Chapter 894

"Are you the one who killed my brother?" Oliver was holding a longsword, his clothes dancing even though there was no wind. He wasn't cool, but he was emotionless, a little similar to the Grim Reaper traveling in the dark. "He didn't kill Lionel and merely injured him." Before Perseus said anything, Hestia interrupted and stood in front of him. She knew Perseus like the back of her hand. He didn't mind death and would start a fight simply because he disagreed with the other party. "Injuring him isn't allowed, either. You must die for hurting my brother." With a stoic face, Oliver shook his head. His eyes were as cold as ice, staring straight at Perseus. He flipped his wrist, and a cold light reflected from his sword. Perseus snorted and sneered. "Why can't I beat him when he was acting inhumanly? He attacked first. Am I not allowed to fight back? Your logic is double standard." Perseus was amused and infuriated at the same time. Did Oliver think that he was more noble than othe