Chapter 232: Lifting the Buttocks and Spanking (32k, Please Vote)

Chapter 232: Lifting the buttocks and spanking (3.2k, please vote)

At this time, the archer on the open ground looked at the explosion site with thick smoke and breathed a sigh of relief.

The rapid shooting skills taught by the goddess and the little tricks taught by the teacher were all used, and finally the opponent was caught off guard.

Although this guy is very tricky, he was finally solved...

"Snap!"

A crisp sound came from behind, and the female hunter felt numb for a while, and then the burning pain spread from her buttocks.

"What are you daydreaming about? Do you think I'm so easy to deal with?"

Accompanied by a low cold snort, the figure who appeared behind Atalanta at some point knocked on the half-dead branch in his hand and slapped the female hunter's buttocks again.

"Snap!"

The burning pain came again, Atalanta came back to her senses from the shock, and her proud heart was instantly filled with a strong sense of humiliation.

"You bastard!"

The huntress swung her arm backwards, raised the hard back of the bow, and hit the enemy's throat.

"Using the short to hit the long, stupid!"

With a faint evaluation, half of the dead branch hit Atalanta's wrist like a poisonous snake, causing an uncontrollable numbness, causing the longbow to fall from the huntress's palm to the ground.

Seeing her weapon slip out of her hand, Atalanta subconsciously bent down and tried to grab the longbow back.

"The intention is so obvious, do you think I'm blind?!"

With a cold snort, the dead branch swept across, and the magic power surging at the tip instantly knocked the falling longbow away, completely cutting off Atalanta's plan to take back the weapon.

Run!

Realizing that the powerful enemy in front of her was definitely not something she could handle, the female hunter could only grit her teeth and put away her pride. She leaped back and crashed into the dense forest. She turned around and used the uneven branches to jump like an elf in the forest, trying to escape back to the Temple of Artemis in the center of the mountain range to make plans.

Temporary gains and losses do not mean the final victory or defeat. As long as they keep a distance and regroup, the outcome is still unknown.

In the territory of Arcadia, she was very confident in her speed.

"Want to run? Too late!"

The cold snort came again, and Atalanta felt a flash in front of her eyes, and the figure standing in the same place before caught up with her.

Then, a demon holding a half-dead branch whipped her butt hard.

Atalanta dodged left and right in humiliation, trying to get away with all her strength.

But an uninvited guest stuck to her like a thorn in her side, and whipped her butt hard, and specifically looked for places with more flesh.

For a moment, a crisp sound like frying beans rang out in the dense forest, with a hint of cheerful melody.

"Papa!"

"Asshole, stop it!"

"Papapapa!"

"Warriors can be killed but not humiliated! Go, do it!"

"Papapapapa!"

"Devil, I'll fight you!"

Finally, Atalanta, who had been beaten all the way, could no longer bear it. Like a lioness at the end of her rope, she boiled up all her divine power and turned back to fight back, ready to die with the guy who had brought her great shame.

As we all know, cats can't help but be teased.

If you make them angry, no matter who is on the other side, they will fight you to the death regardless of whether they can defeat you.

"Pa~"

However, with a head bang hitting her forehead, Atalanta's vicious eyes suddenly became clear, and she looked at the figure who had removed the mist in astonishment.

"Teacher?"

Lorne nodded, then put on a stern face and started to criticize him righteously.

"It took you so long to recognize me, your insight is not up to standard!"

"Is this a test? Why do I feel like you just want to beat me up?"

Atalante touched her swollen buttocks, sniffing cold air with a grin, and a strong suspicion in her eyes.

Lorne glanced at Atalante and asked lightly.

"Will a real enemy hold back on you?"

"No." Atalante shook her head.

"Will someone who wants to kill you point out your shortcomings?"

"No..." Atalante shook her head again.

"Will an unfamiliar person take this approach to teach you a lesson?"

"Probably...no?" Atalante thought about it and shook her head again, her eyes, which were originally clear, gradually became blank.

"So, if you think about it, you will know that even if I didn't reveal my identity, I must be familiar with you!" Lorne revealed the answer unhappily, and snorted coldly, "You have been fighting with me for so long, but you have never reacted, and in the end you have to die with me!"

Looking at the distressed expression of her teacher, Atalanta was immediately ashamed of her impulsive behavior and poor battlefield performance.

"Well, I didn't find so many doubts in the first time, and wasted your good intentions in vain."

"Forget it, forget it, you are still young, it's normal to lack this kind of experience."

Lorne waved his hand generously, then glanced at somewhere behind Atalanta, slowed down his tone, and asked with concern.

"How is it? Does your butt still hurt?"

"No!"

Atalanta, who has a strong personality, subconsciously straightened his body when he heard the question.

Then, due to the movement of the buttocks muscles, the burning pain came again, causing the sensitive feline creature to tremble involuntarily and grit his teeth.

Seeing this, Luo En reached out and pulled his beloved disciple to his side without saying anything.

"Okay, stop trying so hard. Come here and let me see you."

As he spoke, he slightly raised his right hand, and the life and healing power of the seventh incarnation [Crown] was activated, and the bright green light spots sprinkled on Atalanta's swollen buttocks. A burst of cool and healing power flowed, quickly eliminating the swelling in the affected area.

The painful expression on Atalanta's face was gradually replaced by comfort.

The comfort brought by the healing and the sense of security of the teacher around her made her subconsciously let down her guard and close her eyes to enjoy this wonderful experience.

The cat's tail behind her gently swept in her own joyful mood.

Looking at the fluffy thing sweeping back and forth in front of his eyes, Loen was not only hot-eyed and itchy.

This fur color, this softness, must be very good to rub, right?

Damn, I really want to try the feel...

However, after a while of muttering in his heart, Loen finally resisted the impulse, extinguished this bad idea, and made a more anthropomorphic choice.

"That's it!"

After washing away the last bruise, Lorne patted Atalanta's shoulder, waking up this disciple who seemed to be enjoying it, and solemnly announced with a stern face.

"Now let's talk about your problem. First of all, the trap is too crude, and the method is too simple. They are independent of each other. If there is no good linkage, opponents with a little IQ can easily avoid it. This needs to be changed."

"Yes!"

Atalanta nodded and kept the teacher's teachings in mind.

The actual combat has proved that although the teacher's skills and tricks are not very fair, they are really practical. The unexpected arrow is one of her rare achievements in the whole battle.

"Then how about my archery?"

"Ahem, so-so..."

Hearing Atalanta's irrelevant remarks, Lorne coughed dryly to make comments, and then quickly changed the subject.

"Finally, your insight, tactics and combat experience are all too immature. It's okay to fight against ordinary demigods, but if you meet a real master, you will die 17 or 18 times just now!"

"Hmm..."

Atalanta had no way to refute this, because her teacher seemed to maintain the level of a demigod throughout the fight with her.

Finally, Loen made a summary.

"Congratulations, this assessment - 10 points!"

"?"

"Full score 100! What do you think?"

"Oh..."

Atalanta drooped his head in depression. The arrogance that had just dominated the Arcadia Mountains was hit hard.

Seeing the drooping cat ears of his disciple, Loen felt sorry for him, and then he coughed lightly and threw out a sweet date.

"Your archery skills and abilities are good, but you just lack some practical experience. I will take you to the city later and compete with opponents of the same age. I guarantee that your strength will improve by leaps and bounds."

"Really?"

Hearing this, Atalanta, who was originally in a low mood, instantly became energetic.

Although the Arcadia Mountains are beautiful and you can hunt and gallop to your heart's content, you will eventually get bored if you stay here from childhood to adulthood.

Being able to go to the city to play is still quite tempting for Atalanta, who is fickle.

"When will we set off?"

"Don't worry, at least we need to wait until Lord Artemis and I report our work and officially leave."

Seeing Atalanta so excited, Lorne said to comfort him with a smile.

"Okay, go pack your things first, I have some personal matters to deal with."

Atalante nodded and then ran and leaped, quickly disappearing in the shade of the dense forest.

Watching his students run away, Lorne turned his head and looked at the bushes on one side.

With a rustling sound, the goddess of hunting, wearing a gauze skirt and with moist moisture on her skin and hair, walked out of the shadows and looked at her lover meaningfully.

After a moment, Lorne was a little scared by being stared at, and asked with a dry cough.

"When did you come? What a coincidence?"

"Just when you were chasing Atalanta to spank her..." Artemis smiled and looked at the half-broken branch in someone's hand with a playful look, "It looks like it feels good?"

"Ahaha, just educating, I am also fulfilling my teacher's obligations!"

With a guilty laugh, Lorne quickly dropped the tools in his hand, put on a serious face, and changed the subject.

"I already know about Apollo and Asclepius..."

Listening to the lover telling her experience along the way, Artemis's face was both distressed and moved.

Because of her request, she risked her life to enter the underworld to cover up the crime of Asclepius, and after going through all kinds of difficulties and dangers, she rushed to the scene of the incident to protect the soul of the boy...

That's not all, she also traveled a long way to Thessaly to enlighten her stupid brother.

In order to ease the conflict between the siblings and prevent Apollo from doing stupid things, Loen even attributed all the credit to her.

The goddess of hunting looked at her dusty little lover, and the deep love in her eyes flowed fiercely.

"Loen..."

Listening to the murmur of thousands of twists and turns, Loen immediately understood, stepped forward, picked up Artemis by the waist, and rushed into the depths of the dense forest.

"Wait a minute..."

Accompanied by a soft shout, Artemis, lying in her lover's arms, bent her fingers back and grasped the half-dead branch on the ground.

"Take this too!"

The goddess licked her dry lips, her unquestionable eyes exuding a strong desire to win and the urge to challenge taboos.