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Chapter 12: A Spartan Warrior's Pride
"Hand over the grain or hand over the women." Mandragos licked his thick lips as he stepped forward. "You know the rules, scrawny brat!"The musty stench of neglected leather armor mingled with the sour smell of cheap wine and rancid sweat, invading every corner of the rickety hut. Mandragos strutted inside with his chest puffed out. His narrow, watery eyes gleamed with hunger as he fixed his gaze on Shirin, who was curled up trembling on the dirt floor.His gaze traveled down the Persian girl's slender waist before lingering on the torn hemp fabric that revealed the generous curves of her breasts, pale and soft against the rough cloth. In the opposite corner, his eyes swept over Freya's defined abdominal muscles before tracing the powerful thighs of the female gladiator, marked with old sword scars.Mandragos's two burly subordinates lounged against the shattered doorframe. One of them spun a rusty iron chain around his fingers, letting the metal rattle in a deliberate rhythm meant t
Chapter 11: The Wolf Awakens
Time seemed to slow in Jackson's eyes. Before him, dust particles drifting through the dim hut appeared frozen in midair. Shirin was still gazing at him with adoration in her eyes. Freya was wiping the last traces of porridge from her lips, while Casandra watched him with cold suspicion.Yet suspended between him and reality was a blood-red holographic screen, displaying three slowly rotating item models with detailed tactical specifications.[LOVER'S GACHA 1: CHOOSE ONE ITEM. ONE CHANCE ONLY!]1. Modern Carbon Steel Combat Knife, KA-BAR Black Ops Edition: Micron-level sharpness, a non-reflective finish, and enough penetrating power to pierce ancient bronze armor as easily as slicing through cheese.2. Four-Season Tactical Command Tent: Resistant to extreme weather, equipped with thermal camouflage, completely waterproof, and spacious enough to accommodate six people.3. Total Physical Restoration Serum, Bio-Cell Reconstruction Grade A: Eliminates all signs of malnutrition, reconstruc
Chapter 10: Ares's Generosity and the Mercenary's Ego
Inside his own mind, Jackson gave a cold scoff in response to the war god's mocking laughter."You talk a lot for a freeloader squatting in my soul, Ares," Jackson thought flatly. His eyes surveyed the gloom of the hovel, ignoring the crimson silhouette smirking in midair. "If I starve to death tonight, that seal ring goes dormant for another two hundred years. And you? You get to rot in absolute nothingness with no one left to worship you. Now open my inventory access before I deliberately smash this skull against a rock."The apparition's laughter cut off abruptly. The golden goblet in his hand dissolved into red mist. His eyes narrowed, glaring at Nathan Cross's unyielding, icy soul.[Tch. You ruthless bastard, pulling a suicide threat right out of the gate. Humans really take all the fun out of things!] Ares clicked his tongue in irritation, flicking his bronze-lined cape. [A glorious god like me refuses to have a pawn die like a dog from belly parasites. Fine, here is your starte
Chapter 9: The Roaring Lion and the Kneeling Flower
CREAAAK. SLAM!The cracked wooden door scraped shut and was secured with a rotting timber bar. Darkness swallowed the rickety hut, leaving only slivers of silver moonlight filtering through gaps in the stone walls and thatched roof. The night wind swept through the Eurotas Valley, carrying a bitter chill that seemed to seep straight into the bones.Jackson released the end of the hemp rope, letting it drop onto the muddy clay floor. His breathing came in ragged bursts, his chest heaving as pain gnawed at his completely empty stomach. The five-kilometer walk back from the city council hall, dragging three prisoners along with him, had drained the last reserves of his malnourished new body.In the corner, the three women sat on a pile of damp straw, their hands still bound tightly in front of them.PTOO!A bloody glob of spit landed barely two inches from Jackson's feet.Freya lifted her head, her expression feral. Her tangled copper-red hair hung across her forehead, revealing a pair o
Chapter 8: The Slave Market and Three Outcasts
CRASH!The rotten wooden door splintered in two. Whitewash dust and bits of straw scattered as two towering brutes shoved their way inside. Both wore tarnished bronze cuirasses and faded crimson cloaks, carrying eight-foot spears with polished bronze tips.Ares's floating silhouette dissolved into mist, leaving a parting sneer in Jackson's mind: [Company is here, hotshot. Go show off that miserable charm.]Before Jackson could react, a calloused, hairy hand grabbed the collar of his coarse tunic, yanking him forward so hard his feet barely touched the dirt."Move, Hypomeion scum!" the soldier barked, his breath foul with garlic and cheap wine. "The Council doesn't have all day to wait for slackers like you to freeze to death!"Jackson swallowed his combat instincts, resisting the urge to snap the man's thumb. His current frame was far too weak. If he engaged in hand-to-hand combat now, the second guard's spear would skewer him before he could execute a throw. Keeping his jaw tight and
Chapter 7: A Second Life
Cough! Cough! Haaah!Nathan jolted awake, his back arching as he choked on a violent breath. His lungs burned, greedily dragging in air as if he had just been hauled from the depths of a suffocating ocean. The air scraping down his throat was neither the filtered chill of a modern skyscraper nor the cordite stench of New Jersey. It was cold, damp, and thick with the pungent stench of horse manure, rotting straw, and sodden earth.A blinding pain flared inside his skull. It was not the impact of Adam’s nine-millimeter hollow point tearing through his forehead, but thousands of fragmented, alien memories being hammered into his mind like white-hot iron spikes.Sparta. The Eurotas River Valley. The Hypomeion caste.Nathan forced open eyelids crusted with dried grime. His vision swam before gradually adjusting to the pale dawn light filtering through gaps in unmortared stone walls. Above him, the roof was nothing more than thatched reeds leaking rainwater onto the muddy floor.He looked
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