The owl held a thin thread in its mouth, flapped its wings vigorously, and flew away.
At this ti, Xue Dili did not know that he had been targeted by a main god, but even if he knew, it wouldn’t matter.
His enemy was originally only Zeus; perhaps there might be a few among the gods of Olympus who could beco his companions in killing Zeus.
But it’s too slow!
The arrogance of the gods is ingrained in their bones, and he was unwilling to slowly win the favor of so of the gods. Even though they might tolerate mortal heroes, they always remain aloof. It might take years or even decades to gain the favor of a god to help him challenge Zeus.
Furthermore, he might have to resort to seduction, considering that this is the open Ancient Greece, where almost everyone (or god) is bisexual.
Though the Great Sage’s knowledge and abilities surpassed the old Undead’s by far, the Great Sage’s major shortcoming was that he couldn’t provide Xue Dili with substantial combat power directly.
Xue Dili could only rely on the knowledge and intelligence provided by the Great Sage.
In comparison, the old Undead seed like a reliable fighter, while the Great Sage was more of a logistical support managing the overall situation.
So lacking a trump card, he could only proceed cautiously; he didn’t want to be beaten to his knees by a Greek god and dragged to the Divine Hall...
While Xue Dili was pondering along the way, Hector had already led him to the Royal Palace.
At this mont, the palace was extrely lively, filled with wine and delicacies. Hector had dozens of siblings, so of whom would gain fa in later generations. But in this era, they had neither stories nor rits, so they couldn’t even be considered heroes.
Because it was a family gathering, the princesses of Troy also attended the banquet.
The king in the main seat signaled Hector, but Hector shook his head, feeling that any probing and suspicion were an insult to this selfless hero.
Seeing Hector’s attitude, the king instantly beca enthusiastic. He greatly trusted his eldest son, believing that Troy had obtained the greatest treasure, and he might even beco the strongest hero in all of Greece.
For the hero recognized by his eldest son, the king imdiately ordered his daughters to serve wine and delicacies to the so-called "rciful hero."
Such a thing might seem absurd in the history of other countries, but in Greece, it’s quite common.
Yes, although it seems shocking by modern standards, in the Ancient Greek context where the little mind controls the big decisions, it makes sense.
So at this mont, Xue Dili also noticed sothing was wrong.
The King of Troy invited him to an eagle party, even including the sisters Crisis and Briseis, who were later reputed to be as beautiful as Helen?
Yes or no?
Xue Dili imdiately chose no, retreating behind Hector.
He certainly didn’t want to walk away with his head covered in a green hat in the future; after all, it’s Ancient Greece, those who know, know...
Moreover, the purpose of his visit here was indeed for a princess of Troy, but not for an eagle party.
Seeing Xue Dili’s half-step retreating action, the once eager princesses suddenly felt dimd, as this was the hero’s rejection of them.
However, Xue Dili didn’t notice these princesses who seed about to cry. He looked towards the girl who hadn’t approached him earlier, who was quietly curling up in a corner.
She was also a princess of Troy, but unlike her sisters, she lived her whole life in the tragedy of suspicion.
She was known in Greek mythology alongside "the Betraying Witch—dea," as the other witch, the Trojan princess referred to as the "Prophetic Witch," Cassandra.
She was cursed by the Divine Serpent, possessing the ability to see through fate and the future, but at the cost of every Greek distrusting her words.
Therefore, even when she foresaw the future of the Trojan War, no one believed a word she said; rather, they thought she was a jinx and imprisoned her.
Even her siblings, even her parents, no one believed her; they all saw her as a lying harlot, the price of acquiring the prophetic ability.
But at this mont, Xue Dili ignored those glamorous princesses and walked toward this unassuming witch, gently asking the approximately 13-year-old girl, "Did you see it? My fate."
Originally like a Cinderella in the banquet, Cassandra raised her head, her once cute face looking at this "rciful hero" before her.
"Will... will you believe ?" she almost exclaid these words with excitent, as, since childhood, she was accustod to no one ever believing anything she said.
Compared to the other princesses with their curvy figures, she was skinny like a farr’s child, her body flat, even her biological parents disliked her for being "full of lies."
Yet at this mont, for the first ti, she felt the joy of being believed filling her heart. Cassandra prepared to use her prophecy, determined not to disappoint this hero, determined to provide the most perfect prophecy.
"rciful hero, my daughter is indeed quite unruly; she is a child fond of lying. The one truly suitable for you is the one beautiful as elves, both in appearance and heart, Crisis and Briseis," the king began to feel things veering off track.
Though he indeed had thoughts of using his daughters as commodities to attract heroes, it definitely did not include this "full of lies" daughter.
"Shh!" Xue Dili gestured for the king to quiet down.
And the king could only turn his head to look at Hector at this mont. A group of princes also turned to their big brother.
Seeing Hector remain silent, the atmosphere beca extrely odd, with everyone looking at Xue Dili crouching in front of the little girl.
Xue Dili ignored those gazes, whether malicious or dissatisfied, and said to Cassandra: "I will believe, so did you see it?"
"I... I can absolutely see it," Cassandra unleashed her prophecy on Xue Dili, but in the next mont, she was utterly frozen.
Gazing like a sculpture, in countless people’s stares, tears poured from the corners of her eyes. She seed to cover her mouth desperately, but she couldn’t control the tears, like rolling waves, trickling down her cheeks onto the ground.
"We succeeded, right?" Xue Dili smiled like a breeze and said, "In that future..."
But to Cassandra, why is this hero still smiling; even knowing the future he must face, how can he still smile...
She covered her mouth, unable to speak, for if spoken, the gods would know, all efforts of the hero before her would beco futile, sothing she absolutely, absolutely wouldn’t allow!
She held her mouth desperately, with tears flowing, rely nodding slightly.
...
[I see, so this is how her prophecy ability works?] The Great Sage sent a ssage through the panel.
[Possessing the ability to "observe history" yet without trust from any human or god, is that the principle of this world’s abilities?]
[Child, I’ve completed the analysis on my side.]
[I’ll attempt to add a prophetic module for you.]
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