The Greece Antagonist

Chapter 183 Brother, You're So Brave

The next day, news of King Pentheus's death spread throughout the palace.

On his way to Glitalon Valley, he had been struck by divine retribution and torn to pieces by several lions in the forest.

Given that the old King was dead and the deities had issued a warning, the orders to arrest and execute the followers of the Dionysian Sect were temporarily shelved until the funeral was conducted and a new King was enthroned, after which everything would be reconsidered.

The Thebans, strangely, did not grieve for the death of King Pentheus; instead, they breathed a sigh of relief because of it.

After all, they themselves or their family members were, more or less, on the path of pursuing joy; if that stubborn King had been left to prosecute indefinitely, the ones to suffer might have been the entire city of Thebes.

To speak an unspeakable truth, his death was of more value than his life.

Hence, in the Theban city immersed in feigned solemnity, wine for celebration sold out.

Very few were willing to offer sincere mourning for the death of the old King Pentheus.

The only one who cared, it seemed, was Agave, who at that moment knelt before the coffin, weeping.

As a mother, even if her son was stubborn and cruel, she still harbored a sliver of maternal affection in her heart.

Besides, her child had died in such a horrific way.

Agave slightly lifted her head, her slightly swollen eyes looked at the twisted face in the coffin and the body made of dirt below it, and she couldn't help but be overwhelmed with grief; the tears that had just stopped, now uncontrollably surged again.

It was as if the candles burning in the palace detected a mother's sorrow, flickering and dancing violently.

"Look at how tragically your son died..."

In a daze, a mournful sigh seemed to echo near Agave's ear and then traveled down her ear canal and into her mind, stirring continuously in the depths of her memory.

The screams and wails of her son before his death appeared in her mind, turning into sharp blades that pierced the heart of the mother, leaving behind wounds that bled continuously.

"Don't you want to avenge him?"

The ensuing ethereal inquiry seemed to kindle the rage in Agave's heart.

The mother's eyes were gradually filled with bloodshot veins, brewing a crimson of hatred, as her lips moved mechanically.

"Yes, revenge!"

"That's right, revenge..."

The blood figure in the darkness curled its lips into a pleased smile.

However, the next moment, the mother kneeling before the coffin suddenly turned around, with a sturdy staff appearing in her hands, and she lifted its sharp end threateningly at the shadow behind her.

The unexpected move froze the blood figure's smile, who retreated instinctively, stumbling in the process.

"Buzz!"

Out of nowhere, green grapevines burst through the soil, accompanied by a dull tremor of the ground, already entangling the ankles of the blood figure.

Damn it!

The blood figure in the dark changed color, trying to break free, but it was too late.

"Die, you vile woman!"Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"Oh? What's the difference?"

"A fool is blindly arrogant, not understanding the fear of the gods; but at least he cherishes his little life, afraid of death. Sadly, I gave him many chances and warnings, yet he continued on his death march without looking back."

Luo En sighed helplessly and looked up somberly at the red-haired beauty, whose eyes were alight with a thirst for knowledge.

"Why did the fool who trembled with fear last night become an idiot who doesn't even care about his own life in just one day? Or perhaps, has someone made him fearless?"

Truthfully, he felt something was amiss from the moment Pentheus dared to ride with him, leaving the Divine Blood Guard behind to go alone to Mount Cyllene.

Especially since, after they had left the city, his [Madness] hadn't fully affected the uninformed young King, making this cousin back down from the challenge.

Clearly, someone had used another kind of force to intervene in Pentheus's mind beforehand, leading him down a no-return path.

Also, it was precisely because he confirmed his cousin was beyond saving that Luo En sentenced him to death without any qualms.

Moreover, things turned out exactly as he had expected, with the spineless Pentheus not uttering even a few pleas for mercy until death.

This cousin, too brave for his own good.

From the evidence before and after, the conclusion was clear.

—There truly was a third party with ill intentions within Thebes.

Hence, Luo En used his memory of Divinity to alter the bloody scene where the followers killed Pentheus, and then reached an agreement with the leader of the Imperial Guard who was present at the scene.

—Pentheus died by the lion's maw because of his stubbornness, unrelated to others.

—When the Divine Blood Guard arrived, everything was already settled; they could only join the nobles among the heretics to kill all the malevolent lions, avenging the King in their place,

This way, the Divine Blood Guard would not have to face interrogation for their negligence, and those nobles who suffered innocently could clear their notorious names, return to Thebes, and, by the way, act as guarantors for the Divine Blood Guard. Read new chapters at empire

It was a result beneficial to both parties, and the leader of the Imperial Guard had no reason to refuse.

Besides this, Luo En also revealed to the Great General and the Queen Mother.

—The death of Pentheus was because someone manipulated behind the scenes, and he would personally bring out the murderer!

The revenge-driven Queen Mother and the Great General, who had sensed something was amiss with the King, immediately promised to cooperate fully with a certain Apostle of the God of Wine.

As expected, the mastermind came to visit the Queen Mother in secret on the second night after Pentheus's death, intending to bewitch her and continue their game.

However, Luo En, who was well prepared, had already set up protective barriers in the Queen Mother's mind.

Consequently, with his help, Agave personally accomplished "revenge" while bearing the pain of losing her son.

At least, that's what she believes now, and there's no need to shatter the beautiful illusion of a grieving mother.

Moreover, the task that she has yet to complete could well be undertaken by him, her dutiful great-nephew.

"Clap, clap, clap, clap!"

At this moment, upon hearing the man before her lay out his elaborate plans and tactics, the red-haired beauty couldn't help but burst into applause, her crimson eyes brimming with admiration.

"You're a natural conspirator, a genius at manipulating hearts! How about becoming my Lesser Deity? I will bestow upon you eternal glory!"

Faced with the olive branch extended by the red-haired goddess, Luo En seemed quite tempted, "And you are?"

The red-haired goddess held her majestic weapons with pride and answered resolutely, "My name is—Eris!"