The Greece Antagonist

Chapter 246 Athena's Road of the Defeated Dog (3.4k)

Meanwhile, on War God Mountain.

A shadowy figure appeared stealthily in front of the Great Temple, occasionally poking its head out to peer inside.

Athena, who was reading a scroll under the fluorite lamp, looked up and glanced at the familiar figure in the darkness, sighing helplessly.

"Auntie, if you have something to say, just come in. Nobody is stopping you."

Upon hearing this, Hestia outside chuckled awkwardly and slipped into the empty Great Temple. After hesitating for a moment, she began to speak in a stumbling manner.@@@@

"Athena, may I make a small suggestion?"

"What is it?"

"Can't you be gentler with him instead of being so harsh every time?"

Athena closed the scroll in her hand, looking at the Goddess of the Hearth before her with a smile that wasn't quite a smile.

"What, are you feeling pity for him?"

"After all, he is my Lesser Deity, and he hasn't committed any unforgivable sins. A small reprimand would be enough, but every time you find an opportunity, you beat him so badly that he can't get out of bed. I'm beginning to suspect that you're intentionally targeting him."

"That's right, I am intentionally targeting him."

Athena pushed the scroll to one side, surprisingly not hiding her agreement.

At these words, Hestia's face showed utter astonishment.

"Why?"

"If he were just an ordinary Demigod, then became a common Lesser Deity, content to live calmly under your protection and mine, of course, I would not deliberately do these things."

Athena spoke lightly, her profound purple eyes shimmering in the lamp's glow.

"Unfortunately, he is not..."

"I don't quite understand what you mean."

Hestia, as if in a fog, scratched her head, looking completely bewildered.

Athena rolled her eyes at her aunt, huffing in annoyance.

"You don't really believe that he's just some distant relative of Ares's bloodline, do you?"

"Isn't he?"

"Could a common relative effortlessly contain the Divine Incarnation of Crete Island? Could a common relative single-handedly defeat two Gorgon Demons who have absorbed the Divinity of the old God of the Sea, Pontos? Could a common relative match my strength as a deity for a hundred moves without defeat? Even Ares himself couldn't achieve this level; how could it be mere talent possessed by an ordinary Demigod."

Upon hearing those meaningful reminders, Hestia suddenly realized a possibility, murmuring dryly.

"You mean... the bloodline of the Divine King!"

"What else?"

Athena looked at her slow-witted aunt, scoffing and shaking her head.

"His little tricks can probably only deceive you completely,"

Feeling teased by her niece, Hestia became annoyed, "Why have you never mentioned this before?"

"It's because he didn't want to."

Athena spread her hands innocently, her face calm.

"Since he has concerns about his identity, why should I needlessly complicate things? There are some things that are better left unsaid, even when they are well understood."

Then, a cunning and mischievous smile flashed in the eyes of the Goddess of Wisdom.

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"Besides, isn't it quite amusing to watch him wrack his brains daily, coming up with all sorts of reasons to evade me?"

"..."

Many things don't need evidence; it doesn't matter whether he did or didn't leave traces, but what the more powerful party thinks!

This was the very lesson he had taught King Minos, but he forgot it himself!

Just a bit of wariness caused King Minos to go to his death and the Minosians almost got exterminated.

If His Majesty the King of Gods starts to suspect him and pays attention to such an unruly son, do you think he would still be alive up until now?

Do you know how much trouble his little antics and all the Deities gathering on War God Mountain have caused me?

If it weren't for the fact that he's still under your banner and that I draw most of the attention in Olympus, his end might not be much better than Asclepius'!"

Listening to Athena's relentless enumeration of faults, Hestia initially felt a bit scared, but as she heard the last part, the Goddess of the Hearth relaxed, hugging her niece's arm and swaying cheerfully.

"So, after all this, you do care about him!"

The serious Goddess of Wisdom paused slightly, suddenly realizing that she had inadvertently revealed her true thoughts.

But being as proud as she was, she refused to admit it and just held her head high with a humph.

"I simply don't want his self-righteous cleverness to catch my Father God's attention and consequently ruin my big plans!"

"And yet, didn't you just say he has ulterior motives?" Hestia retorted with a grin.

"It doesn't matter. Since I choose to trust him, I'm not afraid of his hidden scheming," Athena said confidently. "Let him try whatever he wants, even if he dares to vie for the throne of Olympus. As his sister, I will give him that chance."

But abruptly, the Goddess of Wisdom's tone changed, cracking her knuckles and smirking coldly.

"If he can't even fool my eyes with his usual antics, and his power isn't enough to defeat me, what right does he have to fool the gods and challenge the Almighty Father of Olympus?

Without strength, no amount of scheming is presentable. If he relies solely on his cleverness, when a real crisis comes, he'll just be meat on the chopping board."

Hestia nodded thoughtfully after listening.

"So, you beat him up for his own good?"

"It's better to suffer a bit under my hand and restrain that self-righteous cleverness than to be caught red-handed and die without a grave!" Athena declared righteously, inadvertently touching her protruding knuckles.

Of course, part of it was also because she felt itchy for a fight...

At that moment, Hestia too got spirited, flailing her small fists, ready to share Athena's enemy.

"That's right! Beat him up! He deserves it! Next time, remember to call me to join you!"

However, Athena looked meaningfully at her aunt upon hearing this.

"Is that all? He has kept quite a bit from you."

"If you're not bothered, why should I be? He'll tell me what he wants to when he's ready."

Hestia giggled bashfully, then looked up at the starry skies between which lay the sacred Olympus, her eyes brimming with clarity and resolve.

"Moreover, no matter what he's thinking or what he's doing, I believe that he will make this world a better place!"

Athena looked solemnly at the Hestia beside her. After a long time, she let out a weary sigh, her lips moving soundlessly.

So, I had lost here before...

Hestia, who was gazing at the stars, felt a voice and turned back in surprise to look at her grandniece.

"What did you say?"

"Nothing."

Athena straightened her face and waved off.

"Aunt, we've talked enough for today. If you have no other matters, go rest. I have to get busy tonight working on implementing those ideas he mentioned. Really, he only gave a rough outline, and left all the rest to me. Who's working for whom here?"

As her niece's complaints faded inside the sealed temple door, Hestia, shoved out onto the plaza, furrowed her brows.

Always being bullied isn't the way; perhaps...

The Goddess of the Hearth pondered for a long time, then gazed into the moonlight at the brilliant glow in her palm marked with flame patterns.