The Greece Antagonist

"Alright, we're at your doorstep, and you've already finished the wine, so why don't you put down that empty wineskin?"

As he drew back the curtain, Luo En's gaze fell upon the empty wineskin that Astraea was hugging like a treasure, and he couldn't help but scold her with a darkened face. He snatched the empty wineskin from the drunkard's embrace and expertly tossed it into the bushes by the roadside, feeling quite relieved in his heart.

Although he was the God of Wine, he never had much of an affinity for excessive drinking.

"Wine! My wine!"

However, upon realizing the loss of her treasured possession, the drunken goddess immediately grabbed the culprit, searching all around.

In the end, those bleary, drunken eyes looked around and fixed on a certain object that was narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, an elongated shape. Her cerulean eyes sparkled, and she excitedly pounced on it.

"A big one, there's a big one here!"

In a joyful, slurred mutter, the Goddess of Justice, utterly lost in alcohol, clung to the "wine" she had recovered, and it looked quite substantial. She couldn't help but nuzzle it against the side of her head, reveling in her pleasure.

Immediately, Luo En, who had been tackled to the ground, forcefully pried away the head that was burrowing chaotically into his chest. With a dark face, he shook it several times until the brains inside were well mixed, and he could even faintly hear the sound of waves crashing, until he could finally let go, muttering his annoyance.

"Hey, hey, hey! Astraea, what kind of eyesight is that? Look carefully! I'm a person! Not your wine jug!"

Stare~~

The Goddess of Justice tried hard to open her cerulean eyes wide, looking earnestly at the slender object beneath her that was protesting, completely perplexed.

Stare again~~

Gradually, a bright light shone in the depths of her eyes, and her flushed face showed a flash of realization.

"Oh, it can... it can talk? It must taste even better! I want to try!"

With an excited cheer, the drunkard, whose brain had been thoroughly shaken, stretched out a claw like a vise, gripping it tightly around the "bottle neck," while her other claw reached up, groping blindly in the dark as she sniffed eagerly, intending to open the seal quickly and drink to her heart's content.

What was even worse, those hands were restless, continuously groping in the darkness, seemingly looking for the "pop and pour" spot to pull out the "wine jug's" "cork."

"Take your hands off, don't grab my face!"

"Idiot, why are you feeling down there?! Stop it!"

"Saliva, your saliva is getting on my clothes!"

For a moment, inside the tent, Luo En, who was being indecently assaulted, fumbled to cope with Astraea's restless paws.
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However, whether it was the pestering of the alcohol or the fact that his brain had been shaken, no matter how many times Luo En pushed the drunkard away, Astraea relentlessly pounced again, pressing on the God of Wine with an insatiable look, intoxicatedly inhaling the rich wine aroma from this "large wine jug."

"Just one sip! Let me have just one sip!"

Such persistence definitely belonged to her; no wonder she was able to move from the bed all the way to my bedroom.

How could I have connected this woman with the one on the island? Such a brain fart!

Inside the tent, Luo En, after much struggle, decided to let the sticky, drunken mess on top of him run wild. He protected his head and neck with both hands and clenched his legs tightly, finally managing to drag Astraea off the ground with great difficulty.

The wine god, tormented to exhaustion, had an expression that looked utterly drained, silently swearing to himself.

I'd rather die than drink with this fool again!

"Good wine… delicious..."

As for Astraea, who hung onto the "wine bottle" like a koala, she wrapped her arms tightly around Luo En's neck, occasionally burping, seemingly just having satisfied herself with a good drink.

A toast to the void, huh? You win...

Seeing Astraea in this state, Luo En was left speechless.

Among those he knew, he had never seen anyone with such poor liquor manners.

"Bang!"

Finally, after stumbling to the bed, Luo En, with a sense of relief, pulled down Astraea, who had started to snuggle against him again, and threw her onto the bed.

But because of the persistent skirmish, the strong smell of alcohol had already rubbed off on Luo En.

Feeling frustrated, he invoked the "Sea's Grace" to cleanse both himself and his clothing thoroughly from the outside in, finally heaving a satisfied sigh.

"Is, is that you? Luo... En?"

At that moment, Astraea, seemingly awakened slightly by the surge of magic power, sat up shakily from the bed, a flicker of confusion in her eyes, and mumbled as she drew closer.

"How... how did I end up in my room?"

"Of course because I had to bring you back!"

While tidying up the clutter in the tent, Luo En rolled his eyes at Astraea in exasperation.

"Alright, hurry and enter into a meditative sleep to sober up. If there's nothing else, I'm going to leave first."

"No way!"

However, just as Luo En was about to head out the door, Astraea, who was half-drunk and semi-conscious as if triggered, abruptly seized the figure before her and deftly toppled the God of Wine onto the bed, sniffing him fervently with intoxication.

"Mmm, so fragrant... it's the scent I like...!"

In her slurred mumblings, the Goddess of Justice's nostrils flared, her eyes sparkled, and her flushed cheeks bore a foolish grin as she slowly drew closer.

To be fair, setting aside her boisterous character, this second-generation Goddess of Justice was indeed of the highest caliber, both in form and beauty.

And as the two hefty "Fruits of Justice" swept over from above,

Tempted time and again, Luo En couldn't help but become bewildered, his heart harboring an indescribable... warmth and fantasy...

His own tent was still occupied by Hecate, and after what had just happened, going back was definitely out of the question.

Actually, the bed in the magic travel tent he had prepared was quite large.

At that moment, the lips above him were moist and tender, like glistening, delicious jelly.

Three inches... two inches... one inch...

The beautiful head hovered above, the carefree goddess now holding Luo En's cheeks, her gaze intoxicated, chest trembling, and lips fluttering as if wanting to speak but stopping short.

His heartbeat quickened as the flushed face came into view.

Finally, the Goddess of Justice's throat churned, and she opened her mouth to emit a long-repressed sound.

"Hic~!"

In an instant, with a muffled boom like thunder, a wave of sour, putrid smell from fermented food mixed with the stench of alcohol surged from her stomach, up through the esophagus, passing the throat, and directly sprayed into Luo En's mouth and nose, face-to-face.

...

In the blink of an eye, Luo En's complexion went from red to green, from green to blue, and finally from blue to black as blue veins sprouted on his forehead like mad earthworms, writhing beneath the skin, his facial muscles convulsed severely, and his blood pressure skyrocketed, rushing to his head.

I'm done for...

After taking several deep breaths, Luo En forcefully resisted the urge to unleash his fury and, pushing off the Astraea lying atop him, dashed out of the tent and used his Sea Authority to thoroughly cleanse himself from the inside out three times.

He felt unclean...

Once the soul-cleansing rinse had ended from flesh to spirit, Luo En returned to the bedroom and looked towards the bed somberly.

At that point, Astraea, having wreaked her havoc upon him, lay sprawled on the bed snoring like a dead pig, occasionally smacking her lips and muttering unintelligibly in her sleep.

"Wine... mmm... good wine... another drink..."

Luo En cast down his eyelids and emotionlessly tucked the sprawled Goddess of Justice into the bedcovers.

His rough and decisive approach was like that of an old fishmonger at a supermarket who had been killing fish for twenty years, confronting a fish newly laid on the chopping board.

No matter how much the other party struggled, his heart and mind had already become as cold as the knife in his hands.

Because before drinking, Astraea's intelligence was barely passable,

After drinking, her intelligence had successfully been downgraded to a negative number.

And one cannot possibly harbor thoughts for a fool.

Having done all this, Luo En didn't hesitate to turn and be off without a shred of lingering attachment.

By the way, to prevent this drunken fool from running out and causing trouble again, he specifically added a seal to the door.

The sea breeze wafted by, the aftertaste on his skin seeming not to dissipate yet.

No, I need another wash!

The recently violated God of Wine, carrying an emotional shadow hundreds of kilometers wide, decisively headed for the beach, dove into the surging sea, sunk down to conceal his presence, and prepared to spend the entire night immersed in the water to get rid of the smell.