Such a person's character can only be described as extremely despicable, and Hestia really did not want to have much interaction with Zeus.
And that Poseidon, he's no good either.
To escape the entanglement of the gods Zeus and Poseidon
Hestia chose to completely transform her divine power into a part of the Hearth Palace, sealing herself within it forever.
Although these two gods could still enter her palace, they could not force her to do anything on her territory.
They could only try to seduce her with words, but Hestia always remained highly vigilant and never fell for their tricks easily.
For thousands of years, she has kept herself confined to the hearth, never stepping out of the palace.
Although it can be a little boring at times, at least it allows me to protect myself safely.
However, these past two days have been unusually quiet. For some reason, neither Poseidon nor Zeus has come to bother her.
She had no idea what was happening outside.
After all, she could only hear whether anything had happened outside when Poseidon and Zeus arrived.
Although in the heavens, the gods don't usually find out much interesting stuff.
The year before, Zeus had told her about a human who had forcibly entered the gates of Hell, an event she still remembered vividly.
They were even looking forward to what would happen next.
But now,
Since Zeus and his entourage weren't coming, Hestia was happy to have some peace and quiet.
She stood up from her seat, walked to the stove, and gently placed the soft cushion that had been prepared beforehand.
Then, she knelt on the ground, clasped her hands together, faced the stove, and began a silent prayer.
We pray that people live carefree lives and that families are harmonious.
May the warmth of the family hearth forever protect humanity's peace.
As Hestia prayed devoutly, her lips moved slightly.
The stove in front of me slowly ignited with a warm flame, the firewood burning quietly within it.
Smoke rises slowly, following the chimney, rising from inside the house, and drifting towards all parts of the world.
In the entire desolate and tranquil heavenly realm, only this wisp of smoke still carried a trace of life.
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