I asked, looking at my grinning uncle Hermes, "This isn’t the best scenario that my sister has created, is it?"

Considering the Hestia noona that I knew, the current situation wasn’t likely what she had planned, and it likely wasn’t her ideal scenario. Hestia noona would have set me up in a trap using poison or a curse to weaken me before starting the battle.

My uncle nodded, "That's right. She would have wanted to deal with all the insurance you prepared, weaken you with various curses and poison, and then capture you."

‘I knew it.’

"I assume the curses and poison would have been prepared by Elder Mirpa?"

"Of course. Who else would be able to weaken the Anti-Magic Specialist, a great madosa, if not her?”

"That’s a lot worse than sending an assassin." I said, dumbfounded.

Uncle Hermes chuckled. "We prepared it for now, but Hestia said you'd have already guessed it and that there was likely no possibility of using it, so I had given up on it."

"Oh wow, thank you ve~ry much." I said sarcastically.

Uncle Hermes did a light warm up and swung his hammer. "Well, actually, we're not quite ready either, so I wanted to put off bumping into you at least until this afternoon. Of all things, you found out about the sea blockade agreement here."

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