Chapter 106: The Counterattack from the Daughter

The sixth night.

In a quiet inn within the City of Paphos, Cyprus Island.

Artemis, with her silver hair and blue eyes, leaned by the window, her single hand propping up her cheek, and from time to time, she glanced outside through the partly concealed crack of the window lattice, almost with a longing look.

As the crescent moon of the night sky climbed bit by bit to mid-heaven, the impatience in her eyes gradually intensified.

Usually, at this time, he should have already returned. Why hasn't he arrived yet this late?

The Goddess of the Hunt grew somewhat restless, standing up from the chair and pacing back and forth inside the room, frowning more deeply with each step.

Finally, after pacing dozens of rounds, the impatient Artemis could no longer endure and turned her head towards the tightly shut door.