Chapter 171 I Choose, I Want Them All! (Completed with 6k a Day, Please Vote)

She was an elegant lady, with intellectual and harmonious features. Her long flaxen hair fell on her shoulders, and her white robe was loosely worn on her body, without deliberately highlighting her feminine beauty and plumpness. From a distance, the figure who was reading a book looked more like a scholar than a goddess.

"Aren't you in Olympus? How did you come to my temple?"

The calm voice echoed in the temple, and her deep and blue eyes swept across the daughters on the field, and her eyebrows slightly frowned.

"And why did even the breath change?"

Hearing this, the Muses breathed a sigh of relief.

Obviously, the mother goddess did not intend to exclude them.

After getting this definite answer, the Muses calmed down, mustered up their courage, and told their mother, the goddess of memory, Mnemosyne, about their experiences along the way.

After listening to the chattering of the daughters, even Mnemosyne, who was always in a peaceful state of mind, could not help but change her face slightly.

"Have you broken up with Apollo?"

"It's because he went too far!"

Erato waved his fist and accused indignantly, and the other Muses nodded in agreement.

Looking at this group of young and energetic daughters, the goddess of memory closed the book and asked expressionlessly.

"It seems that you are not afraid of Apollo's accountability?"

"No, not afraid..."

Hearing the unkind tone of their mother, the Muses gritted their teeth and answered.

"Then why did you come to me? According to the oath of the Styx, the Titans cannot easily interfere in the affairs of Olympus."

The goddess of memory spoke calmly, looked deeply at the daughters in the temple, and continued to ask.

"So, do you want me to find a satisfactory main god to serve you? Jealous Hera? Slippery Hermes? Angry Ares? Hephaestus who only knows how to forge iron? Or Athena who can't even protect herself?"

Obviously, Mnemosyne was not unaware of some things on Olympus, but she just didn't say it.

Under the expressionless question of her mother, the Muses were even more speechless.

How could they not know that compared with the other eleven main gods of Olympus, Apollo was already the best choice at the time.

In order to allow the god of light to take care of them more and not force them to do things they didn't want to do, mother Mnemosyne also gave Apollo the power of [Oracle] in the memory and language divinity.

But after so many years of peace and harmony, they finally messed things up because of a momentary impulse.

If I had known earlier...

"It's not their fault!"

Just as the hearts of the Muses were gradually overwhelmed by regret and confusion, with a sonorous response, Lorne stepped forward and spoke righteously.

"This matter is all because of me, so I am willing to take responsibility for it!"

Seeing the tall figure blocking in front of them and listening to the solemn promise, the Muses were extremely moved, and their hearts seemed to be melted and immersed in warmth.

Lord Dionysus, he really...

However, unlike the daughters who were confused, the goddess of memory looked at the young gods in front of her and sneered and shook her head.

"You? What can you do?"

"I can persuade Apollo to keep a secret..."

The meaningful groaning made Mnemosyne, who didn't care much at first, raise her eyebrows and become interested.

Seeing this, Lorne immediately struck while the iron was hot and told his strategy.

"Being abandoned by one's own subordinate god is not a glorious thing. Fortunately, only me, the nine Muses, and Apollo are aware of the situation. According to the character of the God of Light, he certainly does not want to expose his ugliness, not to mention that he was wrong first..."

The Muses nodded in agreement after hearing this.

And then, Loen spoke.

"In theory, as long as the Muses and I do not publicize this matter, no one will know it easily. By then, although the Muses have cut ties with Apollo, they are still the subordinate gods of the God of Light on the surface. The gods of Olympus who know nothing about this will not easily break the balance."

After listening to Loen's plan, the Muses suddenly felt enlightened, and the problem did not seem to be as serious as they imagined.

However, the goddess of memory behind the desk saw through the problem at a glance.

"Will Apollo agree?"

"Wrong direction, I am the one who is least affected in the whole incident. He is the one who wants to keep the secret, and keeping a secret always requires some price. If he doesn't want the fact that he was abandoned by the subordinate gods as the main god to be known to everyone, he should know what to do."

Lorne looked up and looked at the goddess of memory, smiled and said, and then added.

"Besides, I have always had a good relationship with Lady Artemis. I will ask the goddess of hunting to persuade my brother. After all, the competition among the gods is so fierce, and he has just offended many people. He should not want to make it difficult for his brother and sister in Olympus because of his loss of power, right?"

The goddess of memory listened carefully and thought about it carefully, and nodded slightly.

That's right. Under the coercion of a villain, keeping a secret together and pretending that nothing happened is a result that is beneficial to everyone.

But the problem is——"Aren't you afraid that he will hate you to the bone?"

Mnemosyne looked at the new god in front of her and asked faintly.

She knew the character of the Greek gods too well. Even if she could endure the anger for a while, they would never let it go behind their backs.

After such a scene, Apollo was forced to swallow his anger with blood.

Her daughters of the Muses could get themselves out of this, but the God of Light would hate the boy in front of him.

In response to the question from the goddess of memory, Loen straightened his chest and looked calm.

"If Apollo wants to hold him accountable, let him come to me."

Then, he turned his head and looked at the Muses behind him with a warm smile.

"Besides, I promised to take good care of them. This is my responsibility..."

- Lord Dionysus!

Hearing the solemn promise and seeing the responsibility of keeping his word, the emotional Muses had red eyes and wanted to throw themselves into the arms of this male god.

Even the indifferent goddess of memory looked at the male god in front of her with a little more gentleness.

However, Mnemosyne, who had experienced the Titan War, still retained a lot of rationality.

"Well, go ahead and do it. They will stay in my temple for now. I will send them to Olympus when things are settled." Then, the goddess of memory looked at Lorne in front of her with a mother-in-law's eyes, smiling, "By then, they may still need your care." Obviously, based on the reactions of several people, she also vaguely guessed some clues of things. "I will do my best!" Lorne made a solemn promise as usual. On the surface, he remained calm, but in his heart he secretly criticized the goddess of memory. She said beautiful words, but she is not a master who will not release the eagle until she sees the rabbit? To put it bluntly, this is just to agree to let me explore the way, to settle the matter for her Muse daughters, and to attract Apollo's hatred by the way. As for the future, we will talk about it later. At this moment, Lorne understood Mnemosyne's intention, but he was not panicked. He smiled and took out two books from the magic circle and put them on the table, smiling shyly. "Your Highness, this trip is quite urgent, so I didn't prepare any good gifts..."

As the goddess of memory, she is naturally close to books.

Before Lorne finished speaking, Mnemosyne subconsciously opened the old cover and read it with her eyes down.

Looking at the timeless and beautiful words and magnificent descriptions in the book, the beautiful eyes of the goddess of memory were shining, and she couldn't help but quickly turn the pages, immersed in the joy of reading.

However, not long after, this long-lost enjoyment came to an abrupt end.

Because both books have been turned to the end.

"What's next?" The goddess of memory looked at the large blank space at the back, like a thorn in her throat, and couldn't wait to ask.

"No more..." Lorne spread his hands, very innocent.

"No more?" The goddess of memory, who was neither up nor down, was inevitably a little crazy, and wanted to pull out the unscrupulous author who stopped updating and beat him up, "Who wrote it? Why didn't you finish it?!"

Lorne coughed dryly, pointed at himself and the muses around him, and smiled helplessly.

"Sorry, goddess, it may take some time for us to finish the manuscript."

"You guys?"

Hearing this unexpected answer, the goddess of memory looked at the half-finished [Theogony] and [Holy Word] in her hands in surprise.

Lorne nodded slightly, played the helpless role, and waited for the moment to make an offer.

If you want me to pull Apollo's hatred and solve your daughter's troubles, you should give me some actual rewards, right? Madam?

The cunning purple eyes flickered quietly, and the invisible gaze stayed on the goddess of memory for a moment, revealing a hint of deep meaning.

In Orpheus, the original body of Dionysus, Mnemosyne is one of the most important gods.

Because memory has a special and fundamental meaning for Orpheus believers. The memory here is obviously not the memory of ordinary trivial matters, but the memory of the true origin and living conditions of human beings. Remember that humans have a part of the Titans' earthly possessions, and this part hides the origin of humans' gods and their birth with cosmic significance - as the fragment of Potelia says:

"You must tell them: 'I am the son of the earth and the starry sky, and I am the offspring of gods. You all know this.'"

This memory is truly necessary and can save the dead.

Because, in Dionysus, humans were born from the ashes of Titans, born with divinity, and they do not need to work for the gods!

If you want to integrate this outrageous idea into the human soul and make it come true, you need to rely on the authority of the goddess of memory.

- Legend has it that Mnemosyne controls two holy springs.

One of the springs can keep the soul's eternal knowledge and memory, so that all the dead can live unyieldingly and die immortally!

So, whether it is the nine Muses who tampered with history or the goddess of memory who controls the holy spring.

- He chose to take it all!

At this moment, after a mental struggle, Mnemosyne finally made up her mind as she looked at the two manuscripts clenched in her hands.

"Well, you stay for a few days, I will forge the [Crown of Spiritual Thought] for you here!"

Although for safety reasons, the daughters cannot go out to take risks, it is not a problem to give this outstanding author a part of their respective Muse divinity and let him continue to complete these two masterpieces.

Hearing the promise of the goddess of memory, the wolf who entered the room continued to disguise himself as a harmless little white rabbit, showing a bright and sincere smile.

"Okay, listen to you!"

The Muses on the side were also filled with joy, their eyes flashing with excitement.

To forge the [Crown of Spiritual Thought], they need to use their divinity. Doesn't this mean that the mother has tacitly accepted the relationship between them and Lord Dionysus? Agreeing to them getting close to each other?

Analyzing this answer, the Muses immediately cheered and rushed forward, holding hands or pulling the corners of clothes, eagerly surrounding the [upright] and [noble] Dionysus, excitedly taking him to tour the entire Memory Temple, and chattering about the various collections in the temple along the way.

These dead girls...

Looking at the deserted main hall and the surroundings that have returned to being deserted, the goddess of memory shook her head, stretched out her hand to open the two volumes on the table, and read them again with interest.

A breeze passed through the hall, blowing one of the loose shoulder straps off the crystal skin, revealing the delicate collarbone and flawless white arms.