In the divine realm of Olympus, Russell strode out of a temple with his head held high—the palace of A'e, the Goddess of War and Art.
Some time ago, he had been sneaking into the King of Gods' palace every few days, staying through the night each time. He had neglected food and sleep, racking his brains solely to impart Athena with advanced King of Gods experience and keep her from taking unnecessary detours.
His painstaking efforts had not been in vain. The rumor that the King of Gods was involved with the Creation God, and that Athena had become the King of Gods because of her unclear relationship with the Creation God, had finally spread.
Unfortunately, the result was less than ideal and somewhat different from what he had expected. Neither Artemis nor Hecate reacted at all to this trending topic in the divine realm.
They had heard it, but paid it no attention. They chatted and laughed as if they had heard nothing.
That was terrible!
If they did not react, they would not make a scene. If they did not make a scene, how was he supposed to seize the initiative and gain the upper hand?
After thinking for a while, Russell ruled out one incorrect answer: Artemis and Hecate looked down on him and believed it was fake news.
After all, both of them had fallen for it. The claim that Athena had stepped into a trap was supported by logic and evidence.
After some thought, Russell decided it was Zeus' fault. Facts and reason aside, although that scumbag was gone, his legendary stories still remained widely known.
There was nothing to fear in making mistakes. The only thing to fear was comparison.
With a fish-eyed pearl in front and a genuine pearl behind it, with