Type-Moon, there are too many myths that defy the heavens!

"Why...are you...angry?"

The voice did not directly answer the monster's question, but once again answered a problem that had existed since he had a self, but he had ignored it.

"You are neither a pure monster nor a pure human."

"But in the final analysis, you are just a human in the body of a monster."

"You will begin to doubt your dark life, yourself and the meaning of your existence."

"This is proof that you have people's hearts."

"so..."

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of the monster and took off the hood that was covering his face.

He saw a flower.

The petals of this flower are brilliant gold, the stamens are soft blue, and although the leaves are pure black, they do not make people feel a trace of fear. Instead, they are as reassuring as facing the star-lit night sky.

What a nice view.

It is so beautiful that it is not inferior to the monster's most holy relatives, and is even more beautiful than them.

Not only that, this flower even emits a refreshing fragrance that feels like the arrival of spring.

The flower that appears before me must be a unique one in the world.

Even the gods would be fascinated by the beauty of this flower.

Although the monster had never seen the outside world, he inexplicably trusted his own judgment.

He even felt that although the flower had gorgeous golden petals, it was not the best color.

The most suitable color for this flower should be the brighter, stronger red that freely displays the beauty of life.

The beautiful boy stretched out his hand and said something that shook the monster to its core: "I'm here to take you away."

"I...leave...?"

"Why?"

The monster was stunned for a moment, revealing an expression of disbelief.

"Because you haven't turned into a monster yet." The boy said firmly, "You are still a human being, and there is still a place for you to stay."

Where will I stay?

The monster felt warm in his heart as he listened to the boy's words.

But the warmer he felt, the more frightened he became.

What he feared was not other places to stay, but his own future.

"But..." the monster said with difficulty in his discordant voice, "'Father'...won't agree..."

"Your father, Minos, has gone to the underworld to serve as judge," the boy continued. "He will no longer interfere in your life."

My life...

What a beautiful, yet terrifying word.

Faced with the sudden happiness, the monster retreated and dared not move forward.

however.

The boy had already taken the monster's concerns into consideration.

“There is no need to be afraid, and there is no need to feel inferior.”

"I will only provide you with a place to stay and a job, not directly help you achieve happiness."

"Things that can be obtained without fighting for them are not something people can cherish, nor can they bring peace of mind."

"Therefore, you will still face people's strange looks and fear."

"But even so, at least you will have the opportunity to build good relationships with people and integrate into society."

"Or, you who are not afraid of death, are afraid of truly living?"

The boy stretched out his hand and asked the monster, "Do you have the courage to leave the maze and step into the future?"

Yes.

If you are not afraid of death, why should you be afraid of real living?

Thinking of this, the monster stretched out his hand and responded to the boy's expectation.

"Very good, you haven't lost the courage to live." The boy introduced himself, "My name is Ash Adonis, you can call me Ash."

"Ash..."

The monster repeated the boy's name, memorizing it.

"So, why don't you take off your helmet and introduce yourself?" Ash said, "It's basic courtesy."

The monster hesitated for a moment, then shakily took off the mask covering its face and responded.

"Asterios..." the monster responded, "My name is... Asterios."

"Then... from today on, we are friends." Ash said with a smile, "Please give me your guidance in the future, Asterios."

"Um...Ash..."

My first friend and best friend.

I will definitely protect you.

Faced with his friend's genuine smile, the monster, who had not yet reached adulthood, also smiled and made a pact in his heart.

......

After successfully entering the labyrinth, finding Asterios, and convincing him to follow him out, Ash was in trouble for the first time.

Because he suddenly realized that even if he prepared a marker in advance and brought enough silk thread into this "eternal maze", he still couldn't find a way out.

Because, not only could he not find the marks he had made, but even the silk thread that had stretched all the way to him had unknowingly become a knot, and he had no way to find the way out.

I don't know what to do, this generation of Daros must be a cheater, right?

Could this thing be one of those classic "moving mazes blessed with metaphysical energy" from tomb-raiding novels?

Otherwise, why wouldn't the marks and threads I made along the way be effective?

The more Ash thought about it, the more headache he got, and the more he couldn't hold himself together.

When I find Daedalus, that old bastard who killed his nephew because he was afraid that he would surpass him, and who also indirectly killed his own sister, I will make sure he gets what he deserves!

But even if Ash thought so, he still had no way to crack the huge maze created by the most powerful craftsman in Greece with great effort.

Ash had only one thought about this.

My super wisdom tells me it's time to use my super power!

Thinking of this, Ash looked at the strong, well-behaved and honest older child who was following him silently, and asked, "Can you tear down the walls of this maze?"

"wall?"

Asterios weighed the axe in his hand, compared it to the enormous wall, and said, "It should be possible..."

"Then let's start tearing it down." Ash said, "It's no longer useful here anyway, so we might as well tear it down."

"Ah."

Asterios obediently picked up his two axes and violently smashed them against the wall of the maze.

"boom----!"

With a deafening roar, the wall blocking Ash's way was blasted with a big hole by Asterios's giant axe, and it collapsed instantly, creating a new path.

As expected of the Mavericks, this A+ level of strength is amazing!

Looking at Asterios' extraordinary power, Ash couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Asterios, are you okay?" Ash said, "If you're tired, let's take a break."

“…Not tired.”

Asterios shook his head and continued with the demolition work.

Within half a day, the entire maze was smashed open to create a path outwards by the monster that was originally intended to be sealed.

It was not until the last wall was broken open that Ash had to sigh that although this generation of Daros was jealous of talented people, he was truly the strongest craftsman in Greece.

Because, in the process of physically dismantling the "Eternal Labyrinth", Ash not only did not find any magic formulas, he did not even find any black technology.

He could only say that this craftsman from the Age of Gods was really good at architectural design. It was truly extremely difficult to use pure design to make a limited space seem to extend infinitely, leaving people with no way out.

However, Ash's admiration for Daedalus only lasted for a short time.

Because, after walking out of the maze, Ash saw a person who was incredible to him, but also seemed reasonable.

She was a beautiful girl with purple hair and blue eyes, who looked particularly holy and noble.

"Hello...Hello..."

Before Ash could respond, Asterios behind him became even more excited and stammered a greeting.

not only that.

He even called out the girl's name, which made Ash stunned and terrified: "Ari... Adeni..."

"Hello, Asterios." The girl responded to Asterios' call with a smile, "My 'brother'."

Oh my god, Athena is using her smurf account to lure people!

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The character description of Xiao Niu in this article is based on the short story of Yuichiro Higashide.

Although in this short story, Theseus will regret for the rest of his life for killing the calf without knowing the truth, and the incident itself is a bit abstract, it can be regarded as a new interpretation of the relationship between heroes and anti-heroes, and subjective justice and objective justice, and it is a good adaptation.

As for the version by Makoto Mita...it can no longer be called an adaptation, but a defense (sad).

Chapter 30: Athena's chastity has nothing to do with me, Ariadne.

Ash opened his eyes wide, looking at the purple-haired and blue-eyed Cretan princess in front of him, who was certified by Asterios, and he couldn't hold it in any longer.

You say this is Ariadne?

This is obviously Athena!

Just look at the high-purity divine energy flowing from her body, which far exceeds that of ordinary demigods, and her appearance which is not much different from Athena's divine body. Who else could this be but Athena?

However, Ash didn't think that Athena's use of a secondary account was out of line.

After all, Minos and Asterios, the father and son, were simply a cushion in the myth, one of the trials for the future Athenian king Theseus, and Athena was the most important director and planner of this stage play, so it was not unusual for her to create a small account and play a role in the script.

But the problem is, her secondary character is just a marginal character in the story, or an NPC or boss who provides important props, so why does she have to be the heroine Ariadne?

You know, Ariadne was deeply loved by Theseus, but was snatched away by Dionysus, the god of wine, and became the most regrettable white moonlight in the life of this legendary Athenian king!

Athena's guest appearance in this role... seems a bit... not so good no matter how you look at it, right?

Ash couldn't understand Athena's actions, but he was still shocked.

Reason told him that it would be best not to ask about this matter, and it would be best to pretend that he had not seen or discovered it.

Therefore, Ash just played the role of a small, invisible passerby, silently watching the conversation between Asterios and Ariadne.

however.

Athena would not let Ash just sit there and watch the show.

Rather, she came here for Ash.

"Ash."

"I know you have some doubts about my sudden appearance and this clone of mine."

"I can tell you clearly that this clone of mine was not created intentionally, but is a part of my divinity."

“In the most primitive Greek ‘mythology’, that is, the myths compiled by the Cretans, Zeus was not yet Zeus, and I was not yet me.”

"I became Athena because the culture of the Athenian people, whom I protected, developed the most. This allowed my image as the patron saint of Athens to become the absolute mainstream, thereby integrating and consolidating my divinity and personality."