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

Beneath the bright moonlight, Luo En embraced the rushing Helen in his arms.


Looking at her slender figure and thinking about everything he had seen and heard in Sparta on the way, he couldn't help but feel some pity for this girl who once followed him around carefree,


"It is I, I have returned. You must have had a tough time all these years?"


Hearing the warm inquiry from the one she admired, Helen's repressed emotions burst out like a breached dam, clinging tightly to Luo En's waist with her head buried in his chest, sobbing softly.


Luo En gently patted Helen's back, repeatedly whispering comfort,


Not knowing how much time had passed, Helen, who had indulged in that warm embrace for a while, finally remembered her brothers standing aside and reluctantly got up, her slightly flushed face showing a rare embarrassment and shyness, courteously coughing to greet.


"Brother Castor, Brother Polux, you've come back too..."


Chapter 133: Waiting, and Hoping