"Okay, I'll accept this item and will definitely make good use of it. But if you stand against the Father God, I'll show no mercy!"
"As you wish."
Luo En waved his hand indifferently, watching Hercules leave the courtyard with a heavy heart, a pleased curve rising on his lips.
He said he didn't want it, yet his body was not quite honest, huh?
Even your own loyalty to that Father God doesn't seem as unshakable as you thought.
Plus, His Majesty the King of Gods of Olympus has a severe case of paranoia.
In his eyes, loyalty that's not absolute is absolutely disloyal.
Now that you have the stain of private gifting, you might soon find yourself dining with us rebels.
A certain scheming elder brother chuckled mischievously, raising his glass to salute the direction in which his younger brother Hercules had departed.
At night, Cainis, Medea, and Helen, having finished their duties, returned to the courtyard, one after another, dragging their weary bodies.