228 Unlucky Odysseus
"Where are the two you wanted to…" Penthesilea was about to continue when she noticed a man in a white suit with familiar features.
"Lord Hers? You… survived?" Penthesilea asked, astounded by the presence of Hers in front of her.
Certainly, Penthesilea had died before the war between humanity and the Olympian Gods, as her death occurred during the Trojan War, which ended two years before the conflict between the Olympian gods and humanity began.
Upon being brought back to life by Daniel in this new world, she not only gained knowledge about living in the modern world through the mysterious power that resurrected her but also sought Maria's assistance in acquiring knowledge about past events and mythology including have a chat with Envy when she was at Daniel base about the event in the past.
The result? She was now well aware of the horrific fate Achilles had subjected her body to after killing her during the Trojan War, which had left her seething with anger. Achilles was at the top of her list of individuals she most wanted to beat up. The second spot belonged to Odysseus, the person who had sent Achilles her way while she was attempting to fend off the soldiers from breaching Troy's defenses.
Also, by chatting with Envy, she knew about the war between Humanity and Olympian God. She also knew so of the key information that so gods decided to stand with the humans to fight against the Olympus tyranny. And Hers was one such a god.
"Ha ha ha ha, No, of course not. Lord Daniel brought back, and that's why I'm here," Hers answered with a laugh, trying to lighten the mood.
"My lord," Penthesilea called out to Daniel before continuing, "Who's the other one?" She asked excitedly.
"Oh… He's Odysseus. He's in the toilet right now. It's been about half an hour since he went in. Seems like he's taking his ti," Daniel said. He checked his wristwatch and realized it was nearly 5:30 PM. He needed to return ho to spend ti with his daughter and work on re-designing the attack satellite since he had recently obtained the God Slayer Cannon Card.
Daniel walked near the toilet and asked loudly, his concern evident, "Mr. Odysseus! Are you okay? I need to go ho soon. Do you need any help?"
"Er… My lord! My apologies, it seems that I can't co out anyti soon," Odysseus shouted from the toilet, pretending to have diarrhea or so stomach problem.
Hearing this, Penthesilea walked toward Daniel, stood beside him, and shouted, "Oi, Odysseus! Co out! Don't pretend! If you voluntarily co out, I promise I'll only beat you up half-dead instead of beating you to death!" She exclaid aggressively.
"....." Odysseus didn't reply, maintaining his silence. This infuriated Penthesilea, who was on the brink of smashing the door open to confront the cunning Odysseus. If it weren't for the fact that she was in her lord's office, she would have already barged in and pumled that scoundrel within an inch of his life.
It's true that the person she wanted to exact the most brutal revenge upon was Achilles, not rely beating him, but outright killing him for what he had done to her body after her death. However, the individual who ca right after Achilles, in the second position on her list of people she most wanted to beat up, was none other than Odysseus.
This was because during the Trojan War, before sending Achilles her way, Odysseus had devised a series of sches that had nearly pushed her to her limits. He had planned various tactics, including ambushes and traps, to confine her and hinder her from reaching the frontline to support her troops. This had resulted in devastating casualties among the Amazon troops she had brought with her to assist Troy.
She had no knowledge of what had happened to her troops after her death, as there were no records of that insignificant event directly related to the war itself. However, she feared the worst, suspecting that they might have beco playthings for the soldiers to vent their lust. The re thought of this made her contemplate the unspeakable revenge of castrating Odysseus.
While waiting for Odysseus to co out, Daniel checked his wristwatch and realized he was already running late to go ho. His daughter was probably getting hungry, and despite trusting Michaela with his life, he couldn't say the sa about her cooking skills. He considered Sylvana's amateur fried eggs to be far superior to Michaela's cooking. So, he needed to leave imdiately.
Daniel swiftly retrieved his key card and handed it to Hers instead of Penthesilea. He had noticed that Penthesilea seed to have a grudge against Odysseus, and he didn't want her to use his key card to activate the security turrets in the toilet, potentially using it to shoot Odysseus. That's why he entrusted his key card to Hers.
"Mr. Hers, I really need to go ho right now. Otherwise, my daughter might get hungry. This is my key card. If Mr. Odysseus cos out, please use it to lock my office before you leave with Ms. Penthesilea," Daniel said with a wry smile.
Hearing Daniel's words, Hers' carefree deanor quickly turned serious. He gazed at the toilet where Odysseus was still holed up, appearing as though he was looking at an annoying piece of garbage. Then, he stood up, walked to the toilet, and placed his hand on the wall. A complex alchemical transmutation circle suddenly appeared on the wall, centered around his hand.
"Odysseus, I'll give you 5 seconds to co out. Otherwise, I'll transmute the poops inside your stomach into stone... 1," Hers threatened, his expression conveying the seriousness of his words, before he began counting.
The mont Hers counted to 1 and was about to count to 2, the sound of the door unlocking reached their ears, and Odysseus quickly erged from the toilet. However, what greeted Odysseus as the door swung open was Penthesilea's fist, fueled by her pent-up anger.
Pow!
Odysseus was sent flying back into the toilet, and Hers continued counting.
"2..." Odysseus was torn between laughter and despair, observing Penthesilea's anger and sensing so inexplicable frustration in Hers. Unaware of what Daniel had said, as he was inside the toilet and couldn't hear, Odysseus had unwittingly caused problems for their lord and benefactor.
"That was just a down paynt! I'll settle the rest with you later!" Penthesilea exclaid, pointing at Odysseus while still holding her grudge. One punch was enough for now, and she didn't want to further delay her lord's business.
"Follow !" she ordered, her tone still seething, and she walked out of Daniel's office. However, as she passed by Daniel, she suppressed her anger, bowed to him as an apology, and then proceeded on her way.
"Lord Hers, why are you still counting? I just ca out!" Odysseus couldn't help but question. He felt sowhat undeserving of this treatnt.
He admitted that during the Trojan War, he had been a thorn in Penthesilea's side. But they were at war, after all! What else was he supposed to do? As a re king of Ithaca and a strategist during the war, he couldn't afford to go easy on her, especially knowing that common weapons wouldn't harm Penthesilea.
So, he had employed various strategies to hold her at bay. He had even devised plans and used persuasion to convince the arrogant warrior, Achilles, to obey his orders in the war and join the fight against Penthesilea. He had no idea that Achilles would commit such terrible acts on her lifeless body. He was a victim, too!
Upon hearing this, Hers cancelled his transmutation circle, withdrew his hand, and replied casually, "Your feet haven't crossed the toilet door yet."
Odysseus could only sigh at his unfortunate situation before following Hers out of Daniel's office. He didn't know what lay ahead for him, but he was sure of one thing: his future was not going to be a smooth and easy path.
"Damn... I'm so unlucky," Odysseus muttered to himself as he followed Hers out.
— London - Hightower - Secret Basent —
In the secret basent of the Hightower, a vast expanse that could rival a soccer field, a magnificent magic circle illuminated the space with a brilliant, golden light. At the center of this intricate magical design, a staggering hoard of more than ten tons of gold bullion glead. This gold was none other than the very bullion that Daniel had used to purchase the entire Sector Alpha City island. It lay there in a dazzling, shimring mound, a testant to the incredible wealth and power concealed within the Hightower's depths.
As the enchanting magic circle continued to radiate its golden light, a srizing transformation began. The massive mound of gold bullion, now bathed in the circle's radiance, gradually began to liquefy. The once-solid gold took on the form of molten rivers, cascading gracefully toward the heart of the magic circle.
As these glistening streams of liquid gold flowed into the center, they were gradually transmuted into pure mana. The magic circle absorbed this newfound energy, causing it to pulse with an even brighter and more vibrant radiance. The entire chamber resonated with the power of this mystical conversion, creating an awe-inspiring spectacle that spoke of ancient and potent magic.
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