Late at night, in the Spartan commander's tent.
Helen, Hecate, Diana, and several other decision-makers rushed over upon hearing about Hermes' return.
Seeing the God of Speed, who was best at escaping, covered in wounds and looking half-dead, Helen couldn't help expressing her surprise,
"How did you end up like this?"
"Let's not talk about it, I ran into three Hundred-Handed Giants, all camped around the Temple of Fate. If I hadn't been so alert and quick, I might not have made it back."
Hermes guzzled a cup of wine, half in relief and half in fear as he bitterly complained.
Then, he looked suspiciously at Luo En and Hecate, who seemed not at all surprised,
"Tell me, did you two know that the Temple of Fate was a trap? Did you conspire to send me there?"
Hecate folded her arms and smiled innocently, "It was you who insisted on going, what does that have to do with me?"