The Greece Antagonist

"Not right, how come there's so little? Are you hiding something?"

"No more, there really is none left."

Circe answered with a mournful face and promptly opened the empty safe to prove it.

"The three of us only shared this much, see for yourself."

"Wait a minute, the three of you?"

Luo En caught the implied meaning and narrowed his eyes.

"Who else is involved? Tell me the truth!"

"It's..."

Circe hesitated, about to answer, but when she glanced outside the window and caught a glimpse of white feathers, she shrank back, closed her eyes, and began speaking mournfully.

"It was me! I did it all!"

"We, we are also at fault..."

The two Medusas hanging their heads dryly took the initiative to shoulder some of the blame.

Luo En observed the sudden change in the attitudes of Circe and the others, his eyes eerily flickering.

Could they really manage such a large-scale black market with just their intelligence?

Moreover, with such large operations and many incoming assets, how could it be possible to keep everyone from knowing?

Unless there were dark forces on War God Mountain protecting and covering for them.

Luo En slightly shifted his gaze, looked out into the pitch-black night, and immediately covered the entire house with the Authority of the Labyrinth, then began searching around Circe.

Soon, based on his years of understanding the foolish teacher, he pulled out a crumpled booklet from under her buttocks.

Luo En opened it to look, and his face suddenly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

It listed various guest services during his tenure and corresponding illegal earnings.

And the net profits were divided into four parts.

Thirty percent was sent up the mountain to the Sanctuary, for repairs to the Great Temple and maintenance of public facilities in Athens;

thirty percent was sent to his own mansion, for post-war reconstruction of several coastal city-states and for the internal migration of seafolk;

thirty percent was given to Circe, Stheno, and Euryale to divide as a reward for their hard work;

the last ten percent was confiscated to purchase ingredients, music scores, fine wines, and various casual books...

Considering such a blatant pattern of distribution and use of funds, Luo En, by using his bum to think, would know how extensive the protection umbrella over this black industry chain must be and who all were involved.

Or in other words, wasn't he the public asset of War God Mountain?

Luo En muttered darkly, collecting all the illicit money into his Magic Circle Diagram.

The three watched as the treasure before them rapidly disappeared, their hearts aching and eyes brimming with tears.

After painstakingly kneeling for three months of meals, all their effort turned out to be in vain.

However, they quickly realized their miserable fate was far from over.

Luo En flipped through the booklet and slowly started speaking,

"Just now you said it was all your doing, right? The total amount of illicit money includes 20,000 Gold Coins, 300 gemstone crates, 450 Magic Guidebooks, Mithril, Mountain Copper, and other precious materials... Currently, only a third has been confiscated, so when will the rest be paid back?"

The three were dumbfounded at his words.

Payback?

They were just trying to scrape together some money due to their tight finances, having to bear the moods of those from War God Mountain to get that thirty percent.

Why was it that they, who had already given away the lion's share, had to cover the shortfall in the end?

But the thought of giving up the mastermind surfaced in their minds, they simultaneously shook their heads, dismissing the tempting idea.

If they dragged the top figures down, their snake scales and bird feathers wouldn't be saved.

At this point, they could only swallow the bitter pill and bear the blame.

Seeing the three keeping their lips tightly sealed, determined to endure to the end, Luo En nodded in satisfaction.

Seventy percent that flowed out; thirty percent Athena used to construct Athens and repair the Great Temple, thirty percent Tethys used to curry favor, attracting deities of the marine system and the migration of seafolk; the last ten percent were divided among Hestia, The Three Graces, and The Nine Muses to improve their living conditions...

So even with evidence in hand, he couldn't confiscate the goods from those who conspired above.

Besides, the law does not punish the majority.

There was no need to make a big fuss; this small amount of money spent could be considered compensation for their hard work during the battle at Thessaly.

And for his mental anguish, weren't there three scapegoats delivered to his door?

Luo En squinted at the three before him, his smile radiant as he pressed on.

"So when will the remainder of the illicit money be handed over?"

"No, no money..."

The three, drained of all resources, answered weakly, their faces mournful.

"That's simple," Luo En spoke, his expression still radiant, "Just pay back whatever you owe."

Upon hearing this, they initially felt relieved, then confusion dawned on them.

Pay back what you owe?

And soon, seeing a certain victim leisurely pulling out a black curse whip, they saw him smiling viciously as he approached.

"Of course — in flesh!"

The three's faces drastically changed, and in unison, they activated all their divine power and scattered.

But at that moment windows and doors had already been sealed by runes, and like a snake python, the black curse whip entwined their ankles, dragging them into darkness.

The sound of fabric ripping, the sorrowful wails of young girls, and the occasional painful moans of pleasure gradually filled the small house.

Days later, bright sunlight shone through the window grills, illuminating the disheveled room,

Two slender, petite goddesses huddled in a corner, clinging tightly to each other.