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

"I suddenly feel curious."

"Ok?"

"How many goddesses have you slept with like this?"

Listening to Hecate's calm words, Jason stopped laughing for a moment.

“Um, um…”

"Don't be anxious, my dear disciple, don't be anxious, let me help you count."

Hecate smiled, reached out and gently touched Jason's head, and slowly said, "First, Athena took the lead, then the goddess of fire Hestia, and then, if I remember correctly, Hephaestus...

It seems that except for the Queen of Heaven Hera and the Goddess of Beauty Aphrodite.

All the goddesses you have met so far have been murdered by you, right?"

Hecate announced the names of the goddesses one by one, and the smile on her face became wider with each name she mentioned.

Jason was about to cry about this.

"teacher!

Can we please be normal? Please, please!

I was wrong, I was really wrong!"

"What's wrong?" Hecate said with an unchanged smile.

"Everything is wrong, everything is wrong!"

Jason looked at Hecate pitifully with eyes that seemed to be about to cry but could not.

Seeing this, Hecate couldn't help but reach out and gently pinch Jason's face, then she raised the corners of her mouth and said no more.

To prevent Hecate from continuing to talk about this horrifying topic, Jason quickly changed the subject and said, "By the way, Teacher Hecate, speaking of which...where is Cerberus? Why don't I see her?

This time I found her another brother."

"Brother, oh, you mean that dragon... Cerberus? Isn't she with you?"

"With me?"

Jason was stunned for a moment and looked up at Hecate.

Hecate also looked at Jason, and they both blinked.

"She's not with you?" Hecate was stunned.

"No!" Jason opened his eyes wide.

"Teacher Hecate, Cerberus hasn't returned yet, has he?"

"Back?...Where did she go?"

Hecate was puzzled.

"Last time you asked her to go with me to Lord Tartarus, the God of the Abyss..."

As he spoke, Jason's voice became softer and softer.

Hecate's gaze towards Jason gradually became strange.

"I'm telling you, you really don't have a long memory?"

Hecate reached out and tapped Jason's forehead lightly, saying unhappily, "She bit you so hard last time, why did you throw her in there again this time? It's been a month or two already."

"Well, that... I thought you had taken her back a long time ago..."

Jason replied quietly.

"I'm going to pick her up? I'm not that free. Do you think I like the Abyss? You're the only one in that damn place who goes there every day."

"Well... what should we do now, teacher?"

Jason was helpless and looked at Hecate for help.

Hecate rolled her eyes and said, "What should I do? How should I know what to do? It's none of my business. You should solve your own problems!"

"But, but, if I go now, I will definitely get bitten..."

Jason had a headache.

"You deserve it! ... But speaking of Cerberus, it suddenly occurred to me, where is your senior sister? Why haven't I heard from her?"

"Senior sister, which senior sister?" Jason was stunned.

"Circe."

"Senior Sister Circe, she, she..."

As he spoke, Jason became speechless.

This made Hecate's gaze towards Jason even more subtle.

"Have you forgotten her too?"

"No, I haven't forgotten that, but what about the story between Senior Sister Circe and the water nymph Scylla..."

Jason hesitated for a moment before saying to Hecate, “In the final analysis, it was Senior Sister Circe who was wrong in that matter.

Teacher, you also know that the gods are watching me most of the time.

Therefore, I think that we can let the water nymph Scylla chase Sister Circe for a while, so that she can vent some of her anger.

And I asked the Argo to keep an eye on this matter the whole time to ensure that things would not get out of hand.

When the Scylla nymph has vented her anger, I will then intercede on behalf of Senior Sister Circe, and things will probably go much more smoothly."

Major issues to minor ones out.

Hearing this, Hecate nodded slightly.

Although she didn't quite understand the whole story, she believed in Jason. After all, Jason had never done anything wrong so far.

After a brief conversation between master and disciple, Jason's emotions gradually calmed down.

In the end, he didn't even know when he fell asleep.

After Jason fell asleep, the entire temple hall immediately became quiet.

Even the lights around were turned off one by one.

Only a small lamp was left, barely illuminating the darkness.

Dark butterflies emitting faint light flew around the two of them.

A dark butterfly landed on Hecate's shoulder.

From inside, the voices of the two familiar goddesses were heard.

"Wait."

Hecate finished calmly.

"Hekate, you're eating alone again..."

The words from Athena, the goddess of wisdom, had not yet fully fallen.

Hecate cut off the communication.

Then he lowered his head and looked at Jason who was lying quietly on him.

"Your fate has finally changed, and you've finally put a burden to rest. Unfortunately... this isn't enough for you now."

Hecate whispered, caressing Jason gently.

"Thank you for your hard work." After a long time, Hecate's gentle voice softly echoed in the quiet temple.

“I’ve been watching…watching how hard you work.

So be at ease, my child.

No matter how difficult the road is, as your teacher, I will always be with you, accompanying you all the way."

Dark butterflies fluttered around her and Jason.

The dim light on the side illuminates Hecate at this moment.

There was a gentleness in her eyes that Jason had never seen before.

There was infinite love in those eyes...

Yes, it has been so difficult along the way.

Ever since the birth of the Argo and the start of the Golden Fleece Trail, Jason has shed his last layer of "cloak" of resistance.

He took off the 'coat' of the White Hercules.

Under the name Jason, he became a hero.

But if you ask who in today's world is the one who least wants to be a hero, it is undoubtedly him.

Jason, he never thought of being a hero.

Not to mention, what happened between Jason, Athena, Hera, Medea and others along the way.

Even Hecate, watching these things, often felt worried for Jason.

Now, the matter has finally come to an end.

But...is everything over like this?

No, not nearly enough.

At this moment, resting in Hecate's arms, as Jason said, was a kind of willfulness for him.

Now, in the temple of Hephaestus, the god of craftsmen, in the temple of Hephaestus that is sealed by a magic barrier.

Inside Hephaestus's great furnace.

The magic spear given to Jason by Typhon, the ancestor of all demons, has been refined.

The cursed blood of Athena, the goddess of wisdom, had already been sprinkled into it.