Samael Never Lies! 1/3

In the awkward atmosphere, Samael patiently offered words of advice and psychological guidance, finally managing to calm Brunhilde down.

Subsequently, the Ancient Serpent delegated the tasks of coordinating with the Amazon Warrior and controlling the Norse Berserkers and druids to Brunhilde, and everything returned to calm.

Therefore, it's better for some people to keep busy, so that when they're idle and have no goals, they don't start to overthink.

Samael looked out the porch at the Valkyrie, who was regaining Valkyrie fighting spirit and gradually disappearing into the distance, and muttered a complaint to herself. But when she looked back at the mountain of documents and urgent reports piled up on her own desk, taller than anyone else's, she was suddenly at a loss.

Busy as I am, can't you at least give me a way to make a living?

Is this meant to make him follow in Gilgamesh's footsteps and eventually die from overwork at his desk?

Damn it, a bunch of useless idiots produced by democracy! Besides empty talk, infighting, and hogging the spoils, none of them can be trusted!

His Majesty the Saint King cursed the already rotten staff of the council chamber under his breath. He was on the verge of tears, but with absolute power in his hands, he had no choice but to resign himself to his fate and bury himself in hard work.

By noon, having finally finished dealing with about half of the urgent tasks, Samael, feeling dizzy and ravenous, was starving.

Just then, the aroma of food wafted from the doorway.

Lamb chops... date porridge... and wheat cakes...

Samael looked up, closed his eyes, and sniffed, making a firm judgment. Then he opened his eyes and smiled as he looked at the purple-haired Young Goddess Form carrying a food box, knocking on the door and entering the main hall.

The two old friends smiled at each other, one swept the table, and the other opened the food box and took out the meal. They then sat down on either side of each other to enjoy lunch together. An unspoken understanding arose between them.

"Have you met the people I brought from Northern Europe?"

"Hmm, the berserkers and druids on the ship are no less than the elite Greeks in the War of the Giants. Moreover, they were able to use the remains of the Star-Seeded Soldier to create Valkyrie, which is a powerful force. It seems that the Norse chief god Ogre is not simple either."

"The smarter someone is, the harder they are to fool. All the chips I got from him are in the Icarus Port. If the situation in Greece is detrimental to the interests of Northern Europe, this guy might turn around and sell me out."

Samael took a bite of the wheat cake and complained irritably.

The previous battle to kill the gods in Rome produced a secret scroll made from the World Tree Leaf.

It's unlikely that the Ottomans colluded with the Persians, but they certainly had no interest in breaking ties with the Pan-Hellenic Alliance and the two major pantheons of Persia and Egypt.

The credibility of the Aesir is just so-so.

In their quest to become the dominant power among the nine Nordic countries, they have engaged in countless unethical acts of deception, fraud, and breaking promises.

In terms of virtue, the Greek Gods were all quite good.

"What are your plans for Northern Europe?"

Anna clenched her fists on the table, her eyes sparkling with anticipation, her tone resolute.

Given Samael's personality, problems that can be spoken out openly are often no longer problems.

Without warning, the ancient serpent's lips curled into a sinister smile, its vertical pupils narrowed, and a smile bloomed on its face as it began to chant.

"Black smoke obscured the sun, and the sky suddenly became dark; cracks appeared in the earth, and fortresses sank into the sea."

Shining stars fell from the sky, and gushing filth plunged everything into chaos.

When brothers quarrel, they disregard fraternal affection and grit their teeth, determined to kill each other.

The battle axe and sword swung fiercely, splitting the shield in two with a single blow.

Oaths are torn apart by betrayal, adultery is commonplace in the world, and filth and depravity fill the world with lust.

A blazing fire shot into the sky, shattering the rainbow bridge. Ancient trees burned in the evil flames, gods fell from the sky, and the Holy Spirit's temple was left in ruins, littered with slain corpses, and flowing streams of crimson blood...

After ten days of catastrophe, the Divine General face their final twilight!

"This is?"

When Anna heard the apocalyptic vision described by Samael, a familiar yet strange feeling arose within her, and she couldn't help but ask in confusion.

"[Ten Days of Calamity, Twilight of the Gods], isn't that the prophecy you brought when you slew the spirits before? I 'slightly' altered it and had Scathach pass it on to Ogre."

"Uh, slightly?"

That's not the point!

"But this should be a prophecy related to Greece..."

"Even if it started in Greece, it might still spread to other countries. Besides, I was just trying to be helpful and kindly remind our ally, right?"

Samael smiled and defended himself, not caring at all that he had been exposed.

The most skilled fraudsters never lie; they simply present the facts selectively.

Anyway, everything I said was the truth, and even the embellished words came from the prophecies about Twilight of the Gods in the future Norse Mythology epic, the Edda.

Moreover, that old bastard Oul's entire life has been preparing for Twilight of the Gods. If he learns that this prophecy will erupt again in another form, he will definitely step in to help in order to avoid affecting the Nordic countries.

As long as we grasp this point and tie Northern Europe to Greece's chariot, victory will be virtually assured; the rest is just a matter of time.

Hearing Samael's analysis, Anna gave the smug man a deep look, her cheeks puffing out slightly as she hummed softly.

"Samael is so wicked. That's how you got all those Norse goddesses around you, right?"

"Ahem, let's get down to business. The fleet should be ready in a day, and I'll probably be on the expedition Tianyi. But that means Athens will lack a strong authority to suppress it, which will inevitably leave it vulnerable. That makes me a little worried."

The ancient snake chuckled dryly, then changed the subject, his expression turning serious as he mentioned his worries.

Although she knew this guy was shirking responsibility, little Anna, whose mind was still somewhat immature due to the spirit possession, was easy to coax. So she quickly shifted the focus of the discussion to the handover of the Athenian mission.

"I don't recall anyone suitable either."

Anna frowned slightly, explaining the situation with a hint of helplessness.

"Due to the haste, and the fact that the Sea of Stars has a far greater influence on Greece than other regions, not only the gods of Mount of Ares, but also the first two generations of heroes who lived in seclusion in the Elysium have sunk into the Sea of Stars and are difficult to contact. At present, the only ones we can contact are the third generation of heroes who were left outside."

"Those who participated in the Trojan War?"

"Um..."

"That sounds like a real headache. Greece, a country known for its heroes, has reached a point where there's no one left to rely on. It's certainly a bit of a problem."

Samael sighed, his brow furrowing involuntarily.

If it weren't for his extensive network of friends and connections, which allowed him to draw in forces from Rome, the Amazon, the Celtic, and the Nordic countries, Greece's situation would have been even worse.

"Don't worry, the Sea of Stars will open in Queen of Heaven, and our strength will be just as abundant then."

Anna tiptoed and gently patted the ancient snake's shoulder to comfort it.

Samael snapped out of his reverie, chuckled and nodded, but as he turned his head away, the worry in his eyes remained undiminished.

Once the Sea of Stars is unsealed, it won't just be the Greek gods and Heroic Spirit that are released; all sorts of Ushi-Oni and Serpent Gods and monsters from various regions will likely break free of their seals.

Previously, forces from India, Egypt, and other places had been eager to make moves and had sent representatives.

When there are no restrictions at all, who knows what might happen?

If all the gods were to gather in Greece, that would be quite a spectacle.

"I can't get in touch with Athena and the others. I was thinking of having that Gilgamesh workaholic fill in, but there's no opportunity. So, who do you think would be more suitable to stay in Athens?"

"Helen and Goethe!"

Anna pondered for a moment, then answered without hesitation.

"They were Spartans..."

Samael was somewhat taken aback by these two choices.

"That's why they're doing everything in their power, sparing no expense, to help you support Hot Spring Pass!"

Unlike Athena's calm rationality and insightful wisdom, Anna is more sentimental and emotional. Her eyes, filled with worry, would occasionally glance at Samael before quickly looking away, adding casually.

"Sparta is the second largest city after Athens, with a considerable number of supporters, enough to suppress the remnants of the Athenian gods who were unwilling to accept the destruction of the council hall. In addition, I will use the power of the Three Goddesses to grant them the authority to take charge of Mount of Ares and act as their agents during the Great Sacrifice before the expedition, thus solidifying this title."

Furthermore, having severed ties with the Athenian nobility and wielding absolute power, they would not hesitate to strike against anyone who dared to misbehave.

"Are they reliable in handling these matters?"

"Don't underestimate women! Sparta's current stability owes half its credit to Gokwan, and Helen also personally participated in the Trojan War, possessing experience in coordinating and managing the priests of various temples."

I see!

Samael vaguely recalled that when Helen was tidying up the scattered documents on the floor last night, she was able to accurately classify and organize them, clearly having done her homework in this regard.

Anna's eyes flickered slightly.

"Besides, we only need a stable rear, there's no need to appease the Athenians too much! They've gone too far, they're not worthy of inheriting the glory you've bestowed upon us."

Anna bit her cherry lips lightly, looked up at Samael, and felt somewhat indignant.

Unworthy? It seems so...

Samael stroked his chin, gazing into the deep distance out the window, and shook his head with a soft laugh.

Nero