Type-Moon Simulation: Starting with Conquering a Greek Goddess!

"The great god Zeus, the goddess Hera, the goddess of victory Athena, the god of light Apollo, the god of love Aphrodite, the earth goddess Demeter… In other words, these six gods are our enemies…"

Moran rose from the throne and muttered to himself.

The above six deities are known to everyone in Greece.

If a monarch knew that they had become enemies, they would probably be scared witless and pale.

To be enemies with the gods is a capital crime.

To act against the will of the gods is disrespect.

"Moran…"

Atalanta's beautiful eyes were full of worry.

She knew that Moran was carrying the entire country on his shoulders and could not imagine how heavy the pressure was on her husband.

"Presumably, this is undoubtedly a catastrophe for our country, but this is not the time to bow our heads to the gods!"

Moran's figure was like a towering mountain range.

His firm will did not waver under the heavy burden.

"Issue the order! National mobilization, enter a state of war!

Our Pelasgians' greatest battle is about to begin, and this time, our enemies will be those vile beings who came from beyond the realm and usurped the throne of the old gods! Those Machine Gods who do not even allow our existence, and want to exterminate us simply because they were deprived of faith!"

Moran waved his hand and instructed the messengers in the palace.

Their faces were all solemn.

Looking at the king walking in the hall, the minister of the guard was not yet overwhelmed by the despair of being sanctioned by the gods.

Even death, presumably, would not be feared.

Loving this land, they would not take a step back, to protect this last remaining pure land of fantasy in the world.

They believed that Moran would guide them with his sword.

Even if the end of this road leads to destruction, no one would retreat or escape.

Because they love all of this.

They would never flee their homeland like their ancestors.

At this moment, receiving the emperor's gaze, which was like golden brilliance.

It was love, it was solemnity, it was sacred.

The ministers and guards present could not say another word, they only wanted to go to the battlefield with this king.

"You may retire and rest for tonight.

Although there are probably still a few days before the battle, this should be the last time you will see the Pelasgians in your eyes."

Moran walked towards the outside of the hall.

When some ministers wanted to step forward to offer some advice,

He answered as if he knew:

"This is not giving up, and it is definitely not escaping! I want you to remember what kind of ideal land we have built! Never forget! We are doing this to live, to defeat the gods, and to reach tomorrow. So we must engrave this scenery in our hearts!"

[Looking at the majestic figure of the king leaving]

[The ministers and guards couldn't help but lower their heads and kneel, offering their fiery loyalty to this king.]

[Although the hall was silent,]

[Everyone knew what was in each other's hearts.]

"Lord Moran…"

[Medea showed a sad expression.]

[She knew that Moran needed to be alone at this time.]

[As a wife, she also had things she could do for Moran, her power could be dedicated to this country.]

"Whether in life or death, Medea will accompany you to the very end, even if the enemy this time is the gods…"

[Medea also gathered a small wish in her heart.]

[Rather than the survival or destruction of this country,]

[The prayer she made was not for her own happiness, but to hope that her husband could grasp that happiness.]

[Atalanta was the same.]

[She would also dedicate her strength to the Pelasgians.]

…

[You walked to a garden in the royal palace.]

[Looking back at the beautiful words you said, you couldn't help but laugh.]

[You had imagined establishing faith for Medusa,]

[But you never imagined that you would become a king.]

[Originally, you didn't want to become a king, you just wanted to live a stable life, but unknowingly you became a king who could stand alone.]

[Thinking about how to get through this disaster,]

[You have never regretted taking this step, and the past fifty years have made you very satisfied.]

[Now, you must protect it.]

[Just like the last time you protected Medusa.]

[It seems that nothing has changed much.]

[It's just that the object you want to protect is bigger, and the hardships and disasters you face have become more terrifying.]

"On the eve of the gods' war, is it really okay for you, one of the twelve main gods, to come here?"

Moran said, holding a leaf in his hand.

At the same time, a beautiful figure walked out of the woods on one side of the garden.

Her figure was sacred and beautiful.

"Oh dear, were you discovered by my beloved? How annoying, I clearly wanted to give you a surprise!"

"Hehe, as for surprises, I've had enough. Artemis, nothing can stop you…"

Moran's tone was very emotional and gentle.

He had no hostility towards this visiting moon goddess.

The goddess gave Moran a sweet look.

Even in the second simulation, the moon goddess fell in love with him without any suspense.

But, she didn't come to play around.

This time, the situation was too serious to ignore.

"Darling, you know? I love you, so much that I feel like I can't breathe if I don't have you. Even if Zeus and the others want to sanction you, I still disagree."

"Yeah, I know. Thank you."

"Hmph! Knowing that, you're still so harsh with me! Darling, you're so mean!"

Artemis glared at Moran.

Who would have thought the moon goddess would act like an angry little girl?

But Moran had seen it countless times.

"Isn't the problem with you? When you first came to the island, you were shouting about wanting to capture me."

"I couldn't help it! That's because I love you!"

"Loving someone doesn't mean you can do whatever you want. It's been decades, and your whimsical personality still hasn't changed."

Moran shook his head with a helpless smile.

The gods have a unique perspective on how they treat people and things.

Even now, she's still like this.

"Speaking of which, things have reached this point, and the gods have already decided to impose sanctions on the Pelasgians. I love you, but even if I cast a dissenting vote, I can't stop it. But, there's one thing I can do. Would you like to hear it?"

Artemis smiled gently.

The smile held a great deal of joy, like a child who knows they'll get a gift before Christmas Eve.

It was very beautiful, very charming.

But her serious gaze was unsettling.

This Artemis wasn't like the one who used to joke around with Moran; she was more clearly revealing her true nature.

"Artemis, what do you want to say?"

"Hehe, I want you to truly become my husband."

For a moment, Moran felt dazed.

Artemis's tone was different from before; she wasn't saying it in a playful way.

This time, her attitude was very serious.

The faintly emanating divine pressure was enough to prove it.