The moment they saw her, a huge pressure flowed over their bodies. Park Muyeol and Michael felt an unknown heavy pressure and sweat dripped down their backs. The woman opened her mouth, “I didn’t expect that two humans would get this far in Hesperides. It is the first time this has happened in hundreds of years.”

Michael listened to her words and asked, “You call us humans, implying that you aren’t human. Are you a constellation?”

Arethusa looked at the man who spoke to her. He was pretty handsome. Her sisters, Aegle and Erytheia, probably would’ve asked her to spare him if they were present, but unfortunately, Arethusa had no desire for this.

“A constellation... It has been a long time since I’ve heard that.” 

She had no intention of being one of Jupiter’s constellations when he made her father like this.

“Rather, I dislike them. There are only two gods I believe in. Father, the god of clouds and punishment, and Gaia, the first god.”

Arethusa frowned as she recalled old memories. Her father had become the cloud...