Chapter 384 The moonlight is so beautiful, the dog food is so sweet (4.1k)
At night, on the God of War Mountain.
The golden flames flickered in the wind. Hestia squatted in front of the fire, carefully adding small pieces of fennel branches engraved with special runes, her eyes glancing around from time to time.
However, all she got in response was the pitch-black night and the whistling wind.
Lorne, who was standing by, yawned and couldn't help but come forward to ask.
"I say, will your method work?"
"Should, I think so..."
"Then why hasn't he come yet?"
"Maybe it was too long. He saw the signal but didn't react for a while."
Hestia responded with a dry cough, defending herself with a weak heart.
"After all, we haven't seen him since he was hanged on Mount Caucasus."
Loen sat down doubtfully, taking out food, drinks and snacks from the magic circle to kill time, while asking curiously.
"Speaking of which, how did you get Prometheus' contact information?"
"That's a long story."
Hestia responded casually, turning the sticks on the fire while recounting her experience of meeting the fire thief.
"When Prometheus created humans, these new lives could not adapt to the harsh environment on earth and the cold nights. So, Prometheus came up with the idea of using the holy fire to bring light to his creations. And I was the one who taught him how to use fennel branches to bring the holy fire from heaven to the earth."
"Then what?"
"Although the sacred fire was brought to the world, humans were still unfamiliar with how to use it, so Prometheus asked me to teach humans this knowledge. I agreed and secretly taught people on earth how to use fire to cook food, drive away wild beasts, and establish sacrifices to the gods.
But at that time, Zeus didn't like humans very much, so Prometheus could only come secretly if he wanted to ask me for help. Therefore, this method of transmitting information through fire became a secret way for us to communicate with each other. "
Loen looked at the fennel branches with inscriptions on them in his hand and nodded thoughtfully.
Throwing spices and fragrant wood into the sacred fire as an offering to the gods is a common form of human sacrifice.
Since this rule was formed, humans have lit countless sacred fires on the earth every year. Prometheus's little tricks on this would naturally not attract the attention of the Olympian gods.
What's more, Hestia has always been the goddess of the hearth who guards the sacred fire. The first-hand information transmitted by the sacred fire in the world must not be hidden from her eyes.
"You did a great job keeping it a secret, Aunt. You even hid it from us."
"You can also be more thoughtful? It's rare..."
Athena and Hera, who were standing by, picked up the skewers of meat that had just been grilled on the fire, and took small bites of them while chuckling and joking.
"Forget it. What sense of confidentiality does she have?"
Lorne rolled his eyes and, based on his understanding of Hestia, revealed the real reason.
"I think it's probably because Prometheus was arrested and took all the blame, and no one gave her up, which is why she was not held accountable."
"Well, although he is loyal, I am not bad either!"
Hestia coughed dryly and argued with her neck stiff.
"Ever since he was hanged on Mount Caucasus to serve his sentence, I have been taking care of all the humans on earth! In terms of merit and seniority, even the Great Mother Goddess Athena has to rank behind me."
"Okay, okay, you are kind, you are great!"
Lorne, who had just dismantled the stage, picked up a skewer of grilled meat and stuffed it into Hestia's hand with a smile as a reward for the contribution of the goddess of the hearth.
After receiving the affirmation from her own god, Hestia's resentment instantly disappeared. She immediately took the skewers and began to eat them happily.
Hera and Athena saw Hestia's performance and shook their heads helplessly.
With a silly character like my sister/aunt, I'm afraid she will be taken advantage of by some smooth-talking little bastard for the rest of her life.
At this moment, Hestia, unaware of the situation, took out her masterpiece.
"Come on, Lorne, you eat too! Try this one I baked!"
"Mmm, it tastes great~! Much better than mine."
"Right, right? I marinated this meat with a special secret ingredient!"
"As expected of you, you are the Goddess of the Stove. No one can match your cooking skills. Whenever you are around, there is an endless feast for the senses!"
"Ahaha, it's not as good as you say..."
Looking at the man and woman who were flattering each other and feeding each other in front of the fire, Athena and Hera, who were full of superiority just now, couldn't help but look dark.
They are here to discuss important matters, not to eat dog food!
"Well, ma'am, come to think of it, how come you think Prometheus will stand on our side?"
Athena put down the half-eaten skewer, coughed lightly and changed the subject.
Hera immediately understood and stated the basis for her judgment with a smile.
"When the giants attacked my Golden Apple Sacred Garden, I was caught off guard and was seriously injured. I had no choice but to flee to the Sea of Chaos with Ladon who was guarding the Sacred Garden. The one who led the giants to chase us was Prometheus.
I feel like he didn't try his best, otherwise, with his foresight, Ladon and I wouldn't have been able to escape, and Heber wouldn't have had the chance to find Lorne to tip him off."
When Luo En heard this, his attention was immediately drawn and he couldn't help but nod in agreement.
"Yes, I think so too. The fire thief seems to be letting them off on purpose. He is standing with the giants only because of the situation. He doesn't really intend to go all the way with them."
"After all, he is the original creator of mankind and has feelings for these creations. He is not the same kind of person as the cruel giants."
Athena nodded slightly and gave her own opinion.
Hestia scratched the back of her head and asked with a confused look on her face.
"Then why didn't he come to the God of War Mountain earlier? To fight against the giants together with us?"
The three of them were stunned when they heard this, and they couldn't help but frowned when they looked at each other.
This is a problem that they cannot figure out.
"Because Kronos has been watching me..."
A faint murmur came from the darkness. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a piece of ground with flickering light patterns.
The soil rippled like water waves, and a thin man in a black cloak and copper rings on his hands and feet floated up from the ground. He walked to the fire, sat down, and stretched out his hand to ask.
"Do you have any wine? Let me have some to warm myself up."
Luo En smiled and threw over a pot of fine ambrosia honey wine.
The man took the wine jug, uncorked, and drank it all in one gulp without hesitation. Then a happy smile broke out on his pale face.
“Good wine!”
"If you like, I have more here."
Loen smiled and spoke, actively showing his goodwill while looking at the legendary Prometheus with interest.
His figure is not as burly as that of other Titan gods, but he has a lean and well-proportioned feeling. Even though the long and painful divine punishment has left cruel scars on this body, it is like a chisel that has carved this stubborn stone into a piece of art called "tenacity" and "indomitable spirit".
Prometheus's uncut hair and beard grew wildly like weeds, but they could not hide his firm facial features. Especially his eyes, which were as deep and vast as the night sky, pregnant with true insights into the world.
While Loen was looking at the other person, the prophet was also looking at Loen.
Although he had heard of the rumors and deeds of this earthly shepherd and had witnessed his fighting skills on the battlefield, Prometheus was still quite surprised by the figure before him when he actually met him up close.
Because, his [foresight] could not see the exact [future] from this new god, let alone capture any traces of [fate].
Unpredictable [variables], unpredictable [accidents]?
I see……
Prometheus nodded thoughtfully, then shook the wine jug in his hand and smiled in thanks.
"Are you the God of Wine? Thank you for your hospitality."
"No, I should be the one thanking you."
Loen shook his head and looked at the fire thief sincerely.
"If you hadn't shown mercy, Hera... ahem... the Queen of Heaven would have probably been killed by Kronos."
Prometheus saw a blush on Hera's face, his hand holding the wine jug trembled slightly, and a storm of fear rose in his heart.
How could there be someone in this world who could cheat on Zeus?
Moreover, the person he hooked up with was Hera, the queen of heaven who protects marital fidelity?
amazing!
Prometheus couldn't help but stand in awe of Lorne in front of him, raising the wine jug and smiling in response.
"It's just a coincidence. The Queen and I don't have any old grudges. Instead of killing everyone, it's better to leave a way out for myself."
Luo En's heart moved and he understood the hidden meaning.
"It seems that you don't think the Old Gods will have the last laugh?"
"A lion thrown into the Colosseum to fight, even if it defeats countless opponents and its claws and fangs are sharp, is just a tool driven by others. What future can it have?"
Prometheus sipped the wine in the pot, sneered and shook his head.
Loen looked at the fire thief seriously, his eyes filled with surprise.
According to his and Athena's deduction, Typhon and Cronus were able to return from confinement and start a [War of the Giants] that far exceeded the prophecy of fate, and this was probably due to the contribution of His Majesty the God King of Olympus.
Even the rescue of Prometheus and Atlas by the giants and the capture of the Holy Garden were part of the plan of His Majesty the God-King.
I didn't expect that the fire thief, who was in the middle of the situation, could perceive this so keenly. He really lived up to the title of the God of Prophecy and Foresight.
Thinking of this, Loen smiled and extended an olive branch.
"In that case, why not consider joining the Ares Mountain? The [Lions] in the Colosseum cannot break free of their shackles, but people can climb onto the stands and pull the [audience] behind the scenes down from the clouds!"
"That sounds good."
Prometheus nodded slightly, but there was a look of regret on his face.
"But a randomly released Lion is about to kill you all. It's doubtful whether you can walk out of the Colosseum alive. How can you pull that spectator down with you?"
After hearing this, Luo En was speechless.
Indeed, the Ares Mountain side is now weak, and cannot even guarantee a win against Typhon and Kronos, let alone a duel with Zeus behind the scenes.
So, this is the bad thing about negotiating with smart people.
Don't fool...
Just as Loen was racking his brains over how to trick the god of prophecy and foresight into going up the mountain, Hestia, who was confused by what she heard nearby, slapped her thigh and stood up with a dark face.
"Hey, Prometheus! What lions, what audience? You asked me to help you look after the humans, and I did. Now they are in trouble, and we outsiders haven't complained about the hardship. How can you, the creator, still want to be lazy?"
"I, I'm not..."
"Will you do it?"
Hestia's barrage of criticism and questioning left the eloquent Prometheus speechless.
"Wait a minute, let me think about it..."
"What are you considering? It's your business, your people. If you don't do it, we won't do it either!"
Hestia grabbed Lorne beside her and snorted coldly.
"Let's go! He can intervene or not, the gods are immortal anyway, and if anyone is going to die, humans will die first!"
Loen glanced at the bewildered prophet and immediately stood up.
"That's right. At worst, we can just dive into the Sea of Chaos and come out after the fight outside is over."
"Yes, the original creators of mankind have abandoned them, so what can we do?"
Athena on the side also agreed with Hera and prepared to leave.
Prometheus felt overwhelmed upon seeing this. He could no longer maintain his mysterious image, and hurriedly tried to keep the four people with a helpless smile.
"Stop, stop, stop! Sit down and talk. Sit down and talk first!"
"You agree to join us?"
Prometheus looked at Hestia, who had disrupted his entire plan, with resentment in his eyes.
"Did I say I wouldn't help?"
"That's more like it!"
Hestia snorted softly, the anger on her face turned into joy, and she sat back in front of the fire very smoothly.
She was not surprised by this result.
Because she may not be as smart or as clever as the people in front of her, but she has an innate talent.
——That is, being able to easily break through the surface of language and behavior and see the truest feelings of the human heart.
For example, Prometheus, although he spoke in a detached manner and never mentioned the life and death of human beings, it seemed that he had long forgotten these creations.
But at the slightest provocation, his true nature shows.
Human beings are not only his most proud work, but also his proud children. He will never sit idly by and watch the crisis of humanity.
Even if the price is his life.
Hestia handed over the freshly heated barbecue while scolding Prometheus who was sitting opposite her in a bad mood.
"If you still care about humans, why are you hanging out with those giants? Why don't you just come and help us?"
"I also want to..."
Prometheus took a bite of the barbecue, savoring the long-lost smell of fireworks on his tongue, with waves of nostalgia and intoxication in his eyes.
Then he came to his senses, slowly opened his coat in front of his chest, and let out a long sigh.
"But there are some things that I cannot decide..."
Under the dark cloak, the flesh on the chest was hollowed out, revealing the pale sternum inside.
In the heaving chest, scarlet emblems of God were wrapped around a golden heart like chains, like several ferocious and poisonous pythons.
When everyone saw this, their faces changed.
(End of this chapter)
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