The mission base of the three gods of Kareta is in Greece. It was morning when I crossed the Holy Mountain Barrier and entered the Human Realm.

In order to facilitate their movements, they had already changed into their seasonal human clothes before leaving.

They decided to settle in Athens. There was a regular passenger ferry from Crete to Athens, so Kamod went to inquire about boarding.

After thousands of years of historical changes, the ancient Greek art civilization was almost destroyed by the devastation of human wars. Crete was not spared.

Temples that stood on the rocks of the Aegean Sea during the Aegean Dynasty, are now dilapidated.

The prayers of the scriptures and the singing of the Divine Comedy could no longer be heard.

Under the flood of modern civilization, only the collapsed stone pillars and lonely broken bricks silently witnessed the glory of the former gods.

"Once known as the pinnacle of ancient Greek architecture, it's now devastating..."

Bai Xiu let out a faint sigh. He looked up at the ruins of the temple, a rare trace of sadness on his face.

"We're leaving. ”

When Carreta saw a liner approaching the harbor, she approached him and urged.

His gaze still resides on the monuments of decadence.

"Have you ever wondered that Karete... Why did we, in accordance with Zeus's will, choose to awaken at this time?"

His expression suddenly became serious.

"What did you say?"

Seeing her blank face, he immediately returned to his previous gentlemanly depth, and smiled:

"Let's talk, let's go. The Cavmod is waiting for us. ”

After checking in, it was noon to check in to the Grand Bretagne.

It is the most luxurious hotel in Athens, and it also has special facilities such as gymnasium, swimming pool, and hot springs. Carret's room was on the sixth floor, with Carmod living next door to her and Pacius across from him.

The next day, the three gods went ahead of their plan and began their search for the Athena Jewel in Greece.

Carmod and Pacius split up to the Balkans and Delphi, the birthplace of the sun god, where they left Carette in Athens and sent her to visit the Acropolis.

Kareta walked quietly all the way, her posture slender and delicate.

Many people set their eyes on her, men are mostly admiring and in love, and women are often amazed and envious mixed with a bit of jealousy.

She wore a short suspender dress made of sky blue gauze, and her light blonde hair was braided into a long, loose braid that hung down to her chest.

She wore no jewellery around her, except for a pair of blue frosted glass balls that she had just bought from a vendor in the market.

While it can't compare to Olympus's priceless treasures, Kareste pays her boss with the excitement that it's her first harvest on earth.

A pair of delicate white flat-heeled leather shoes, with small girl's items such as facial tissues and a small mirror, and a small tote bag with a little money, add to her elegant outfit.

As she entered the Parthenon on the Acropolis, she listened to the docent's history and ancient Greek mythology, while paying attention to and searching every inch of the museum. At the same time, she also found it a little funny.

The story of humanity's belief in the gods is just a distant legend. But who would have known that a true Titans was standing among them, living with them in the same city.

At the end of the tour, Carette walked out through the exit on the side of the temple. She was a little disappointed.

During the whole process, she didn't feel any Athena. In other words, the gem that holds her divine power is not here. So, she prepared to return.

Suddenly, a sight attracted her.

On the west side of the temple, a man with a full head of hair is standing in front of a drawing board supported by a tripod.

Dressed in a casual T-shirt and sweatpants with his back to Carretta, he expertly uses the paint from his palette to polish the oil painting of the olive trees on the board.

Compared with the hustle and bustle of the surrounding crowd of tourists, this small corner of his is particularly conspicuous, giving people a sense of tranquility and comfort.

The painter seemed to feel the "eyes" behind him, and he looked back. In an instant, both of them showed great surprise and dumbness.

He had never seen a girl so beautiful and spotless.

The blue neon dress lined with her delicate and graceful figure danced in the breeze, like a little blue dancing flame, and the unique temperament exuded by her body is rare in the world.

The reason for Carette's surprise was obviously quite different from his.

As he turned her head, she could see his face—the face of her lover, a face all too familiar to her.

She stared at his face, scrutinizing every inch of his features.

That's right, the same thick eyebrows as Hector, the same calm and strong deep coffee eyes, the straight nose bridge, and gentle lips.

Nothing can go wrong, this handsome and delicate face belongs to her lover.

Carette was so excited that she couldn't move, and she cried out in her heart and asked:

"Is he really Hector? is he really my prince—"

They looked at each other for a while, and the painter was the first to react.

"I'm sorry... Miss, are you alone?"

His voice was good, and it didn't seem strange to Karet.

"Ahh I'm sorry, but I'm bothering Mr. Yaxing's painting. ”

She was so emotional that she almost forgot how to say hello.

"Where, I just draw casually. My name is Jose, a Chinese student studying oil painting at the Art Department of the University of Athens. ”

He held the brush to his left hand and shook hands with her politely, knowing each other.

"Karetta, Kareta Lachio..."

His body suddenly shuddered, and the brushes and sketchpads in his hands almost fell to the ground. This change interrupted her self-introduction.

"I was rude just now,"

He apologized to her for that.

"Karete... What a name, she's the 'messenger of love and light' of the Titans, right? I know it from reading Greek mythology. In fact, it is very strange, every time I see the name of that messenger, I have an inexplicable feeling in my heart. It just so happens that you have the same name as her, so I'm impulsive, please forgive me. ”

There is a law in the underworld.

For human necromancers, when they are reincarnated, they have to cross Lethe, one of the three rivers of the underworld, so that they will forget the grievances and grievances of the previous life and become a new human in the next life.

Now, the waters of the River Styx Lethe have succeeded in transforming the heroic samurai of Kamiyo into a quiet and elegant painter.

Carette wanted to tell him that he had known the messenger long before he read Greek mythology, and that she was standing right before him, but it was all in vain.

He no longer has the memory of the past of the gods, he has forgotten who she is, and he has forgotten the love with her life and death.

Although she felt helpless grief, on the whole, she was very happy. He didn't forget his oath to her, and finally waited for her.

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