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

"Didn't you come down from the mountain to be a hero?" Atalanta said.

She still remembers the "legend" she heard from those bandits, and she estimates that she will remember it deeply for the rest of her life.

"Now that this wish has been almost fulfilled, all that remains is... the end."

Since Nuoyan came down the mountain, the person who has had the most contact with Nuoyan and knows everything about Nuoyan is undoubtedly Atalanta.

And unlike Medea who also saw those paintings, Atalanta appeared in many of them. Not only had she seen him, she had even participated in them personally.

Therefore, if we talk about the person who is most familiar with promises, it is undoubtedly her.

And she is the only one who has witnessed Nuoyan's transformation over the past year.

Hearing this, Nuoyan finally reacted and understood why Kloto suddenly asked this question.

He did not answer, but glanced slightly at the golden finger that appeared beside him as he thought - the Heroic Spirit Class Card.

The promise has been tested a long time ago, and only you can see it.

Ever since the matter in the underworld ended, it has not been online again. The reason is very simple, because Nuoyan's level has only risen a little.

From A- to A-level Heroic Spirit.

The time when it was upgraded was when Nuoyan defeated the monster Chimera and drew those six pictures...Yes, although a lot of things have happened since the end of the underworld incident.

Furthermore, all of these things are recorded on this Heroic Spirit Class Card.

However, Nuoyan's heroic spirit level still stagnated.

The reason is simple, he is already a five-star level Heroic Spirit.

Even among the stars lit up by the history of the entire long river of time, promises undoubtedly have a place, and they are a very outstanding existence.

Even when Hercules had never completed the twelve trials, never participated in the battle of gods, helped the Olympian gods win victory, and finally became one of the gods.

The promises made during this period of time have undoubtedly reached the pinnacle of all heroes in ancient Greece.

Therefore, in this case, "quantity" is no longer effective, and the real key lies in "quality".

After all, even among gods, there are divisions of main gods, king gods, and gods. Naturally, there are also distinctions among heroic spirits, and currently the highest known position is the crown.

Therefore, if one wants to continue to improve, ordinary legends are no longer of great significance. What Nuoyan needs now is a truly grand epic.

Even among all the legends, it is eye-catching enough, with content that influences the entire era, or even such a feat as killing gods with a mortal body...

That is the journey of the Golden Fleece, the painting of the Olympian gods!

And this is the real reason why Athena has been rushing to build the Argo during this period of time.

Even though she didn't know the Heroic Spirit Class Card, she knew better than anyone what Nuoyan needed.

After all, Athena had promised him and swore to him that she would witness and guide him to become a star, and the brightest one among the stars in the sky.

At the same time, at the most glorious moment, give it the most grand ending, allowing him... to be forever frozen in that moment!

“Yes.” Nuoyan retracted his gaze, and the Heroic Spirit Class Card disappeared beside him. He smiled and waved the paintbrush in his hand again, saying: “I am still pursuing that kind of ending.”

"Why?"

Hearing this, Atalanta naturally asked Nuoyan: "Now that you have become a hero and have such a reputation, why are you still seeking death?"

"I think given your current situation, it's not impossible for you to seek the wish of becoming a god from the goddesses you believe in, right?"

This is enough to be called treasonous.

Under normal circumstances, Atalanta would never say such a thing, and would even think that the person who said it was crazy.

But Atalanta knew everything about Nuoyan, and if Nuoyan was not too weak, he would have nothing to do with the child of God.

She probably already believed in her heart that Nuoyan was definitely a god.

Either it's Hera's or it's the goddess of art!

"I don't want to be a god, and I won't be a god." Nuoyan answered decisively.

"Even so, you can still become the king of a region, enjoy supreme power and countless wealth and glory." Atalanta continued.

Hearing this, Nuoyan couldn't help but smile and said to her: "Why, you don't want me to die... No, no, no, let's talk it over, don't shoot the arrows!"

The golden-horned deer took a bite of grass and nodded to the Pegasus beside him.

Indeed, grass is delicious!

Nuoyan thought about it, and then said: "Actually, it's not a big reason. Be it wealth or power, for me now... it's a little bit too stimulating."

"Exciting?" Atalanta looked at Nuoyan in confusion.

"Atalanta, can you imagine that one day you will stop hunting, return to your own country, become an elegant princess, and finally be married to a prince, and then live a peaceful life in the future?"

"Impossible!" Atalanta said decisively: "I have dedicated my whole life to the goddess Artemis. This belief will never waver, so I will never marry a man..."

Atalanta was suddenly stuck in the middle of her words, because at that moment a picture suddenly appeared in her mind, making her freeze in place.

Tianma glanced at her, then looked at the little Clotho who was sticking his head out from among his luggage.

Girl, you are very brave!

Nuoyan didn't care, still smiling, and said: "Yeah, I feel the same way. I can't imagine such a future...well, at least not in this lifetime."

"After all, I have indeed walked through one mountain after another. Some of them are steep and rugged, some are difficult to walk on, and the mountains are very high, covered with snow, as if an avalanche may occur at any time, but I still walked to the highest point.

And he jumped over the cliff. "

"Every time I jumped over it, I actually thought that the other side was really beautiful."

Hearing this, Atalanta naturally understood.

She would also have the same sense of accomplishment if she hunted something extraordinary.

"So I won't stop. What's more, I have made a promise with the goddesses. I haven't avenged everything in my little notebook, and when all this is done..."

Nuoyan smiled again, with the corners of his mouth raised, outlining a smile that came from the heart.

"Then I should also be qualified to paint the most beautiful picture for myself."

"And this painting of mine, Atalanta, which one do you think is the one of me enjoying wealth and glory, or the one of me leaping high up on a cliff?"

When Nuoyan said this, the painting in his hand was completed at the same time.

The moonlight of the waning moon shines on the sacred forest of Artemis, the moon goddess.

The beautiful hunter leaned against the tree, clasped her hands in front of her chest, and looked up at the waning moon in the sky. The night wind blew her emerald green clothes and waist-length black hair...

This is the first heroic painting of the promise, that is the painting of Atalanta.

Chapter 4.5 Let's have a trial (k)

After a few days,

Pegasus is flying in the sky, with the endless sea below.

Nuoyan kept his promise with Hecate, the goddess of roads, and was heading to the island of Aeolus, the home of Circe, the demigoddess of the moon and love, with Medea riding on horseback.

The journey was smooth until we reached a narrow strait.

As it was getting dark, Tianma took the two of them to stop on the strait for a while. Just as Nuoyan lit the fire, the flames from the fire lit up the silent darkness here.

The falling water formed by the sea water on the side extinguished it.

Then, under the moonlight tonight, a beautiful goddess walked out of the sea.

She was wearing a blue dress, with long, slightly curly blue hair, and her eyes were the azure blue of the sea.

"Children, you can't live here, because the fire will wake up the sleeping mermaid Scylla. When she wakes up, she will eat you who break in here..." The goddess who came here spoke softly to the two of them in an unusually gentle voice.

But before she could finish, when the blue eyes reflected Nuoyan's figure, her voice suddenly stopped and she blinked.

Then she smiled lightly, bowed gracefully to Nuoyan, and said: "But it seems that I worry too much. Child of Queen Hera, student of Centaur Sage Nuoyan, it is an honor to meet you."

"My name is Thetis, the daughter of Nereus, the god of the sea."

Nereus, the god of the sea, is the first god born in the ocean in ancient Greek mythology. He is the son of the sea and the earth. Before the current god of the sea Poseidon replaced him, he had always been the representative of the sea.

As for the goddess Thetis before us, one word is enough.

She was the mother of the hero Achilles.

Yes, she is Thetis, the wisest of all sea goddesses, famous in ancient Greece for her beautiful appearance and virtue.

Looking at her in front of him, Nuoyan's first and most intuitive feeling was that she was a gentle goddess.

The one with the most similar temperament in this regard should be the goddess of agriculture Demeter, but that is motherhood, while Thetis seems to have gentleness engraved in her bones.

It's like the real ocean, which can accommodate everything.

"Hello, beautiful goddess Thetis...Excuse me, do you know me?" Nuoyan, who had just come to his senses after a brief daze, asked curiously.

At this moment, Nuoyan did not immediately react to who this goddess was.

After all, it has been many years since we came to ancient Greece, and although Thetis is important in ancient Greek mythology, she cannot be compared with the main gods of Olympus.

However, as long as he could see Peleus or meet Zeus, the promise would undoubtedly be remembered.

In ancient Greek mythology, the king of gods, Zeus, always had a worry in his heart.

That was the curse that the previous generation of gods and kings posed on Zeus when he was suppressed. His children would be more powerful than him and would eventually overthrow his rule.

The child born by Thetis was destined to be stronger than his father.

This is also the reason why Thetis, who was so noble and pursued by gods such as Zeus, Poseidon and Apollo, eventually became a human wife.

And because of this reason, the king of gods Zeus issued a death order, forbidding any god to touch the goddess Thetis.

Oh, by the way.

The most famous golden apple story in ancient Greek mythology.

The fight for the "most beautiful golden apple" between Queen Hera, Goddess of Wisdom Athena and Goddess of Beauty Aphrodite took place at the wedding of this goddess.

"I think any god can recognize you." In response to Nuoyan's curious inquiry, Thetis smiled gently and replied.

As she spoke, she took another look at the 'mark' on Nuoyan's body.

Queen Hera, goddess of wisdom Athena, moon goddess Artemis and god of light Apollo...gazing at the accumulated aura of gods, it is hard not to recognize them.

And except you, whose name is Nuoyan, which hero would be as delicate as a flower?

"My child, are you here to defeat the sea monster Scylla?"

Then Thetis asked naturally, after all, he was a famous hero, and Scylla was a monster, so it was natural for the promise to appear here.

"No, it's not." Nuoyan shook his head and looked at Medea beside him.

Medea came out upon seeing this and said, "Hello, honorable sea goddess Thetis, my name is Medea, and I am a student of the goddess Hecate."

Then Nuoyan told Medea that he was going to take her to the island of Aeolus to meet the witch Circe.

When Thetis heard this, she blinked her blue eyes, but a strange color flashed in her eyes. After thinking for a while, she asked softly, "Dear girl Medea, can you tell me what is your relationship with Circe, the demigoddess of the moon and love?"

"She is my senior sister and also my aunt, a beautiful goddess." Medea answered without any hesitation.

After all, just like the feeling of the promise, facing this gentle goddess in front of them, probably anyone would let down their guard in front of her.

"That's it..."

Thetis lowered her head and was silent for a while, then raised her head and smiled softly: "My two lovely children, would you like to listen to my story?"

As he spoke, the sea water nearby gathered into a harp and appeared in Thetis's hands.

Thetis held her harp, tied up the hair that fell beside her ears, and walked in small steps. In this strait under the moon, she told a story about promise and Medea.

The protagonist of the story is the siren Scylla.

Scylla is a famous monster in ancient Greek mythology. It is known as the source of terror in the sea and will bring death to anyone who approaches.

But what Thetis talked about was not the horror of the monster, but an event in the past.

That was a friend of Thetis, a beautiful water nymph.

The kind water nymph once saved a fisherman who fell into the water, and when the fisherman woke up, he fell in love with her at once.

But the beautiful water nymph did not like him and rejected the fisherman's love.

So in order to win the love of the water nymph, the fisherman finally found the witch, Circe, the demigoddess of the moon and love, for help.

He was a very handsome fisherman, so Circe chose to help him.