The Greece Antagonist

Three hours later, Claudius I stood on the steps, looking at the private residence behind him, as if in a dream.

The matter was resolved.

The Goddess of Justice, responsible for the trial, was discerning and confirmed that the conspiracy was solely the act of young Agrippina. He was unaware and did not participate.

But as a husband, as a monarch, he bore the responsibility of oversight.

Therefore, he was no longer suitable to continue serving as the Emperor of the Roman Empire. Seven days later, he will abdicate before the Pantheon, witnessed by the gods, and crown Divine Son Nero.

As compensation, he will be granted a divinity, eradicating his physical ailments and granting him a healthy constitution.

Regarding this outcome, Claudius I felt not a hint of resistance, but rather full anticipation.

Compared to the throne, divinity is far more precious.

Moreover, there is the health he has dreamed of!

If this is the punishment, he would rather it came more often.

Of course, to be cleared of suspicion so easily, he must thank his wife for the leniency shown by the God of Wine.

Claudius looked down at the paper package with some medicinal powder on his hands and the Latin letter filled with love words, his face instantly turning somber.

Damned madwoman!

Actually secretly poisoning him, intending to murder her own husband!

Moreover, she was continuously having an affair with her brother Caligula, planning to overthrow the new monarch and seize control of political and military power once her husband was dead!

Adulteress!

Thinking of the irrefutable evidence laid before him, Claudius shook with anger.

Due to his unappealing image and the old husband-young wife setup, he indulged his spoiled wife, meeting nearly every demanding condition.

However, his wholehearted devotion was repaid with poison that nearly killed him and the disgrace of betrayal.

Had it not been for the God of Wine's investigation, inadvertently uncovering these matters, he would likely have died clueless.

Claudius I counted his blessings while cursing under his breath as he walked downhill.

Meanwhile, in the courtyard.

Astraea looked doubtfully at Luo En:

"How did you know that woman did so many bad things in secret?"

"The Temple is not a mere decoration."

Luo En, without batting an eye, credited the Pantheon and his Mechanical God subordinates.

In fact, young Agrippina's nature and misdeeds were all documented in history books.

Even if circumstances change and Fate deviates, some people's inherent traits are hard to alter, leading them down similar paths.

Clearly, young Agrippina is such a person.

Astraea asked:

"Alright, since the case is judged, how do you plan to deal with that woman?"

"Give her to Claudius I, he will 'love' this young wife dearly."

Luo En answered with a mischievous smile.

Having been betrayed and poisoned, and losing the throne as a result, Claudius I, no matter how magnanimous, will certainly not let young Agrippina have a good time.

Let the couple resolve their grievances themselves.

Astraea nodded in agreement and walked toward the door.

In two days, she would be officially appointed as the Chief Justice of the Roman Empire by the Pantheon, and there were many preparations needed.

Seeing Astraea leave, Luo En also picked up his textbook, proceeding to teach Nero and the Three Sons of Destiny.

In seven days, Nero will be crowned.

He didn't have much time to delay. His students needed to develop quickly.

After the lesson, Nero sensed something different and curiously approached to inquire:

"Teacher, am I about to become Emperor?"

"Yes."

"What are the advantages of becoming Emperor?"

"You will govern the entire Roman Empire."

"And you?"

Luo En squinted his eyes, smiling at his beloved disciple:

"Do you have any orders, future Emperor Your Majesty?"

Upon hearing the kind tone, Nero's courage grew, and he gesticulated before Luo En, saying:

"Teacher, has anyone ever told you, you are perfect for modeling? Your features are strong and handsome, your muscles are streamlined without being obtrusive, and your skin texture is resilient yet lacks nothing in subtlety. Overall, you are virtually a male version of Venus, an ideal sample for modeling and sculpture!"

"So?"

"How about, in the next class, we explore art, with you as the model for us to paint?"

Nero looked up at his teacher, full of expectation.

As the heir of Beauty God Venus, she naturally possesses remarkable aesthetic genes and has a passion for things imbued with beauty.

Without a doubt, her teacher perfectly matches her tastes.

Therefore, she always wanted an opportunity to have her teacher model for her, to preserve this beauty permanently in her work.

Is it just an art class she wants?

Luo En relaxed, showing a gentle smile to his beloved disciple.

It is rumored that Nero won up to 1808 awards at the competitions in Greece's Olympia and Delphi, an "illustrious achievement" unmatched by participants in both ancient and modern Olympics, and she spent significant time diving into poetry, singing, drama, and other artistic fields.

No need to discuss the embellishments of these claims.

But at least it proves she possesses an almost fanatic pursuit of art.

And as a teacher, one should encourage this zeal.