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

He restored Clotho one-to-one, even carving the crystal ball he was holding.

"Goddess Hecate, please."

Hearing this, Hecate took the statue and reached out to touch the sculpture.

Then I saw that the wood carving was dyed with color and became lifelike, as if it was really a little Clotho, who could stand up and speak at any time.

Nuoyan stared at the little doll in front of him, then looked up at Hecate in surprise and said, "Goddess Hecate, you are really amazing. With just this simple move, I feel like she is alive!"

Hecate said nothing and turned her head away.

Alive, that's right.

Even though you haven't mastered the technique completely yet, you're using Hera's golden apple tree to make a statue, how could it not come to life!

Hecate was not painting the doll at all, but was removing the shielding magic on the doll, allowing the goddess to notice it.

This temple has actually been protected by magic to prevent any god from noticing that she is here.

Therefore, Hecate lifted the restrictions on the puppet and even specifically notified the goddess.

In fact, at this moment, the little doll has come alive.

Then, just as Hecate was thinking about whether she should tell Nuoyan about this, or wait for her to tell her herself...

"What are you doing?" Hecate's red eyes looked speechlessly at Nuoyan who was playing with the puppet in front of her.

Nuoyan was now curiously poking the face of the Clotho doll.

"It's amazing, Goddess Hecate, even the texture of her skin is so soft, it's really you, Goddess Hecate!"

Nuoyan played more enthusiastically while praising Hecate.

He held the doll in his hands, touching it here and pinching it there, completely unaware of Hecate's increasingly strange gaze beside him.

And at this moment, in the ancient temple of destiny.

The second sister, Lachesis, was looking at Clotho in confusion, because she suddenly found that her sister was trembling all over, and even her fists were clenched...

Hecate blinked and said nothing, mainly because Clotho didn't say anything, so what else could she say, especially since this matter was so interesting.

Until later, when Nuoyan became more and more excessive, even lifting Clotho up and preparing to look below, Hecate finally couldn't help it and slapped Nuoyan on the head.

"What are you doing in front of a goddess?!"

Nuoyan finally came back to his senses, smiled awkwardly at Hecate, and looked puzzledly at the puppet in front of him whose expression did not change at all.

He always felt that he seemed to have seen her wave her fist just now, and although she was clearly a puppet, Nuoyan felt that she seemed very angry.

"Well, no matter how you look at it, Goddess Clotho is indeed very cute, but... why do I always feel like something is missing?"

Then he stared at Cloto's promise seriously for a while, and suddenly muttered so.

Hearing this, Hecate couldn't help but glance at her.

She found that her anger was extinguished in an instant...

It’s really easy to deal with. I’m not that easy to please!

Hecate pouted.

"Goddess Hecate, can you take me to the Temple of Destiny?" Then he looked up at her promise and said again: "I want to give this gift to her now!"

You really think I'm omnipotent.

Hecate wanted to roll her eyes at Nuoyan, but looked at Clotho again, knowing that she was listening to everything, and nodded.

So Hecate pretended to cast a magic spell and made Nuoyan close his eyes. In fact, she took over the fallen thread of fate and let Nuoyan go to the temple of fate as usual.

So in that ancient temple woven by the fate of all things in the world.

When Nuoyan just arrived here, opened his eyes and sat up.

The one who greeted him was Kloto, who had been kneeling beside him and waiting for a long time, and threw the crystal ball at him fiercely!

The ashamed and angry Kloto really used some strength this time, so Nuoyan fainted unusually easily.

......

......

After a while,

Inside the Temple of Destiny.

Nuoyan woke up from the lap of her sickly second sister Lachesis.

At the same time, the petite goddess Clotho, wearing an ancient Athenian white robe with some white hair falling from it, had her back to Nuoyan.

Holding the crystal ball, she looked like she didn't want to talk to him.

"Did you do anything?" Laxus coughed lightly, looked at Cloto, then looked at Nuoyan who got up from her with a confused look on his face, and was very curious.

After all, they had discussed it for such a long time and kept their promises, and Cloto was reluctant to hit him hard...

"I don't know!" Nuoyan said blankly.

Then he looked at Clotho and said, "That... Goddess Clotho?"

Klotho turned his head away, indicating that he didn't want to pay attention to the promise.

Just when Nuoyan felt a little overwhelmed.

"What is this?" Lachesis picked up the little Clotho that had fallen to the side.

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"That's the gift I prepared for the goddess Clotho." Nuoyan paused for a moment before continuing, "And it was carved from the trunk of a golden apple tree!"

At this point, Nuoyan couldn't help but look at Kloto again, hoping that she would be happy... although he still didn't understand why she was suddenly angry.

But isn't it rare for Clotho to get angry?

Come to think of it, she was mostly angry when I met her.

So we are used to promises.

Because he was keeping his eyes on Cloto, Nuoyan failed to notice the strange expression on Lachesis's face beside him.

Lachesis looked at Clotho, then at the puppet in her hand.

He reached out and gently scratched the little foot.

Then, he immediately saw Kloto trembling all over and turning around angrily.

Lachesis, who finally reacted to this, almost couldn't hold back her laughter, if she hadn't seen her shy sister holding up the crystal ball, ready to throw it at her at any time.

Then, thinking of Clotho's strange behavior not long ago, Lachesis glanced at Nuoyan and suddenly wondered whether she should give this guy a hard kick.

"Since it's a gift for my sister, why don't you carve yourself and give it to my sister?"

Nuoyan looked at Lachesis in confusion, wondering why she asked the same question as Hecate.

"Because Goddess Clotho is very cute, and...for some reason, I think it is the best gift that can be given to Goddess Clotho." Nuoyan replied.

That day, a sudden inspiration struck me, and I told Nuoyan about it.

cute?

Lachesis looked at the puppet in her hand and immediately nodded in understanding.

But the best gift isn’t it? You should carve yourself.

Just as Lachesis was thinking this.

"Come to think of it, I've always felt like something was missing before I came here." Nuoyan said this as he took Clotho back from Lachesis.

And he reached out and started touching it randomly.

Then Lachesis saw Klotho, whose expression kept changing, turned around with a dark face and walked towards Nuoyan with gritted teeth.

Lachesis was so frightened that she quickly stood up and left the place.

I stood aside and started watching the show with my eldest sister who had been silent.

"I bet that Nuoyan will be beaten by his sister this time!" Lachesis said happily to her eldest sister Atropos.

This is the resentment from those who work overtime!

"I don't think so," Atropos replied without any emotion.

Hearing this, Lachesis was stunned, looked at her in confusion, and asked, "Why?"

"Because my sister will definitely not be able to bear to leave in the end... She's not unhappy, she's just shy." Atropos said lightly.

After hearing this, Lachesis fell silent and quietly moved away from Atropos.

After all, seeing it and saying it out loud are two different things.

Then, just as Kloto came to Nuoyan, biting his lips and preparing to do something.

"Ah, I see!"

Having said this, Nuoyan took out the pure white feather paintbrush from his body and lowered it to the eyes of the little Clotho doll in his hand.

Then the sky-blue eyes adorned her body.

Then, the puppet subconsciously blinked... and Clotho was stunned, and Lachesis and Atropos beside him were also stunned.

Klotho saw Nuoyan...even though she had actually been able to see him all along.

As she looks into the future, she is always looking at the promises of the future.

But at this moment, she, who had always been cursed, saw the present.

And this is undoubtedly Nuoyan’s true gift to Clotho.

The trunk of the golden apple tree contains the breath of life, which can bear a god, and the brush of the sky lights up her eyes.

So they finally understood why Nuoyan said that this was the most suitable gift for Clotho...even though he himself did not realize the real reason now.

But he still found the best gift for her in the world.

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PS: I almost died of laughter today.

I opened Bilibili and saw the smoke mirror!

Come, let us take a look at this cursed beauty, ahahahahaha!!!

Chapter 6: Promise, are you still seeking a grand ending? (k)

"Promise, are you still seeking that grand ending now?"

In the ancient Temple of Destiny where the threads of fate intertwined, when Nuoyan presented a gift to the petite goddess of fate, Clotho, as a token of gratitude for everything that had happened so far.

Klotho suddenly asked this question.

These words made Nuoyan stand there in a daze, and also stunned the other two women of destiny beside him.

Without waiting for Nuoyan to answer, Clotho gently pulled his clothes, looked up at him, and made Nuoyan lower his body.

Then Kloto stretched out his little hand, placed it on Nuoyan's face and stroked it gently, in this way confirming what he had seen and remembering his face deeply.

"Goddess Clotho, what you just asked was..." Nuoyan let her explore and hesitated before she could finish her words, but Clotho interrupted her softly.

In that slightly tender voice, he said: "I ask, are you still seeking a grand ending now?"

Nuoyan was silent for a moment after hearing this, then he looked at the goddess of fate in front of him and said, "Goddess Clotho, did you see anything?"

To Nuoyan's surprise, and even to the two goddesses of fate beside her, Clotho shook her head this time, and she did not lie, saying, "No."

"Then didn't you go to see it?" Seeing this, Nuoyan naturally asked curiously.

After all, the goddess in front of him was Clotho, the goddess of fate who observed the future in ancient Greek mythology!

"Does it make sense?" Kloto asked back softly, and the stroking in his hand turned into a light pinch.

Gently pinching Nuoyan's face, Cloto said expressionlessly: "Anyway, no matter what the future is like, as long as it involves you, you will change it."

"and......"

Kloto didn't say anything else, but just pinched Nuoyan's face a little harder.

And, naturally, she didn't want to see that moment.