The Greece Antagonist-Chapter 500 - 31 Brother, you smell so good (5k)
Chapter 500: Chapter 31 Brother, you smell so good (5k)
“Bang~!”
Two dull thumps struck the twins’ heads, and Luo En’s face was covered with black lines.
“What are you thinking? She’s just drunk and asleep.”
The siblings smelled the fragrance of alcohol filling the garden, and seeing the obvious flush on Her Majesty the Queen’s face, the astonishment in their hearts dissipated, replaced by a sense of tedium and disappointment.
Just this? How boring…
Watching the two shake their heads regretfully, Luo En’s expression grew even darker.
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Was he so thirsty? Would he not let go of any female?
Not to mention that this was Atalanta’s biological mother, which required consideration for his student’s feelings; even from the perspective of charisma, the Queen of Arcadia wasn’t anything special among the women he knew, far from someone who could incite his animalistic impulses.
After all, compared to those genetically superior deities and heroes, the queen was virtually unknown in the epics, at best a pretty face without much substance.
If it weren’t for her secluded life in the inner palace, her minimal involvement with the major sacrificial ceremonies of Arcadia, and her understanding attitude, having acknowledged Atalanta’s identity and striving to mend their relationship after the King of Arcadia’s outburst, facilitated by the Moon Goddess Temple, it would still be uncertain whether she could retain her title as queen.
Fortunately, the queen was sensible enough to stay as her mascot role, which helped Atalanta and Luo En develop some good feelings and respect for her.
Thus, their few encounters had been harmonious, but that was all.
“What are you spacing out for? Call the maids outside to come in, and have them take the queen to rest indoors.”
Seeing the brothers stood motionless by the door, Luo En reminded them with annoyance in his voice.
The brothers snapped to attention and hurried to carry out his orders.
As several maids and two priestesses from the Temple of the Moon Goddess, alerted by the commotion, hustled to assist the queen into the house, Luo En turned to the twins and asked with furrowed brows.
“You said someone wanted to see me? Where are they? Take me to them.”
Recalled to the matter at hand, the twins grew solemn and quickly led the way.
The three of them walked out of the Royal Palace, and the twin brothers came to a secluded old house in the city. They turned back to Luo En with a serious warning,
“The person is inside there. They feel very dangerous, so be careful.”
Luo En waved his hand to signal the twins to leave first and then looked thoughtfully at the subtle star patterns and the twin serpent symbols on the wall.
A Hermes Trismegistus Sector base?
“Is the guest here? Welcome, welcome!”
At that moment, accompanied by a light voice, a handsome young man with brown hair and blue eyes, wearing a brown sailors’ cap, walked out with a face full of a welcoming smile.
“Come on in, the food and drinks are all ready. Let’s see if they suit your palate.”
Listening to that familiar tone and feeling the warmth of the other person pulling him into the house, Luo En inwardly nodded with certainty.
Yep, it was definitely Hermes.
After confirming the other person’s identity, Luo En followed into the small courtyard where a table was set with food and drinks. He took a seat but did not reach for the utensils, his face tensed as he got straight to the point.
“Out with it. Why did you want to see me, Hermes?”
Having his identity revealed, the God of Messengers wasn’t surprised; instead, he merrily handed over dishes as if they were old friends reuniting after many years,
“We haven’t seen each other for so long, why don’t we eat and talk?”
“Let’s deal with business first. Thanks to your Blood Descendant and those disciples of yours, I’ve been very busy recently,” Luo En replied, coldly and impassively.
“Such injustice!” Hermes lamented, a look of aggrievement on his face, “That was all Typhon’s doing; it has nothing to do with me!”
“You know about Hippomenes, don’t you?”
“Not familiar!”
“He’s the mastermind, and he’s also your Blood Descendant.”
“If you’re counting relations by generations, wouldn’t the Father God also be linked to him in some way?”
“Then how do you explain the Grand Sacrifice launched by the Hermes Cult? They are your most devoted followers. When Typhon descended because of them, can I view it as this was your instruction, with the goal of using Typhon’s revival to sweep away Arcadia’s hostile forces for you and the Hermes Cult?”
“Slander! That’s naked slander! By the Styx River, I swear I didn’t do it!”
Hermes immediately became hopping mad, first raising his right arm and swearing an oath, then earnestly grasping Luo En’s hand,
“Typhon must be trying to sow discord between us, you can’t believe that!”
“Whether I believe it or not is irrelevant. The Arcadians are the ones who have been harmed. The key is what they think.”
Luo En spoke indifferently, then casually added,
“I’ve heard that because of the aftermath of the Beast Disaster, they’ve been harboring significant grudges against the followers of the Hermes Cult lately…”
In fact, although the major trouble of Hippomenes and Typhon was dealt with, the problems they left behind were far from over.
The remnants of Typhon’s Demon Army in the mountains of Arcadia, fragmented after their defeat in the decisive battle, scattered across various city-states, causing harm and infinite trouble.
With such a catastrophe triggered, even if the Hermes Cult wasn’t the primary culprit, they couldn’t expect to wash their hands clean of the affair.
And as clever as Hermes was, he, of course, understood the meaning of Luo En’s statement above and reluctantly opened the Magic Circle Diagram, took out a pair of boots adorned with silver wings, and, with a pained expression, placed them on the table while offering a compensatory smile,
“I’ve heard that Her Majesty the Queen of Arcadia has lately been defending my followers, willing to let bygones be bygones. A small token, not much but my way of showing appreciation, please convey my thanks to Her Majesty the Queen.”
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Hermes’s words seemed soft, but they were subtly loaded with implications.
As the God of Messengers, his journey had naturally involved getting the inside scoop on the situation and how the Hermes Cult was currently viewed so that he could prepare for the negotiations that followed.
