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

Athena came into the hall and saw the god they had been talking about in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. She saw the beautiful golden curly hair falling from the crown. She sat there quietly, noble and majestic.

"Hera?"

Athena looked at her with some surprise and confusion.

"How did you come?"

"Athena, where have you been?" Hera raised her eyebrows slightly, looked at Athena with some displeasure for making her wait for so long, then stood up and said, "Forget it, now is not the time to talk about this.

Athena, help me think of a trial for the throne of the Kingdom of Iolcus."

Upon hearing this, Athena's face showed realization.

So that's what happened...

"I see. But before that, Hera, let me show you something good!"

Then, Athena took out the painting again and showed it to Hera, saying, "Hera, look, this painting is... a tribute given to me by a child..."

Athena, who was originally in high spirits, suddenly got stuck in the middle of her speech.

She looked at Hera who was looking at her.

The smile on his face froze slightly.

Athena realized that something was wrong. After all, this painting was promised to her!

"A tribute from a child?"

When Hera saw the goddess of wisdom in the painting, who was as dazzling as a pearl, she was surprised and said, "A human child...isn't he the Muse, the goddess of art?"

"No, that's not right. I remember that one of them could draw a picture like this. I even saw some...divinity in this painting?!"

Hera was surprised, but instantly became interested and said to Athena, "Which child is this? Do I know him? Why not ask him to draw a picture for me?"

"this......"

Athena was embarrassed.

If it were any other day, Athena would not hesitate, but today she saw everything, and also because of the prophecy of Clotho, the goddess of fate.

Athena could guess without thinking how important the promise was in Hera's heart at this moment.

And it is well known that Hera is jealous.

This was the first painting of the promise, and Hera was not the first god to receive the child's tribute...

Athena was not afraid, but when she thought about the fact that she had set a trap for the child again... Even Athena, when she thought about the various troubles she had caused for Nuoyan in the past two days.

They all felt ashamed.

The main thing is that this is also the child that the goddess of fate Clotho predicted would bring her glory, and he also gave her tribute, so even Athena felt a little guilty at this moment.

then,

"Well, this kid is Chiron's student."

"Go find Chiron and you'll find out!"

And at this moment,

On earth, in the room of promise in the kingdom.

In the candlelit room, Nuoyan silently looked at the Heroic Spirit Class Card in his hand, the column about the bonus for Heroic Spirit Legendary Events.

【Offered tribute to Athena, the goddess of wisdom. 】

.....Hey, so offering tribute can increase your legendary status?

It seems that what I learned in painting is not completely useless.

I have to offer huge tributes to all the gods!

Next time I’ll draw a picture for Hera and send it to her!

Chapter 15 If you don’t take me down the mountain, I will look for them one by one!

A sleepless night,

The next day, the sun god Helios and the night goddess Nyx alternated day and night, and when the first ray of dawn light shone on Promise who was sitting by the window.

He was staring at the canvas in front of him.

The canvas is spotlessly white, just like a newly created folder - "Painting Dedicated to Hera"!

"Sure enough, yesterday was a special situation." Nuoyan's mind was blank and he had no idea what to do. So he could only put down the paintbrush in his hand.

He sat here all night but didn't feel tired at all.

The effect of the golden apple was better than Nuoyan had imagined.

In fact, when Nuoyan finished the painting yesterday, he realized something in his heart. It was a flash of inspiration that was hard to come by and it was not normal.

After all, after only meeting each other once, he was able to piece together the other person's true self in his mind and present it perfectly in the painting, even drawing out their divinity. This is already comparable to a treasure!

"Forget it, I won't paint anymore. As for the tribute... I'll do it next time, definitely next time!" Nuoyan shook his head, stood up, and put away his paintbrush.

I checked my luggage as well.

There was nothing of note, except for a few scholar's robes, and the only thing of value was another golden apple.

That was the gift Athena gave him when he first met her, but Nuoyan never ate it.

Although I was very greedy along the way and curious about what it tasted like, I kept it until now considering that it was a treasure that could restore my strength.

However, I was fed one yesterday and found that although it tasted sweet, it was actually just a normal taste. But the effect was really good. I didn't sleep for a night and now I feel full of energy.

"Well, it's good that it's not broken... But something like this that belongs to the God side can't possibly be broken."

He took out the golden apple and looked at it. After finding that it was not broken, he took the promise back.

Then he sat by the window again, staring at the canvas in front of him in a daze.

But this time I wasn't thinking about how to paint. Instead, I was organizing my thoughts and thinking about what to do next.

Nuoyan thought in his heart:

Jason's affairs have come to an end for the time being... no, it should be said that they are officially back on track. After all, the trial given by Hera will most likely end up focusing on the Argo and the Golden Fleece.

Athena's oath was another kind of joy, an ending that shocked the world...although her final yandere-like speech made people pay attention.

But all in all, this is undoubtedly a good thing, at least that's what it seems like... So my focus from now on will still be on improving the quality of my Heroic Spirit.

I don’t want to get an S-level or even a crown-level level the first time, but at least we have to get an A-level.

At the worst, it’s gotta be a B!

With this in mind, I still need to participate in more legendary stories, such as the hunting of the Calydonian boar and the twelve trials of Hercules. After all, I remember that the construction of the Argo took about one or two years...

Oh, yes, and there are treasures!

This is also very important, and if I remember correctly, the Noble Phantasm is usually related to the content of the legend...

Okay, it’s decided!

As soon as Hera decided on the trial and Jason and the others began preparing the Argo, I ran to find Hercules and the others!

If you didn't take me down the mountain, I would have looked for them one by one now!

Just when Nuoyan made up his mind, he suddenly felt a slight pain in his hand, as if something was biting him.

Nuoyan looked down subconsciously and saw a little bird.

The little bird had landed on Nuoyan's leg at some point and was pecking at his hand to get his attention.

After noticing that Nuoyan finally lowered his head and saw it, the bird spread its wings, chirped twice, and lowered its head to signal Nuoyan to look at its feet.

Then Nuoyan found a letter on the feet of this spiritual little bird.

He took the letter down, spread it out and looked at the familiar handwriting on it. After a moment's pause, Nuoyan couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "You're finally here... That's good."

Having said that, Nuoyan stood up and walked out.

It was still early in the morning, dawn had just arrived, so the palace was still deserted.

Nuoyan had a smooth journey...Although the sleepy guard was still standing there, but after what happened yesterday, Nuoyan could proudly say that everyone in this kingdom knows him.

So after a while, Nuoyan walked out of the kingdom, came to the suburbs, and saw the clever little bird again.

The little bird flew around Nuoyan's head twice and then landed on his shoulder.

It chirped and used its little head to indicate the way forward.

Seeing this, Nuoyan smiled and touched its head, then walked in the direction it pointed, entered the forest where few people had been, and went deeper into the forest.

Finally, when the sun was already high in the sky, we arrived at the beautiful mirror-like lake in the forest.

Even before he arrived, Nuoyan could hear the familiar and beautiful piano sound from afar.

When Nuoyan approached, he saw the small animals in the forest who had stopped by the lake to listen, surrounding the Centaur sage Chiron, who was squatting and playing the piano with his eyes closed.

Some of them fell on Chiron, and some squatted beside him.

The spiritual little bird also joined in.

This scene was just like the legendary Apollo, the god of light, who, as long as he played the piano, all living things would put down everything and come to listen to him.

Nuoyan did not disturb Chiron when he came here, but found a place to sit under the shade of a tall tree.

After waiting quietly for a long time, Chiron finally opened his eyes and put down the silver harp in his hand.

But even so, those creatures were unwilling to leave him, until he smiled and uttered words that only gods could utter, and then all the creatures left his side.

Then Chiron stood up and came to Nuoyan's side, and shook his head to indicate that Nuoyan didn't need to stand up.

He came to Nuoyan, touched his head gently, and said in a gratified and proud tone: "Nuoyan, you have done very well. I have been watching you. As your teacher, I am proud of you!"

He did not blame Nuoyan, but blamed Nuoyan for disobeying his orders and going down the mountain on his own.

Nuoyan was silent for a while, then replied: "I'm sorry, teacher, I didn't listen to you..."

"No, I am the one who should apologize." Chiron shook his head and said, "I have been keeping you in the mountain, worried that you would not be able to come down the mountain... But you have proved to me that you are outstanding, and extraordinary."

"Even the goddess of wisdom and the queen of heaven Hera are willing to stop in front of you."

Hearing this, Nuoyan was slightly stunned, and then looked at Chiron in surprise and said, "In that case, Teacher Chiron, aren't you here to take me back to the mountain?"

"Of course not." Chiron smiled softly, shook his head and replied: "On the contrary, I came to say goodbye to you... I am looking forward to the day when your name will resound throughout the world."

Nuoyan looked at Chiron and opened his mouth silently... All this was beyond Nuoyan's expectations, but it seemed so natural.

After all, this is Chiron, the mentor of almost all the famous heroes in ancient Greece.

"But even so, I still cannot accept your oath with the goddess Athena in my heart."

Chiron sighed softly and continued, "So I'm sorry, but in this matter, I really can't give you my blessing."

"No, that's enough. Teacher, you don't need to apologize. And..." After a slight pause, Nuoyan said to Chiron from the bottom of his heart: "Thank you for this journey."

How could Nuoyan not guess what was happening at this moment? His teacher, out of worry, was actually guarding him silently and following him all the way.

"Yeah." Chiron smiled softly.

Then he stood up and said, "But before I leave, I have one last gift for you... or rather, for Jason. Come with me."

Having said that, Chiron carried his promise all the way to a wooden house on the outskirts of the kingdom.

There, Nuoyan saw two middle-aged men and discovered that they were somewhat similar to Jason... Yes, they were Jason's parents.

The former king and queen!

After seizing power, although Pelias ordered them to be imprisoned and even beheaded, in fact they did not die, but were saved by a prophet at the time.

The prophet predicted Jason's return and knew that he was Hera's favorite.

That's why we rescued them and have been keeping them here ever since.

One of the things that Nuo Yan had promised was to save Jason's parents, but after arriving in the kingdom, he learned that they had already died, so he gave up. He never expected that such a thing would happen...

So that afternoon, Nuoyan quietly brought Jason here.

When Jason saw Chiron, he was scared to death at first, but then he was so excited that he was speechless after seeing his parents.

Then that night, Chiron left and returned to the Cave of Pilwen, because there were students waiting for him there.

As a teacher, Chiron had undoubtedly done the best he could before his student officially set out on his journey, accompanying and protecting Nuoyan through the initial journey.