Purple Night Melody

If you had a golden apple, who would you give it to?
Invited to the banquet, Luo En saw the golden apple in the plate inscribed with "To the fairest goddess" and the three goddesses embroiled in dispute before him, and he picked up a knife with a smug smile.
The first step, peeling; he gave the skin to Aphrodite.
"To be fair, you're quite pretty. As a layer of skin, you're not bad to look at."
The second step, slicing the flesh; he gave that to Hera.
"As the queen of heaven, yet everyone in Olympus from 800-year-olds to animals has cuckolded you, including males, females, and even sheep. Since you can't save face anyway, take these insides."
The third step, he gave the remaining core to Athena.
"You were supposed to be born a male god and take over Zeus's position, but due to Zeus's shenanigans, you lost that seed, so here, have this core."
Aphrodite clenched her fists, Hera raised her scepter, Athena summoned her spear and shield...
Seeing this, Luo En quickly stepped back, shielding the goddess of discord, Eris, firmly in front of him.
"And you still want to be the goddess of discord? Look at me; I got them to unite at once, even better than you with your instigation."
"..."
Surrounded by Greek gods sharpening their knives, Eris was left in silence.

The Greece Antagonist

The next morning, Little Medusa and Hestia left early, heading toward the royal palace to continue their unfinished medical treatments and coordination.


Luo En, who stayed home alone, opened the window, leaned on the second floor, and perused the documents sent by Princess Ariadne, handling official business.


Time slipped by, and as midday approached, the number of pedestrians on the streets gradually increased, stockpiling supplies for the impending disaster.


One by one, carriages sped past, travelling back and forth between Knossos City and the coastal fortresses, transporting metals, ores, timber needed for building, and priests and officiants with Runes to the camp.


The entire city, shrouded in shadow, was like a tightly wound toy, desperately squeezing out its will to survive and war potential.


"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"


Chapter 84: One Punch One Crybaby Monster