The Greece Antagonist-Chapter 735 - 141 When Allies Face Difficulties, Remain Unmoved lik

Chapter 735: Chapter 141: When Allies Face Difficulties, Remain Unmoved like a Mountain (6.6k)_3 Chapter 735: Chapter 141: When Allies Face Difficulties, Remain Unmoved like a Mountain (6.6k)_3 Cassandra was not unwilling to bring good news; she just wished her prophecies could help people avoid disasters and make everyone happy.

At this moment, Cassandra fell silent for a moment, gazing at her brother Hector and slowly expressed her purpose:

“I just performed a divination for you…”

“The result is not very good?”

“Indeed, if this war breaks out, you will die because of it, and the kingdom will surely fall.”

“I see. I understand.”

Upon hearing the prophecy, Hector nodded, his smile unchanged.

Cassandra bit her lip and continued to add:

“If you want to avoid it, you’d better hand over Paris and the queen from Mycenae.”

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“As an elder brother, I cannot do that.”

Hector shook his head, seriously advising.

“Moreover, as his sister, you shouldn’t think so, and besides, it was you who led him back to Troy.”

Once, their mother Hecuba, when pregnant with her brother Paris, dreamt of Troy engulfed in flames. Their father Priam sought the interpretation of priests from the Temple of Apollo, who predicted that Paris would lead to the downfall of Troy. Thus, the father abandoned the newborn Paris on Mount Ida, but a passing shepherd raised him to adulthood.

Over time, instead of encountering disaster, Troy flourished even more. Father thought he had been deceived and deeply regretted abandoning his child, gradually nurturing the desire to bring his son Paris back.

Coincidentally, at that time, one of Paris’s beloved cows was taken away as a prize for a funeral competition. He participated in the contest to win his cow back, achieving victory in everything and even defeating his own siblings.

Therefore, when an infuriated brother attacked the lowly Paris, Paris fled for his life to the altar of Zeus. Cassandra, foreseeing the potential tragedy of fratricide, declared through prophecy that Paris was her brother.

Father Priam also recognized Paris through the leftover artifacts and welcomed him back to the royal palace, showering him with affection.

Thus, Paris owed his current glory and riches to his sister Cassandra’s prophecy.

Cassandra glanced back at the Great Temple, biting her cherry lips hard:

“But I also said he would kill you all…”

Humans often have a common malady.

They like to believe what they want to believe while ignoring the ill omens that are detrimental to themselves.

As Paris grew up, she kept warning her father, but instead of making him repent, it only added to his resentment toward her and his indulgence towards Paris.

In the end, this uncontrolled coddling led Paris to make a grave mistake and brought a catastrophic disaster upon Troy.

Feeling that overwhelming heavenly destiny that could not be defied, Cassandra grew a strong sense of defeat inside her.

Perhaps she should not have been softhearted from the beginning.

Seemingly understanding his sister’s regret and self-blame, Hector patted her shoulder and said with a faint smile:

“This is not your fault. Each of us must take responsibility for our choices. Our father does, and so do I…”

“And what if the answer to that choice is death?” Cassandra retorted.

“Then let me fight for Troy until the very last moment!”

Hector tightened his grip on the long spear in his hand, looking out toward the smoke-filled landscape beyond the city.

“I may not like war, but that doesn’t mean I won’t fight back.”

Then, Hector paused and swept his gaze over the towering Great Temple, earnestly advising his sister:

“Also, don’t harbor too much resentment towards Paris and the others, everything is merely a game to the gods. Whether it’s them, you, or I, we might all just be pawns caught in the play of fate.”

Actually, from the moment Paris abducted the Queen of Mycenae onto the ship, Hector, who had been on the joint mission to Mycenae, felt a mysterious force pushing Troy toward its predestined path.

And just now, the sudden brightening of the Sacred Flame on the altar had undoubtedly confirmed this.

The gods had been absent for two hundred years; Troy’s Guardian God was not that statue, but the Light God Apollo.

“Let me join you. I will pray continuously to the Pantheon of Gods, to see them end this farce!”

Cassandra, biting her cherry lips, answered earnestly.

Obviously, she had glimpsed some clues.

However, as an enchanter branded with an ill reputation, as a priest who had lost the gods’ favor, her words were hardly listened to, let alone cared for.

To reassure his sister, Hector, resigned, nodded in agreement and ordered his guards to bring a suit of women’s armor, then led Cassandra up to Troy’s city walls.

At this very moment, the Greek fleet at sea was already gradually coming ashore.

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Mages, priests, and spellcasters from various city-states responded in turn:

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“Ground bridging complete!”

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“Essence Fluid Cannon array started, firing realm safe!”

In a chorus of shouts, Magic Circles flashed one after another around the ships, and the Bronze Spirit Liquid Cannons, engraved with intricate runes, creaked into alignment. The cross halos above, used to determine the firing realm, were also activated one by one.