Several days later, at nightfall, War God Mountain.
Medusa in the room looked at the bronze emblem on her chest that was glowing faintly, immediately got up, slipped out of the City of Athens under cover of darkness, and made her way to the familiar forest.
"Luo En, you're back?"
"Yeah, just finished up with some stuff."
"Who is she?"
"Atalanta, my student."
Luo En turned slightly to introduce Atalanta, who was accompanying him, to Medusa.
Another one?
Seeing the spirited huntress standing affectionately behind Luo En, Medusa couldn't help but feel wary.
"You're Anna, right? The teacher's sister? He talks about you a lot." Atalanta, straightforward in personality, gave the purple-haired goddess in the sheer dress a curious look, extended her hand with a heartily infectious smile, "Hmm, prettier than I imagined!"
"It's nothing like that..." Medusa's cheek reddened, and she waved her hands dismissively, her hostility towards Atalanta instantly evaporating.