Marvel Magic Case Files

Chapter 310 Titan Magic Goddess (First Update)

Athena's suggestion, though absurd, was practical; however, Salomon still rejected this terrible proposal. Only after his repeated persuasion did Athena believe in his self-control.

Salomon has yet to visit Hecate, the goddess of magic, and the preparation time before his trip to Asgard presents a good opportunity to do so. As a Titan from the old era, she must have had some contact with the Vanir gods. Salomon believes that he can learn about the Vanir's mysterious spells through her, which will help him understand the challenges he faces.

Hecate's name appears in many spells, such as the spell "Hecate's Dark Veil," which has an effect similar to a second-circle "Darkness" spell, but with a more flexible range. In certain situations, this spell can also be used to conceal an object or person, making them undetectable in the darkness.

For example, the spell for "smooth delivery of a newborn" also contains the name Hecate. This spell was often shouted out by pregnant women in ancient Greece, especially when they were cursing the men who had impregnated them and yelling that this was their last time giving birth. This spell often had a good effect—it kept them awake, widened their birth canal, and saved their energy so they could throw water jugs at the heads of the culprits waiting outside the delivery room.

Hecate, the goddess, possessed many powers and was an indispensable goddess of immortality in both the Titan and Olympian times. She was the patron goddess of families and the protector of witches. People offered her red agate fish and puppies as sacrifices, and shepherds worshipped her as if she were Hermes. She was one of the eternal protagonists of the Haroa festival in the Eleusine region—a festival in which priestesses would hold sacred symbols of both genders and whisper words to the women present that could not be spoken aloud, while the women would often utter witty remarks that men would find inappropriate.

However, now is not the time for a visit. Hecate, like Athena, abides by the laws of the Sorcerer Supreme and remains obediently on Earth. Even if Salomon learned of her whereabouts from Athena, he cannot presumptuously visit her without the Supreme's permission; it would be extremely impolite. Unless Athena personally accompanies Salomon on the trip.

Athena wouldn't mind taking Salomon to see Hecate, who now lives a secluded life on the island of Santorini in the Aegean Sea, rarely even using spells. Before the visit, Athena wanted to send Hecate a text message to avoid them arriving to find a goddess of magic who had drunk too much.

The goddess of wisdom wanted Hecate to prepare a roasted lamb and Greek caviar, as well as some chilled pine vin, a wine that has been popular for over two thousand years and has a turpentine flavor that most people are not used to. However, Athena still wanted Salomon to try it—to be enjoyed with semi-dried octopus tentacles, which would enhance the flavor of the pine vin.

"If you don't mind, let's set off now," Athena said, looking at the text message on her phone. "If we're late, Hecate will pour the wine into her coffee and drink it all."

"Ha, that's a well-worn topic." Hecate, with a white headscarf wrapped around her head, looked no different from any other middle-aged woman. She didn't possess the striking beauty and power of Athena; her short, black hair was messily tied up. Yet, viewed through a special lens, she possessed an ever-changing face. She picked up her coffee, and behind her, the roasting lamb in the oven slowly released a warm and alluring aroma. Onions and garlic sizzled in the bubbling lamb fat, and olive oil and black pepper seeped into every strand of lamb.

This is a traditional Santorini dish, served with pita bread roasted alongside the lamb. The best way to enjoy this dish is to eat the pita bread soaked in the lamb gravy. However, the dish is not yet finished, so diners are currently gathered around a table covered with a floral tablecloth, subsisting on other foods.

Octopus tentacles paired with pine resin wine are a delicious combination, and Salomon accepted Athena's suggestion regarding food.

"The price...you want to know the price of Vanir magic, am I right?" Hecate put down her cup, looking at Salomon and Athena sitting opposite her. Compared to the somewhat restrained sorcerer, Athena's posture was much more unrestrained. She sat sideways in the chair, wearing golden sandals tied with silk threads. She crossed her long, shapely legs, and her long golden hair flowed unruly over her shoulders, reflecting the bright sunshine of the Aegean Sea.

"Why are you so aggressive, Hecate?" said the goddess of wisdom. "He has only come here to seek your guidance. The Sorcerer Supreme of today is not Agamotto; there are some questions that even the Ancient One could not answer. I believe you are the one who knows the answers; I brought him here."

"I knew he'd get involved with you. Like a little girl collecting teddy bears, you never let any interesting toy go," Hecate said irritably. "I'm not childish enough to argue with you. I'll answer your questions. Listen carefully, Holy Son. If you want to explore the magic of the Vanir gods, you must understand the role of faith. It's the foundation of our survival, something you can't learn in Kamar-Taj. It's an incomparably powerful force, the basis for becoming a god. The price the Vanir gods pay for magic is faith—the Aesir and Vanir pantheons have established their own kingdoms, and all the subjects of the Nine Realms are believers. Their souls have a vast projection in the astral plane, with countless faiths converging around them. They all have faith to pay for it; as long as faith exists, they possess inexhaustible power."

"That's not what I want you to say, Hecate." Athena's sharp eyes swept across Hecate's face like a knife. "I want him to know about the Vanir magic system, not anything else."

"What does it matter? He'll reach that point sooner or later anyway," Hecate said casually. "He's the Son of God, and without his knowledge, he's already embraced many faiths. Look at how many Christians there are on this earth; they are all followers of this Son of God. I knew it the moment I saw him, and even if he doesn't want to admit it, I can see his true nature. The Star of Bethlehem has already proclaimed it to the world."

"Haven't you ever considered the cost of each time you use a Stigmata, Salomon? Everything has a price, what about your Stigmata?"

Hecate's reminder caught Salomon's attention. Ignoring Athena's increasingly gloomy expression, she continued, "That is faith. When you unlock all your stigmata, you will discover your true nature—a soul adrift in the astral plane, radiating blinding light. All beings in the lower planes desire your soul, for its power is enough to support the Seventh Throne. All beings in the upper planes desire your faith, for it glorifies their Lord. As long as you are here, Zeus will fear you, Hera will bless you, and Aphrodite will do anything to climb into your bed. But now, you are possessed by Athena."

"He is my child, Hecate." Athena pulled Salomon's shoulder with her arm and kissed the sorcerer on the cheek. This embarrassed Salomon, who squirmed restlessly, but could not escape Athena's grasp.

"Haven't I told you you're rude?" Hecate chuckled. "You have absolutely no femininity!"

"I'm not Aphrodite, that fool who couldn't resist the sight of a man's genitals. If she comes, I'll let Salomon have a good taste of that idiot woman. I believe my child won't be obsessed with beauty."

"Haha, that's not necessarily true."

The oven beeped, and the room filled with the warm aroma of onions, garlic, and mutton fat.

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