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

The next morning, the gates of Troy opened once more.


The handsome young Prince Paris, draped in leopard skin, with a bow and arrows on his back, a sharp sword at his waist, and two spears in hand, led a group of Trojan soldiers onto the battlefield, declaring his challenge to the bravest hero among the Greek Alliance.


As expected, Diana came out fully armed from the Alliance's camp.


"Try to hold him off for a quarter of an hour. However, there's likely a deity's will residing in that boy, don't be careless!"


Upon hearing the admonition from her father Luo En in her head, Diana subtly nodded without leaving a trace, then contemptuously crooked her finger at Paris.


"So you're the pretty boy who stole Agamemnon's wife? Your looks might be an improvement over that old man Agamemnon, but stealing people and surprise attacks aren't very admirable traits. It was you who stabbed me from behind yesterday, wasn't it? Come on, let's go a round!"


Chapter 146: This Taste of Scum is Very Pure