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?"