Chapter 475 475. Malaca!
Lan En sighed helplessly at the little girl's expectant gaze.
Forber saw the fissure where the celestial spheres met when he walked over, which should have been avoided.
But the little girl connected this scene with the mythical story, which is equivalent to confusing the existence of the rift in the endless legend.
Confusion is sometimes a more effective means than hiding.
This saves Lan En trouble.
"Okay, Phoebe. We'll talk about the eagles and the gods later. Can you help me find a place where I can dry my clothes? Anywhere will do."
"Of course, come with me."
The little girl jumped and turned around to take the lead. It seemed that her encounter with Lan En gave her a sense of joy that she was living in a legendary story.
Did she really think of me as an Olympus god?
Lan En took off the only inner lining on his upper body and followed Fu Bai with the slipper in his hand.
The sunshine on this island is abundant and warm. Although the land quality cannot support a lot of food, it is enough for the growth of wild flowers, grasses, some shrubs and olive trees.
White sand beach, blue ocean Lan En finally understood where his impression of this scenery came from.
Aegean Sea.
The oceanic islands that gave birth to Greek civilization.
From the perspective of Phoebe's belief concept, this is not an era when the Greek gods were alienated into the Roman gods, nor is it an era when the view of gods was later denounced as heretical by the view of monotheism.
This is the era of worshiping the Olympus gods.
But the only thing that makes Lan En feel uncertain is. Will this be a simple ancient world without strange powers?
He has experienced many journeys to other worlds, and has seen historical context that is similar to his home world.
The ‘gods’ mentioned by Forbes, do they really exist, or are they just like the myths and stories of the ordinary world, derived from the awe of nature when human civilization was still small?
Lan wasn't sure, but he decided to play it safe.
Fubai, who was walking in front, accidentally turned back and looked to see if Lan En was following.
But when she looked back and saw Lan En, who was shirtless, his unusually tall body was covered with a layer of strong muscles like armor, with sharp edges and beauty.
The skin is so delicate that it almost reflects the sun!
The little girl opened her mouth unconsciously.
"If you still don't look back," Lan En suddenly reminded him in a calm tone. "Take two more steps with your head tilted, and you will fall."
"Huh? What? Uh-huh!"
Fubai asked in confusion, and then her heels I tripped over a branch and fell to my knees.
Thanks to the soft geology of Kefalonia Island, there were no gravel rocks on the road, so Fubai just patted the dust on his body and stood up.
It can be seen that this little girl has endured hardships and is not pretentious at all.
"Seriously, Lan En. If you want to hide your identity, then you have to at least put on your clothes."
Fubo said while rubbing his sore buttocks and looking up beside Lan En. .
"Even the stone carvings from Athens are not as beautiful as your body!"
The demon hunter remained silent, the genetic seeds of the Emperor's Children were naturally It will make the implanted person more beautiful. This is a genetic change trend, and he has no ability to cover it up.
So the young witcher could only endure the discomfort of wet clothes and put on the lining again.
But it didn't seem to work. Those beautiful muscles were wrapped in a soaked silk shirt. It seemed that at least the little girl Fubai couldn't move her eyes away again.
Lan En's big hand fell from the sky, grabbed the ball bun on the head of the little girl's head, and then straightened it so that she faced the road ahead.
"Look at the road carefully, do you want to fall again?"
"Okay, Lan En!" The witcher's care seemed to make Fubo a little happy, and she responded happily .
"But you really can't say who you are? You've come down from Mount Olympus in this kind of clothes, so you should look a little more like it."
The natural drape of silk , as well as silky senses, in Greece at this time, including Rome in the future, it was an out-and-out killer.
So even though Fubai is a young girl, she can feel how outrageous the value of Lan En's lining is in the Aegean Sea.
“Zeus plays the role of a shepherd in the story, and he always wears a broken straw hat!”
The little girl said with confidence, as if she had seen the king of gods play the role with her own eyes. Like a shepherd.
"I guess you must be very popular on Mount Olympus. Which god are you a child of? Are you a demigod born from them and humans? Just like Hercules!"
Fu Cypress speculated excitedly while walking among the lichen and bushes.
"Oh! You are not a child of Zeus, are you? You came down from Mount Olympus because you were afraid of being murdered by Hera out of jealousy? Is that so!"
"Haha."
Lan En echoed with a smile without emotion, and at the same time pressed his forehead with his hand.
"Fu Bai, I think you have the talent to write scripts. This story sounds interesting."
"Oh, okay." Fu Bai's originally excited voice dropped again. "You are laughing at me, I can still hear it."
"No, this is not mocking. This is to tell you not to put too much energy into the mysterious things. Those illusory things The legend will make you confused."
As he spoke, Lan En took out a piece of bread from the alchemical leather bag on his waist and handed it to the little girl.
"Want to eat? It seems you haven't eaten for a long time, right? Wait. Damn it, my bag just got water in the sea."
The dry bread Lan En took out now had traces of moisture.
He stuffed his armor into the seawater, and in the process, seawater also entered the pocket.
But fortunately, judging from the dryness and wetness of the bread, not much went in.
Fu Bai happily took the bread and ate it without any care.
"Don't throw it away! This is bread! It's okay if it touches some sea water. Just treat it as salt. Just drink more fresh water in a while. Have you given me the whole piece?"
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What Lan En gave to Furbo was the kind of firm, thick and big bread sticks. After Lan En nodded, the little girl hugged it directly.
"Thank you, Lan En. Ha, we are almost there. Don't worry, although you have just come down from Mount Olympus, you are not alone."
Lan En listened attentively. Raising an eyebrow, what does this mean? Are there really people here from Mount Olympus?
But before the witcher could ask the little girl questions, there was a sudden noise at the end of the path.
The sound of metal hitting each other is all too familiar to the witcher.
During this period, there was also the sound of metal hitting flesh and metal cutting flesh.
The screams of the two men spread far away.
Then the noise stopped.
There was only one female voice that was full of energy, but seemed to be holding her nose and cursed angrily——
“Maraka!”
Lan En didn't understand what the words were, but humans were obviously creatures that could tell what a curse word was from the tone of voice.
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