HPDBC Chapter 777: 281 Witness
Chapter 777: 281 Witness
Chapter 777: Chapter 281 Witness
Swish-swish—
In the City of Eryxis, not far from The Temple, a tall young man stood up, paced a few steps, then sat back down in his place.
The small room had been temporarily converted into a prison, and the chains on his hands clinked as he moved.
The young man noticed that his every move was being watched closely by the soldiers around him.
Their gazes were cautious, and also filled with dread.
It was as though they weren’t facing a young man, but a ferocious beast unleashed by a flood.
...
“...I should have been more careful, otherwise I wouldn’t have gotten into this kind of trouble.”
He sighed internally, feeling a bit regretful.
But in truth, he knew he wasn’t adept at concealing his movements.
And more confusing to him, than being caught, was the purpose of his journey.
Where had the Goddess of Agriculture gone? What happened to her promise of not giving up her sacred land in the Mortal Realm, her decision to stay in Eryxis?
And then there were the ‘arrogant and presumptuous Athenians’— Heracles had thought he would witness them assaulting the Deity’s sanctuary.
Yet, perhaps because the Goddess of Agriculture herself had abandoned this place, not only had Athens’ army done nothing to The Temple, but they also joined in the efforts to put out the fire.
The Demon Fire, infused with the essence of the Abyss, was hard to extinguish, but it had been easily dealt with in the presence of these Athenians.
Thus, for a moment, Heracles, who had just received a significant blow in his life, felt lost.
According to the guidance he had received, he had committed a crime that was unforgivable.
Therefore, he needed to demonstrate his Extraordinary Power and Wisdom to the Gods; preventing the Athenians from attacking the Goddess of Agriculture’s Temple was one of the tasks.
Whether through words or force, as long as he could convince the Athenian army to spare The Temple and not attempt to imprison the Goddess of Agriculture, that would be considered a successful completion of the mission.
But now, it seemed like he had succeeded without needing to do anything.
After all, from beginning to end, the Athenians didn’t seem to show any interest in a temple without a Deity.@@@@
An officer, who appeared to have some rank, gave Heracles a once over, then motioned with his hand.
“You are Heracles?”
“I am.”
Nodding in response, Heracles scrutinized this seemingly slightly stronger, yet still fragile officer.
“Since it’s you, come with us. Someone wants to see you.”
“To save the Goddess... you really thought that one up.”
Slightly disdainful, but the officer tried not to show it.
He ordered the locks on Heracles to be opened and then signaled for him to follow and leave.
As for the possibility of the prisoner resisting after being unchained... what a joke.
Impossible, even those world-renowned Heroes wouldn’t be able to move freely amidst a national conflict and a large army.
Yes, absolutely impossible.
Feeling confident in his judgment, and having confirmed there was no mistake in the person, the officer turned and led the way.
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Step—
Step-step—
Within the empty Temple, footsteps approached from afar.
Laine stood not far from a fallen statue, the aftermath of the previous battle, admiring the exquisite frescoes on the dome of The Temple.
There was no denying that the presence of Extraordinary Power had advanced the art of this era considerably.
Especially this kind of bas-relief architecture, which was far superior in skill to anything else from the same period.
The entire fresco was exquisite and dignified, depicting the history of the Church of Agriculture.
All those pivotal figures in the development of the church were there, their last traces left in the Mortal Realm.