Pei Zi Yun sat on the woolen rug and drank the wine in his cup. He quietly listened to Kale describe the prophecy that Hermes had told him.
"Kale, on the whole, is not very strong, and should belong to the Nymphs.
"However, Nymphs (Nymph) have a wide range. Some are secondary goddesses in Greek mythology, while others are fairies. They do not age or get sick, but they will die.
"If my spiritual sense is not wrong, I do not feel the essence of a god. No wonder Odysseus was able to threaten it with a sword.
"But unless I am forced to, I do not want to use force. After all, Odysseus has the strong protection and support of Athena, and I do not."
I am the Prince of Troy, Paris. I am not the Odysseus that you speak of. I was blown here by the tornado, and fate has brought me to your palace. Because of this, I am immune to your magic potion. "Paris was the Prince of Troy, and not the Odysseus that you are talking about.
After saying this, Pei Zi Yun paused for a moment, then added, "But I hope to receive your warm hospitality."
"Which god told you this secret?"
As soon as Pei Zi Yun's voice fell, Kale asked impatiently, "However, just this alone is not enough to protect your safety. You are a mortal, and I am the daughter of the great Sun God Helius and the Sea God's daughter, Pelsette."
Kale said with a tone of contempt, obviously not interested in Pei Zi Yun's words. She was the child of the Sun God Helius and the Sea God's daughter, Perseus. She was the sister of King Aeetes, and the aunt of Medea.
All of these gave her reason to look down on Pei Zi Yun's identity as the Prince of Troy, and she was also a great witch herself.
Pei Zi Yun heard Kale's words and laughed, "Kale, great witch, this is not the way to treat a guest."
As he said this, his hand touched the hilt of his sword. If Kale made a move, he might have to fight her. But if that happened, he and Kale would no longer have any room to turn back.
Kale glanced at it and noticed the sword. He did not seem to want to shed all pretense of cordiality. He heard her say, "However, there has been a sudden appearance of a sea monster on the island of Ej recently. It has attacked many ships, causing the number of ships on my island to dwindle."
"My pets have also decreased. You are a prince, a hero. I hope you can kill the sea monster, so you can gain my friendship."
Kale was a realist. Since the magic potion did not work on Pei Zi Yun, she wanted Pei Zi Yun to work for her to gain her friendship.
"What you say is reasonable, Miss Kale." Pei Zi Yun stood up and bowed to Ka Er Ke. He then said, "Esteemed witch, I need a boat to kill these sea monsters. But my boat is now damaged, and I don't have much food and water left. Only my gold and bronze have not been thrown away."
"I offer you these gifts in return for your hospitality, and at the same time ask you to permit me to cut down trees on your island, and repair the ship."
The smile on Ka Er Ke's face was obviously a little wider than before. Everyone liked a generous customer like Pei Zi Yun, and the gift was exactly what she wanted.
He heard her say, "I can promise you all that you and your friends will be treated peacefully. After the mission is completed, I will send you back and give you a suitable sea map so that you won't get lost on the sea."
"Thank you very much, Miss Kale." As Pei Zi Yun spoke, he gulped down another cup of wine and sighed deeply. He thought to himself, 'I wonder how the fleet is doing?'
Troy Palace
News of Pei Zi Yun's accident had been sent back to the palace and the two mansions.
At this moment, King Priam was listening to the report of the centurion of the fleet, while Onone and Helen rushed from their mansions to the palace. After entering, King Priam nodded and said, "My dear daughters, please take a seat. The centurion is about to tell you the news."
"Respected King Priam, ladies, I am very sorry to inform you that Prince Paris's ship was attacked by a tornado. Of the entire fleet, only his ship was attacked," the centurion said.
"What about the other ships?" Priam asked with a gloomy face.
"The other ships regrouped after the tornado. One of them sank, but fortunately, there were no casualties."
"This time, the appearance of the tornado was very strange. It suddenly appeared directly above the ship that Prince Paris was on. At that time, there was no warning at all, so no one had time to prepare."
"So, it seems that the tornado is targeting one of Paris's ships?" Priam asked.
"I am afraid so," the centurion replied.
"Alright, I understand. You can go now." Priam waved his hand and said.
Onone and Helen, who had just arrived, were pale. When they heard that Paris's ship was in trouble, their hearts felt heavy, as if a heavy stone was weighing down on them.
Seeing their expressions, Priam comforted them. "My daughters, don't worry. I have already sent a priest to Apollo to ask for an oracle. It will tell you where Paris is.
After all, Paris is still very favored by Apollo. I believe that he will return with glory and gold, just like before. "
Onone nodded and was lost in thought. "My father, respected king, I will pray to God and ask for his safe return."
"As for gold and glory, to be honest, I miss the days on Mount Aida more. Back then, Paris was still herding goats. The food was simple, but we lived happily."
At this point, Onone sighed. Helen was also in a bad mood, and the atmosphere became awkward. But then, footsteps could be heard from outside.
At this time, the priest who had gone to the temple of Apollo returned. "Your Majesty, Prince Paris is not in trouble yet, but it may take a long time for him to return."
"Did Apollo tell you where Paris is?" Priam asked.
"No, the god only told me that Paris is not in trouble and that it will take a long time for him to return to Troy. He did not say anything else."
Hearing this, Onone and Helen were a little relieved. As long as he was alive, he would return sooner or later.
Priam continued to comfort them. "Don't worry, Paris will come back."
"If you need anything, you can talk to the Queen, or you can talk to me directly."
This was something that Priam could do. They all hoped that Paris would return as soon as possible.
"Thank you for your concern, Father." The two said at the same time. After confirming that Paris was safe, they said goodbye to Priam and went back to the mansion.
When Paris was here, he could give Onone and Helen shelter. Without Paris, they needed to learn to live strong.
In the palace, Priam watched as Onone and Helen gradually disappeared into the distance. His face was so gloomy that it could drip water. According to the centurion's description, the tornado was only aimed at him. It was obviously the god who had taken action.
Could it be that the god saw that Paris was too outstanding and wanted to banish him?
Could it be that the god is still not willing to care for the great Troy? Priam thought in grief and indignation. At this time, footsteps could be heard again. A servant reported, "Your Majesty, a fleet has just arrived at the port. It is Prince Herthor's fleet. He has returned victorious."
"The prince is rushing over immediately."
"Quick, let him come." After losing Paris, Priam relied on Hector even more. So when Hector returned to the palace, he saw Priam greeting him from afar on the steps.
Hector walked over with a happy expression and reported, "Father, we did not fail in our mission this time. We saved Missia in time and forced the Greeks to retreat."
Perhaps because Herthor was too happy, or perhaps because of his rough personality, he did not notice that there was something wrong with Priam's expression.
He asked, "Father, what happened to Paris and Aeneas?"
"Aeneas went to rescue Lynesus and has not returned. Paris disappeared on the way back from rescuing Corona."
Hector was shocked. Only then did he notice that there was something wrong with Priam's expression. He asked, "Father, who is it? Who could hurt Paris?"
Hector knew that his brother was amazing. He could arrange everything in an orderly manner and was not weak. It was unbelievable that someone had the ability to make him disappear.
"When Paris came back, he was attacked by a tornado, and the tornado only targeted Paris," Priam said, a little numb.
Hector's heart trembled when he heard this. He was not a fool. He immediately understood the meaning of Priam's words and fell silent.
Some things could not be said openly, especially when discussing gods or gods. Gods could easily find out. Once targeted, one could imagine the consequences.
Because they claimed to be more beautiful than goddesses and more talented than male gods, they were either dead or turned into animals.
Hearing Priam's words, Hector could only ask, "Father, do you know where Paris is?"
"Just now, the priest went to the Temple of Apollo to make a sacrifice. The answer Apollo gave was that Paris was not in trouble, but it would be a long time before he could return to Troy."
"He's been banished," Hector muttered.
"Yeah, he's been banished. Hector, Troy will depend on you from now on," Priam said, a little dispirited.
"Don't worry, Father. I will protect Troy with my life," Hector said loudly.
In history, Hector did indeed pledge his life to protect Troy. Until his death, Troy did not fall. However, once he died, Troy no longer had a powerful hero, and soon fell.
"Father, what are the casualties of Paris's fleet?" Hector asked.
"I'm not sure what happened to Paris's ship. Other than one sinking, there were no casualties. Even the gifts were brought back," Priam said.
"That's good. Although Paris is not here for now, we just need to gather more allies to fight against the Greeks."
"Father, especially after I saved Misia this time, I am even more certain of this idea." After saying this, both of them fell into silence.
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