Chapter 425 Petting the Catjpg

Chapter 426 Petting the Cat.jpg

"Big sister, are you okay?"

Realizing the crisis, Achilles, who had shaken off the Black Assassin, rushed to help, but unfortunately he was still a step too late. The failed Black Lancer disappeared into the forest, while the Red Archer, Atalanta, who he had been thinking about, was safe and sound. She just put away her bow, stepped forward, and supported the pale Shuoyue.

"Are you okay?"

Her beastly claws touched Shuoyue's black robe, and bounced back like an electric shock. After hesitating for a while, she still carefully protected the young man's body and prevented him from falling.

It was not because of shyness or any gender-related factors, but pure surprise and awe.

This black robe has the aura of the main god of Olympus... and it is the one in the underworld.

Although Atalanta was a famous Greek female hunter, she only had contact with the fourth generation of gods such as Artemis and Apollo. Great gods such as Zeus, Hades, and Poseidon never appeared in her life trajectory.

However, for some reason, she was turned into a lion by the angry Zeus, so she has always been afraid of the great gods.

Could this young man who she didn't know be the family of Lord Hades? But except for the cloak, he did not show the ability that a god's messenger should have...

Someone gently pushed away her support, and Atalanta came back to her senses and found that Shuoyue had stood up, and the injuries on her body healed rapidly, and even her face became ruddy again.

Shuoyue's durability parameter of up to A+ is not because he is tough and resistant to beating, but more reflected in the continuous recovery ability of the third method.

In Ta Miao's opinion, this ability that is almost the same as resurrection from the dead is very consistent with the characteristics of the main god Hades.

"Thank you, Red Archer." Shuoyue expressed his gratitude, and Atalanta shook his head slightly, looking into his eyes seriously.

"I should be the one to thank you, after all, you have helped me three times tonight..." At this point, Atalanta couldn't help but be stunned.

He caught her who was blown away by the sword energy, restrained Black Saber on the front battlefield, and blocked the attack of Black Lancer for her, even if he was seriously injured, he did not retreat a step.

It can be said that every time Shuoyue was injured, it involved Atalanta.

In the era when Atalanta lived, which man could do this?

The status of women in Greece was generally lower than that of men. Whether it was Io who was loved by Zeus but turned into a heifer and suffered the wrath of Hera; or Cassandra who was cursed for rejecting Apollo's love; or Iphigenia who was abandoned as a sacrifice by Agamemnon, they all showed how women had no autonomy in Greek social culture.

Even the famous Atalanta was abandoned by her father who favored boys over girls when she was born, and was thrown on the mountains of Arcadia, becoming an abandoned baby?

Atalanta had long distrusted men, but Shuoyue, the man who seemed to be Hades' messenger, used practical actions to make her realize how wrong her perception was.

Thinking of this, Tamiao couldn't help but look at the red Rider beside her, Achilles. With her experience, she could naturally see that this kid (Note: Tamiao and Achilles' father are contemporaries) admired her, but that was all.

If she and Achilles encountered the situation tonight, then this great hero would definitely be immersed in the pleasure of fighting with a powerful enemy, until the black Lancer took her life, and then he wiped away his tears belatedly, and made a scene on the black side to avenge her, right?

Atalanta did not mean to blame Achilles, because this is a common problem of heroes. They are always intoxicated with conquests and victories again and again, but forget that their relatives and wives are watching behind them. In the end, love is neglected, family affection is extinguished, and the desperate tragedy finally leaves heroes nowhere to escape.

Ironically, the more miserable the heroes' end is, the more people are enthusiastic and praise their fleeting lives.

——However, Atalanta is a natural princess. She does not have the glory and burden of heroes. For her with animalistic thinking, that kind of pride is just something to feed dogs.

She values ​​results more than face and dignity; she prefers to live freely than to die without guilt.

Because the men who are attracted to her are all of the same virtue, Atalanta, who is completely disappointed, swears to the moon god to be an eternal virgin.

It's just that the new moon, he seems to be different from other men.

"Ahem." Realizing that she had gone off track again, Ta Miao's pretty face blushed slightly, and she coughed lightly, and got back to the point, "Red Assassin, although I don't know your real name, I will repay you in the future."

In the future? Verb or noun?

Shuoyue was stunned. He naturally knew Atalanta's character. Facing Ta Miao's promise, he could even imagine the fresh prey piled up at the door of his room.

Aren't these the hunter's gifts?

The problem is that this kind of reward is useless unless Ta Miao packs himself up and sends him here (fog).

"Forget about the reward, we are originally from the same camp." Shuoyue's eyes fell on Atalanta, and suddenly he had an idea, "Speaking of which, I have always been interested in your body... No, to be precise, your ears and tail."

To be honest, after traveling here for so long, Shuoyue already missed the cat he had at home. As a cat owner, he worked hard and served the fat cat for so long, not expecting it to turn into a woman and repay his kindness one day?

It was a pity that he died before he could start a business, and Shuoyue always felt deeply regretful about this.

And it just so happened that a large cat girl was standing in front of him now.

"So, can I touch it?"

So, Shuoyue made a request that seemed presumptuous to most women, and Atalanta nodded in agreement after hesitating for a moment.

"It's just a symbol of some kind of curse or sequelae, not worth mentioning... just a little while."

As mentioned before, Ta Miao grew up in the forest and was not sensitive to matters between men and women. For her, doing this can also save her time hunting, so why not?

"Big sister, this...!" Shuoyue and Atalanta had no objection, but Achilles on the side was shocked by the strange conversation between the man and woman, but after being glanced at by Ta Miao, he stopped talking and walked aside to doubt his life.

"Well, let's start now." After driving away A Jiao, Atalanta turned back, his hands naturally dropped, and he closed his eyes calmly, waiting for Shuoyue's "hands".

And Shuoyue was not shy, holding the mentality of petting a cat and stretched out his claws, pressing on the head of the green-haired girl.

Obviously, the hair was not maintained, but was left to grow freely, but it felt unusually soft and cool. As Shuoyue's palm moved, the soft, slightly warm animal ears were put into the palm, just enough to be held in one hand.

Gently stroking, the familiar touch, the perfect height, made Shuoyue leave the battlefield all of a sudden, and dream back to the warm little home in a trance.

Every time I return to the rental house after work, the cat lying on the cat climbing frame is the best spiritual source for Shuoyue.

After all, no one can refuse a well-behaved and cute little cat, no one (shock)!

Memories are like tides, the young man narrowed his eyes slightly, and his movements are getting closer to the method of petting cats; and the tower cat that accepts the touch, from the initial discomfort, gradually narrowed his eyes, relaxed his body, and accepted the inexplicable comfort.

A low moan sounded, the girl's cheeks were slightly red, and her lazy expression with half-closed eyes looked like she was acting like a spoiled child.

After a short enjoyment, Shuoyue withdrew his hand as promised, and surprisingly, Atalanta subconsciously stepped on his feet and rubbed the palm of the young man, as if he was still unsatisfied and asked his master to continue.

The moment he opened his eyes, Atalanta was shocked himself, but Shuoyue seemed unaware, just smiled and said goodbye to her, then turned around and disappeared into the woods.

"Strange, Assassin won't go back to the church with us..."

Achilles noticed the movement and walked over, only to find Atalanta holding her animal ears, thinking.

"Uh, sister, what's wrong with you?"

Achilles looked at Atalanta, who had lost her hunter temperament and looked even a little cute, and twitched his mouth and couldn't help asking.

"No, it's okay." Ta Miao responded casually, his hands still couldn't let go of his animal ears, as if he was testing something, but finally let go.

No matter what I do, I don't feel relaxed like before... What's going on?

Atalanta recalled the fleeting satisfaction, and for a moment she was lost.