Hermes family.
"To sum up, joining the Hestia camp is the best choice."
After scribbling and correcting all the main points on a whiteboard, Asfi looked at the other people around her.
"Do you have any objections?"
"Have!"
Like a good student who listened carefully to the class, Hermes raised his right hand straight up. "I was beaten!"
"Not only did he not want to take revenge, but he chose to surrender to the enemy."
"Asfi, this doesn't seem very good."
"First of all, you have to figure out one thing."
As if not surprised by Hermes' disturbance, Asfi calmly pushed down the glasses on her face.
"Now you're just being beaten up."
"This surrender made that Typhon happy, and maybe he won't have to be beaten in the future."
"However, if you continue to choose to fight to the end, it will easily arouse that person's rebellious psychology, and it will easily tum into hitting once at a time."
"You don't want that either."
Hermes: " ... "
What to do, I suddenly felt that what the other party said made sense.
...
Freya's family.
Pushing open the closed door in front of him, Ottar walked into the dark house in front of him.
Looking at the silver-haired goddess sitting on the seat not far away, thinking about something.
Ottar was silent for a moment, and then spoke in a um voice. "I heard you were looking for me."
"Well, it is true that I have something to look for you."
Looking out of the window, Freya who was thinking about something slowly said. "Have you heard about Xin?"
"Well, I heard Herron said it."
There was a rare expression of emotion on Ota's face.
"A world-class war game."
"That man's strength may have surpassed mine."
"It's not possible."
Freya smiled lightly and shook her head: "He hid it so well before that even I didn't find out."
"The man who used to be like a small flame has turned into a monstrous sea of flames that can easily destroy the world."
"Facing him now, you might lose even if you don't hold on for a second."
Ottar " ...."