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

Admetos, seeing that his attempt to make nice had not achieved the expected effect, reluctantly stopped the discussion, with a warm and humble smile on his face, he took the initiative to step down and inquire.


"Cainis, introduce me to these long-distance friends of yours, please."


Cainis scratched his head, straining to recall the identity information Luo En had mentioned, when a deep and solemn voice came from outside the hall.


"They come from Arcadia, entrusted by the Goddess Artemis to alleviate your worries."


At the same time, two figures, shoulder to shoulder, clad in blood-stained Golden Armor, each holding the hideous head of a giant, stepped into the entrance of the hall, bowing toward Luo En with a relaxed and friendly smile on their faces.


"To fight alongside Your Excellency once more is truly a stroke of luck."


Chapter 35: Lack of Skill in Tea Art, Must Add Thick Cream (4k)_2