Philola died in a car accident. When she woke up again, she saw a woman who was too beautiful to describe in words. The woman's whole body exuded dazzling light, and her every move was fascinating.
The beautiful woman claimed to be the God of love and beauty, and said that he could give her a second life, but she needed to do something.
"What's the matter?"
"Let the virgin goddess of the hunt fall in love with you."
Aphrodite wanted to strengthen her authority. The golden apple dedicated to the most beautiful goddess made her authority of beauty stronger. Now she needs the authority of love to become stronger.
Philola agreed. If she succeeded, she would live. If she failed, she would live a few more years. No matter what, she would not lose.
But Aphrodite didn't tell her how to get the love of the goddess of hunting, nor how to approach that goddess.
Just put her soul into the body of the newborn Trojan princess Iphigenia.
"Okay, now it's up to you, my dear~"
The goddess of love and beauty waved her hand, left the baby Philola and left.
Tuleufilora lay in her crib thinking about how to meet the target of her mission.
One of the most noble goddesses living on Mount Olympus.
As a child, Philola frequently visited the temple of Artemis, the goddess of hunting, hoping to get a glimpse of the goddess so that she could start the first step of her plan.
But what Philola didn't expect was that her first meeting with the goddess of hunting would be at a sacrifice before the war.
She was a sacrifice offered to the goddess by her father.
Philola: You don't play like this!
Intention: Chase bravely and keep faith