An Old Scumbag

Of course, Samael's choice was not simply to sell the little creatures of the Arima Caves to Olympus; it was a form of indirect protection.

From what he knew of the records, the King of Divine Monsters was cunning and ferocious, yet also suspicious and patient.

Historically, Typhon was exceptionally powerful, having long been capable of challenging the Olympian Gods.

However, he waited until Zeus met with his lover Europa, took the opportunity to steal the Thunderbolt Scepter, and made full preparations before attacking Olympus.

Now that this King of Divine Monsters Arima Caves his sights set on Medusa and Athena, he certainly won't give up so easily.

If their true strength is discovered, when Typhon comes again, Samael, the Serpent Mother, Themis might still be able to protect themselves, but those little guys might all lose their lives.

In response, after weighing the pros and cons, the ancient snake could only plan to take targeted measures against Typhon's "suspicious" personality, indirectly creating the illusion that it had been plotting with Olympus all along.

Since Zeus is his nemesis, he might as well pull the people of the Arima Caves back a little and hide behind Olympus, the target of his power, and let these two King of Gods perform together.

Having learned from these few instances of deception and bluffing, the still-developing Typhon, fearing he might fall into a trap, will not come to harass the Arima Caves for the time being.

The ancient snake pondered for a moment, then raised its hand to stroke its chin, half serious and half sentimental.

"To be honest, gods and monsters are still at the bottom of the social hierarchy. If they enter Olympus like this, they will inevitably be bullied, and they might even lose their lives."

These kids are, after all, people I've watched grow up. Before they go to class, Anna and I still need to help them smooth things over here.

Does this guy really have a conscience?

Gilgamesh looked at Samael's fatherly, worried, and hardworking expression and felt deeply suspicious.

"Use connections? Who are you going to ask?"

Samael snapped out of his daze, a strange smile spreading across his face, and began to count on his fingers as a hint.

"Now, behind Typhon is Tartarus, representing the divine authority of the abyss..."

The lineage of Zeus should represent the divine authority of the sky through the line of Uranus, the Authority over the Seas through the line of Pontus, and perhaps also the lineage of Eronus representing lust and destiny...

If you want to pull some strings, you should at least find someone of the same rank to stand with you.

The Heroic King understood in his eyes and murmured something to himself.

"Mother Earth... Gaia?"

Samael clapped his hands lightly, a smile playing on his lips.

"Three Hecatoncheires, three Cyclops, and the sea nymphs who raised Zeus on the Crete Island, who taught this King of Gods, and the earth goddess's servant..."

Gaia is quite generous; she's given Olympus a decent number of people, and they can afford to take in the Arima Caves family anyway.

From a bloodline perspective, the Serpent Mother is indeed a creation of the Mother Earth.

Echidna, as the third-generation Mother Goddess, and Themis, as the Titan Gods of Mount Othrys, went to negotiate cooperation with Zeus and express their allegiance.

This way, the words of the man would carry weight, ensuring that the Typhon's Offspring would have a leisurely job to slack off, instead of actually becoming cannon fodder.

Moreover, with these two leading the way and attracting the attention of Olympus, some of the children from the Arima Caves were able to find jobs, allowing Athena Medusa to remain hidden in the forest.

Zeus was a wise man who dreamed of reclaiming divine power and making Olympus the sole ruler.

The significance of Themis is self-evident, Echidna's status as a third-generation Mother Goddess is also quite useful.

Especially since the Serpent Mother was not a complete creation and posed no threat to Zeus, she was perfect as a mascot and representative of the Earth Mother.

In any case, it's better to spend some time with Olympus than to be secretly purged and killed by the Argus Panoptes in the future, right?

"Instigating a power struggle among the four Origin God factions? I see."

Gilgamesh nodded slightly, his brow relaxing.

Although the risks are considerable, as Samael said, as long as one can safely weather the initial doubts and the subsequent power struggle between gods of equal strength, their symbolic significance as mascots representing the stability of Olympus divine authority outweighs their practical function, making them the safest option.

"Be careful not to go too far. Also, since you're planning to use Olympus as a shield, then put in the effort and try to build good relationships with some of the Twelve Gods."

The Heroic King offered a gentle reminder and advice.

A single word awakened me from my dream!

Samael slapped his forehead, his previously hazy thoughts suddenly clearing away.

Yes! Zeus overthrew Mount Othrys by dividing and winning over the opposing Twelve Titans, reducing them to three.

Similarly, even if he needed the power of the Olympus gods, he didn't necessarily have to overthrow the twelve Olympus gods.

Divide and win over, how could we forget this tactic?

He defused the Third Storm in the Mesopotamian world back then, and that's how he did it.

Yeah, he's familiar with this.

Therefore, it's not impossible to find a way to sideline Zeus and indirectly elevate Athena to power.

The ancient snake grew happier and happier as it thought about it, and a series of wicked ideas popped into its head.

As dawn broke, the divine core embedded in the Sorcery Array exhausted its ether and turned into a puddle of crystalline dust, causing the Spirit Communication screen to sway and distort, and the sound to become intermittent.

As they parted, everyone bid farewell in turn, and then left the main hall in twos and threes as if nothing had happened, tacitly leaving their last moments with the two goddesses.

Seeing that no one was around, Ereshkigal placed her hand on the Snake Molt wrapped around her left wrist, mustered her courage, and gave a slightly flushed speech, as if comforting her husband and wife.

"Samael, take good care of Mother Goddess, take good care of Anna, and take good care of yourself too."

"If there's a problem here, we can all solve it. I'll be waiting for you in Mesopotamia."

Although I am no longer alone, there are still some figures and positions that cannot be replaced.

If... if you have the time and opportunity, it would be best to contact us more often...

In the end, the Underworld Goddess moved her lips, but still suppressed the thoughts buried deep within her heart.

Immediately, before her older sister could back away, Ishtar swung her small fists and approached with gritted teeth.

"Samael, you bastard! You actually conspired with that Gilgamesh guy to swindle me! He confessed that you tricked me into giving him 30% of the ore treasure from the Gate of Babylon. When are you going to return it?!"

"He's the culprit, okay? The Treasury of Babylon is overflowing with money, why are you asking a poor wretch like me for it?"

"Nonsense! If I could break in, I would have emptied the place out long ago! Who told you to abandon the job and run away? Being a Shepherd King would have been so much better. Everything in there would have been mine. This time, I've lost big time! Anyway, I don't care! You have to pay for it!"

"And isn't it only 20%?"

"Deceive someone's feelings, and then kick them aside afterward. Don't you feel any remorse for the emotional damage?"

"Hello, hello, what did you say? The signal is too weak, I can't hear you, I can't hear you."

Samael shook his head, gesturing wildly, and the beam of light was extinguished completely amidst Ishtar's furious outbursts.