Summoners: One Golden Term per Level

Shen Fei returned to the ship from the sea.

This ship had been moved away by Calypso during the battle to prevent it from being damaged.

As soon as Shen Fei landed on the deck, he saw Calypso with a fake smile on her little face, staring at him.

"Did you just receive the blessings of Athena and Artemis?" Calypso’s little face cooled down as she stared at Shen Fei with a somewhat unfriendly tone.

She knew that Shen Fei had received blessings from the Divine Spirits along the way, after all, Athena’s shield was not just for show, and it was very likely he also received Apollo’s blessing.

But the problem was that Shen Fei had received the blessing after killing Scylla.

She also knew about the twelve labors of Hercules, where completing each task would grant a portion of the divine blessing, ultimately becoming a true Divine Spirit.

This was a test from the Divine Spirits, and upon completing it, one would receive their blessing.

And Scylla was obviously Shen Fei’s target for the test.

So previously when Shen Fei said he wanted to prevent others from being killed by Scylla, it was likely a deception.

She was simple, not stupid.

"Yes." Shen Fei nodded and said, "My divine test requires me to kill Scylla."

Upon hearing Shen Fei’s admission, Calypso’s face grew even more unfriendly, she suppressed the impatience in her heart and continued, "So you lied to me.

You came to Aia Island just to find me. Only I have the ability to turn Scylla back into a Sea Nymph."

"And not for the so-called reason of returning home!"

Quickly, Calypso figured out all the connections; whether Shen Fei was returning to Ida Island or coming to Aia Island, it was not by coincidence.

It was specifically to find her.

The Moon God and Jasper Pool also returned to the ship at this time, looking at Calypso, who was raging like a little tigress, standing no more than about 1.6 meters tall with that youthful face.

It did not instill any fear, but rather seemed more cute.

Shen Fei’s face showed helplessness, "I need to complete something very important, and deceiving you was not intentional, because only you can solve the issue with Scylla."

Calypso’s face turned red, "Important thing, important thing! Is it really that important?"

An observable tide of Magic Power centered around Calypso extended for dozens of kilometers, continuously converging towards the ship’s center, forming a massive cyclone.

The previously calm sea once again surged, putting the small ship at risk of capsizing at any moment.

"Yes, it involves the fate of the entire Aegean Sea." Shen Fei’s hair was blown by the strong wind, and his robes flapped loudly, while the sound of silk being whipped by the wind lingered around.

"Oh?"

Calypso was stunned for a moment, her little face falling into a daze. Shen Fei mentioned the Aegean Sea, which involved her place too, as all of Greece centered around the Aegean Sea, surrounded by the ocean.

Being stunned, the surging and pressing tide of Magic Power suddenly vanished, and the sky returned to its clear blue.

The sea surface calmed once again.

Shen Fei rubbed his forehead, "I can’t tell you the specifics now, but it’s for the fate of more people."

Eros really is unreliable, seeing as Eros’s power doesn’t seem that formidable, "Hmph, I don’t care. I love you so much, yet you dared to deceive me!"

Calypso pouted.

Shen Fei quickly began to speak words of flattery, emphasizing her kindness and beauty, and how she surely wouldn’t ignore the Aegean Sea.

The anger on Calypso’s little face began to gradually soften, but she still stubbornly said, "I don’t care, you lied to me anyway!"

"Should we go back and talk about it? Staying here longer makes me worry Phorcys might return."

"Hmph." Calypso glanced at Scylla, who she previously didn’t want to attack because of concerns about Phorcys.

Even though Poseidon is the true Sea God now, Phorcys is still a real god whom she, a Demigod, can’t handle.

...

Late at night, on Holy Mount Olympus, the brilliant starlight hung down from the sky, adorning the rows of buildings.

The Gods were situated in divine halls at the summit, standing majestically; some were shrouded in thunderous clouds, some exuded a peaceful aura, and some were surrounded by flying white doves, each demonstrating the characteristics of their respective Divine Authority.

Amid a large growth of sacred plants—roses, poppies, pomegranates, myrtle, ivy, and clover—stood a beautiful divine hall constructed entirely of pure white marble, perfectly aligned to the golden ratio.

This was the palace of Aphrodite, the Goddess of Love and Beauty.

Inside the palace, Eros’s handsome face was full of pain, his ears being pinched by a pair of delicate Jade Hands.

The owner of these hands possessed porcelain-white skin, blond hair, blue eyes, and the perfect Ancient Greek feminine figure and appearance.

It was none other than Aphrodite.

She symbolized love and beauty, wielding authority over arousing desire and the flames of love between the sexes.

"Mother, I really didn’t mean to run away!"

Eros didn’t expect that not long after he ran away, he would be caught back.

Even the ’Divine Authority’ power he bestowed upon that Witch and Artemis’s Priest had been revoked by his mother.

Sadly, he didn’t get to see what he was hoping for as entertainment.

Though the Witch fell in love with Artemis’s Priest, nothing happened that he hoped to see.

"Running away is one thing, but where did your Divine Authority end up?" Aphrodite’s face, beautiful as a peach blossom, carried a slight hint of anger.

"Calypso."

Eros said as a matter of course, he wasn’t even afraid of Zeus, daring to sneak an arrow at him in pursuit of his mother.

He naturally wouldn’t fear a Demigod.

"Calypso is backed by Hecate, and if that goddess gets angry, even I can’t protect you." Aphrodite breathed heavily, feeling her Divine Authority power appearing near the Netherworld.

She quickly abandoned Ares to rush and bring this little one back.

"Is Hecate really powerful?"

Eros, unfamiliar with this ancient goddess, asked cautiously upon hearing even his mother spoke so.

"Even that shameless Zeus dares not provoke her." Aphrodite pursed her lips, then stated seriously: "Why did you go there?"

"Athena told me there’s a possibility something might happen on Mount Olympus lately, so I should go have some fun."

"Athena?"

Aphrodite furrowed her brows, realizing it had something to do with Athena, that wretched woman among the Gods with a good reputation despite being a Virgin God, conflicting with her own Divine Authority.

Yet Eros was quite fond of her.

He trusted her more, but Aphrodite knew that Athena was a schemer, always plotting things clandestinely.

Ares, once the mightiest among the Gods, had much of his Divine Authority preoccupied by Athena, turning him ineffectual even in bed now.

Aphrodite released Eros’s ear, realizing that her ugly husband hadn’t visited for a long time.

Even though their marriage was only in name, Hephaestus would still occasionally come to check if Ares was around.

And Ares’s visits had reduced significantly.

And with the upcoming convocation of the Gods, there seemed to be a plan to strip Selene of the Moon’s Divine Authority, so many things had happened in such a short time.

It made Aphrodite contemplative, the last similar situation was during the Trojan War.

"Besides that Witch, who is the other person?"

"I don’t know, but he’s Artemis’s Priest, and he holds Athena’s shield..."

Eros quickly informed, his greatest fear was angering his own mother.

Aphrodite, upon hearing Eros’s words, knew her son was likely taken for a fool by Athena.

"What are you all plotting?"

Aphrodite muttered to herself, suppressing the overwhelming desire within her, "I need to go take a look in the Mortal World, to Ephesus... and find some people to handle it."

"Without my permission, you can’t go out to play anymore!"

Aphrodite glared at Eros before quickly running out, and seeing his mother in a hurry, Eros shouted, "Mother, do you need my help to resolve it?"

"You can’t satisfy it!" Aphrodite’s exasperated voice echoed back.

The clash of similar Divine Authorities would only make her demand even more intensely.