As it turns out, Kassandra's life was legendary as she ventured through different worlds.

Now it's not just the Kosmos entrenched in Greece, but also the Order of the Ancients, who sound like they've taken control of the Persian Empire.

The Persian Empire was not the same size as Greece, and it was the first empire in human history to span the three continental plates of Asia, Europe and Africa.

In this embryonic era of human civilization, it is not said to be 'the strongest', but it can undoubtedly be said to be 'the biggest'.

The Isu, and the artifacts they left behind, have left too many variables in a world that seems plausible to Ran.

"But it looks like the place you're going to is really fresh."

Kassandra nodded her thumb behind her, looking at Lane.

"A cat in armor and two swords?"

"I saw on the corpses of the two dogs just now, there are really traces of the sword on its back, and it really knows how to use a sword?"

Kassandra's words made the flannel ball, which was following behind, raise a little paw a little timidly.

"I'm not a cat, I'm a cat Meow."

The cat's clip made Kassandra's eyes widen and she turned her head to look at the flannel ball in amazement.

It was the first time she had heard a cat speak.

Kassandra walked over to the flannel ball and lifted it up in front of her with her hands under her armpits.

"The cat talked!? Lann, is this some kind of divine beast? Warcraft? What is it called? ”

The flannel ball's short legs fluttered in midair, but Kassandra's arms could not be helped, and she could only ask Lan for help with her big watery eyes.

"It just introduced itself." Rann walked over and took the flannel ball from Kassandra's hand and placed it back on the ground.

Kassandra, on the other hand, crossed her hands on her hips, kept looking at it with curiosity.

"Flannel Ball, a member of a race called Elu Cat, is a kitten people with intelligence. Now similar to my squire, I teach it skills, and it will follow me to help. It's a friend, not a pet. ”

"Don't stare at it so hard, it's a little shy. There will be more strange things to see in the future. ”

"That's right." Kassandra still rested her hands on her sturdy waist, but her eyes turned to the kitten.

"It seems that the future days will be very exciting, I like this!"

"If you bring this kitten to the boat now, Barnabas might just put you on the altar."

Lan En raised his eyes and thought about it, that enthusiastic, loyal, and bold old captain who was very devout to the gods. Eighty percent of him can really do this.

The witcher shook his head.

"Then I think it's better to stay in the city of Athens."

Speaking of the city of Athens, the faces of Len and Kassandra became solemn again.

The fascination and joy of meeting again just now even overwhelmed the terrible environment of Athens City for a time.

And now the topic has been pulled back.

"I still need your help when I came here this time, remember the [Cross of Life] we got last time? I need your help to get it working. ”

Ryan said to Kassandra as he looked at the yellow smoke and ashes in the sky.

"I don't want to be so unstable around us when we're using the Isu artifact."

"We can go to Pericles." Kassandra nodded. "Now that the city of Athens has become like this, he is an archon, and he should always know the ins and outs."

But Lan rejected the idea very dryly.

"He should know best what's going on, but I don't want to go to a man at the center of the maelstrom right now."

Lan En raised his chin meaningfully towards the languishing, distracted patient on the side of the road.

It must be reiterated that the ancient Greek era was the beginning of human civilization, and the people here believed that everything was arranged by the gods.

They do not know how the disease spreads, and the vast majority of them have no experience at all. Because there is basically no chance of survival for those who have experienced the plague.

They don't even have the concept of 'isolation'.

After the plague began, it was far more likely that the rulers would gather the sick and ordinary people together in front of the temple to pray than it would be to separate the sick and ordinary people.

In the eyes of people today, it is not the plague that spreads and causes the number of sick people to increase, but the gods have sent down a massive punishment that affects many people.

In such a situation, it was only natural that the agitated Athenians would go to the person in charge.

Who else could it be?

Of course, it was the 'father of democracy' who built the Parthenon, Perikles.

It is conceivable that the official residence of Perikles is estimated to be crowded now.

Len is a witcher, and ordinary diseases that have not been specially processed have no effect on him at all.

And looking at the energetic appearance of those urban wild dogs, it is obvious that this disease does not have the ability to spread across species, and Flannel Ball and Icarus do not need to worry.

But what about Kassandra? Rann wasn't sure if the Isu blood had kept her from disease.

In the unknown, it's better to play it safe.

"We have to find someone who has a certain status, but will not be noticed by the crowd at this time, to understand the situation."

Lan En muttered in thought.

Kassandra waited with a smile on her face. Lan En's expression made her feel like she had returned to a year and a half ago, when the two of them faced and solved difficulties together.

And soon, Lane came to a conclusion.

"Phidias. Let's go find him. ”

A well-known sculptor or artist may have been quite noticeable in the past. But in the face of such a catastrophe, the influence is obviously more than one level smaller.

But at the same time, Lane also knew from previous contacts that Phidias had a good personal relationship with Perikles, and even belonged to his staff group.

Such a person must be better informed than the general public and know what is going on.

"Phidias? Let me find out."

Kassandra's eyes lost sight when she heard Ryan's decision, and Icarus, who had been soaring in the sky, let out a cry.

Her vision was connected to the eagle's body.

In a short time, Icarus found his target in the dim sky.

Kassandra's distracted gaze refocused.

"He's in his studio right now."

Phidias' atelier needed a lot of fine marble materials, which were brought to Athens by sea, so his atelier was not far from the port of Piraeus.

"Then let's go find him."

Lan said dryly, as he ran towards the walls of the houses next to the street.

His breathing was adjusted, and his muscles and bones were so strong that he didn't even step on the wall to touch the eaves of the roof of the two-story house.

Then roll over.

He didn't want to go around the alley now, it would be a waste of time.

Although it was a joy to be able to reunite with Kassandra when she first arrived in Athens, Lane did not forget one thing -

Fauber is still in Athens!

(End of chapter)