The Greece Antagonist-Chapter 796 - 11 Difficult Dog Training

Chapter 796: Chapter 11 Difficult Dog Training Chapter 796: Chapter 11 Difficult Dog Training Midgard, Heather Island.

A pool of emerald green water rippled with the wind, and the bright sunlight showered upon the lonely island, bringing with it a lazy warmth.

Luo En leaned back on a flat stone under the shade of a tree, leisurely holding a rod, fishing.

“Splash!”

Accompanied by the crisp sound of water, a plump river fish was flung onto the bank, flopping continuously on a patch of green grass.

“Why fish again? I feel like vomiting at the mere smell of fishy odors these days.”

Heluo broke off a branch, squatted on the ground, and fiddled with the vigorously vital fish, her brown wolf ears flopped down listlessly, cradling her distorted cheek in one hand, a face full of reluctance.

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“It’s because you went on a drinking spree with my wine, then threw a tantrum, spoiling all the food we had stored up,” Luo En snorted coldly during his rebuke, then glanced sidelong at the unfilial daughter behind him, “Didn’t I tell you to be confined in the temple? How come you’ve run out again?”

Hearing that unfriendly tone, Heluo felt her buttocks ache and quickly huddled up to the feeder’s neck, responding affectionately:

“Isn’t it because I missed you?”

Luo En expressionlessly pulled out the withered branch that transformed from the Magic Sword Leavateinn from the Magic Circle Diagram and looked gloomily at Heluo behind him:

“I’m giving you a chance to rephrase that.”

Under the threat of family discipline, Heluo’s small frame shivered, and she resignedly admitted with a sheepish smile:

“Dad, confinement is torture to a wolf; being in that tiny room is just like being in jail! Can’t we switch to another form of punishment?”

“What do you have in mind?”

“Let me help out in the fields?”

Heluo looked back: a light breeze blew over the stubble in the fields, creating ripples of golden waves, a sight too beautiful to describe. The lingering scent of wheat in her nostrils was particularly refreshing.

Compared to being locked up in the small, dark room of the temple, she naturally preferred lying in the field, basking in the afternoon sun, and sniffing the fragrance of grains and plants.

After all, with her noble identity, those mortals wouldn’t truly expect her to toil in the fields.

When she got bored, she could suddenly spring out to scare the humans walking by and the rabbits in the wild, and when tired, jump into the lake for a bath. Now, that was life.

As beautiful fantasies filled her mind, Heluo’s pupils danced with wolfish cunning, and her tail began to wag uncontrollably.

However, a disdainful snort soon followed:

“Don’t flatter yourself! At this time, the work in the fields is almost done. Why should I let you out? To enjoy yourself? Don’t think I don’t know you’re looking for excuses to frolic around!”

Her beautiful fantasies shattered by the harsh reality, Heluo’s head drooped instantly, looking pitiful.

But Luo En, well aware of his unfilial daughter’s nature, remained unmoved:

“Go back to the temple right now, stay there, and don’t come out for less than three months!”

The God-devouring Wolf Fenrir was by no means an innocent little flower as she seemed on the surface, harmless and pure; instead, she housed a wolf’s defiant and cunning nature, the sort who’d be up to mischief if not strictly disciplined for three days straight. If not kept tightly in check, who knows what sort of trouble she might cause.

And precisely because of this, Luo En, her father and feeder, had been cultivating Heluo through various means, refining her temperament.

Besides serving as a place for confinement, the temple was also where the power of faith was most concentrated.

The ongoing Harvest Festivals by humans in various places often encompassed the vision of a wonderful life. This power could not only accelerate Heluo’s growth but also gradually cleanse her of the Demon Wolf’s ferocity and further embrace the Wise Wolf’s divinity. If successful, the future Heluo might indeed integrate the folklore of Germany and other places, becoming another form of a deity of fertility and life.

One could say, for his unfilial daughter’s sake, the old father Luo En had spared no effort behind the scenes.

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And upon hearing her old father’s command, although Heluo was full of reluctance, she obediently turned her head and returned to the temple.

Hmm, still quite obedient.

Luo En nodded in satisfaction, looking at the bobber being pulled down in the lake, his mood became even more pleasant, and he shook his wrist, ready to reel in a newly hooked catch.

“Bang!”

However, with a loud noise, a high jet of water splashed from the lake. A small figure rushed into the lake, each hand lifting a lively fish from beneath the water, triumphantly holding them over her head.

“Dad, let me catch fish for you! I can catch plenty!”

At that moment on the shore, Luo En, drenched by the lake as if he were a drowned rat, pushed aside the seaweed on his head, then picked up the broken fishing rod from the ground, his smile gradually contorting:

“Very well, very well, you don’t need to go anywhere today…”

Hearing that gentle tone, Heluo in the lake tensely perked up her ears and hurriedly dropped the fish in her hands, clutching her bottom as she dashed towards the opposite shore.

“Stop right there, see if I don’t thrash you to death!”

The Luo En on the shore sneered darkly, ready to give his unfilial daughter another “bamboo shoot stir-fried pork” lesson, when thunder and lightning began to churn in the sky. A golden meteor pierced through the rainbow membrane at the edge of Asgard, shooting into the misty Valhalla, erupting with violent roars and an authoritative bellow:

“Intruders, if you seek battle, then battle you shall have!”

As a Divine Armament forged with the World Tree, Gungnir, also known as the Great Divine Declaration, at its descent, Odin’s voice, bestowed upon it, was transmitted to every corner of the Nine Great Kingdoms through the roots of the World Tree.

At that very moment, having heard this echo, Luo En turned around and gazed solemnly at the falling streak of rainbow light from the sky.