Crowned Beast Tamer
"..."
Samael's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he rolled his eyes at the increasingly unscrupulous wicked woman.
Meanwhile, to avoid Tamamo no Mae causing any trouble, the ancient snake, having lost its leisurely mood for drinking tea in the carriage, got up, grabbed the reins, and casually tossed the Trash Fox into the carriage.
Tch, how rude to treat a lady like that, how awful.
The canine, reassigned to the dark the Black Room, grumbled and sullenly picked up its cup, sticking out its pink tongue to lightly lick the warm tea.
As Samael inadvertently tilted his head, his gaze fell upon the way that Trash Fox was drinking water. He couldn't help but recall the suspicious substance mixed in the water, and the fact that this Trash Fox had previously said that he had 'marked him using a special method.' The hand holding the reins froze in mid-air.
He vaguely remembered that canines and felines were more accustomed to using their own scent or urine to mark their territory and prey.
Rabbits, on the other hand, are more likely to use saliva to do this kind of thing...
He was now certain that the fox beside him, the image of a virtuous wife and loving mother, was merely a facade; her true nature seemed to lean more towards a monstrous beast, and she was inherently quite wicked.
We haven't thrown this Trash Fox outside yet. Without restraint, who knows what trouble he might cause in the future.
Forget it, I've raised calamity beasts before, just kidding. I'm an expert at taming beasts! I'll give her a good talking-to and teach her a lesson about the wickedness of beasts!
Samael turned his head back, continued driving with peace of mind, and a wicked smile spread across his lips.
At that moment, the curtain of the carriage in front quietly fell, and as Ge Ku and Helen looked at each other, their eyes flickered strangely.
They vaguely understood why the girl named Xiao Yu had been left alone.
Achoo!
Unconsciously sensing something, Samael felt an itch on the bridge of his nose and sneezed loudly. He couldn't help but mutter to himself: Who's been talking about me behind my back again? Why does the closer I get to Athens, the more I feel like something's not quite right?
Clang...
The carriage lurched along several bumpy sections of the road, interrupting the ancient snake's thoughts.
After enduring some torment, Samael looked up at the Acropolis of Athens, which were beginning to take shape, and breathed a slight sigh of relief.
During the battle of the First Temple, his final burst of spacetime power scattered in all directions of the Sea of Chaos. As of now, he has not recovered much. The only reliable things are his Authority of Destiny, which has recovered most of its power and which he uses very skillfully, and his own poison.
Otherwise, we could consider tearing through space directly for long-distance teleportation, avoiding the hassle of traveling.
Even so, as the saying goes, those involved are often confused, while bystanders see things clearly. By concealing his identity and entering Athens, he might be able to see more of the rot hidden beneath the glitz and glamour.
With his nerves on edge, he sped along, following the majestic white marble cityscape rising above the horizon under the sunlight. Gu She rubbed his throbbing brow and let out a long sigh.
Athens, gone!
After paying the sentries at the main gate more than ten Golden Zeus, Samael noticed the burning gaze directed at him from behind, frowned slightly, and, too lazy to linger, led the group into the city discreetly.
Athens was twice the size I remembered.
It has all kinds of buildings, including palaces, council chambers, theaters, clubs, galleries, hotels, shopping malls, workshops, docks, and stadiums.
The crowds were in a hurry, and the density was greater than before. In my memory, the square with the bronze statues commemorating heroes was only visited by a few Athenians, and most of them looked disdainful.
Located in the heart of the city, on the highest platform, stands an even more elaborate and imposing temple dedicated to Goddess of Wisdom Athena; Medusa the Goddess of Vengeance; Themis, Goddess of Justice.
Following the terrain, the statues of the Eighty-Eight Constellations of Saint Seiya are also neatly arranged and placed in temples of different sizes, guarding the Three Goddesses, cold and unapproachable.
The Calamity Bell hanging in the Temple of the God of Medicine was covered with a layer of cobwebs because it had not been used for a long time.
"This place truly lives up to its reputation as the heart of Greece; it's even more bustling and clean than I expected."
Tamamo no Mae, who loves luxury, happily spreads her arms, inhaling the familiar scent of extravagance and decadence, feeling quite satisfied.
"That's because they are low-class people who are unsightly and probably can't even afford the cost of entering the city."
Samai smiled wryly, his mind drifting back to what he had seen on his journey from outside the city.
The main road was in disrepair, the land was barren, slaves with sallow faces were driven out of the village on both sides of the road, and fishermen from the harbor were sighing and lamenting...
Looking around now, Athens appears clean and bright, with more unfamiliar things and less familiar things.
Samael shook his head slightly, then composed himself, his gaze not lingering on the bustling scene. He led his employers, Helen and Goe, safely through the leaf-shaped gate and into the interior of the Acropolis of Athens.
The two Sparta women, who had no intention of involving the assassin's bodyguard, exchanged a glance, their eyes flashing, and then took their leave.
"Give me your hand!"
Samael didn't seem to care. He glanced at the cloud-shrouded Mount of Ares and smiled faintly.
That unquestionable tone made Goku and Helen instinctively obey.
When the two of them came to their senses, a strange tingling sensation came from their palms, and the runes they had carved gradually disappeared.
"This is?"
"A simple protective spell; I hope you will never need it."
"Thank you so much..."
Helen stole a glance at someone, coughed dryly in response, and felt inexplicably guilty.
"Thank me? There's no need for that. You haven't paid the balance yet, and I need to protect my own assets."
Samael casually agreed, then impatiently waved his hand, interrupting the high priest's dilemma.
"Alright, business is more important. You all get back to work. I'll be staying in Athens for the next couple of days. Once you've finished your business, I'll come to collect the debt."
Immediately, the ancient serpent abandoned Gossamer and Helen, grabbed the Trash Fox who was trying to sneak into the Acropolis of Athens, and disappeared into the crowd in a few steps.
Is it unnecessary to use it?
Gequan and Helen glanced at the protective spell hidden in their palms, their brows furrowing slightly, a hint of gloom appearing on their faces. They then took a deep breath, suppressing the complex thoughts in their minds, and followed the path resembling leaf veins, heading straight for the Mount of Ares in the northwest. After traveling for more than ten minutes, they began to enter the water-like light screen.
Meanwhile, Samael, who had entered a secluded alley, looked up as if sensing something.
The escort mission is now complete. As a long-time client, I'll offer you some free additional services.
Then, the ancient serpent's gaze fell, and it looked at the several greedy figures with short swords in their hands who were approaching the crossroads with ill intentions. It then turned to look at Tamamo no Mae beside her, shrugged and asked a question.
"Shall we do it, or should we?"
"Oh dear, is it a robbery? I'm scared, Lord Ezio will definitely protect me, right?"
Without hesitation, a certain "delicate" girl shrank behind Samael, pressed against the corner of the wall, crossed her arms, and looked on with a smug expression, a wicked smile on her pretty face.
Without a word, Samael cracked his knuckles and stepped forward. In an instant, the sickening crack of bones breaking and the dull thud of flesh hitting flesh echoed one after another, the ravaged groans and moans reverberating through the secluded alley.
In a short while, one by one, the delinquents, with broken bones and torn muscles, hanging by their teeth, lay sprawled on the ground, experiencing the extreme pain of life slipping away in their paralysis.
Tsk tsk, how cruel...
Tamamo—no -Samael Tamamo no Mae of the alley, muttered pitifully as she stepped on the two fingers that were grabbing her ankles for help, and grinned as she crushed the bones of the small fish.
Trash! Absolutely trash!
The ancient snake glared at the Trash Fox behind it, looked around at the surrounding area, and after several twists and turns, it arrived at the door of a secluded house. Then, it raised its hand and wiped, and a faint rune appeared on the door.
Phew! Finally got it!
However, after waiting for a while, the door remained closed.
Oh no, something's happened?!
Samael's pupils contracted sharply, and he immediately leaped over the high wall and into the courtyard, where Tamamo- Tamamo no Mae, her eyes filled with astonishment, followed closely behind.
The moment the ancient serpent landed, a bronze short sword shot out diagonally, viciously stabbing into his kidney.
Samael frowned slightly, then immediately turned sideways and stamped his foot to avoid the sharp edge of the short sword. At the same time, he bent his elbow forward and thrust it forward, intending to ambush him from the side. Like a cannonball that roared out of its barrel, he smashed through the stone table and porch along the way and embedded himself in the pillar.
"You lackeys of Mount of Ares, you've come looking for me just because you smelled me. Don't even think about getting anything out of me!"
Although blood was spilling from his mouth, a powerful roar came from the billowing smoke and dust. The robust old man, with his hair and beard standing on end, looked as if he were about to die a martyr.
Samael pondered for a moment, then slowly looked up.
Who are you?