The Greece Antagonist

Of course, the reason why the whitewashing went so smoothly was all due to Apollo's inherent full trust in his own sister.

And all Luo En had to do was give a little artistic touch to the things Artemis had done, label them with "well-intentioned," and Apollo would naturally assume.

——My sister must have her profound reasons for doing this!

——Even if she uses my friend to threaten me, it's for my own good!

——All the fault lies with me! Stay connected with empire

On the other hand, if Luo En himself were the main target to be whitewashed, trying to convince Apollo, that stubborn mule, would probably be harder than ascending to heaven.

After all, this little brother-in-law was highly vigilant and hostile towards him, and any praise about him was likely to be taken with a grain of doubt and pondered over many times.

Therefore, a straightforward attempt to curry favor was doomed to fail.

Once a "noble and just" image was established for Artemis, Luo En, as the executor, would also be indirectly whitewashed, no matter his actions or motives.

"Listen, although I managed to save Asclepius by chance, this matter is no trivial issue, and the fewer people involved, the better, especially your sister. I do not want her to get involved as well. So I will take full responsibility for the safety of Asclepius from now on!"

"Hmm..."

Apollo nodded slightly, then looked at the face he used to loathe and reject. After hesitating for a long time, he finally clenched his teeth and murmured,

"Thank, thank you..."

Having said that, the God of Light seemed to have broken through some shackle in his heart, and his gloomy mood suddenly lifted a great deal. The figure before him, which he once found so detestable, now seemed much more pleasant to look at.

Being so kind to his sister, willing to take risks repeatedly for a word from her, even daring to defy Zeus's command—how bad could such a person be?

——In the past, it was mostly likely a misunderstanding on my part.

At this moment, Luo En still wore an indifferent expression in response to Apollo's expression of gratitude.

"It's not for you; it's for Lady Artemis. She has helped me a lot. And that kid, Asclepius, is to my liking as well."

"Yes, I know, one thing at a time."

Apollo nodded slightly, his face betraying nothing, but his gaze towards Luo En across from him became gentler.

Upon closer inspection, this guy seemed a straightforward and upright person, perhaps not so distasteful after all...

Unconsciously, Apollo's opinion of someone was gradually changing.

"Alright, that's enough talk. Stay here and serve your sentence, and don't do anything rash before your labor in Thessaly is over."

Luo En said as he got up from the ground, preparing to leave.

However, before he had taken a few steps, he felt a wave of dizziness and nearly collapsed.

Apollo instinctively reached out his hand, grabbing Luo En's arm, steadying the man who had been his adversary once upon a time.

But as soon as their bodies made contact, the God of Light's complexion changed slightly.

"Your body..."

"It's nothing. Trying to snatch someone from His Majesty the King of Gods comes at a price."

Luo En replied nonchalantly, and then gently pushed Apollo's hand aside.

At this moment, the God of Light looked at the figure before him who he once hated so much, with an even more complex gaze.

His divinity was rapidly declining, his divine blood nearing depletion, and the vitality within his body flickered like a candleflame in the wind.

Clearly, he had paid a steep price to rescue Asclepius's spirit from Zeus's grasp.

After all, this was a feat even he himself was not confident of achieving in his prime, and for a lesser deity like him to succeed, the losses would certainly be substantial.

"What? Worried I won't be able to protect Asclepius?"

Luo En glanced at Apollo, whose expression was changing, and earnestly promised,

"Rest assured, as long as I am not dead, I will definitely fulfill what I promised to Artemis!"

With that, he began walking again, his steps unsteady, towards the distant mountain path.

There was no helping it, first reviving Echidna, the Mother of Serpents, in the Arima Cave, then rushing to the scene of the incident, providing a large amount of divine blood and divinity to flesh out Asclepius's spirit...

Two consecutive resurrection ceremonies, each as thorny as the other. Even with his Crown's rejuvenating authority, he was practically drained dry; holding up until Thessaly without collapsing was already a feat of incredible endurance.

Of course, high risk for high reward.

"Wait!"

Hearing the call from behind, Luo En slightly curled the corners of his lips.

There, the payer had arrived.

At this moment, seeing Luo En turn around, Apollo clenched his teeth and took out a bronze emblem from his bosom, tossing it over.

"Take this!"

As Luo En caught the heavy object, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

"What is this?"

"Something that could save your life!"

Apollo turned away and answered with a cold, hard voice.

Luo En lowered his gaze to the bronze emblem portraying the spirited horses pulling the Bronze Chariot and the Sun hanging above the chariot, feeling the scorching heat radiating from it, and he immediately understood.

—The Sun God Helios's Sun Chariot!

—Because Helios's son Phaethon had failed in his duties, this authority over the Sun had been stripped from him and transferred to Apollo, the God of Light.

However, Apollo hadn't fully assimilated this power before he was punished and sent to Thessaly to serve because of the death of Pan.

Afterward, Artemis took over the Temple of Light, temporarily maintaining the basic operation of Apollo's divine authority, and the Sun Chariot ended up in the hands of the Goddess of the Hunt.

The fact that this item returned to Apollo's hands, Luo En guessed, was probably because after the Gigantes rose up in rebellion, Artemis, worried about Apollo who had just had a fallout with the Nine Muses, brought the Sun Chariot back to its rightful owner while coming to Thessaly to discipline her brother, as a precaution.

Luo En shook his head, righteously refusing.

"This is yours, I can't take it!"

"From now on, it's yours," Apollo retorted with a cold snort, seriously adding, "You have risked yourself to save Asclepius, I won't let you be troubled by that, and I don't want to owe you any more favors."

Then, the God of Light calmly explained, "The Sun, aside from its destructive power, also has the characteristic of shining over the earth, able to promote the emergence of vitality in all things. Absorbing this divine power might compensate for the loss of your divinity and vitality, helping you to recover more quickly."

Luo En timely expressed a trace of concern, "What about you then?"

"This item's properties overlap with those of Light, I don't need it for now. Besides, my servitude in Thessaly is almost over, who would dare touch me? It hasn't come to the point where I need a lesser deity worrying about me!"

With that said, Apollo waved his hand impatiently.

"Take it if I tell you to, from now on, we are even!"

Seeing that resolute and proud figure, Luo En had no choice but to nod, acknowledging this "fair and just" transaction, and he once again made a solemn promise.

"Don't worry, I will absolutely protect Asclepius!"

"Aren't you leaving yet? The reinforcements from King Admetos are about to arrive!"

Apollo, seeing Luo En still standing there, couldn't help but raise his eyebrow and snort coldly, pointing at the dust clouds rising in the distance.

To prevent the misunderstanding from escalating, Luo En had to turn and walk towards the mountain path.

And just as his figure was about to disappear into the thick shadows of the forest, he seemed to remember something, stopped in his tracks, turned around, and earnestly looked at Apollo standing still.

"One last thing, I need to make clear to you, that rebellion of the Gigantes had nothing to do with me."

"Uh-huh, I know…"

Apollo nodded, his tone flat, quietly watching Luo En's figure vanish into the dense woods.

At that time, with the sound of thundering hoofbeats, King Admetos of Thessaly arrived at the scene leading his Divine Blood Guard, his aura teeming with a menacing killing intent.

"Where did that guy go? Where is he?"

"I'm fine, that one isn't an enemy, we just had some misunderstandings, that's all," Apollo said, slightly raising his hand to calm his friend who was ready to pursue.

Realizing it was a false alarm, King Admetos breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good. Come, let's return to the city. I don't want to think about these unhappy things today; let's get drunk."

Apollo nodded, and then his eyes flickered listlessly as he spoke.

"By the way, it's been quite a while since I've seen my uncle. Can we invite him along as well?"

"Of course, my friend!"

The hospitable King of Thessaly waved his hand grandly and several Divine Blood Guards stepped forward, carrying the command to invite the middle-aged slave fishing by the sea, known as "Neptune."

As Apollo watched the messengers disappear from view, he lowered his head; a deep shadow of gloom and fierceness emerged in his eyes.

If his father could be so heartless, then don't blame a son for showing filial respect in his own way!