"Regarding this matter... I will go see for myself. In this world, even your own parents can harm you, only I will not,"
Arching an eyebrow slightly, Artemis stretched languidly and then continued to lean against the pinnacle of the high tower, admiring the beautiful view. This was not the first time Hecate had brought up Zeus to her, but this was always her response.
When she saw for herself, she would know what kind of person this nominal father really was. Just like no one believed the Goddess of Nursery would not love her own children, before seeing it with their own eyes, all judgments and impressions by others were conventional, nothing but biased opinions mixed with personal thoughts.
"It's always like this, little Al, since you're so keen to see, then go ahead. However, I think it's more likely that he will come to you first,"
