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

Before Hercules' inquiry, the servant bit his lip, maintaining silence.


Hercules' eyes were bloodshot with agitation as he roared, even subconsciously raising his fist.


"That's enough, you should not trouble him further."


Clad in a black veil, the queen of Thessaly emerged from behind the corner of the corridor, holding back the grief on her face with difficulty as she spoke solemnly.


"During the time, you were resting, my husband has been buried; his grave is on the barren mountain outside the city."


Even though Hercules had an inkling, upon hearing the dire news, he still found it somewhat unbelievable.


"The divinity that burned too many times withered the life within him. After entertaining you that night, he was called by divine mercy and went to the Netherworld."


"He probably didn't want you to worry, and didn't want you to feel guilty..."


Chapter 69: With a good swing of the hoe, no corner stands firm.