Chapter 238 Art is Explosion (3k)
At the same time, at Mount Ares, Hestia's mansion.
The morning stove goddess looked at her eldest niece who appeared at her door, and was slightly stunned when she heard the news she brought.
"You said he's back?"
"Well, he just arrived last night. He has to accompany his student named Atalanta to register at the Academy of Athens during the day. He should be up the mountain in the afternoon or evening at the latest."
Athena smiled and nodded, as if she had just finished a refreshing morning exercise, and raised her hand to wipe the layer of sweat oozing from her forehead.
I have to say, it's becoming more and more difficult to beat up someone.
Not only his words, but also his dodging posture and running skills are so proficient. He must have practiced a lot in secret to avoid getting beaten.
This is no ordinary lawless thug, a heavy punch! A heavy punch must be used!
Moreover, it is a combination of skills and linkage!
Athena glanced at her aunt whose expression was changing constantly in the room, and her bright eyes flickered faintly.
"Bang!"
At this moment, Hestia reacted and slammed the table, stood up suddenly, looked at the air with a frown and gritted her teeth.
"You're back just in time! See how I entertain him tonight!"
"You're going to have a banquet, right? Me, me, I know this, count me in!"
Hearing the noise in the living room, Circe, who had been hanging out with Hestia recently, poked her head out from upstairs, waving her arms excitedly and strongly demanding to join in.
"I've researched a lot of new recipes, and I just wanted him to try them out!"
"Okay, let's go together!"
Hestia readily agreed to the help of her half-friend, and then picked up the kitchen knife and spatula that were her exclusive weapons, and made arrangements aggressively.
"There are still enough ingredients in the kitchen, more than enough for a family dinner tonight, so there is no need to purchase anything for the time being. It's still early before dark, so we can make enough preparations. I'll be responsible for the dishes and staple foods. Circe, don't you like making soup? Stew him a few more pots, and remember to make your best ones!"
"good!"
Upon hearing the permission, the big witch, who was itching to do something, suddenly lit up her eyes, 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 loving dinner, Athena in front of the door smiled and raised her hand.
"Aunt, why don't you let me try it too."
"you?"
Hestia was stunned when she heard this, and a hint of confusion appeared on her face.
"You've never cooked before, have you?"
Athena pursed her lips and spoke meaningfully.
"Isn't this better?"
"yes!"
Hestia slapped her forehead, understood what he meant, and stuffed the spoon into her niece's hand with a sinister sneer on her face.
"Come on, you're the chef tonight!"
Athena gladly took the cooking utensils that symbolized the transfer of power in the kitchen tonight, and under the guidance of the goddess of the hearth, she officially stepped into the sacred area.
A ray of fire was lit in the stove. Hestia, who had completely delegated her power, stood aside and gave humanitarian cooking guidance to a newbie in the kitchen.
"First, make some pastries to serve as the staple food. The first step is to pour in the flour."
"Hmm!" The goddess of wisdom, who was always decisive, 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 already gotten into the mood, Hestia showed a hint of admiration in her eyes.
"Very good, then add sugar..."
Before Hestia could finish her words, Athena had already taken action, carrying out her request confidently and decisively.
Suddenly, a cone-shaped peak emerged from the basin.
The stove goddess looked at the mountain of sugar that was taller than the dough, then looked at her confident niece. After a long silence, the words that were suppressed in her throat were finally squeezed out.
"…a little……"
“…”
The confident smile on Athena's face froze. She glanced vaguely at the beams on the roof and let out a slight dry cough.
"After all, it's prepared for him, so it should be a little bit special."
"Well, well, then follow your own ideas."
Hestia, who was not good at speaking, had to give up the idea of giving instructions on the battlefield and let her eldest niece take care of the stove.
She quickly walked out of the kitchen to add some ingredients to the privately brewed wine in the cellar.
There was no way. After all, I was the goddess in charge of the stove and meals. It was somewhat unbearable to see others wasting food in front of me.
But Hestia soon regretted her decision.
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“Boom!”
At this time, Loen, who was taking Medusa to the dense forest near the Academy of Athens under the pretext of reminiscing about the past, was startled and looked in the direction of the voice.
There was a thick smoke with a burning smell billowing in the air as the ground shook, followed by a series of clanging sounds. Loen vaguely saw broken pieces of pots and pans.
"That is..."
"Lady Hestia's house." Little Medusa at the side responded casually, with a calm expression on her face. "Isn't it her and Lady Circe who are developing new dishes again?"
New dishes?
Luo En couldn't help but swallow and shrink his neck.
If things go as expected, this new dish is most likely prepared for him.
Looking at the noise, let alone eating, even standing nearby would be dizzy.
Fortunately, he was smart enough. After sending Atalanta away, he did not go directly to the trap. Instead, he took Medusa with him and waited outside the Academy of Athens, waiting for Chiron to come after school in the evening with the previous teacher Ma.
"Come to think of it, this dish seems to have caused quite a stir today..."
Medusa, who was standing by, looked at the mansion that was emitting thick smoke continuously and couldn't help but murmur in confusion.
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“My kitchen!”
At this moment, Hestia, who had just returned from the cellar, looked at the missing roof and suddenly her eyes went dark. She quickly threw down the two jars of wine in her hands and rushed into the kitchen wailing.
And through the billowing smoke, her originally clean and tidy holy place had been completely changed, with large and small holes left over from the explosion everywhere.
Just as Hestia was filled with grief and anger, a hand stretched out from under the rubble and suddenly grabbed her ankle.
“Help, help…”
A creature with a charred body and a pair of leaky eagle wings let out a mournful cry with tears in its eyes.
"Circe? Who? Who did this to you?!"
Under the angry questioning of Hestia, her fellow enthusiast, Circe raised her hand tremblingly and pointed to the core area of the explosion.
As the smoke and dust dissipated, a goddess of wisdom, wearing cyan and gold armor, held up the Aegis in one hand and supported her chin with the other hand. She looked at the deep pit on the ground, frowned, and fell into deep thought, muttering to herself.
"That shouldn't be the case. My ratio and conversion formula are basically correct. What went wrong?"
Seeing this, Hestia suddenly came to her senses. Her scalp tingled and she weakly raised her hand to advise.
"Ya, Athena, it's just a meal, why don't you take a break and let me take over?"
"That won't work! As long as I choose to do something, I will do it well!"
Athena shook her head firmly, her eyes flashing with confidence and pride.
"Besides, I've seen all kinds of situations. It's just a simple cooking. What can't I handle?"
As she spoke, the goddess of wisdom in front of the stove drew Hermetic lines in the air with her curved fingers. The potholes on the ground were quickly filled up, and the originally broken tableware and cooking utensils were restored to their original state.
In just a blink of an eye, the unrecognizable kitchen was restored to its original appearance.
As the venue was successfully rebuilt, Athena nodded with satisfaction, then waved and gave instructions to Hestia in front of the door.
"Aunt, you guys go rest outside 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 looking through the recipes in the kitchen, re-lit the fire, and prepared to start new cooking research, she couldn't help but shrink her neck, dragging the half-dead Circe on the ground, and hurriedly fled the kitchen.
As they were running away, they looked back at the kitchen, which was flashing with strange red, blue, green and purple lights, and was emitting lightning, thick smoke and sparks from time to time, and they couldn't help but feel scared.
Originally I just wanted to teach that guy a lesson, but now it feels like I've released something even more dangerous?
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In the evening, as soon as the Centaur sage Chiron stepped out of the gate of the Academy of Athens after class, he was caught by a figure jumping out of the bushes.
"Teacher Ma, are you done with your work? Let's go, let's go eat!"
Lorne, who was staying here, had a passionate look on his face. He pulled Chiron with both hands without saying a word and walked towards the mountain path leading to Hestia's mansion.
The impatient attitude made Chiron feel puzzled and hesitant.
"Shouldn't we bring Atalanta with us on the home visit? She hasn't come out yet. Should we wait a little longer?"
"Medusa seems to have made an appointment with her to go somewhere else tonight. Let's go first and don't worry about it."
Lorne explained casually, and then pulled Chiron forward while giving serious advice.
"The dishes on the mountain are all ready. It would be a waste of everyone's kindness if they get cold."
Now that things have come to this, the gentle Charon can no longer be too reserved and can only follow Lorne's footsteps all the way to the residence of the hearth goddess.
Seeing that he had finally tricked the Centaur onto the pirate ship, Loen breathed a sigh of relief.
Originally, he planned to bring Atalanta along and introduce his disciple to the goddesses at the banquet to play the emotional card.
However, while he was waiting, a house on the mountain exploded seventeen or eighteen times in succession. Each noise was louder than the last, which made Loen tremble with fear.
This situation was not the light punishment and severe warning he expected, but a sea of fire and a life-threatening situation.
For safety reasons, let little Medusa take Atalanta and escape early.
Children should stay out of interfering in adults’ affairs.
Are you right, Teacher Ma?
Lorne muttered to himself, and enthusiastically put his hand around the neck of the Centaur sage beside him. Together, they walked over the cracked steps and carefully pushed open the door of Hestia's mansion.
"I'm back!"
"Okay! I'm glad you're back!"
"Hurry, hurry 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 face, and they couldn't wait to lead Lorne into the house, with no intention of accusing him.
(End of this chapter)
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