Greece brings evildoers

At the same time, Ares Mountain and Hestia's mansion.

The goddess of the stove who woke up in the morning looked at her eldest niece who appeared at the door of her house, and couldn't help but be slightly startled when she heard the news she brought.

"You said he's back?"

"Well, I just arrived last night. Today I will accompany his student named Atalanta to report to the Academy of Athens during the day. I should go up the mountain in the afternoon or evening at the latest."

Athena smiled and nodded, as if she had just finished a vigorous morning exercise, and raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead.

I have to say, it’s getting harder and harder to beat up someone.

Not only his speaking skills, but also his dodge postures and running skills are so proficient. He must have practiced a lot behind his back to avoid being beaten.

This is no longer an ordinary outlaw gangster, punch hard! Must hit hard!

Moreover, it is a combination of skills and linkage!

Athena glanced at her aunt in the room, whose expression was changing, her bright eyes twinkling faintly.

"boom!"

At this moment, Hestia, who had reacted, slapped the table, stood up suddenly, raised her eyebrows coldly at the air, and gritted her teeth.

"He's back just in time! Look how I entertain him tonight!"

"We're going to have a banquet, right? Me, me, I know this, count me in!"

Hearing the commotion in the living room, Circe, who had recently been hanging out with Hestia, poked her head out from upstairs, waving her arms excitedly, urging to join.

"I researched a lot of new recipes and I just wanted him to try them!"

"Okay, let's go together!"

Hestia happily agreed to the help of her half-comrades, then picked up the kitchen knife and spatula as her own special weapons, and made arrangements aggressively.

"There are still enough ingredients in the kitchen. It is more than enough for a family banquet in the evening. There is no need to purchase it for the time being. It is still early before dark, so I can make enough preparations. I am responsible for the dishes and staple food, Circe, don't you like it? Do you want to make some soup for him? Remember the best one!

"good!"

Upon hearing the permission, the big witch's eyes suddenly shone with itching hands. She nodded repeatedly and rushed into the kitchen to occupy one of the stoves.

Just as Hestia was about to close the door and prepare a sumptuous love dinner, Athena in front of the door smiled and raised her hand.

"Auntie, why don't you let me try too."

"you?"

Hestia was stunned when she heard this, with a hint of murmur on her face.

"Have you never cooked before?"

Athena pursed her lips and spoke meaningfully.

"Isn't this better?"

"yes!"

Hestia slapped her forehead, understanding the situation, and thrust the spoon into the hands of her eldest niece, with a sinister sneer on her face.

"Come on, you'll be the chef tonight!"

Athena gladly took over the cooking utensils that symbolized the handover of power in the kitchen tonight, and under the guidance of the goddess of the stove, she officially entered the sacred zone.

A ray of fire was lit in the stove, and Hestia, who had completely delegated her power, stood aside and gave some humanitarian cooking guidance to a newbie in the kitchen.

"Let's make some pastry as a staple food. The first step is to pour in the flour."

"Yeah!" The goddess of wisdom, who was always resolute, immediately took out half a bag of flour and poured it all into the basin before Hestia could finish speaking.

Seeing that her eldest niece had entered the state, Hestia's eyes revealed the slightest hint of appreciation.

"Very good, add sugar next..."

Before Hestia finished speaking, Athena had already taken action, executing the request confidently and decisively.

Suddenly, a cone-shaped mountain peak emerged from the basin.

The goddess of the stove looked at the mountain of sugar that was higher than the pile of noodles, and looked at her confident and confident eldest niece. After a long silence, the words that were suppressed in her throat were slowly squeezed out,

"…a little……"

"..."

The confident smile on Athena's face froze, and she glanced at the beams of the roof in vain, letting out a slight dry cough.

"After all, it was prepared for him, so it should be somewhat special."

"Uh, okay, then just follow your own ideas."

Hestia, who was not good at words, had no choice but to give up her thoughts of giving guidance before the battle and completely let her eldest niece handle the cooking.

And she quickly walked out of the kitchen, preparing to add some ingredients to the privately brewed wine in the cellar.

There is no way, she is also the goddess in charge of stoves and meals, and she can't bear to see others wasting food in front of her.

But Hestia soon regretted her decision.

~~

"Boom!"

At this time, Lorne, who was dragging Medusa to squat in the dense forest near the Academy of Athens in the name of reminiscing about the past, couldn't help but be excited and raised his head to follow the sound.

Thick smoke with a burnt smell was billowing as the ground shook, followed by a clanking sound. Lorne could vaguely see the fragments of pots and pans.

"That is……"

"Lord Hestia's house." Little Medusa on the side responded casually, with a calm expression on her face, "She and Lord Circe are probably developing new dishes again, right?"

New dish?

Lorne couldn't help but swallowed and stretched his neck.

As expected, this new dish was probably prepared for him.

Looking at this movement, let alone eating, anyone standing nearby would be beaten to pieces.

Fortunately, he was smart enough. After sending Atalanta away, he did not go directly up and throw himself into the trap. Instead, he roped in Medusa and stayed outside the Academy of Athens, waiting for Chiron to meet the teacher Ma from before after he left school in the evening. Come to the door together.

"Speaking of which, there seems to be a bit of buzz around this dish today..."

Medusa, who was standing by, looked at the house that was constantly emitting thick smoke, and couldn't help but mutter in a low voice with some doubt.

~~

"My kitchen!"

At this moment, Hestia, who had just returned from the cellar, looked at the missing roof, and her eyes suddenly went dark. She quickly threw down the two jars of wine in her hands and rushed into the kitchen with a wail.

And through the billowing smoke, her originally clean and tidy holy place had been completely changed, with large and small pits left by the explosion everywhere.

Just as Hestia was filled with grief and anger, a hand stretched out from under the rubble suddenly grabbed her ankle.

"Help, help..."

A creature with a charred body and a pair of leaky eagle wings screamed with tears in its eyes.

"Circe? Who? Who killed you?!"

Under the angry questioning of Hestia, Circe raised her hand tremblingly and pointed to the core area of ​​the explosion.

As the smoke and dust dispersed, a goddess of wisdom, wearing a cyan-gold armor, holding up the Aegis Shield in one hand and holding up her chin with the other hand, looked at the deep pit on the ground, frowned and fell into deep thought, muttering to herself.

"It shouldn't be, my ratio and conversion formula are basically correct, what's wrong?"

Hestia saw this and suddenly woke up, her scalp tingling, and weakly raised her hand to advise.

"Ya, Athena, it's just a meal, why don't you take a break and let me do it?"

"How can that be! As long as I choose to do something, I will definitely do it well!"

Athena shook her head firmly, with confidence and pride in her eyes.

"Besides, I have seen all kinds of scenes, it's just a small cooking, what can't I handle!"

As she said, the goddess of wisdom in front of the stove drew a series of Hermes characters in the air with her fingers, and the potholes on the ground were quickly filled, and the originally broken tableware and cooking utensils were restored to their original state.

In just a blink of an eye, the kitchen, which had been completely changed beyond recognition, was reshaped back to its original appearance.

With the successful reconstruction of the venue, Athena nodded with satisfaction, and then waved to Hestia in front of the door.

"Aunt, you guys go outside to rest first. I will take care of the meals for the guests tonight."

Hestia wanted to speak, but when she saw Athena in front of the stove already flipping through the recipes in the kitchen, re-igniting the fire, and preparing to start a new cooking research, she couldn't help but shrink her neck, dragging Circe, who was half dead on the ground, and hurriedly fled from the kitchen.

While running away, the two looked back at the kitchen that was flashing with red, blue, green, purple and other strange lights, and lightning, smoke and sparks from time to time, and couldn't help but feel secretly scared.

Originally, I just wanted to teach that guy a lesson, but now it feels like I have released something more dangerous?

~~

In the evening, Chiron, the Centaur Sage, was caught by a figure jumping out of the bushes as soon as he stepped out of the gate of the Academy of Athens after class.

"Teacher Ma, are you done with your work? Let's go, let's go eat!"

Lorne, who was squatting here, was full of enthusiasm, and he pulled Chiron with both hands without saying anything to the mountain road leading to Hestia's mansion.

The impatient posture made Chiron wonder and hesitate.

"Shouldn't we bring Atalanta with us for the home visit? She hasn't come out yet, let's wait a little longer?"

"Medusa seems to have made an appointment with her to go somewhere else tonight. Let's go first, don't worry about it."

Lorne explained casually, and then pulled Chiron to continue moving forward, while pretending to be serious.

"The dishes on the mountain are all ready. If they get cold, it would be a waste of everyone's kindness."

Having said this, the gentle Charon couldn't be too reserved, so he could only follow Lorne's footsteps and walk all the way to the mansion of the stove goddess.

Seeing that he had finally tricked the centaur onto the pirate ship, Lorne breathed a sigh of relief.

Originally, he had planned to bring Atalanta with him and introduce his disciple to the goddesses during the banquet to play the emotional card.

However, while he was waiting, a house on the mountain exploded seventeen or eighteen times, and the noise was stronger each time, which made Lorne tremble with fear.

This situation was not the small punishment he expected, but a sea of ​​fire and a life-and-death struggle.

For safety reasons, let little Medusa take Atalanta away in advance.

Children should not interfere in adult affairs.

You are right, Mr. Ma?

Lorne muttered to himself, and enthusiastically reached out to hook the neck of the centaur sage beside him. Together, they stepped over the cracked steps and carefully pushed open the door of Hestia's mansion.

"I'm back!"

"Good! I'm glad you're back!"

"Come in, come in!"

Two excited voices came from inside the house. Hestia and Circe suddenly rushed out from the corner, each with a bright smile on their faces, eager to lead Lorne into the house, with no intention of accusing him.