The Greece Antagonist

In the gentle warmth of March, deep within the Arcadian Mountains,

layers of vivid green foliage overlapped, resembling meticulously carved jade screens, encircling the secluded valley that served as Artemis's Holy Land.

Within the clear, sacred spring at the valley's heart, two figures intertwined in the water, fighting to exhaustion. The intense battle stirred up broken ripples on the calm lake surface, sending white spray soaring high.

Finally, with a restrained low groan, the Goddess of the Hunt, utterly spent, emerged from the water. She clung to her lover like an octopus, her beautiful head resting contently on his warm chest as she closed her eyes, savoring the wonderful afternotes of life's symphony.

Seeing Artemis's rosy, stunningly beautiful face, Luo En couldn't help but smile smugly, lifting the corner of his lips. He bent down and planted a gentle kiss on the goddess's smooth forehead, as the shadowy figure behind him gradually faded away.

One had to admit, the "Goat" not only moved swiftly but also appeared to have a certain stamina in some respects.

And compared to humans, their desires seemed more frequent.

After but a moment of tenderness, Luo En's gaze toward the Goddess of the Hunt in his arms began to heat up once more.

And this was already the seventh time.

However, as the sound of rustling leaves approached from deep within the forest, the two who were enjoying their tryst in the sacred spring changed complexion, hurriedly went ashore, and quickly dried off, slipping into the dry clothes they had prepared in advance.

Meanwhile, a petite figure dashed to the shore with agility and speed to match a spirit cat, bursting through the dense forest excitedly.

"Teacher, Lady Artemis, I caught it!"

A young golden doe, shivering, was held high by two fair little hands.

The successful little huntress, while barely over a meter tall, possessed sharp eyes akin to a fierce forest beast. Her green hair was unattended, growing wild without care or artifice, eschewing meticulous grooming for a raw, natural wildness.

At the same time, a pair of delicate cat ears peeked out from her green locks, twitching softly; the small, feline tail behind her swayed happily, mirroring her joyful mood.

"Well done, Atalanta is so impressive!"

Luo En stepped forward, placing his hand on the fluffy little head, stroking gently while smiling in praise.

However, this affectionate gesture caused the little green-haired cat girl to stiffen her face and swat away the teasing hand atop her head, indignantly reminding him.

"Teacher, it's quite rude to tousle a warrior's head. I am not a little child who needs coddling!"
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Watching the little cat girl stand tall, solemnly declaring her independence and growth, Luo En could barely stifle his chuckle.

For she was only three years old.

But considering her overly proud little ego, Luo En patiently nodded in a somewhat indulgent acknowledgment of a warrior's respect, all the while struggling to keep his amusement from showing as he muttered to himself.

Well, in a sense, you are indeed an adult.

After all, three years for a cat is equivalent to eighteen human years.

A somewhat irresponsible teacher internally teased while deciding to feed his little Atalanta more lioness milk to hasten her development, continuing his Cat Lady nurturing plan.

Indeed, this little cat girl was none other than the Arcadian princess he had found in the mountains—Atalanta.

Perhaps due to the lioness's milk, coupled with the blessing of the Goddess of the Hunt, Artemis, the Arcadian princess had awakened the divine elements within her body. As she grew, she assimilated traits of feline creatures such as lions, becoming a true Cat Lady.

As both teacher and caregiver, Luo En was naturally very satisfied with Atalanta's transformation, shaping her wholeheartedly into the image of the wild Cat Lady he envisioned.

However, the flaw in this idyllic picture was that due to overly successful free-range upbringing, the cat girl, who grew up in the wilderness and the sanctuary, was too independent and not clingy at all.

At only three, she had already begun hunting, depriving Luo En, her teacher, of much of the joy found in petting a cat.

Now, he seemed to understand the resentment his own teacher, Circe, felt toward him.

As Luo En reflected, little Atalanta ahead sniffed the air with her delicate nose, wrinkling her brow in confusion.

"Strange, there's a weird smell, like... heather?"

"Cough, cough!"

Luo En and Artemis hastily coughed, quickly changing the subject to divert little Atalanta's attention.

"It's getting late."

"Shall we have dinner?"

At the mention of food, Atalanta licked her lips involuntarily and nodded immediately.

"Okay, let's head back to camp!"

With that, the young Cat Lady released the young doe she had captured, and taking Luo En and Artemis by the arms, headed towards the campsite in the distance.

Along the way, Atalanta kept herself busy, now asking her teacher to the left about combat techniques, then seeking hunting advice from the Goddess of the Hunt to the right.

The three figures, two adults and one child, chatted intermittently as they strolled through the forest, resembling a family out for a walk, quickly reaching their destination in a harmonious mood.

In the open valley ahead lay a majestic temple, constructed of cedar, cypress, white marble, and gold, standing tall and commanding.

Nineteen nymphs returning from the hunt were either arranging their quivers, butchering their catch, or feeding the golden-horned deer that pulled their carts with grass.