The Greece Antagonist-Chapter 747 - 147 Sister-in-law, You Dont Want Your Daughter to Be

Chapter 747: Chapter 147: Sister-in-law, You Don’t Want Your Daughter to Be Bullied, Right?_2 Chapter 747: Chapter 147: Sister-in-law, You Don’t Want Your Daughter to Be Bullied, Right?_2 “Pandora?”

“Right, once we deal with that Catastrophe Witch, the news of my return with the Argo Heroes probably won’t be kept secret for long. At that time, His Majesty the King of Gods will most likely not sit still either, you need to prepare in advance.”

Upon hearing this, Hector’s heart clenched, and he nodded seriously.

Since he had chosen to betray “Divine Grace,” he could only follow Lord Shepherd to the end.

Having gotten the outcome he wanted, Luo En simply waved his hand.

“That’s all I have to say. If there’s nothing else, I need to rush back to the camp to handle another problem.”

“Just a moment!”

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At that moment, Cassandra walked in from outside and quickly called out to Luo En, pulling along a still-charming blonde woman and speaking in a grave voice.

“We’ll go back with you!”

Luo En glanced at the woman’s familiar facial features and pondered.

“You are… Helen’s sister?”

“Yes, as you see, this sinner is still clinging to life.”

The woman gave a bitter smile and nodded, then a look of sudden enlightenment crossed her face.

“I could, just like that sorry lover of mine, blame it all on the gods’ mischief. But since I did it, I must take responsibility. So, I implore you to take me back to the Greek camp and hand me over to my husband Agamemnon, let him do as he wishes, so this meaningless war can finally come to an end.”

Luo En looked at this aunt-by-marriage who seemed ready to stake her life to plead for Troy, as well as Cassandra holding hands, ready to accompany her, his gaze slightly complex.

In fact, Clytemnestra was not a capricious woman.

In her original fate, Agamemnon, worried about his wife’s fidelity while he was away at war against Troy, arranged for a singer to watch over his wife day and night to ensure she wouldn’t be tempted.

Meanwhile, Agamemnon’s brother, Agistos, had his eye on his brother’s wife and his royal position, and he tried to seduce Clytemnestra several times, but she refused.

But later, Agistos took the singer charged with watching her to a deserted island, where he met his end at the hand of wild beasts, and then informed his sister-in-law that Agamemnon had sacrificed their daughter to secure victory in the war. Out of anger, Clytemnestra complied with Agistos and, when her husband Agamemnon returned victoriously, bringing with him a captured Troy Princess, she, along with Agistos, killed both her husband and avenged her daughter.

And that unfortunate Troy Princess, also because of Clytemnestra’s wrath, died in that murder.

Yes, it was Cassandra herself…

The trajectory of this fate was absolutely twisted.

However, thinking of Penthesilea who was supposed to die at the hands of Achilles, now mixing together with the feminized Achilles (Diana) all day inseparable, even forming a master-apprentice bond, Luo En then let it go.

Let it be twisted; it was still better than the original ending where everyone met their doom.

Luo En shook his head to dispel the chaotic thoughts in his mind, but he did not agree to let his aunt-by-marriage walk into a trap:

“Agamemnon is not as clean as you think, the moment you were led away, he immediately went to Sparta to propose marriage, planning to take your sister Helen and Sparta’s formidable army into his hands. And your husband, under the bidding of His Majesty the King of Gods, had already set his sights on Troy, lacking only a reason to act. So, are you really saying that Agamemnon truly knew nothing about yours and Paris’s elopement?”

Hearing this, the Queen of Mycenae’s expression turned cloudy.

No wonder on those days when the Troyan fleet visited, her usually strict husband voluntarily allowed her to host Paris and others;

No wonder her husband kept going out frequently during that period, leaving her and Paris alone;

No wonder she could escape, carrying loads of gold and silver treasures along with a number of burdensome maids, from the heavily guarded Mycenean Palace…

Considering all these signs, her husband was likely not the mastermind but at least an accomplice, and he had definitely been stirring trouble in the background.

But after a long silence, the aunt-by-marriage sighed deeply:

“Either way, it was my fault first…”

“Oh, I forgot to tell you: a few days ago Agamemnon suffered a defeat and upon his return, he threw your daughter onto the altar, saying it was a sacrifice to the Pantheon of Gods to exchange for victory for Greece. If it weren’t for Helen’s timely intervention, agreeing to let another city-state take Mycenae’s place, your daughter’s ashes would probably be cold by now. Your Highness the Queen, you wouldn’t want your daughter to continue to be bullied after you die, right?”

As Luo En followed up with this dark reminder, the aunt-by-marriage who previously seemed resigned to her fate suddenly erupted in fury, like a mother wolf protecting her cub.

“Agamemnon, that beast! What does our business have to do with our daughter? Just wait, I will make sure he pays the price!”

Looking at his aunt, who was brimming with life and seemed eager to immediately return and cut down the scum, Luo En’s face involuntarily revealed a sly smile.

Whether Agamemnon lived or died was of little concern to him. That fool probably still fantasized that after dealing with Troy, he would be able to dominate the city-states of Greece with the support of Zeus.

Little did he know that in His Majesty the King of Gods’ plan, there was no intention of fulfilling any promises.

Since Agamemnon was just an expendable tool to be discarded after use, why not recycle this waste to give his aunt added motivation to survive?

“In case” Agamemnon met with misfortune, Sparta, which had marital ties to Mycenae, could opportunistically intervene and gather military strength, causing those Mycenaeans and their vassal army to shine brightly for the true great cause.

Seeing her strategy not adopted, Cassandra couldn’t help but raise doubts:

“But the alliance currently holds an absolute advantage. Are they really willing to set aside grievances and join forces with us?”

“That’s why I told you to open a door at the critical moment…”

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Luo En spoke leisurely, his tone meaningful.

At that moment, Cassandra finally understood the other party’s intentions and couldn’t help but look up at the Shepherd with admiration, even reverence.

It must be said, such pure worship was quite gratifying to Luo En.

However, having already spent too much time in Troy, he could only regretfully gather his thoughts and take his leave from the three in the Royal Palace.

“Remember my words, immediately build an altar for the Pantheon of Gods on War God Mountain and wait for my command!”

The three nodded respectfully, watching as the deity walked into the thick of the night.

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Familiar with the terrain, Luo En snuck out of Troy and looked at the Greek camp amassed outside the city, his gaze flickering.

Next, it was time to meet with the Catastrophe Witch.

Just as Luo En was about to infiltrate the Mycenaean camp to discover what lay within, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and he abruptly raised his right hand to reach toward a small grove of trees rustling in the breeze nearby:

“Who’s there? Come out!”

“Shhh!”

Instantly, the dense night within the woods was torn apart, and a sneaky figure was dragged out clumsily.

Feeling the familiar pressure rise around him, the figure in the sand hurriedly raised both hands, shouting:

“Don’t, don’t do it, it’s me!”

“Hermes?”

Luo En looked at the face full of guile and was momentarily taken aback.

“You’re back?”

“If I hadn’t been smart, I might not have made it back at all!”

Hermes huffed irritably, his words heavy with resentment.

And with the moon’s light shining down, Luo En finally noticed that Hermes, who had always taken great care with his appearance, was now in tattered clothing, with dreadful wounds and freshly congealed scabs covering his body.

“Did you run into Zeus?”

Luo En’s face changed, and he immediately leapt back, putting distance between himself and Hermes.

Seeing this, Hermes’ face darkened even further:

“If I had run into him, would I still be alive? Stationed in the Temple of Fate were three Hundred-Handed Giants! Also, why are you running so far away all of a sudden?”

“Ahem, the scenery by the sea is quite nice. It’s good you’re back, let’s go inside and talk at leisure.”

Luo En coughed guiltily and then put on an effusively welcoming smile, pulling Hermes into the heavily guarded Spartan commander’s tent.