Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

"If she can calmly back down, you should be grateful. If you're lucky, you might even turn an enemy into a friend."

However, this advice, which is presented from an adult's perspective and subtly explains how to handle situations, is clearly a case of talking past each other.

The blonde girl tiptoed, patted Samael on the shoulder, and couldn't help but smile.

"Hehe, I knew Samael would be on my side! That's why I specifically asked you for help."

"As an arbitrator, I uphold justice and naturally stand on the side of righteousness!"

Samael rolled his eyes and snorted coldly, emphasizing the point.

However, this blonde nymph had an ambiguous expression that suggested they were all in cahoots.

"Tch, don't think I don't know that what you said at the beginning, 'the fledgling is injured,' was completely misleading."

"Therefore, as long as this preconceived misconception exists, Krina will be wrong no matter what she guesses next! The thing will definitely be mine!"

The water fairy, believing she had seen through the serpent's evil scheme, proudly raised her chin, put one hand on her hip, and exuded an air of arrogance.

"Hmph, I got it first, so of course it's mine!"

"Even if the Snake Mother comes, what's mine will still be mine!"

Then, the little girl gently stroked the fledgling eagle's fluffy head with her fingers and whispered something.

"Little darling, bear with it for a moment. I'll find some dry, soft grass for you to eat later."

However, a sharp rap on the head from the side struck the blonde nymph again, who snorted in annoyance.

“If it were the Snake Mother who were competing with you for this, she would definitely be able to guess correctly.”

Echidna, the Serpent Mother, is the ruler of the Cilician marshes. Her power has reached the level of a chief god, and she also possesses some of the power over the earth and the power over death.

"How can it be!"

The blonde nymph, clutching her head and baring her teeth, naturally didn't believe it and shook her head in rebuttal.

"The fledgling's leg wasn't broken at all. No matter what answer she gives, it's wrong. The things are still mine, aren't they?"

Samael glanced at the sulking Water Fairy with a half-smile, then casually picked up two dry branches from the ground and clenched them in his hand.

"Why don't you try playing Ekadna, the Snake Mother?"

At this moment, the goddess behind the bushes paused her departing steps and turned around curiously.

"I guess the left leg! No need to think, it's definitely it..."

The blonde nymph responded casually, and was just about to deliver her verdict when she heard a crisp sound beside her ear.

"Congratulations on guessing correctly, Your Highness the Serpent Mother."

The ancient snake smiled and spread its palms out; the branch on the left side of its hand had been broken off.

"That right leg..."

The blonde nymph instinctively argued back and changed her answer.

"Snapped!"

"You guessed right again."

Samael's smile faded, his eyes narrowed, he raised his hand and snapped off the branch on his right, bowed slightly, and spoke in a meaningful tone.

"Don't you understand? Your Highness, no matter which leg this fledgling eagle is injured, whether it lives or dies, your answer will always be correct!"

The nymph, whose mind was severely shaken, was immediately dumbfounded.

This... you can play it like this?

That's ridiculous!

Even if Samael wanted to favor Krina, he could simply break one of the eaglet's legs and award the little creature to her, based on her answer.

Does that mean there's no single correct answer to this question? And at the same time, all answers are correct?

Whether something is right or wrong depends on the choice made by the arbitrator.

"Samael, you're so mean! You're completely unreasonable!"

The blonde nymph, whose worldview was beginning to crumble, huffed angrily, which resulted in a cold laugh and a beating.

"I'm not being reasonable! Are you stupid?!"

"With the Snake Mother's size, she could kill us with one slap. You're trying to reason with her and take things from her?"

"You little brat, if you want to die, don't drag me down with you. I haven't lived enough yet!"

The aggrieved blonde girl crouched on the ground, covering her head and trying to avoid being hit, her eyes brimming with tears.

"You liar, you have no loyalty. Why is it okay for Krina?"

Samael continued to rhythmically tap the blonde girl's head, gritting his teeth and snorting coldly.

"Nonsense! If she doesn't listen and you try to force her, I could slap her to death!"

"You're the same! If you dare to get angry, I guarantee I'll provide a one-stop service for destroying the evidence afterwards! No one will be able to cause trouble here!"

"Otherwise, if things get out of control, do you really think I'd be willing to let you arbitrate?"

The menacing aura that had been meant to frighten children lasted for a moment. The ancient serpent gripped the back of the blonde nymph's neck, their eyes meeting, his vertical pupils deep and unfathomable.

“You brat, remember this: you can only sit down and reason with each other when you are on equal footing.”

"If the gap is too large, then this makes sense!"

The fist, as big as a sandbag, dangled in front of the little girl's nose and eyes.

"So, be more careful from now on, and don't be silly and get stuck on things, understand? Daphne!"

At this moment, the goddess who had witnessed everything unfolding behind the bushes was equally dumbfounded.

Law and arbitration can be used like this?

Chapter 4 Humanoid Self-Propelled Seeder (4/4)

Daphne, one of the nymphs, later refused the advances of Apollo, the son of Zeus, and begged her father, the river god Peneus, to transform her into a laurel tree so she could fight to the death.

That is, the future goddess of the laurel tree, well, appointed by Apollo, who also revered the laurel tree as his sacred tree, and his hair, lyre, and quiver were always decorated with laurel branches and leaves.

Every year, the best poets in all of Greece, chosen by him, are also bestowed with laurel wreaths as a sign of honor. This is the origin of the title "Poet Laureate".

Isn't that devoted? Aren't you moved?

Samael stroked the little girl's head, his thoughts wandering, a mocking glint in his eyes.

In terms of bloodline, she was the granddaughter of Oceanus, the god of the great rivers and ocean currents, one of the twelve Titans, making her a cousin of Apollo.

However, legend has it that this current sea god and his wife fathered three thousand rivers that flow through the Greek world, and their divine offspring are so numerous that even he himself might not be able to recognize them all.

Therefore, for granddaughters of Daphne's generation, the bloodline has deteriorated to an unknown degree, and they can't even get a chance to meet.

Therefore, since even her own father dared not show his face, she could not hope that her dear grandfather would stand up for her if she were defiled by Apollo, thus offending the future powerful Zeus family.

In the Greek pantheon, blood ties and family relationships were sometimes unreliable, even among close relatives of three generations; most people had to rely on themselves.

Don't just think about playing all day. If you want to live a peaceful life in the Age of Gods, you should practice more.

Therefore, reasoning is a solution that can only be proposed when there is equality. For gods who worship force, fists still prevail.

The reason he reprimanded Daphne so harshly today was because he saw her stubborn and naive nature and hoped she would smooth out her rough edges.

Otherwise, even without the Apollo incident, this girl would still suffer in similar situations in the future.

"Okay, okay, everything you said is right."

The Water Fairy, clutching her head covered in bumps, helplessly succumbed to the ancient serpent's tyranny.

The cheerful little girl quickly forgot her unpleasantness from being scolded. After finding some abundant fruits to feed the fledgling eagles, she sneakily approached them.

"But Samael, when will you take me to see that big ship?"

"That thing looks really fun!"

Knowing the girl hadn't listened, Samael rolled his eyes, snorted coldly, and then gave her another round of hard knocks.

"Play with it? Play with it my foot! I threw that thing away a long time ago! Who knows where it's rotting somewhere!"

"Liar! You promised I'd show you the way and find you a safe place, and then you'd take me to that boat to play!"

Daphne angrily waved her little fists in protest, denouncing the breach of contract by some nasty thing.

Several months ago, I was strolling along the coast, looking for seashells to use as decorations, when I encountered this guy emerging from the sea fog.

For some unknown reason, as soon as he got ashore, he seemed very uncomfortable with the air on land. His face turned purplish-red, his body was flushed and hot, and he was almost unconscious.

If I hadn't helped drag him to a safe place, this guy might have been snatched away by a passing monster or sea monster.

"That thing has sunk long ago. Find something I can do. Think it over before you come back to me!"

"Besides, the little guy in your arms is nearing his limit and needs some meat, some spring water, and a good rest."

The ancient snake responded irritably, flicking its finger across Daphne's smooth forehead.

The little girl rubbed her forehead, winced in pain, and backed away. She glared at Samael, then made a face, picked up the listless eaglet, and flew to her nest near the pond.

Hmph! I'll settle the score with you tomorrow!

After seeing Daphne off, Samael suddenly turned around, his eyes sinister, and roared.

"Who! Come out!"

However, a gentle breeze blew, and the only sounds in the forest were the rustling of leaves and branches.

no one there?

The ancient snake muttered something, its guarded posture gradually relaxing as it turned and headed towards the cave.

However, a quarter of an hour later, the figure that had left earlier suddenly emerged from the shadows, looked at the rustling woods, and murmured while stroking his chin.

It seems it really was just my imagination...

That's right, I'm just a little snake that has just successfully crossed the border illegally, who would care?

Tsk, whatever, let him be paranoid. It's always good to be careful.

After all, in the first few days after arriving in the Greek world, he almost capsized while landing because he was not yet used to the increased concentration of etheric factors.

If you really get high on the beach, you might end up in the belly of some unknown fish the next day when the tide goes out.

Kamishiro, it's truly a place fraught with danger at every turn.

Samael looked around at the lush ancient forests ranging from ten to a hundred meters high, and the waters shrouded in thick fog all day long, and tapped his head helplessly.

After coming ashore, he gradually adapted to the environment of the Greek gods and spent some time molting several times to purify his divine blood.

After all this work, I finally managed to shed my mortal nature and impurities, and finally stepped into the divine realm.

The problem is, not to mention the twelve Titans who ruled the heavens and the earth, nourished by the etheric factors that were so concentrated they were almost liquefied, and with those stamina being human-shaped self-propelled seed-sowing machines, each one more prolific than the last, the gods of the Greek world were plentiful, almost worth the price of cabbage.

His current level of power is only enough to lord it over a small area within a radius of several dozen miles.

Stop acting like a tyrant, the only way is to play it safe and develop your strength discreetly.

Unlike Mesopotamia, this place lacks the unique advantages that Tiamat, the mother goddess, could not enter.

After being beaten, crying and complaining about calling your parents probably won't work.

Moreover, according to the information he gleaned from Daphne and her group of nymphs, the entire Greek world is likely to undergo a massive transformation in the near future.

Did Rhea, the goddess, have all six of her children swallowed by her husband Cronus?

Haha, it's not six, it should be five.

It seems even the second-generation god Cronus was kept in the dark.

Of the six siblings, the last one born, the chosen one named Zeus, is probably on Crete at this moment, about to come of age.

A revolution concerning the transfer of divine authority and the curse of destiny is brewing in the shadows.

So, I should start preparing too.

Samael took a deep look at the vast, chaotic sky, then turned and entered the cave, sealing it with a defensive spell.

After confirming that everything was normal, the ancient serpent casually took down the ghostly cage emitting blue light from the wall and headed deeper into the tunnel.

After several twists and turns, the man entered a spacious and brightly lit underground cave.