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

Nuoyan was silent again, but this time it didn't last long.

"I think I should still be looking forward to it." Nuoyan gave the answer.

Hearing this answer, the expressions of Kloto's two sisters changed.

Just when they thought Clotho would be angry, they found her calm.

"That's it..."

As he spoke, Cloto stretched out his hand, pushed the doll in Nuoyan's arms to him, and said, "Then you can take her first."

"Goddess Clotho, don't you like this gift?" Nuoyan was slightly stunned.

"No, I like it very much." Kloto shook his head.

Without waiting for Nuoyan to continue asking, Kloto gave him a gentle and forceful push, and Nuoyan felt the familiar feeling of weightlessness again.

He fell from the ancient temple of destiny.

Her sisters were not surprised that Kloto continued to give the doll to Nuoyan, because the reason was easy to guess.

The promise lit up her eyes. Although this was the best gift from Clotho, she actually already had an extra pair of "eyes".

That is the promise and her oath, which will allow her who is peeking into the future to witness the most beautiful future.

Therefore, promises were originally her eyes.

What's more, Cloto can borrow the doll and keep it by his side from now on.

"Oh, I never thought that our lovely little sister would have such little thoughts." The second sister Lachesis, covering her mouth and laughing, came to Clotho and teased.

Clotho ignored Lachesis, and the eldest sister came over and asked her in a voice without any emotion: "The end...what's going on?"

"He seeks a hero's end." Clotho replied softly, "and this is his oath with Athena, the goddess of wisdom."

The eldest sister's pupils widened a little when she heard that. After all, that was Athena, one of the only two goddesses of wisdom in the entire ancient Greek mythology.

Moreover, she also inherited the divine power of Zeus, the king of gods. Therefore, even among all the gods in the sky, Athena is undoubtedly an extremely special one.

So if she really wanted to do something, it would be difficult or even impossible to stop her.

"Don't worry, Clotho. Given how much Hera dotes on the child, she will definitely protect him even if I have to beg Zeus." Lachesis touched Clotho's head and comforted him.

But Clotho looked up and replied puzzledly: "I'm not worried."

"......Huh?" Lachesis blinked.

"And Hera can't do it." Clotho continued softly, "Because that is a promise. Whether I agree or not, he can change the future that I peek into."

"How could he, who couldn't even stop his destiny, be stopped by a goddess?"

Even if that goddess is the most noble queen, it is still the same.

"Then what you are worried about, Cloto..."

Just when Lachesis was puzzled.

"I'm not worried, I'm just making sure." Cloto said, gently holding up the crystal ball containing the promised fate, and whispered: "Make sure the ending, and tell him, I... will still be watching."

Just when Lachesis heard this, her eyes were still confused.

"You mean, regardless of the oath to the goddess of wisdom, even if there is no oath, he will find a magnificent ending for himself, right?"

The eldest sister said this without any emotion, and after a slight pause, she continued: "And no one can stop it, just like the trial in the underworld, he only needs to take a step back, and the gods will take action.

But even so, he, blind and deaf, still moved forward. "

The second sister Lachesis was stunned when she heard this.

She finally realized something was wrong.

“Wait, Kloto, you mean that Nuoyan has been asking for death?

Oh, no, why did he do that? Wasn’t it because of the oath with Athena?

And it seems we have never treated him badly!"

Lachesis panicked.

Although I hated him so much because of the crazy overtime work.

But whether it was because of Clotho or because of the contacts so far, Lachesis had naturally accepted him a long time ago.

"For no other reason, it's just because that's his dream," said Kloto.

Lachesis finally understood at this time, so she looked at Cloto in disbelief and said, "You mean... you accepted it?"

"Yeah." Without any hesitation, Kloto nodded.

"Why, that was your promise!" Lachesis was shocked.

The eldest sister looked at her in confusion, wondering why she didn't cough when she spoke today, and why she didn't feel dizzy... After all, the eldest sister has no emotions.

"Because I just confirmed it." Cloto's voice remained unchanged, and he said softly: "That is what he wants in his heart, and I... don't want to do something that makes him hate it."

Even if that wish is the end of death.

As long as he wants, the goddess of fate will grasp the thread of fate for him.

......

......

The underworld, the temple of Hecate.

"Why, the gift wasn't delivered, and you weren't beaten?"

Looking at Nuoyan who had returned intact, and the doll still in his hand, Hecate was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion.

"Goddess Clotho likes it very much, but let me take it first...but why should I be beaten?" Nuoyan answered and looked at Hecate in confusion.

Hecate did not say a word upon hearing this. Her beautiful red eyes looked at the doll, especially when she saw the lighted Eye of the Sky on the doll.

Hecate then understood everything.

What this gift really is, and...

It’s so fun to play.

Hecate, feeling emotional, waved her hands and said, "It's okay, it's okay, just pretend I didn't say anything... Oh, by the way, now that you have given away all the gifts, can you help me give them away now?"

Hecate changed the subject, but Nuoyan didn't think much about it. He was thinking about another thing at the moment, which was the ending that Clotho asked him about before he left.

So he answered casually: "That's no problem, but Goddess Hecate, can you wait for a while? I still need to complete another trial and meet the golden-horned deer.

And Goddess Hecate, I have something to ask you…”

The promise has not yet been fulfilled.

"Then go quickly!"

Hecate took out her staff and waved her hand to cast a spell.

When the Dark Butterfly embraced him, he disappeared from here and returned to the human world.

Hecate then reached out and wiped the non-existent sweat from her forehead.

"Phew, I was so scared. I almost felt like I was going to get into trouble... I don't know what it is, but it's always better to avoid it!"

Just as Hecate was ecstatic about her own wit.

"Teacher, I seemed to hear the voice of Promise just now?" Medea trotted to the temple, looked around, and asked Hecate in confusion.

"No." Hecate waved her hand and said firmly: "You heard it wrong!"

And at this moment,

world.

The dark butterflies dispersed, and Nuoyan stood blankly in the ancient forest. After looking around, he was speechless.

Then Nuoyan took out the painting and summoned Tianma.

After Pegasus walked out of the painting, he looked at his promise and complained to it: "Brother Ma, do you know that Hecate is really an extreme goddess? She is avoiding me as if she were the god of plague. Am I that scary?"

That's right, isn't it that they dare to judge even the gods, mess up Hades' wedding, and hunt Hermes? Is it really that scary? !

Tianma didn't reply, but just stared at the doll in Nuoyan's hand.

"Well, are you talking about this?" Following Tianma's line of sight, Nuoyan looked at the Clotho doll in his hand and replied, "This is the gift I originally gave to the goddess Clotho, but she didn't want it... No, it's not that she didn't want it, she asked me to keep it first?"

Nuoyan tilted his head, obviously not understanding.

"Forget it, it's not a big deal anyway." He said the promise and put her in Tianma's backpack beside him, saying, "Brother Ma, take me to find the goddess Artemis...ah, if possible, actually just find the golden-horned deer."

Nuoyan sneered.

Tianma glanced at Nuoyan, then looked at the backpack. Cloto had climbed out while Nuoyan wasn't paying attention and poked his little head out...

Forget it, I’ll just pretend I didn’t see it and just eat grass honestly... Tianma thought so.

Then, as always, he flew into the sky with his promise.

This time, Nuoyan's luck was very good, as if he was favored by the goddess of fate. He did not see Artemis, but met Atalanta instead.

Artemis called Atalanta away at that time, and the excuse she used was to ask Atalanta to take care of the golden-horned deer.

And that place was in the sacred place of Artemis, the hunting sacrifice.

Then, before it got dark, Tianma brought Nuoyan here.

And when Nuoyan saw Atalanta and greeted the golden-horned deer, the golden-horned deer rubbed against Nuoyan happily and agreed to be carved by Nuoyan, and then the sky naturally darkened.

The waning moon hangs in the night sky, and the clear stream in the sacred forest reflects the stars in the night sky.

And beside the stream, Nuoyan sat there, painting the silhouette of the golden-horned deer on the canvas of the sky.

Pegasus, the Pegasus, the hundred-eyed giant Argus, Cerberus, the three-headed dog of hell, and now the golden-horned deer of the moon god.

"We have gods and pets, but what about heroes..."

Looking at the finished painting in front of him, he muttered a promise, then looked at Atalanta, who was talking to Artemis's maids, the nymphs.

Noticing Nuoyan's gaze, Atalanta turned her head to look at Nuoyan.

The holy blue eyes looked at Nuoyan, and the nymph maids were also very discerning. They all stood up and left with a smile.

"What's wrong?" Atalanta pulled down the black hair that fell on her shoulders and asked as she walked towards Nuoyan.

"The painting is done, but isn't there still one painting missing for you?" Nuoyan replied with a smile.

When the golden-horned deer heard the painting, it stood up, called out softly, and ran to the side to find the Pegasus eating grass.

"You still remember it?" Atalanta glanced at Nuoyan.

"I don't want to be hunted again." Nuoyan shrugged and then raised the paintbrush again.

Seeing this, Atalanta, who had always thought that this was a unimportant matter, looked at the paintbrush raised by Nuoyan and his emerald eyes looking at her seriously, and her body suddenly stiffened and she felt nervous.

"What should I do?" Atalanta stood there, looking a little at a loss.

"Whatever." Nuoyan replied indifferently.

Just as Atalanta was about to take down her bow and shoot him with an arrow.

"You are so pretty anyway, so no matter how you draw me, it won't be bad."

Atalanta was silent for a while, then quietly put her hand back.

Then, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, she simply stood beside a big tree.

The light of the waning moon shone on her, the night wind blew her long hair, and the promise recorded this moment.

Just at this time,

"promise."

"Ok?"

"Are you still seeking the end of death?" Atalanta asked.

Nuoyan paused with the paintbrush in his hand, then looked up at her in surprise.

Obviously, he didn't expect that she would ask this question, the same question as Cloto... Within one day, the two of them asked the same question.

However, when facing Atalanta, the promise is naturally not the same as when facing the goddess.

So he naturally asked out of curiosity: "Why do you ask this?"