The Greece Antagonist

"making a good meal is a vast field of knowledge. But don't worry, I will teach you 'slowly'..."

Before the fire, the Goddess of the Hearth thought with satisfaction, while adopting the imposing attitude of an elder, she glanced at the fire with sinister intent, towards Artemis who had clamored to learn cooking.

Seeing that the two figures had disappeared completely into the dense forest, Artemis ground her silver teeth and looked seriously at the elder who had captivated her darling, a blaze seeming to ignite in her eyes.

"Fine, Aunt, teach me more in the future, I'll learn patiently."

Since she had been discovered, she wasn't going to pretend anymore.

She might as well turn sneaky kidnapping into an outright corner-cutting.

Having an added functions in cooking and brewing for the Goddess of the Hunt, so what?

Once she had learned all these things, she'd see what the other side could use to stop her!

The gazes of the two Goddesses collided through the air, each harboring their own schemes, each with their own resentment and defiance, their eyes sparking with a fierce light.

At that moment, Apollo, who arrived late, saw this situation and was immediately struck with an idea. He approached with a handsome face that bore a gentle and eager smile.

"Aunt, Sister, you're both here? I also..."

"We're running out of firewood." Before he could come close, Hestia showed her consistently unfriendly side.

However, the God of Light was well-prepared, his eyes earnestly seeking his sister from the same mother.

"What are you dawdling for? Go find some now!"

Artemis looked back and unceremoniously waved her hand to shoo him away.

"..."

Apollo's face stiffened, and the gentle smile began to strain.

But in the end, under the pressure of kinship and the tyranny of his elder sister, the God of Light, his mind turning to mush, meekly commanded The Nine Muses, who accompanied him, to honestly collect firewood in the forest.

And after dismissing the uninvited guest, the two Goddesses instinctively turned their heads to look at each other; their gazes intense and full of emotion, as if seeing only the other in their eyes... or should I say, their rival?

Meanwhile, Luo En, who had been dragged into the small woods, breathed a sigh of relief.

He had finally managed to shake off Artemis for a while; he could hardly handle her fiery enthusiasm.

However, Luo En's joy didn't last more than a few seconds. As he saw Athena approaching with a cheerful smile and considered the delicate scene with just the two of them, he fell deep in thought.

Something seemed off...

The Goddess of Wisdom approached step by step, her smile growing more radiant.

"No need to think anymore, now, nobody can save you."

The next moment, Athena's expression changed, the space around twisted and closed off, and her hands skillfully snapped off a branch, gradually stripping away the errant twigs, while her eyes as dazzling as stars looked ominously at a certain person in the field.

Instantly, familiar memories flooded his mind, and Luo En shivered uncontrollably, wailing in his heart.

Damn it, drive the tiger to devour the wolf and secretly cross the Chencang!

Lady Hestia, Little Moon, come quickly! You two fools don't even realize you've been robbed!

"Wait a moment! If you draw them all here, our hunt won't be able to continue..."

At the critical moment, Luo En boldly raised his voice, cautiously reminding.

As soon as these words came out, Athena raised an eyebrow and snorted, tossing away the branch in her hand.

"I'll take note of this for now, but you'll explain to me later, what exactly is going on between you and that crazy woman!"

"I should be asking you! Knowing full well that Lady Hestia is close to me and that Apollo has designs on Hestia, yet you still invited that guy. Aren't you afraid that I'll end up with eight arrows in my back, practically a suicide?"

Luo En countered unreservedly, glaring back at Athena to show his displeasure.

Constantly yielding would only lead to being completely oppressed by this woman, so it was essential to show some backbone when it was necessary, indicating his emotions and stance.

Of course, this also involved using questions to answer questions as a strategy.

After all, no one was clean.

Hearing the resentment interwoven in Luo En's words, Athena's face softened somewhat, and she assured solemnly.

"Don't worry, with me here, he can't touch you!"

"What about Hestia?"

Luo En glanced at the Goddess of Wisdom, his gaze somewhat gloomy.

Having just dealt with the ordeal involving Artemis, he couldn't help but feel a bit of psychological shadow now.

Moreover, despite Apollo appearing to be a gentleman of impeccable manners, his track record in matters of love was anything but proper.

There was the killing of a wife—when his lover Coronis was pregnant, he fell in love with the mortal Ischys. An enraged Apollo secretly shot her. During her cremation, Apollo rescued the unborn child from her body, and that child was none other than Asclepius, the Medicine God.

There was the seduction—young Huntress Cyrene, while grappling with a lion barehanded, caught the attention of Apollo. The God of Light, against the maiden's wishes, abducted her in his swan-drawn chariot to Libya, presenting the girl as a gift for all to see.

There was the relentless pursuit turning to furious embarrassment—Nymph Daphne was lusted after by a lovestruck Apollo and was relentlessly pursued. Unable to bear the harassment, she eventually implored her father, a river god, to turn her into a Laurel Tree to escape Apollo's search. When Apollo arrived, he "affectionately" decided he would use the laurel's branches to crown himself, its wood to craft his lyre, and its flowers to adorn his bow. Thus, the segmented Daphne was forever deprived of the chance to revert to her original form.

…Essentially, nearly every woman connected with this God of Light ended with a less than favorable fate.

This glimpse into his dealings gave insight into the fact that Apollo's handling of relationships was far from as noble and righteous as his divine office suggested.

The reason Hestia had been able to live her life peacefully after rejecting her nephew was simply that she, being one of the Twelve Olympians, held a revered status and had the power to protect herself.

But over time, who could guarantee that the God of Light, ostensibly bright but with a somewhat twisted heart, wouldn't harbor some crooked thoughts.

"If you're worried about your aunt? Then there's even less need to."

Athena glanced at Luo En in front of her and mused deeply with profound meaning.

"Among the three great virgin Goddesses, her chastity is the most unbreakable. Not only does Apollo stand no chance, even my uncle Poseidon and Father God Zeus can't go against her wishes. Because the entire order of Olympus is founded upon her vow of chastity!"

Upon hearing this Earth-shattering secret, Luo En could not conceal his astonishment.

He found it hard to imagine that the seemingly gullible homebody next door had played such a critical role in the establishment of the Olympian order.

As if she saw the doubt in Luo En's eyes, Athena proceeded to explain the reasons at length.