So Filial, So Filial

On a cliff facing the Sea of Oceanus, the faintly fishy, salty sea breeze blew, bringing a rare measure of peace beneath the clamor of war. The brutal battlefield of the Titan War no longer bore any trace of smoke or flame.

Samael pulled a bottle of Honey Wine from an emerging Magic Formation and drank deeply. Beside him, Caesar lightly licked his dry lips, his eyes shifting as he placed a hand over his chest and bowed.

"Your Majesty, please allow me to toast you..."

"Is this how you always trick people into giving you alcohol?"

Samael glanced at the crafty fat man, who was trying to distract him, made a teasing remark, then fished another bottle from the Magic Formation and tossed it over.

"Haha, to glorious Greece, to great Rome, to this damned world, and to wise and enlightened you..."

Caesar dipped his head slightly, teasing him with half-serious humor. Then he clinked glasses with Samael from afar and greedily drank the golden liquor.

After several mouthfuls, the Roman Emperor could not help opening up, chatting cheerfully with the Greek ruler beside him.

It had to be said that Caesar was an expert at socializing. Not only was he eloquent, but he was also skilled at reading people. Seeing that Samael had taken some interest in those two enemies from the Trojan War, he catered to his tastes and took the initiative to recount the beginning and end of that war.

Looking across the history of Ancient Greek mythology, during the age when human heroes rose to fame, there were four great deeds that could not be overlooked. They had once formed a dazzling stage from which epics continually emerged.

In chronological order, the first was the Calydonian Hunt. It gathered a great number of heroes and