"Hecate, can he really succeed?"
At dawn the following day, watching Zeus's retreating figure as he headed southwest, Selene felt somewhat unsure.
"How should I know?"
Sitting on a tree branch swinging, Hecate casually remarked, "If he succeeds, consider it as him teaching that Divine King a lesson for me. If he doesn't, it doesn't concern me."
"I'm not the one prophesied to overthrow the Divine King. If anyone's going to be unlucky, it's him. At worst, I'll just keep my distance in the future, and avoid going to land. It seems that, for the moment, the Divine King doesn't have any way to deal with the God of the Ocean's lineage."
"Ah?"
Selene had thought Hecate was determined to confront the Divine King head-on and was ready to persuade her otherwise. But she hadn't expected that Hecate was just speaking casually, with no intention of getting overly involved.
