The Greece Antagonist

Nightfall on War God Mountain.

The golden flames flickered in the wind as Hestia squatted in front of the fire pit, carefully adding small fennel branches inscribed with special runes, her eyes occasionally darting around.

However, the only response to her was the pitch-black night and the howling wind.

Luo En beside her yawned, unable to help but approach and inquire,

"I say, is this method of yours really going to work?"

"Should, should be..."

"Then why hasn't he come yet?"

"It's probably because it's been so long, he might have seen the signal but hasn't reacted yet."

Hestia coughed in reply, defending herself with a somewhat empty heart.

"After all, ever since he was hung on the Caucasus Mountains for punishment, we haven't seen each other since."

Dubious, Luo En sat down and took out ingredients, drinks, and pastries from the Magic Circle Diagram to pass the time while curiously asking,

"Speaking of which, how do you have Prometheus' contact information?"

"That's a long story."

Hestia casually replied, rotating the skewers over the fire as she began to recount her acquaintance with the Fire Stealer.

"After Prometheus created humankind, these new beings couldn't adapt to the harsh environment on earth or the cold of the night. So Prometheus had the idea of the Sacred Flame, to bring light to his creations. And the method of using fennel branches to draw the Celestial Realm's Sacred Flame down to earth was given by me."

"Then what?"

"The Sacred Flame indeed made it to the Mortal World, but humans were still unfamiliar with how to use it, so Prometheus asked me to teach them. I agreed and secretly taught the people on earth how to use fire for cooking food, warding off wild beasts, and establishing worship for the gods.

At the time, Zeus didn't like humans much, and Prometheus wanted my help, which he could only ask for in secret. Thus, this method of passing messages via flame became our secret way of keeping in touch."

Luo En looked at several fennel branches inscribed with runes in his hand, nodding thoughtfully.

Offering spices and fragrant wood to the Sacred Flame as an offering to the gods was a common method in human rituals.

Since this custom took hold, the number of Sacred Flames lit by humans on earth each year was as numerous as stars. It would naturally escaped the notice of the Olympian Gods if Prometheus made some small alterations on this.

Furthermore, Hestia had always been the Goddess of the Hearth guarding the Sacred Flame. She would definitely notice the first-hand messages passed by humans through the Sacred Flame.

"You did a good job with the secrecy, auntie. Even we were kept in the dark."

"You're finally growing a conscience? Surprising..."

Athena and Hera picked up freshly grilled skewers from the fire, tasting them in small bites as they teased with a light laugh.

"Forget it, what secrecy awareness could she have?"

Luo En rolled his eyes, revealing the real reason based on his understanding of Hestia,

"I think it's mostly because after Prometheus got caught, he took all the blame alone and didn't turn her in, which let her escape being questioned."

"Cough, although he is loyal, I'm not so bad myself!"

Hestia coughed, neck stiff as she retorted.

"Since he was hung up on the Caucasus to serve his sentence, I have been taking care of the humans on earth! Speaking of contributions and experience, even the Mother Goddess Athena has to stand behind me."

"Yeah, yeah, you're kind, you're great!"

Luo En, who had just demolished her argument, casually picked up a grilled skewer and happily placed it in Hestia's hand as a reward for the Goddess of the Hearth's contributions.

Receiving affirmation from her own Lesser Deity, any resentment in Hestia's heart vanished like smoke, and she immediately took the skewer and happily started munching.

Athena and Hera saw Hestia's behavior and couldn't help but shake their heads in resignation.

With such a simple-minded character, the sister/auntie would probably be taken for a ride by a certain slick-talking rascal for the rest of her life.

Meanwhile, the oblivious Hestia pulled out her proud creation.

"Come on, Luo En, eat! Try this I grilled!"

"Mmm, tastes amazing~! Much better than mine."

"Right, right? I marinated this meat with a special secret sauce!"

"No one can beat you in cooking, Goddess of the Hearth, we are endlessly blessed with your culinary prowess wherever you are!"

"Ah ha, it's not as great as you say..."

Watching the pair at the fire pit showering praises and feeding each other, Athena and Hera, who had previously felt superior, suddenly had dark expressions on their face.

They had come to talk about serious matters, not to be fed dog food!

"Cough, Lady, speaking of which, why do you think Prometheus would stand with us?"

Athena set down the half-eaten skewer and coughed to change the subject.

Hera immediately understood, smiling as she shared her basis for judgment,

"When the Giant Spirit Clan attacked my Golden Apple Sacred Garden, I was caught off guard and seriously injured, only able to escape to the Sea of Chaos with Ladon who was guarding the garden. The person leading the pursuit by the Giant Spirit Clan at that time was Prometheus.

I felt like he might not have been trying his hardest. Otherwise, with his foresight, both Ladon and I would not have escaped, and Hebei probably wouldn't have had the chance to find Luo En and pass the message."

Upon hearing this, Luo En was immediately drawn in, nodding in agreement,

"Right, I also feel that way. The Fire Stealer seemed to be intentionally holding back. Standing with the giants was likely out of compulsion, and he didn't actually plan to walk their path to the end."