The Aeneid Book 4 Summary の小説・ストーリー

"If the gods are losing their war... it's time we step in and take their territory." (End of Chapter 149)

"As we embark on this journey, let us not forget the lessons of our shared history. Let compassion guide our actions, and let justice be the cornerstone upon which we rebuild." The crowd, once divided by fear and obedience, now stood united in a collective yearning for a brighter future. The sun, casting its final rays over the city of Athena, bore witness to a transformative moment that would echo through the annals of history. As Maximus and Callista, hand in hand, led the assembly toward the heart of the city, the echoes of cheers and applause faded into the twilight. The city, scarred but resilient, embarked on a path of redemption, guided by the unwavering spirit of those who dared to c

Calliope said, and the foursome sauntered away to their bed chambers. Soon, Berenice walked to the inner chamber and stood in front of king Achilles. “My king, you summoned my presence?” Berenice said and gazed at king Achilles’ face. “Yes, I did; do you know what you caused among the queens?” king Achilles said with a glare. “I don’t understand you, my king,” Berenice said. “You must be daft!” king Achilles said.

The Fourth Elder finally knelt on the ground. “Speak.” Andrius looked at him coldly. “Where are the people you bought from the Black Kiln Sea?” “Heh...” The Fourth Elder sneered disdainfully. However, before he could speak... Spurt. Andrius swiftly chopped off his arm. “Ahhh!” The Fourth Elder screamed in agony but still gritted his teeth, refusing to talk. Andrius was not surprised. With a whistle, countless insects flew out and burrowed into the wound.

Lucian looked out across the trees “ Just thinking.” Athena stepped into view accidentally. Lucian’s eyes snapped towards her. Then, slowly, he leaned down and kissed Helena full on the mouth. Athena stood frozen, Helena smiled against his lips. Triumphant. Lucian pulled back, not looking at Helena, but at Athena. Athena turned and fled. —————— She couldn’t take it anymore. The moon had risen, and the halls were mostly quiet. Athena waited near the corridor for Lucian’s chambers, where she’d seen Helena disappear just an hour ago.

I say quietly to Selene later that night. She looks at me. “Meaning?” “Meaning the Axis will outgrow singular stewardship,” I answer. “Whether we want it to or not.” Rowan stiffens. “You’re saying she won’t always be the center.” “I am saying she may become the first reference,” I clarify. Selene absorbs that without flinching. “Then Book Four,” she says slowly, “is about expansion.” “And Book Five,” Rowan adds grimly, “is about survival.”

Chapter 44 Aeron walked hurriedly towards Myra's house, confusion, anger, and fear etched on his face. Whirls of emotions churned within him, and a series of questions played on his mind like a relentless storm. Who is Augustine? What does he want? How could he be in two places at the same time? His rapid steps echoed in his mind, mirroring the chaotic thoughts racing through his head. As he reached Myra's front door, his hand moved almost instinctively to push it open, without bothering to knock. The urgency of the situation overshadowed any semblance of politeness.

With the single hit of her staff on the floors, everything speedily lost colour as sight ran across, capturing the floors and the sides of the road. Suddenly, a foot landed with a strong weight which cracked the floors. The feet were adorned in shoe clothing. The discoloration of items and properties stopped just where the feet landed. Sight slowly goes up to catch a glimpse of who it was. And as seen, John once more was returned. Source : Born By Power Book Number : Book 4 Book Name : Greek Wars Chapter : Chapter Unknown

Four years of battles followed, and many soldiers were lost along the way. General Aulus was called upon by Emperor Claudius to find a way to beat the Celtic tribes once and for all. Aulus believed in the old Greek Gods and prayed to Ares to help them win the war. Ares answered and turned fifty of the Roman soldiers into Lycans. These new soldiers were strong and fast, but to balance out their new-found strength, once a month when the moon was its biggest in the night sky, the soldiers shifted into gigantic man-shaped wolves. They looked like wolves but walked around on two legs like men.