Chapter 1

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Azalea Purpura was ready.

She was ready to conquer her fear.

An hour ago she left  the camp.

The plants were very helpful, telling her were the stupid monster was.

'You better concentrate Lea' she told herself.

"Oh no! Concentrate!"she whispered when she heard footsteps behind her.

Quickly she drew her sword.

In case things get out of hand she has six throwing knives attached to her bracelet.

"Um... Hi?"said a young man.

"Who are you?"she questioned.

"I am Hermes."he told her extending his hand to her.

Azalea raised her eyebrow and stared at him unimpressed.

"Akward."he coughed. "Anyways I wanted to pay you a visit and to help you."

"What do you want in return?"
"Nothing."

"Tell me what you expect if I accept your help."she replied unamused.

"Do I really have to expect something?"

He seemed amused which infuriated her.

"Gods always want something. They do everything with a reason."

"Huh. I guess I am not a good then."

He then had the audacity to laugh.

"Is there something funny?"

"Truthfuly I just wanted to meet you. Demeter talked a lot about about you."Hermes  explained.

"Why? I am not special."

"From her stories, you are the most wonderful."
It was the truth, Demeter talked about her as if she was the greatest demigod ever.

"She barely knows the real me."

"I'd like to know the real you."Hermes blurted out.

Azalea laughed at this. Hermes grinned.

"I like your laugh!"

"I suppouse it wouldn't hurt to accept your help Delivery Boy."Lea concluded.

"Here is a backpack filled with everything you could need."
"Thank you."

"See you soon Flower Girl."

After a few hours Azalea meet her first monster

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After a few hours Azalea meet her first monster.

It seemed luck was not on her side.

The fucking Nemean Lion was right in front of her.

Silently she climbed in the nearest  tree.

'Perfect. I can see it clearly from here.'

Gently takeing her throwing knives she looked towards it's mouth.

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