Type-Moon Simulation: Starting with Conquering a Greek Goddess!-Chapter 296: The Traditional Virtues of the Amazons

"Moran, this battle witnessed by my father Ares has led me to defeat. To wash away this shame, I, Hippolyta, will definitely challenge you again! At that time, I will achieve victory!"

Hippolyta's expression was solemn.

At this moment, she bore the responsibilities of the Amazon queen and the supreme honor of being the daughter of the God of War.

No matter what, she had to win back.

Although Ares had said that her defeat was not regrettable, Hippolyta did not want to submit to defeat.

"Ah, I welcome your challenge at any time. I will not lose. Please be prepared."

"Hehe, don't speak too confidently. Moran, until I defeat you, I will not allow you to lose to anyone other than me. You are the prey of my Hippolyta."

Hippolyta said as a warrior.

Her straightened back and arms highlighted her firm will.

Her gaze seemed to pierce through her opponent.

Her clear eyes sparkled—this is not a metaphor; if she wasn't mistaken, there was indeed a phosphorescent glow in her eyes.

And this Hippolyta appeared very beautiful in Moran's eyes.

Like a Valkyrie, she was robustly beautiful, possessing the grace and elegance of a queen, while not lacking the delicacy of a girl.

At the same time, Moran recalled an interesting anecdote about the Amazons:

"By the way, Hippolyta, I remember that your Amazon people have a tradition of capturing the enemy's men as star slaves after defeating them. Is this rumor true?"

"...Ah... this... ahem... this is indeed a custom of our Amazon tribe... However, we don't all do this! Moran, I have never thought of treating you this way!"

Hippolyta's queenly demeanor seemed to collapse.

[She was caught off guard by Moran's sudden question, and her originally normal thoughts went awry.]

[What her subordinates and compatriots did after the war,]

[She seemed to recall again.]

[Indeed, there were many female warriors who captured men back to the tribe and treated them as star slaves.]

[However, Hippolyta was not interested in this.]

[The warriors of the Amazon tribe would not doubt; they would only think that the queen looked down on weak men.]

"I will defeat you!

But, but I may not necessarily... keep you as a star slave like our tradition!"

"You say... not necessarily... doesn't that mean there's a possibility...?"

"Um... this..."

Hippolyta was at a loss for words in response to Moran's question.

Facing the first man who had defeated her, the blood of the God of War within Hippolyta craved victory.

In addition, there was conquest, desire, possession, and plunder...

—He was undoubtedly the best man.

[Hippolyta thought that if she achieved victory, she could follow the Amazon tradition and claim this man as her own.]

[Although the feeling in her heart was very shameful at this moment,]

[Hippolyta had to admit]

[As the Amazon queen, she looked forward to such things, wanting to make this special man her possession.]

[At this moment, the girl yearned from the bottom of her heart for that man who was unwilling to become hers, revealing the rebellious fangs of desire.]

[She had thought that she did not share the same interests as her compatriots.]

[But in the end, she discovered that it was her awakening that was late.]

[This thought was all suppressed deep in Hippolyta's heart; she restrained the surging strong emotions.]

"Hippolyta... don't be silent..."

Moran felt the ambiguous and awkward atmosphere.

Sure enough, curiosity killed the cat.

Could it be that Hippolyta really wanted to take him away as her captive husband?

For a moment, Moran couldn't help but swallow hard.

[Although Hippolyta was slightly less beautiful than Artemis, she possessed a charm that Artemis did not have.]

[She was also a top-notch beauty.]

[Then, just as the atmosphere was about to become even worse, the commotion coming from afar brought both of you back to your senses.]

[—It was the Amazon's personal guard.]

[They had discovered the commotion caused by the battle at the temple and led the female warriors to the scene.]

"Uh-oh, Moran, you need to leave quickly!"

"Hmm? What's going on?"

"They are my personal guard. If you encounter them here, it will definitely lead to a fierce battle!"

Hippolyta was different from other Amazon warriors...

She did not have a prejudice against men.

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Earlier, Hippolyta had given the order to capture Moran, and now the female warriors all wanted to wash away the shame for their queen.

If they found out that Hippolyta had lost to a man,

It was likely that these female warriors, who revered their queen, would definitely fight Moran to the death.

Hippolyta now had a good impression of Moran.

So, she naturally did not want her subordinates to engage in this unnecessary battle with Moran.

"Artemis, let's go."

Moran did not ask further after hearing this.

Since Hippolyta, as the queen, said so, he had no reason to continue staying in the Amazon.

The war god Ares became one of the allies.

The purpose of coming here had been achieved.

"Hippolyta, queen of the Amazons—if there is a chance, let us meet again next time."

Moran gave Artemis a princess carry.

The armor engine of the divine body barrier burned with magical power, allowing Moran and Artemis to fly into the air, leaving before the Amazonian troops arrived.

The Amazonian female warriors who arrived at the scene could only watch him leave.

"Queen! Are you alright? Was the disturbance at the temple just now caused by your battle with that thief?"

"Hmm, no need to worry. I am fine."

Hippolyta looked in the direction where Moran had left.

Seeing Artemis being carried by Moran, a hint of envy unexpectedly arose in her heart.

"Damn it! That thief not only destroyed your garden and bath, but now he even dares to desecrate the holy land! Even a thousand cuts would be too lenient for that guy!"

The female warrior glared fiercely at the sky.

But there was no longer any trace of Moran; his speed of movement far exceeded their imagination.

"Yeah... too lenient for that guy..."

Hippolyta responded indifferently to her subordinate.

Compared to feeling anger with her subordinate warriors, all she felt was an indescribable loneliness.

Clearly, this was a situation that had never occurred before.