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

Looking at Pan, who was seething with rage after his loss, Luo En admonished with a mix of annoyance and amusement.


"Hey, hey, hey, you can't just talk nonsense, it was clearly you who wanted to make a bet, what's that got to do with me?"


"I don't care, it's all because of your idea that I ended up betting with Apollo, and now I've lost everything, you owe me!"


However, this half-goat, half-deity was unreasonably pinning the blame on the man before him, his hazel goat eyes gleaming with cunning as he threatened ominously.


"Otherwise, I'll spill the beans and say it was all under your instigation!"


In the face of Pan's despicably opportunist turnaround, Luo En wasn't annoyed in the slightest.


Being a prototype for a demon, how could he possibly play by the rules?


"Making amends isn't out of the question..."


Luo En slowly took out two goat horns from the Magic Circle Diagram, fiddling with them in his hands, a smile that was not quite a smile gracing his face.


Chapter 158 Demons Never Talk Morality