Type-Moon, I heard that after death, you can ascend to the Throne of Heroes?

After all, the myths and legends about this witch are not very good. Anyone who visits will be turned into various animals by her, and their personalities are somewhat capricious.

Moreover, Nuoyan, who had been teleported by Hecate many times, knew in his heart that with the power of the goddess, Hecate only needed to cast a magic spell and did not need his help.

But even though he thought so, Nuoyan still readily agreed and said, "Well, no problem, Goddess Hecate. After all, Medea is also my friend."

The reason is simple. Although I don’t know what Hecate is thinking, this goddess has actually helped Nuoyan several times since I met her.

Although the disgusted expression on her face has not disappeared yet...

Just as Nuoyan was thinking this.

"Hey, wake up, wake up." Hecate pushed twice. Hearing the word "friend", Medea said happily, "Don't be crazy, people are watching... You told me to pay attention to my image, do you have the right to say that to me?"

Medea came back to her senses after hearing this, blinked her eyes, looked at Hecate and then at Nuoyan who was tilting his head to the side, and suddenly became anxious, and shouted loudly with a red face: "Teacher Hecate! You, you, you, what nonsense are you talking about in front of Nuoyan!"

"......Hey, why did I accept a troublesome girl like you as my believer?" Hecate was very depressed.

Medea was also very depressed. How could the goddess she believed in be such a goddess? She didn't say anything and just sat quietly aside. She was still very mysterious, elegant and beautiful!

"Anyway, I leave her to you."

Hecate looked at Nuoyan again, paused, and then continued to say to Nuoyan: "Although she is a troublesome student, she is also one of my only two students, so Nuoyan, I don't want to see her get hurt, especially... that future!"

Hearing this, Nuoyan was stunned for a moment, looking at the goddess Hecate in front of him, who rarely showed her serious and solemn side.

I finally understood what was going on.

So he smiled, nodded and said, "Yeah, I understand."

"Don't worry, Goddess Hecate, I will do it. After all... before I promised you, I had already promised Jason."

"Then it's a deal." When Hecate heard this, she felt relaxed and her eyes towards Nuoyan finally softened and she smiled lightly.

"Yes, it's agreed." Looking at Hecate like this, Nuoyan couldn't help thinking that this goddess looked surprisingly beautiful when she smiled, so he nodded and replied.

Hearing this, Medea looked at Nuoyan in confusion, then at Hecate.

She always felt like she was being sold out by her teacher at this moment...

Chapter 6: The Doll of Clotho, the Goddess of Fate (k)

Medea's affairs were discussed.

Without Medea herself noticing, Nuoyan and Hecate "divided" the little witch, and Nuoyan temporarily lived in this temple.

Because in addition to painting a picture for Cerberus, the three-headed dog of hell, Nuoyan also planned to take this opportunity to prepare a gift for Clotho, the goddess of fate.

And that gift was actually a doll.

The doll is made from the trunk of the golden apple tree using carving techniques taught by Hephaestus, the god of craftsmen!

When Promise received the golden apple trunk from Chiron that day, he was thinking of this matter. When he thought of the little goddess holding the doll, Promise seemed appropriate no matter how he thought about it.

"So, Goddess Hecate, do you have that tool here? If not, I will have to go back to the goddess teacher again."

In the temple, when Hecate knew Nuoyan's idea, she shook her head and said, "No, I'm not interested in carving, but it's not a difficult task. I'll carve a copy for you later... By the way, can you carve a maid for me?"

Hecate said, glancing at the flowers and plants outside the temple, "Now that Medea is gone, I have no time to take care of them. If they all die, she will definitely grumble to my statue even after she is gone."

"I don't nag!" Medea retorted loudly.

Those beautiful eyes looked at Hecate with a little annoyance, and even wondered why the teacher hadn't returned to the laboratory yet. He was a good teacher when he didn't speak!

"It's no problem to carve a maid, but... can the statue help take care of the flowers and plants?" Nuoyan looked at Hecate in confusion.

Hecate was stunned for a moment and said, "Hey, aren't you learning..."

Hecate subconsciously said what this divine art was, but she stopped halfway, blinked at Nuoyan with her beautiful red eyes, and closed her mouth.

As a goddess who is good at playing badly and avoiding all kinds of troubles.

Hecate was smart enough to realize one thing, that is, it would be best for her to say less and touch less in front of this young man who was intertwined with the gods for the thread of fate and was about to form a beehive.

Otherwise, you might get yourself into trouble just by saying something unintentionally!

"Well... you see, I'm the goddess of magic. You make a statue and I cast some magic on it to make it move, right?"

So Hecate thought about it and answered like this.

When Nuoyan heard this, he suddenly realized it and said, "So that's how it is. It's the same as the goddess teacher's puppet."

"Yes, that's right." Hecate nodded and replied lightly.

Medea, who was standing by, couldn't help but look at her in confusion when she heard this. After all, she was her teacher, and she felt that Hecate was just going through the motions of keeping her promise.

Then Hecate said she would prepare tools for him and got up and left.

After she left and chatted briefly with Medea for a while, Nuoyan prepared to paint a picture for Cerberus. When Medea heard that Nuoyan was going to paint, she couldn't help but come over.

Seeing Medea in front of him raising her head slightly, blinking her eyes, and looking at him expectantly, Nuoyan did not refuse.

Moreover, not only Medea was very interested in the painting, but even Cerberus himself, who was greedy for honey cakes, put down his honey cake.

The matter of painting was not a secret, and Hera and others did not hide it, so the news that Nuoyan was going to paint the sky full of gods and depict all the twelve main gods of Olympus had already spread even to the underworld.

And more importantly, seven of the promises have been fulfilled at this time!

Therefore, what Nuoyan did not know was that his paintings were now worth no less than any rare treasures to the gods.

Because being painted by him is undoubtedly a recognition.

Then Nuoyan was about to take out the paintbrush from the sky, but he realized that this was the underworld, and it happened that the goddess Hecate came back at this time.

Knowing what Nuoyan was going to do, she held the staff and pointed it at the sky, and a projection of the sky appeared above the temple.

At this moment Nuoyan once again clearly realized that this goddess was probably not easy to mess with.

After arriving outside the hall, he found a step to sit down on, secured the easel, and then Cerberus knelt down in front of Nuoyan.

Then Nuoyan skillfully took out a golden apple.

He could no longer remember how many golden apples he had. He had carefully preserved them at first, but now he was afraid that he would not be able to eat them all even if he wanted to.

And at the moment when Nuoyan was about to paint, Medea clearly felt that Nuoyan's temperament had changed.

Naturally, the three-headed hellhound Cerberus had the most intuitive feeling. He suddenly raised his tail, stood up, and looked at Nuoyan with all three heads at the same time, growling.

But after being glanced at indifferently by Hecate and coming to his senses, he could only lie down obediently and lower his head in grievance.

Hecate's red eyes glanced at this promise with interest.

"So the brush was not made for him to paint the gods, but because he himself can completely paint the gods, so this brush was made for him?"

Hecate muttered.

But Medea on the side did not hear it, because at this moment there was only the promise in her eyes.

In Medea's eyes, the promise at this moment was like a painting itself. The magical sunlight shone on him, his black ponytail was wrapped by the goddess' silver thread, and his emerald eyes were like stars.

Time passes quickly.

What Nuoyan didn't expect was that there were day and night in this temple.

When he came back to his senses, the temple had already darkened. Although there were no stars or full moon in the sky, the torch of the divine fire had already lit up this peaceful temple.

Nuoyan looked at the painting in front of him.

The painting shows the majestic gate to the underworld, and in front of the gate is Cerberus, the three-headed dog of hell, as tall as a hill.

Cerberus felt aggrieved at first. After all, when it comes to peeping into secrets, no matter if it is gods or monsters, they will definitely retaliate severely if caught.

However, after seeing the finished product of Nuoyan's painting, Cerberus's grievances instantly disappeared. He raised his head proudly and gave Nuoyan a good look.

"As long as you are happy, Cerberus."

Nuoyan felt a little funny and said this when he suddenly smelled a faint fragrance. He subconsciously turned his head and saw Medea's beautiful face.

I don't know when she came closer and was very close to me.

The purple eyes stared at him intently, with a hint of admiration and shock in them.

"Nuoyan, you... are really amazing." Medea exclaimed.

Nuoyan blinked, and then said to Medea: "Well, thank you."

When Medea heard the voice, she came back to her senses and looked up, and found that Nuoyan's face was very close to her, and she could even feel his warm breath.

So after being stunned for a moment, Medea finally reacted, stood up and stepped back in panic, but she almost fell because she used too much force.

Before he could stand firmly, he heard his teacher's unscrupulous laughter.

Hecate covered her mouth and smiled at Medea, then looked at Nuoyan, patted him on the head while he was sitting on the steps, and said, "You guy... Oh, by the way, do you want a veil? I can make one for you.

When I meet Zhou... ahem, maybe it will be useful."

You mean Zeus, right?

Nuoyan glanced at Hecate who was smiling in front of him. A purple butterfly landed on her shoulder, casting a faint glow. She had long hair as black as the night and beautiful red eyes.

Thinking that this was one of the few pure goddesses in the ancient Greek era who had never had any affair with any god, he nodded in understanding.

With a high status, strong power and beautiful appearance, it is no wonder that she has been hiding in the underworld and has to wear a veil when going out.

Thinking of this, Nuoyan suddenly felt that this was really a good goddess.

It’s the same principle as Daphne, the laurel goddess!

I can get along well with her. If I have trouble with Zeus in the future, maybe...

Snapped!

"It hurts!" Nuoyan took a deep breath and hugged his head tightly.

"Why don't you learn from your mistakes? Who gave you the courage? Athena? Well, if it was her, I really can't afford to offend her."

Hecate looked at Nuoyan depressedly, rolled her eyes and said, "You always slander the gods in your heart, it's a pity that you are still alive today!"

"...I don't know how to be other gods either, mainly because I don't think you look like a goddess." Nuoyan muttered softly.

Hearing this, Cerberus couldn't help but look up and gave Nuoyan a look that said, "You are really brave."

Hecate's mouth twitched, and she was about to attack again.

"I understand." Medea nodded and said to Nuoyan with a look of sympathy: "Teacher is indeed like this!"

"You two guys, am I being too gentle with you?"

Then there were two more soft sounds, and Medea, who was shocked, finally understood why Nuoyan's reaction was so big.

This was a critical hit, but it wasn't even a minor injury.

Then Hecate left in annoyance, and Nuoyan took back the painting.

Looking at Medea rubbing her head,

After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Medea, do you want a painting?"

When he said this, Nuoyan suddenly remembered that he had promised to paint Atalanta, but he had not yet done it.

We had said that we would complete the agreement after returning to the Pirion Cave, but we received an oracle from Artemis halfway through, and now there has been no news and no one knows what has happened.

When Medea heard this, her face lit up with joy and was about to agree, but she suddenly thought of something.

Nuoyan mentioned the Golden Fleece to Medea when they first met.

So after thinking about it, he carefully said to Nuoyan: "Can the painting thing be postponed for a while?"

Nuoyan was stunned when he heard this, and looked at Medea in front of him, and instantly guessed what she was thinking... After all, Medea at this moment was not the treacherous witch in the future, and she couldn't pretend to be upset.

So after smiling, the promise was naturally fulfilled.

"Goddess Hecate, can I draw you a picture?"

Then Nuoyan stood up and spoke loudly to Hecate who was leaving.

Hecate ran even faster and said, "I don't want to work for you. No way!"

In a blink of an eye,

Three days later.

Here, in a separate room, the promise was completed with the carving of Clotho, the goddess of fate.

In the back hall, Hecate, who was playing with her familiar Hades Butterfly out of boredom, looked at Nuoyan when she saw Nuoyan coming over and handing the finished product to her. She said, "I thought the gift you gave to the goddess of fate was your own statue."

"How could the goddess Clotho like my statue? And look how cute she is!" Nuoyan proudly raised the statue in his hand.