In front of the palace's main entrance.
"..."
"..."
"..."
Athena, John, and Mylon finally saw the "car" the goddess's servant and Hades had mentioned...
It was a white stretch Humvee that had long since been discontinued.
The Humvee's chassis was even fitted with LED lights for adjusting the ambiance, giving it the feel of carrying all kinds of alluring women to a nightclub.
Soon, a male low-ranking divine servant dressed in a suit opened the driver's door and stepped out.
Then the servant came to the Humvee's rear door, opened it, and respectfully addressed Hades:
"My king."
"Mm." Hades nodded in satisfaction, stepped into the car first, and beckoned to Athena and the others.
"Come on, get in."
"Ah... yes."
Athena could not be bothered to complain about her uncle, the God of the Underworld. She brought the equally bewildered John and Mylon along, and the three of them followed Hades into the stretch Humvee.
Then, driven by the male divine servant, the Humvee quickly left the palace and headed toward the so-called "barracks."
Inside the car.
Two Spartans sat hunched over on either side of Athena. After all, the two of them were wearing Thor's Hammers, so even the Humvee's cabin felt somewhat cramped.
Hades, seated opposite the three of them on the car's sofa, smiled and asked them:
"Would you like a drink and some music?"
"No, thanks..." Athena hurriedly refused.
She found it strange. Hades had been a deeply revered God of the Underworld in ancient times, so how had he become such an easygoing middle-aged uncle?
Athena could not quite understand it.
"Um, God of the Underworld..." Mylon asked with some curiosity, "You should have the ability to use Super Speed and teleportation, right? Why use human transportation instead?"
"Of course it's because it's comfortable.