I decided to let Hydra leave.
This had been a conspiracy from the very beginning. I had been played from start to finish.
Those damned Tethys and the others had been plotting against me all the way from Mount Olympus to here, and I had become a crucial piece in their scheme.
Since it was a scheme, why should I let them get what they wanted?
This was fundamentally just infighting among those people from Mount Olympus, and a struggle for power within the Greek Pantheon. To put it bluntly, it was a fight between Zeus and his wife. What did it have to do with me? What did it have to do with Great Xia?
Yes, I truly had no ability to stop Zeus from reviving, but I knew someone who could. He was in that strange space, and I had met him not long ago.
Though it probably would not be easy to see him again, given that fellow's nature, I believed he could observe everything happening outside through special means.
If he wanted to interfere, he would act on his own. Besides, he had told me that I was considered one of his representatives. In other words, my attitude should, to some extent, represent his as well.
Therefore, he would be able to accept and approve of my decision.
Hydra's eyes widened as she stared at me. She changed from the Nine-headed Serpent back into that beautiful woman.
It was as though she found it hard to believe that I was simply letting her go.
"Are you telling the truth? You're really letting me leave just like that?"
I smiled and asked, "What else? Keep you here for a funeral feast?"
She was still completely confused after hearing that. She probably did not know what a funeral