Here's your chance. The notorious thief Otok was about to marry his daughter, and the Titans had no one to give him an oracle of blessing except Venus. So when Carreta arrives in Corinth and appears at the wedding of the robber's daughter, Otok is immediately grateful.

He expressed his gratitude to Eros with a rich sacrifice, and the reward for Carreta alone was five jars of gold, silver, jewelry, and twenty sheep.

Kareta declined her payment, and instead asked Otok to help her secretly procure a large ship and twenty young male slaves who were skilled in fighting and seamanship, and equip them with weapons and enough food.

One late night, Prince Hector, led by Carret, walked out of the Sacred Grove and went straight to the shore outside the forest.

He changed into new clothes, wore a golden crown of jewels that symbolized royal power, wore a matching sword, and wore a red cloak that Carreta had given him. The handsome appearance does not lose the majesty of the nobility, it is so dazzling and upright.

He held hands with Karete. It was only when he really had to be separated from her that he realized that leaving had become extremely difficult for him now, especially when she wept bitterly when she saw the boat waiting on the shore for a long time.

He snatched her into his arms.

"Karete..."

He lowered his head and pressed his cheek between her hair.

"I want to take you back to Troy to marry you, if you are not the daughter of God..."

He couldn't say any more, and tears silently slipped from the corners of his eyes.

“... Please," she couldn't cry either, "Please cherish the body I healed for you..."

Hector hugged her with a sudden tightening, and then he let go of her trembling body, spun awkward, and hurried to the boarding board.

Carette watched with tears streaming down her eyes as she got on the boat. She didn't call him again, she knew he wouldn't look back at her again. Otherwise, when faced with her tear-stained face again, he would be afraid to lose the courage to leave.

The ship started.

The prince stood at the bow of the ship, facing the silent sea, with Crete fading away behind him, and the beautiful and kind girl standing on the island outside the olive grove. His brown hair fluttered in the wind, and his solemn red cloak was shaking.

When the sea was empty, a heart-rending cry crossed the night sky:

"Hector——!

The night birds in the forest seemed to feel the helplessness of Carette, and they were startled and flapped their wings and flew into the distance.

Her body collapsed, her crying became more mournful, and her sweet and short first love had ended in this wanton torrent of tears...

In the days that followed, Caret often stood at the summit of Olympus, looking long to the east with a mournful and haggard face.

The tenth year of the war...

At the instigation of Hera, Athena, the goddess of wisdom and war, who also wanted to avenge the "revenge of the golden apple", granted the Greeks the "Trojan Horse Strategy" in the face of the situation that Troy could not attack.

She taught them to build a beautiful giant wooden horse as a gift for the king and queen of Troy as a sign of the truce.

In order to win Helen's favor, Paris ordered the behemoth to be transported into the city of Troy, despite Hector's fierce opposition.

In the middle of the night, hundreds of Greek soldiers hiding in the bellihearts of hollow horses leaped out, opened the impregnable gates of the city, and fought into the city with the troops guarding the city.

As a result, the men of Troy were killed, and the women were raped and enslaved, which was their common fate after the fall of the city.

After the news spread among the gods of the Holy Mountain, Kareta begged Hermes to be released.

When she arrived in Troy, the massacre seemed to be over. There was pungent and disgusting blood, piles of dead bodies, red blood at first glance, and steaming fires.

The entire city of Troy has turned into a terrifying hell, making Kareta feel dizzy and suffocated in it.

The cries of the bereaved loved ones were heard in my ears, both the elderly and the children. Sometimes he was sad and earnest, and sometimes he cried out, and he was terrified when he heard this messenger who had always been merciful.

She ran all the way down, and just as she was approaching the palace of Troy, she saw a group of Greek soldiers still in combat condition.

They form an encirclement and trap the enemy inside. Fierce shouts of battle filled Karete's eardrums, and in the midst of them, she heard a voice she hadn't seen in a long time.

The encirclement was gradually shrinking, and the people inside were obviously unable to parry.

"Stop—"

Kareta shivered slightly in her snort.

When the fight stopped, they turned their heads and recognized her in astonishment:

"Kareta Emissary!"

The Greek soldiers behaved very obediently, and they retreated to both sides, making way for her, and she finally saw the people inside.

Sure enough, it was him!

Covered in blood and exhausted, he still stubbornly held his weapon in his hand, like a flag that refused to fall in the wind. At his feet, were some of the slain Greek and Trojan soldiers.

"Hector..."

Kareta called softly, her voice out of shape with excitement, tears streaming out of her eyes at the same time.

She walked over to him.

Seeing her, Hector's eyes full of despair flashed again. He threw away the weapon of resistance and embraced her in an instant.

The Greek soldiers panicked.

"Let her go!"

"What are you going to do to the angel of God!"

Some shouted, others leapt and bolted their spears and spears at Hector again.

Ignoring all of this, he quietly hugged Karet's body and whispered to her:

"I'm sorry I didn't keep the agreement between us, and I hurt the body you healed for me again. ”

Karete's arms wrapped tightly around his waist, she didn't want to lose him again. There was always a sense of foreboding in her, and the warmth of his eagerness to miss her was more like a reluctance to give her a farewell.

"Don't fight any more!" she cried, "Don't do anything to hurt yourself, please!

At this time, Hector was unusually calm, his tone was calm, and he slowly poured out:

"I finally understood today that it was God's will to destroy Troy, and that no matter how hard I tried, it would be in vain. My brother fled by boat with Helen, and the reason I chose to stay in the city and fight alone was not to change the fate of Troy being slaughtered by the Trojans, but to wait for you, Karete, and I knew you would definitely come here, so I could not be killed until I saw you. ”

Carret's weeping became even more mournful:

"I'm going to get you out of here, and no one wants to hurt you again!"

He just gently lifted her face, smiled, and looked at it, full of infinite love.

"You can't do that, not because I did something against the will of the gods of Olympus. I am content to see my beloved girl again at the last moment. ”

"What stupid are you talking about! You're the most important thing to me!"

She threw herself on his chest again and whimpered: "I love you, you know it, you know it..."

"Karet, you are so kind, unlike the gods who are pretentious and play with the fate of mankind. Even back in Troy, I haven't stopped thinking about you and the olive grove for both of us. ”

He suddenly lowered his head, his lips close to her ear:

"Even if I die, I will wait to see you again in the next life. No matter what time it is, no matter where I am born, Hector's soul will guide me to Greece at that time, and wait for you in some corner there. Promise me Carret, that you will come back for me as you do today!"

"Hector——!

Kareta felt her body lose her balance, and she was pushed away by his powerful arms, and she shouted his name and stepped back.

In the sight sealed by tears was his vague smile, resolute and confident, despising the fierce enemies one by one.

He threw up his hands and shouted at them, "Do it! I won't resist anymore!"

The soldiers shouted and swarmed up...

Kareta fell to the dust, and all she could see was the beasts huddled together, weapons rising and falling, red liquid spilling out and flowing beneath their feet.

She put her face on the ground and cried.

She realized the sorrow and helplessness of being a daughter of God, and she hated her cowardice even more.

Forcing herself to stop screaming, she looked up at the beasts' unfinished madness.

Carreta secretly made an oath in her heart:

"Hector, I promise you, I will return to the world. No matter when, no matter where I go, I will not give up, and I will not be discouraged to find you. I will never let you be hurt again, and I will never be separated from you again, this is my promise to you!"

......

The coffee in the ivory porcelain teacup has long since cooled, and a layer of white clotted fat floats on the surface of the still liquid.

"What a touching love story... The Emissary of Kareta and Prince Hector truly love each other, but in the end they are not together..."

Jose was deeply infected.

He groaned heartily, and was about to praise Kareta for her wonderful speech, but he found that she was sitting opposite her, her head hanging down, her shoulders trembling slightly, as if she was sobbing.

"Karet, it doesn't matter to you, do you?"

"I'm sorry I missed you!"

The past was still vivid, and she knew that she could no longer suppress the outpouring of emotion, so she stood up and ran out of the restaurant. Behind it is José's shout:

"Wait a minute, Karete!

Before you know it, it's dark, and the city of Athens is brightly lit, with people and cars coming and going.

Kareta stood in the small corner beside the steps, still crying quietly.

When she saw Jose hurrying out of the door of the restaurant a few steps away, she was a little helpless, and hurriedly twisted her head to the other side, rubbing her eyes desperately with her hands.

"Your bag fell on the table. ”

He handed her the white tote bag.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Jose. I'm a petty kid and I'm going to be in trouble for you. ”

He didn't say anything, handed her a clean tissue, and when she didn't move, he took the initiative to wipe the tears on her face.

His demeanor was gentle and polite, without any ambiguous teasing, and quickly calmed the turbulent waves in her heart.

"You are such a special girl, and you must be very kind and welcoming. It seems that the biggest thing I learned from coming to Greece was being able to get to know you, and maybe it will be the biggest gain of my life. ”

José whispered slowly, carefully drying her tear-drenched hands, then holding them and never letting go.

"Mr. Jose..."

Karette didn't want to run away anymore, and she let go of her guts to meet his gaze. He was staring at her, with Hector's smile and affection.

There are still crowds of people and busy vehicles around.

However, at this moment, the noisy and restless scene seemed to have been frozen in the two-person world of the two of them.