The Greece Antagonist

Chapter 164 Good Words Can't Persuade a Dead Ghost

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In the dimly lit cave, a somber youth named "Asclepius" put down the medical book in his hand and gazed deeply at the old man with gray-white eyes, his brow furrowed.

"Are you truly blind?"

"In a world where black and white are indistinguishable, we are all blind. What you see may not be farther-reaching than what I see."

The old man, or perhaps the blind poet Homer, disguised as some God of Wine, murmured meaningfully, then lifted his head toward the silver-haired youth, changing the topic abruptly.

"So, take my advice, it's better not to go to Cyprus."

Asclepius picked up the invitation on the table adorned with rose patterns, glanced at the signature of Adonis, the Prince of Cyprus, and spoke indifferently.

"I trust my patients; they would not harm me."

"But he'll bring you no small trouble."

Luo En tapped his cane forward, earnestly advising, his gray-white eyes looking at the somber youth before him, showing a hint of pure goodwill.

Asclepius, the son of the God of Light, Apollo, and a mortal princess, was the future Medicine God.

The Centaur Chiron, outside the cave, was his mentor, teaching him medicine and hunting.

As the child grew up, his talent in medicine had already surpassed his teacher's, and he began to emerge from Mount Pelion, practicing medicine in various city-states and making quite a name for himself.

This attracted many patients suffering from strange illnesses, inviting him to treat them.

Adonis, who sent the invitation, was one of them.

After numerous earnest invitations from his patients, this future Medicine God, having dealt with several cases, returned to his dwelling on Mount Pelion to prepare medicine and pack his bags for a journey to Cyprus Island.

However, unlike the future Medicine God, who was devoted solely to healing and oblivious to other concerns, Luo En was well aware of the concealed ailment of the Prince of Cyprus and the trouble it entangled.

Because of an attack by a Wild Boar transformed by Ares years ago, the Prince of Cyprus had since developed some unspeakable condition unique to men.

Even Aphrodite, the Goddess of Love who could harden cotton into steel nails, personally took action, exhausting all her wiles to no avail.

With these words, he slung his neatly packed satchel over his shoulder.

Clearly, this honorable future Medicine God would not forsake any patient in need of healing for his own personal desires and gains.

Seeing this stubborn ox headed for the pit, Luo En felt helpless but still fished out a bronze badge from his bosom and handed it to the future Medicine God.

"If you insist on going, take this with you."

"What is this?"

Asclepius asked in confusion, looking at the badge with a Medusa pattern in its center.

"The emblem of the Pandion family, the City Builders of Athens."

Luo En spoke in a deep voice, leaning on his staff.

"Since you wish to heal and save people, once you're done with this, have a look around Athens.

There are many people there, and consequently, many patients. Plus, Goddess Athena, the Goddess of Wisdom, seems to be preparing a new academy hoping to attract talent from various city-states. It would be an ideal place for academic development and the study of medicine.

Your teacher Chiron has also received an invitation, and in time, perhaps you and your mentor can reunite in Athens."

Asclepius nodded, placing the badge in his breast and rising to walk towards the cave entrance.

And in the instant he stepped out of the cave, the future Medicine God paused briefly, his low voice carrying into the cave.

"Although there seems to be a scent on you I don't care for, thank you..."

Watching the young man's figure recede into the distance, eventually vanishing into the dense forest's end, Luo En couldn't help but lower his head to sniff himself, muttering under his breath.

A dislikeable scent? Such a keen nose?

Is it because of the nine Muses? Or perhaps it's because of his aunt Artemis?

Of course, the most likely reason is probably related to Apollo's Divinity.

It's apparent that the relationship between this father and son is quite strained.

Luo En muttered to himself for a while, shook his head, and with his staff, made his way to the clear valley stream.