Type-Moon Greece, I really don't want to be a hero!

Obviously, because of the wedding of Hades and Hades, the name of Hercules in White has completely resounded throughout the entire Greek continent and has become the most famous hero of the contemporary era.

Atalanta looked at Jason beside her and said, "How do you feel?"

"What?" Jason looked at Atalanta with confused eyes. "Atalanta, what are you talking about? I am Jason. Who is Hercules in white? I don't know him."

Atalanta couldn't help but feel a little amused by the answer, which was without any emotion.

At this moment, Jason took off his conspicuous white clothes and changed into a black outfit with some dark butterfly patterns.

The hair color also turned black.

Although Jason didn't understand why the goddess Rhea asked him to leave Jason's name on the mountain...or rather, it was the goddess Athena who asked him to do so.

But Jason was a cautious person who was always prepared for any eventuality.

When he learned that white clothes, blond hair, green eyes and Pegasus had become the iconic identity of White Hercules, he naturally prepared another set of "travel clothes".

That is the black dress with the pattern of the Dark Butterfly, which represents Hecate's identity as a student.

Even if Hercules were here now, he probably wouldn't be able to tell Jason's identity at a glance.

Atalanta said nothing, but followed Jason silently to the foot of the mountain and in front of Phoebus.

This was not the first time Atalanta had accompanied Jason, and besides the other goddesses, she was the one Medea envied the most.

Her shadow often accompanies Jason's story.

Therefore, Atalanta already knew how and what to do when she was with Jason.

This kind of tacit understanding is accumulated over time.

Atalanta was not disgusted by such a foil... To be precise, she did care about it at first.

After all, as Artemis' most beloved and most outstanding child, Atalanta naturally has her own pride.

Can......

In contrast, the gap is actually a very subtle thing.

If the two are not very big, then it will arouse the spirit of resistance.

But if both are too big, then there will be nothing.

Sometimes, it can even become an obstacle.

"... is it you?"

When Jason came to Phofus, he had no time to speak to him.

Phocis, who looked so worn out and had lost interest in everything, like a living dead, recognized Jason at a glance.

At the same time, he himself also underwent tremendous changes.

Now he is wearing a decent set of clothes and has removed all the clutter on his body, presenting the appearance of a tough middle-aged man.

If there had not been punishment from the gods, he would have been the king of a country, known as the most resourceful person in the world.

"You're finally here." Before Jason, who was slightly stunned, could say anything, Phoebusi smiled and said to Jason, "I've been waiting for you for a long time... You came here this time to push the stone to the top of the mountain, right?"

"...I've already changed my clothes like this." Jason looked at Phoebusis with some helplessness and curiosity.

"You've changed everything about me now, how could I not even recognize you?"

Upon hearing this, Jason thought for a moment and nodded slightly.

He thought that if he were Fufusis, it would probably be impossible for him to not be recognized just because his clothes and hair color were returned.

While Jason was talking to Phoebus, many people looked over.

Many people recognized Atalanta and began to whisper in surprise.

Because Atalanta was on the top of the mountain, leaving behind a name worthy of being ranked among the top!

Phosphorus also recognized Atalanta and said to her, "You're here again. Do you still want to challenge me? Since you left, except for a few people, no one has come to challenge me for half a month."

"Half a moon?"

Sensing Jason's doubts, Phoebus explained, "Since you made the agreement with the great god, I no longer need to push the boulder to the top of the mountain every day... In the beginning, there were indeed many people who challenged me.

But as time goes by, it becomes less and less..."

Upon hearing this, Jason blinked at first, then turned his head to look at the passers-by around him who were watching him. Jason gradually understood and nodded slightly.

"I see... Wanting to become a hero passed down through the ages, wanting to achieve the same glory as a hero, is a motivation, but it's also a pressure."

Jason looked over at Atalanta and Phoebus, sensing their confusion, and explained, "If I'm not mistaken, several heroes have come here so far and pushed the boulder to a height that ordinary people can hardly reach.

And now it is different from the past, there are too many people gathered here, so those who reach the top will receive their attention and expectations.

Therefore, if someone is not confident in their own abilities, they will not choose to humiliate themselves."

Jason easily understood the situation and also understood why Rhea had called him over, saying it was time to end the previous 'game'.

Atalanta nodded slightly when she recalled that when she pushed the boulder, she attracted everyone's attention and many people even made bets below.

"Then do you want to continue?" Atalanta looked at Jason. She knew how much he disliked being in the spotlight.

“…There’s no way back.”

Jason sighed softly and looked up at the top of the mountain.

There, beautiful music is being played.

Athena, the goddess of wisdom, was waiting for him on the top of the mountain.

“…It’s not easy for you either.”

As soon as Atalanta finished her sigh, Jason grabbed her hands in an instant.

"It's not easy, it's not easy, Atalanta, you actually, you finally understand me!"

Jason looked at Atalanta with loving eyes, almost crying.

"Let go!"

Atalanta frowned, shook Jason off, and said, "No matter what, this is a blessing for you. After all, being watched by the great ones is something everyone, except you, sincerely hopes for!"

"Does this include you?"

Of course! ...If it were in the past, Atalanta would definitely answer like this.

But as Atalanta's friendship with Jason deepened and she learned more and more...

"I am the most loyal believer of Lady Artemis. All I need is Lady Artemis' love."

Seeing Atalanta's confident answer, Jason couldn't help but roll his eyes and said, "I am still Teacher Hecate's beloved disciple. I just want to be loved by Teacher Hecate!"

The moment he finished speaking, Jason regretted it and wanted to slap himself.

Athena is on the top of the mountain at this moment. She dares to say this even though she knows the situation. She is really not afraid of death!

But fortunately, the sound of the piano coming from the top of the mountain remained unchanged.

Jason breathed a sigh of relief and came to the side of Phoebusis without hesitation.

"I didn't expect that I would have to do it myself. I wanted Senior Brother Hercules to do it... Um, Hercules... Is this retribution?"

When Jason came to Phoebusis's side, the boulder began to move slowly towards the top of the mountain under the push of the two of them. Not long after, this incident spread in the small town where this sport was held.

Soon, everyone put down what they were doing and gathered here.

Just as Jason said, every time the boulder was pushed, it obviously attracted the attention of the townspeople.

After all, that's why they gathered here.

No one has tried it for half a month, and now someone finally has the courage to do it. For them now... it's probably like a holiday.

"Who is that guy?"

"I don't know him, but he looks quite handsome..."

Facts have proved that no matter where you are, appearance is everything.

"Tsk, so what if he's handsome? With his tiny arms and legs, I reckon he'll be down in less than half a day!"

"That may not be the case... Didn't you notice the female hunter standing nearby?

Don't you think she looks familiar... That female hunter was the one who almost pushed the boulder to the highest point!"

The atmosphere below was getting more and more lively, with loud discussions, but this did not affect Jason in the slightest.

As he dragged the boulder, it rolled towards the top of the mountain little by little...

Chapter 3.5: The Eternal Name of a Hero (k)

It is actually not difficult to push the boulder to the top of the mountain.

Many people can do it, after all, there are many demigods.

The real difficulty is that when pushing the boulder to a certain height, you will encounter help from the power of gods.

After all, this was the punishment given to Phofsis by the gods.

It was only because of the bet between Jason and the second-generation queen of heaven Rhea that the nature of the punishment changed and it evolved into a sport to gain glory.

Even after Jason changed all this, the gods were not angry about it, but found it very interesting and regarded Sisyphus as a burden.

So even if Jason had not come, he would actually be liberated soon...these Greek gods no longer had any interest in him.

Jason knew this, so he did not ask Phoebus for help, but pushed the boulder to the top of the mountain alone.

Jason was not pushing very fast. To be precise, even Atalanta was much faster than him when she tried not long ago.

Therefore, many people believed that this young man would soon be exhausted.

But after several hours, when Jason reached the middle of the mountain, the discussions below could not help but increase again.

And at this time, Jason, looking down, could see that the boulder he pushed was surpassing the names engraved on the steep hillside one after another.

At the same time, he could also feel the gazes of the people below who were looking up at him.

"Crush your opponents one after another, and achieve supreme honor amid the cheers of the people."