"Why?"
Hestia hesitated for a moment at the door, but ultimately she stopped and turned to look back, frowning as she asked.
Although she could not be considered smart, she was someone who would listen to reason.
Luo En handed Hestia a cup of the filled fruit wine and, looking towards the half of the night sky outside Knossos City that was almost as bright as daylight, he spoke unhurriedly.
"If you show up on the battlefield, Poseidon will have a reason to intervene."
"What's there to be afraid of? With Nike and the Aegis Shield, he isn't necessarily a match for Athena!"
Upon hearing this, Hestia's brows relaxed, and she confidently spoke out.
Clearly, she had high expectations and confidence in her great-niece's combat abilities.
Luo En's eyebrows quirked up in an expression that was both smiling and not smiling.
"And then what?"
"What?"
Hestia blurted out reflexively, only to see Luo En's face had already turned cold, his voice taking on a more mocking tone.