Lan En looked helplessly at the cross of life in his hand that was useless to him, and when he got to Kassandra, he shone with golden light.

If you can't use this thing yourself, how can it be used as a smart surgical platform for booking?

Let Kassandra do it for herself?

If you just consider the friendship between the two at this time, it is not difficult. And the idiotic way that Hapalos uses it proves that it's easy to operate.

But the problem is, Ryan is about to leave and return to the world of magic.

Only by relying on the advanced magic equipment of the Erethusa Academy could he produce high-precision strengthening organs that met the requirements.

Will Kassandra be able to follow him?

She left the undisputed island of Kepharonia in search of her family. Her goal in this life is on this blue Aegean Sea, waiting for her to find it.

How could she possibly follow herself to a strange, aimless world?

If only I could travel back and forth between the two worlds as I wished.

Lan thought so.

But at the same time, I feel a little greedy and whimsical.

"It's a shame, sir. The tools we need are at hand."

"Get used to asking for nothing, Mentos." Lan En shook his head, "Come back and study this Ankh a little more to see if you can bypass the usage restrictions inside." Although it should be unlikely. ”

"Let's go, Lanne." Kassandra beckoned to the witcher behind her as she walked outside. "There's nothing left here."

The huge stone door closed with a 'boom'.

The two of them stood again in the bright sun of the Aegean Sea.

However, Lan En frowned slightly as he walked out, and his palm, which was wearing a leather glove with a piece of armor, quickly grabbed next to his skull.

'Whoosh~' An arrow happened to be caught in the witcher's hand from the air.

Kassandra in front of her was instinctively activated by this movement, and she leaned down to look at the trajectory of the arrow.

It was a tall white cliff, and in the middle of it, a muscular man in a glittering golden Greek armor stared at Lan En, who had caught his arrow with his palm.

But the words that came out of his mouth were clearly addressed to Kassandra.

"It's time for you to talk to me!"

After saying that, it was like a replica of Kassandra, and the steep white cliff was completely overcome by him with just a few knuckles of his fingers, and he climbed towards the top of the cliff.

Kassandra didn't think much of it, and climbed the cliff with her.

She didn't think that there would be an ambush above, and she didn't think that this person would take advantage of her high position and take the opportunity to smash her down. This is an anomaly for a battle-hardened mercenary.

That man must have been Kassandra's brother.

Because they are blood relatives, they don't have a lot of guarding.

Lan En looked at the cliff in front of him, which was at least forty meters high, and couldn't help grinding his teeth.

"Okay, one or two are great climbers, right?"

The young man whispered.

But complaining and complaining, he still quickly found a relatively smooth way to catch up.

Although it was Kassandra's own brother, after being nurtured and brainwashed by the Kosmos, the devil knows what he will do.

The two had just started talking about something on the top of the cliff, but Lan didn't arrive, so he didn't know.

But he heard the last little bit.

"Don't call me Alexios! The name is so weak that it makes you want to vomit! I know what happened that night! I'm Demos now! ”

"Yes, Demos. If you're Demos now, I don't know you at all! ”

"Then I'll introduce you."

The golden-armored man stepped forward with his well-developed chest and pressed against Kassandra's chest with a menacing momentum.

"He's a demigod! No one can match the power and fury! The whole Greek world and the Cult revered and worshipped Him! ”

"This is also the story that the Cult tells you when you are put to sleep?"

Kassandra said in a strange voice.

This caused Demos to wave his arms angrily, and Lane thought it was impossible for him to jump to his feet and curse the next moment.

"Say whatever you want, anyway, the Cult of God will eventually control everything!"

In the end, Demos still didn't jump to his feet, but sneered.

"Don't expect you to say a few words of 'Mommy' and we'll turn enemies into friends and we'll go on a hilarious journey together. Weak! ”

With that, Demos slapped Kassandra's hand away from him, and turned to leave.

And when he passed Lanen, who had just arrived, he looked up at his face quite uncomfortably, and then snorted softly, and walked away without looking back.

The witcher scratched his chin and walked up to Kassandra, who looked dejected from being rejected by her brother.

"Your brother," Lan En said cautiously, carefully considering his words, "how do I feel that he is a little naïve?" ”

Just when Demos said that Kassandra was 'extremely weak,' Rann felt like he had seen a rebellious guy who was making a show of his superiority by mocking his sister.

Kassandra was still wrenched in the pain of being considered an enemy by her brother.

But Lan's words made her break her defense.

"Poof!" It was obviously very ambivalent, but Kassandra couldn't help laughing.

"He was cultivated by the Divine Cult, and I guess those people are not ready to give their violent weapons a normal education, right?"

"But it's okay, Lan En and I'll definitely pull him back!"

There was nothing left to stop on Andros, so Kassandra and Rann returned to the Adrestia and sailed back into the blue Aegean Sea.

That night, Kassandra returned to Lanne's cabin, carrying two amphorae with wine.

Just like the night they left from Megaris.

"Do you have to have a drink with me every time you have an unpleasant encounter with a loved one?"

Lan En was huddled in a small cabin, and with his current size, the regular cabin was a bit aggrieved.

When Kassandra entered, she closed the door with her hands behind her back, and stood with her back against it, tilting her head and smiling at Ran, who was huddled in the cabin.

And just like a middle-aged uncle nesting on the sofa watching TV, he took an amphora and poured it into his mouth.

The face of the Aegean beauty is flushed with alcohol.

She smiled and didn't speak, and Lan felt something was wrong.

The young man then shrunk himself tighter with a wooden face.

"Uh, what do you want to do!"

Lan En stumbled, and then a fist slammed into his stomach!

Kassandra placed the amphora in her hand beside the bed, and after the broken spear, the spear of Leonidas, was strengthened on the forge table, she seemed to be strengthened as well.

At least this punch did hit the unsuspecting Lan En very lightly.

Kassandra, on the other hand, sat on top of her prey like a huntress who had finished her hunt.

"Shut up, Lanne. I can't even imagine that I can endure being around someone I like for so long without sleeping with him! ”

"Well, but I have a wife."

Lan En carefully explained while clutching his hammered stomach.

And this beauty, who was born in ancient Greece, asked suspiciously.

"Wife?"

"But what does that have to do with you sleeping with me?"

No, the ancient Greeks were like this.

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