Diana had only come to share the good news and find somewhere to vent her emotions. It was not that she had no interest in becoming the chosen one of the "Goddess of the Hunt"; she simply felt, from the bottom of her heart, that she would not be chosen.
Among Bolobos's Twelve Heavenly Gods, the only one universally acknowledged as a "brute" was Ares, the "God of War."
And surely none of the gods other than Ares, the "God of War," would think highly of people who were bad at using their brains, right?
It was precisely because she saw things that way that she could ignore the "competition," with her eyes fixed only on the delicacies of the Heavenly Court.
But since Diana had also received an invitation from Artemis, he had to reveal at least a little information.
Dark had her sit down, then selected portions of his speculation to tell her.
"So Eudora received an invitation from Artemis as well?" Diana asked, counting on her fingers.
"Though it's only a guess, I'd say there's an eighty or ninety percent chance," Dark said. Diana looked somewhat delighted. "Then I can sit with her." Dark said, "Professor Sylph will be there too. Try to sit at her table." Diana blinked, but still nodded. "Okay." By her own preference, she would naturally have chosen some unnoticed corner seat, one that nobody cared about. That would have suited her expectations better.
Sitting with the professors would make her somewhat restrained; she would not be able to eat her fill without reservation. But she also knew that one should never let down one's guard, and following Professor Sylph would indeed be safer.
Rose shook her head and said helplessly, "An environment where you can eat with peace of mind is