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

"Of course I remember." Jason looked at Clotho in confusion.

"That's Athena, the goddess of wisdom. Talk to her about it."

Hearing this, Jason was stunned.

If it was really Teacher Hecate, Jason would not think too much about it. He would only think that the teacher might be afraid that Clotho would see his future fate, so she restricted her.

But if you add Athena...

"Oh, by the way, I didn't just suddenly think of asking you this. Someone actually asked me to ask you. She said you would give me an answer."

Kroto continued.

"Who?" Jason asked subconsciously.

"The most just god in the world, the goddess of judgment... Themis."

Clotho said, looking at Jason in front of him, “You and her are somewhat similar… But she didn’t answer me this question.

But you gave me the answer I wanted in my heart!"

"Therefore, Jason, I, Clotho, the goddess of fate, hereby promise you that from now on, you only need to pray to me and ask for my help, and I, as Clotho, the goddess of fate, will... show you mercy!"

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PS: A total of 9,000 words were updated today, and I have managed to add more words.

Chapter 4: Evil disciple, committing a sin! (k)

The favor of the goddess of fate,

Those who are given always go to those who are prepared and work hard for it.

When Clotho, the goddess of fate, said this, Jason came to his senses after a moment of hesitation and hurriedly stood up to thank him.

"Actually, you don't have to... Although I say this, I don't think you'll ever pray to me."

At this point, Cloto couldn't help but look a little embarrassed, and said: "Because your fate no longer exists with me."

Clotho's words made Jason look at her.

She then looked at Medea beside her and said, "And the same goes for little Medea. Her fate is no longer with me."

Hearing this, Jason blinked, and then his eyes gradually widened as if he had thought of something.

Yesterday's scenes replayed in Jason's mind.

Then, it stops at the oath that Hecate made Clotho swear.

Clotho just said that the oath was actually the result of a negotiation between the goddess of wisdom Athena and Hecate.

At the moment, combined with the conclusion that their fate is not under the control of the goddess of fate.

"Our fate...is now completely in our hands." Jason couldn't help but murmur.

"Yes." Clotho replied to Jason with a smile: "From the moment you completely broke your fate in front of me yesterday, your previous fate will naturally not be able to bind you in the slightest.

As for the new thread of destiny..."

As Cloto spoke, her companion artifact appeared out of thin air in her hand under a burst of golden particle light.

Spindle of fate.

After Clotho took it, under the urging of divine power, a thread extended from it and came towards Jason and Medea.

But just as it was about to reach the two people, the line of defense suddenly stopped, lingering beside the two people, and was unable to connect to Jason and Medea.

“As you can see, due to my oath, I swore by the River of the Underworld that I would never attack you or use my power against you two.

In fact, it is equivalent to giving you your destiny directly."

Having said this, Clotho paused for a moment, then revealed a slightly depressed expression and said, "I only realized this later. At that time, I just thought that Hecate didn't want me to continue spying on you and little Medea.

Now it seems...I was obviously fooled!

No wonder Hecate and Athena slipped away right after I swore my oath!"

After hearing Clotho's words, Jason did not respond for a long time.

He looked at what was in front of him. Even if he reached out his hand, he would still retreat, unable to spin the thread of fate that he had touched.

Is it your own destiny that is controlled by yourself?

Jason couldn't help but sigh softly.

"You don't seem... very happy?"

Clotho looked at Jason.

Jason was stunned for a moment, then looked up at the beautiful goddess of fate with a raised brow, and quickly shook his head and said, "No, great goddess of fate Clotho, I am naturally terrified and excited about such an outcome.

But at the same time... I also feel a sense of confusion and unreality."

After hearing Jason's words, Clotho looked at the equally bewildered Medea beside him, thought for a moment, and said, "That's true. After all, fate itself is an illusory existence for you..."

Forget it, let’s not talk about this anymore!

When I think about it, I get angry when I think about how I was deceived by Hecate and Athena!

The key is that I can't do anything to them!"

So Cloto didn't mention the matter again.

Seeing that Clotho did not ask any further questions, Jason naturally felt relieved.

He did not deceive Clotho. He did feel confused and unreal about the matter, but that did not mean that Jason did not understand.

What does this sentence mean: your destiny is controlled by yourself!

In ancient Greece, where the gods still exist, Jason has always dreamed of controlling his own destiny.

Therefore, Jason's sigh just now was naturally not because of this matter.

He was just wondering, could he...really offer tribute to Hecate?

Teacher, what should I give you to repay your kindness to me?

Hecate, goddess of roads, and Jason's magic teacher.

This should have been the god to whom Jason gave tribute first.

But now, he has become the god to which Jason finds it most difficult to offer tribute.

......

The next day,

At dawn, the sky was dim.

Jason was alone and did not say goodbye to the others.

Quietly leave and prepare to go deep into the ancient forest.

Complete that, the last trial.

Take away the rare treasure - the Golden Fleece - from the sleepless dragon!

This marked the end of the Argo expedition, which lasted for half a year.

Facing the first ray of sunlight breaking through the sky, Jason looked up and couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly.

As he was walking out of the city, he saw a beautiful figure standing next to a big tree outside the city, leaning against it and waiting for him quietly.

"Atalanta?" Jason was stunned when the sunlight shone on her long light yellow hair with light green in between.

Atalanta raised her head when she heard Jason's voice.

The holy blue eyes reflected the figure of the man in front of her.

"How did you..."

Before Jason could finish his words, he saw Atalanta walking towards him.

Then he handed the apples he had been holding in his arms to Jason.

"Thank you for what happened last night... Goddess Artemis, please forgive me. This is what the goddess and I found last night."

…are there apples growing in the wild around here?

Jason blinked and thought about it.

It can’t be Sister Lu...I guess he went to ask Sister Lu for help.

Jason guessed what had happened but didn't say it out loud and took the apple from her.

After handing them, stained with morning dew, to Jason, the two men looked at each other.

Then Atalanta turned around, walked away from Jason without saying anything, and headed towards the city.

Jason looked at her back, then at the apple in his hand.

I picked one up and took a bite...mm, very sweet.

"Thank you, Atalanta. This apple is very sweet!"

Jason said to her.

Atalanta paused slightly, turned her back to Jason and nodded slightly, saying, "Well... come back soon."

"Okay." Jason smiled and responded.

He turned around and walked towards the ancient forest where the sleepless dragon existed.

And just after the two of them left each other, in the shadow of a corner.

"Medea, are you just going to just watch and go out?" Clotho, the goddess of fate, blinked and couldn't help but say to Medea beside her.

Medea did not reply.

She actually prepared something for Jason, but it wasn't breakfast.

But a few bottles of potion for the sleepless dragon...

"...Brother-sama doesn't need help."

After a long silence, when Clotho was worried about her, Medea said with a sad look in her eyes: "What he needs is not the magic potion, but an apple...that's all."