The Greece Antagonist

The God of Death and the God of Sleep couldn't help but shiver, staring in astonishment and bewilderment at the two people publicly displaying their affection across from them.

When had the two of them hooked up?

And to such an extent already?

Could it be that the rumor about Her Majesty the Queen being imprisoned was just that, a rumor? Was she doing this willingly?

Noticing the strange glances from the two lesser deities, Hecate rolled her eyes displeasedly and looked back somberly.

"What, do you have a problem with it?"

"No, as long as you're happy!"

The two brothers immediately broke out in a cold sweat, hastily shaking their heads in denial.

Pleased to see her influence remained even in her absence from the Netherworld, Hecate nodded in satisfaction, then pointed at the mutton juice spilling from her lips and playfully scolded the instigator by her side.

"Look at you, it's all spilling out."

"Sorry, I'll be more careful next time."

Seeing Luo En voluntarily bowing his head, Hecate's eyes twinkled more mischievously, and she winked slyly.

"Is it because your fork is too clumsy? How about...feeding me mouth-to-mouth?"

"Snap~~"

Medea and Circe's forks snapped in their hands; the two enchantresses from the same mentor raised their heads in astonishment, looking toward the legendarily aloof Witchcraft Goddess.

Facing Hecate's intimate request, Luo En merely smiled slightly.

"Open your mouth."

"Ah~~"

Hecate obediently opened her mouth, a hint of blushing anticipation crossing her face.

Medea and Circe watched Hecate leaning back her neck in anticipation of being fed, their mental image of this Witchcraft Goddess shattered.

Was this really the goddess they worshipped?

How could she be so unreserved!

At that moment, an arm reached out lightning-fast, and a bronze fork stabbed a large, long lamb chop straight into Hecate's throat.

"Ugh~~"

A sudden foreign sensation overwhelmed her; taken by surprise, Hecate's jaw was stretched to its limits, her eyes rolling back as she flailed about like a frog being electrocuted on an experiment table, her saliva dripping continuously from the corners of her mouth.

After a while, Hecate managed to swallow the lamb chop lodged in her throat, barely surviving the suffocation.

"Do you still want me to feed you? After a few more tries, I should get the hang of using my fork." Luo En asked with a smile, his tone extremely gentle yet chilling like a tyrant in disguise, sending shivers down the spine of everyone present.

Hecate dryly shook her head, her smile turning slightly resentful.

However, Luo En remained unmoved.

Others might not understand, but having contended with this mentor of his for so long, he knew this woman's nature all too well.

This so-called affection was merely a compliance test; she was probing the limits of their power game, trying to see if she could gain the upper hand.

Now that Luo En understood Hecate's true intentions, he certainly wouldn't always keep a pleasant expression; he wouldn't hesitate to chastise her when necessary.

War God Mountain and the Netherworld were in alliance, and this woman was indeed a critical link.

But how to cooperate and who took the lead was for Luo En to decide; this was a line that must not be crossed!

And it must be said, Hecate, having tested the waters, smartly put away her coquettish facade and smiled kindly at the God of Death and God of Sleep.

"You see, I'm doing very well at War God Mountain and would like to stay longer."

"Good?"

The God of Death and God of Sleep thought back to the recent physical deep-throat performance, wanted to speak, but noticing Hecate's right hand tucked in Luo En's arm, they immediately lowered their gaze and kept quiet.

Maybe, they just enjoy that kind of dynamic?

After all, the experiences of Greek deities are too extensive; perhaps these two were indeed struck by divine thunder.

As long as they're happy, outsiders really shouldn't interfere.

Considering this, the God of Death and God of Sleep set aside their distractions and asked formally:

"Mother Goddess, if you plan to stay at War God Mountain for a long time, who will manage Elysium in the future?"

Hecate seemed to have anticipated this question and smiled as she answered:

"Let Medea do it; I quite like that child."

"Me?"

Medea was taken aback by this sudden responsibility thrust upon her, slightly overwhelmed and feeling a lack of confidence.

"Can I really do it?"

"Of course, you can!"

Luo En reassured with a smile, his eyes full of encouragement and approval as he looked at his junior sister.

"Whether it's your natural talent for witchcraft or your diligent learning, you are on par with me and Teacher Circe, and you have been personally guided by Memory Goddess Mnemosyne and Wisdom Goddess Athena. Strength-wise, you can definitely ascend to be a deity and hold a divine office. Elysium is a nice place, very suitable for you."

While Medea was pleased by her brother's praise, she still felt uneasy, sneaking a glance at Luo En across from her and hesitatingly replied:

"But I don't want to leave my brother..."

Luo En, unfazed, reassured with a smile: "Don't worry, it's just a position for gaining experience. Mostly, the Twin Gods and the Three Judges are responsible for the normal operations of Elysium. You don't have to get involved all the time and stay there day and night."

"Really?" Medea's eyes lit up, seeing the former Elysium Queen and her mentor also nodding in agreement, she set her mind at ease and nodded sweetly, "Okay, if brother wishes it, I'll agree."

Such a casual agreement caused the God of Death and the God of Sleep a sudden stomachache.

The Queen of Elysium? A exalted divine office guiding pure spirits into the Land of Supreme Bliss, and just like that, it became part of you two playing around?