The Greece Antagonist

Chapter 231 Stick out the butt, spank the butt (3.2k, asking for votes)

At that moment, the archer on the clearing looked at the billowing smoke from the explosion and let out a sigh of relief.

The rapid shot technique taught by the Goddess and the little tricks her teacher had taught her years ago—she had used them all and managed to catch the opponent off guard.

Although this guy was tricky, he was ultimately dealt with...

"Snap!"

A crisp sound came from behind, and the huntress first felt numb, then a burning pain spread from her buttocks.

"What are you daydreaming about? You think I'm that easy to deal with?"

Along with a low, cold snort, the figure who had appeared behind Atalanta tapped the half-stick in hand and whipped the huntress' buttocks again.

"Snap snap!"

Another wave of searing pain struck, and Atalanta recovered from her shock, her proud heart instantly filled with a strong sense of humiliation.

"You bastard!"

With an angry shout, the huntress whipped her arm backward, swinging the sturdy back of her bow toward the enemy's throat.

"Short against long, stupid!"

In a disdainful tone, the half-stick, like a viper's tongue, struck Atalanta's wrist, bringing an unbearable sour numbness and causing the longbow to fall from the huntress's grasp toward the ground.

Seeing her weapon slipping from her hands, Atalanta instinctively bent to try to reclaim the longbow.@@@@

"So obvious you're going for it, you think I'm blind?!"

In the annoyed cold snort, the stick swept across, and the tip agitated with magic power instantly sent the falling longbow flying, cutting off Atalanta's hope of retrieving her weapon.

Run!

Realizing she was no match for the formidable enemy before her, the huntress reluctantly swallowed her pride, leapt backward into the dense forest, turned around, and, using the uneven tree branches, leaped through the woods like a sprite, trying to escape back to the Temple of Artemis at the heart of the mountains to regroup.

A momentary gain or loss doesn't determine the final outcome; as long as she could distance herself and regroup, the outcome was still uncertain.

And in Arcadia, she was very confident in her speed.

"Thinking of running? Too late!"

The haunting cold snort came again, and Atalanta saw a blur before the figure she had left standing in place caught up with her.

Next, a certain demon wielding a half-stick furiously whipped her buttocks.

Atalanta dodged left and right in humiliation, trying everything she could to get away.

But the uninvited guest clung to her back like a tenacious plague, relentlessly whipping her buttocks, aiming specifically for the fleshier parts.

For a moment, the crisp sounds rang through the forest like frying beans, mixed with a hint of a gleeful tune.

"Snap snap!"

"Damn it, stop it!"

"Snap snap snap!"

"A warrior can be killed, but not insulted! Grunt, come at me!"

"Snap snap snap snap!"

"Demon, I'll fight you to the death!"

In the end, having been whipped all the way, Atalanta could no longer endure it and, like a cornered lioness, surged with divine power, turned around to counterattack, ready to perish together with the one who had brought her such great shame.

As everyone knows, felines can't resist teasing.

Get them angry, and no matter who's on the other side or whether they can win, they'll adopt a stance ready to fight to the death.

"Snap~"

However, as a numbing blow hit her forehead, Atalanta's fierce eyes instantly cleared, and she stared in amazement at the figure who had cleared the mist.

"Teacher?"

"Finally, you also need to work on your insight, tactics, and battle experience. They are too immature. Against ordinary demigods, you might be fine, but if you faced a real expert, you'd have died seventeen or eighteen times over in the situation just now!"

"Uh-huh..."

Atalanta had no rebuttal, recognizing that her teacher had maintained the level of a demigod during their sparring session.

In the end, Luo En summarized.

"Congratulations, for this assessment—you get 10 points!"

"?"

"Out of 100! What were you thinking?"

"Oh..."

Atalanta, feeling dejected, drooped her head, her pride from recently dominating the Arcadian Mountains crushed.

Seeing his disciple's downcast cat ears, Luo En suddenly felt a pang of compassion and cleared his throat, offering a sweetener.

"Your archery and abilities are good; you just lack some real combat experience. When we have time, I'll take you into town for a visit, to spar with peers your age. I guarantee it'll greatly improve your skills."

"Really?"

Upon hearing these words, the previously disheartened Atalanta perked up instantly.

Even though the Arcadian Mountains were beautiful, allowing her to hunt and gallop to her heart's content, staying here all her life eventually got tiring.

The opportunity to go into town was a significant temptation for the fickle-hearted Atalanta.

"When do we leave?"

"Don't rush; we'll have to wait until I report back to the Goddess of the Hunt and formally take my leave."

Seeing Atalanta so excited, Luo En laughingly spoke to calm her.

"Alright, you go get ready. I have some personal matters to take care of."

Atalanta nodded and swiftly ran off, bouncing away and quickly disappearing into the dense forest shade.

As Luo En watched his student run off, he turned his head to look at the bushes to his side.

With a rustling sound, the Goddess of the Hunt, clothed in a gauzy tunic and with her skin and hair exuding a moist sheen, stepped out of the shadows and gazed meaningfully at her lover.

After a moment, Luo En, feeling somewhat hairy under her gaze, cleared his throat and asked.

"When did you get here? What a coincidence?"

"Right when you started spanking Atalanta..." Artemis said with a smirk, glancing at the broken stick in someone's hands, "Looks like it has a nice feel?"

"Ahaha, just a bit of corrective education, I'm only fulfilling my duty as a teacher!"

With a forced laugh, Luo En hastily threw away the incriminating tool, put on a grave face, and diverted the conversation.

"I've heard about Apollo and Asclepius..."

Listened intently as her lover recounted his journey, Artemis's face showed both distress and affection.

She was moved because of a promise she'd made; he had braved near-certain death to enter the Netherworld to shield Asclepius from guilt, faced arduous challenges to emerge safely, hurried to the scene to protect the soul of the young man in question...

Not to mention, thereafter he ran all the way to Thessaly to talk sense into her foolish brother.

In an effort to alleviate the tension between her and Apollo and to prevent her brother from making rash decisions, Luo En even attributed all the credit to her.

The Goddess of the Hunt looked at her weary little lover, her eyes brimming with intense love and passion.

"Luo En..."

Hearing the tenderly repeated murmurs, Luo En understood immediately, stepped forward to scoop up Artemis, and rushed deeper into the woods.

"Hold on a moment..."

With a gentle shout, Artemis reclining on her lover's arms extended her finger to motion at the air, beckoning the broken stick from the ground into her hand.

"Bring this along!"

The Goddess licked her dry lips, her undeniable gaze filled with a fierce desire to win and an impulse to challenge taboos. Enjoy exclusive chapters from My Virtual Library Empire