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

Just as the little Spartan princess, crestfallen, was preparing to turn around and leave, the door creaked open, and a warm blanket was draped over her.


"It's cold outside, don't catch a cold; put this on," someone said.


After this brief instruction, the door closed once more.


Helen snuggled into the cozy blanket, paused at the door, gazing for a moment, and a light of joy blossomed on her otherwise desolate face.


It's just that I am too young to answer the questions he asked.


With that thought, Helen's eyes lit up, and she wrapped the blanket around herself and hurried to her bedroom.


Luo En stood at the window, watching Helen's departing figure, and heaved a sigh of relief.


He had said what he needed to say, hoping that the young girl would take his words to heart and not follow the same disastrous path as her forebears.


Chapter 18 Helen, No! (4.7k)_3