Athena did not choose to enter the palace's living room. Instead, she grabbed Heros with one hand and stopped Wanda from leaving the palace hall so she could talk to her.
Athena deliberately released a sharp, blood-soaked aura toward Wanda.
She was as old as the history of the new generation of humanity, and at least tens of thousands of people, gods, and monsters had died by her hand.
In an instant, the temperature in the palace hall plummeted. Seeing that things were taking a turn for the worse, the maids closed the hall's main doors and hurried away.
At last.
In the spacious hall adorned with golden patterns and diamond chandeliers, only Athena and her son remained, along with Wanda hiding behind Heros.
William had already led his family to the living room to catch up, and had yet to notice that Athena and the other two had disappeared.
"..." Wanda hid behind Heros, uncontrollable fear showing on her face. She did not dare meet Athena's eyes.
"Mother." Heros hurriedly raised an arm to shield Wanda and explained to Athena, "She is Wanda, Wanda Maximoff, a witch with limitless potential."
"A witch?"
Hearing Heros's introduction, Athena raised an eyebrow. A faint frown appeared between her brows, while she also reined in her suffocating pressure.
"Whew... huff..."
Only after the pressure eased did Wanda let out a sigh of relief. Her violent breathing even caused her upper body to heave dramatically.
Athena continued examining Wanda from head to toe, clearly intrigued by the witch Heros had mentioned. After all, her "younger sister," Hecate, was also a witch.
However, Wanda's name soon began to sound familiar to her. Coupled with the word witch...
"The Scarlet Witch?" Athena blurted out.
"Mm." Heros answered softly.
"What is... the Scarlet Witch?" Wanda asked, looking