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

"Why!"

Hera didn't say that.

It's Athena.

Then Athena and Hera looked at each other, and at this moment, they reached a rare consensus.

Why does this guy Artemis do this?

After sketching this picture in the air, Nuoyan looked at Artemis who was completely stunned beside him, and said nothing.

Instead, he turned around and walked to the canvas on the side.

He held the paintbrush and quietly added the final touches to the unfinished work... That's right, whether it was Nuoyan's pen or his canvas, without the help of God, it could not carry a god.

It was for this reason that when Atalanta and I were talking in the air that night and he said that he would take her to fly to the sky in the future and look at the sea of ​​stars, she suddenly thought of the promise.

The starry night is actually a painting, but it is not painted on the canvas, but in the world.

In the eyes and in the heart.

As for the idea of ​​sky lanterns, it was a later idea.

Originally, Nuoyan actually intended to use a torch to paint a picture on the ground, but because of Athena's gift that day, Nuoyan gained the support of the entire kingdom of Calydon, so from that day on, Nuoyan thought of using the night as a canvas.

After all, if the people of the whole city offer their blessings to Artemis together, then even if the goddess really has something to say, at least she can share some of the damage.

So he spent that week sitting on Pegasus, drawing the outline in the sky, and then arranging everyone to stand in the appropriate positions to light the sky lanterns tonight.

Finally, this scene appeared.

Now Nuoyan gently put down his brush on the half-finished canvas.

Then, the small pond in the painting began to ripple as if a drop of nectar had fallen on it. In the ripples, a reflection appeared in the water.

That is the backs of the goddess Artemis and the golden-horned deer reflected in the water.

At the same time, the outline of the goddess in the sky drawing her bow and shooting an arrow was clearly outlined in the water.

At this point, the painting is finally finished.

Nuoyan put down his pen and looked at the simple painting...it was indeed simple, because it was just a landscape painting.

But it is undoubtedly the most beautiful painting that Nuoyan has ever painted.

Therefore, its true appearance is not in this painting, but in the night sky tonight.

And then in the eyes of all the people, gods and elves who were watching this scene.

At this time, all the stars in the sky above Calydon disappeared.

Nyx, one of the five original gods who brought night to the world, finally noticed this scene, and out of curiosity she covered the stars.

Let the painting that has risen to a high place appear more clearly in this world and in the eyes of all living beings.

So...

Atalanta gradually came back to her senses and lowered her head. Her holy blue eyes glanced at Artemis, who had not yet recovered, and then looked at Nuoyan.

I don't know what you are worried about...

And now Nuoyan came to Artemis with the 'simple' painting.

"Goddess Artemis, the painting is finished."

Nuoyan took it and handed it to Artemis, the moon goddess who was stupid and blank at the moment, and said: "I hope... you like it."

Chapter 5: The Gift of Artemis (k)

The sky lanterns light up the night sky, and even the stars disappear because of them.

Each day lantern carries a Calydonian's blessing and prayer to the goddess Artemis. They use the night sky as their canvas to draw a painting dedicated to the goddess Artemis.

The painting that the three goddesses of fate saw in the Temple of Destiny.

Therefore, at this moment, Cloto, who had been standing quietly in the dark of the forest, also raised her head. Although she could not see the night sky now, the scene at that time had been deeply engraved in her eyes.

Therefore, Cloto naturally understood in his heart how beautiful this painting was, which was now presented to all living beings.

Although it will disappear in a very short time, just as Nuoyan said to Cloto at that time, although it blooms only for a moment, that beautiful scene will be permanently painted in our hearts.

The moon goddess Artemis is now standing there stupidly.

Seeing the promise of the painting being handed to her, Artemis did not take it.

Because she didn't recover at all.

The sky-blue eyes gazed at the black-haired, green-eyed boy in front of her. The wind blew their hair. The white lilies on the ground, which symbolized purity and innocence, swayed slightly. The clear pond beside it reflected the painting in the sky as well as the scene of the boy presenting the painting in his hand to the goddess.

Atalanta was watching this scene from the side.

At this moment, she suddenly felt that the scene before her was also a painting.

And she will probably never forget this scenery in her life.

"You do not want?"

Just as Artemis was looking at Nuoyan stupidly and hadn't reached out to take the painting he handed over, Hera came.

She was dressed in noble clothes, with beautiful golden curly hair flowing out from under the crown, and her amber eyes were staring at the painting.

That flawless and beautiful face revealed undisguised jealousy.

"You don't want it, but I do!"

As she said this, Hera was about to reach out to grab the painting in Nuoyan's hand.

Upon hearing this, Artemis finally reacted. She quickly snatched it away the next second, holding it tightly in her arms, and took a few steps back, looking at Hera with extreme vigilance.

Hera looked at the painting being snatched away by Artemis with regret on her face, and then her beautiful eyes were fixed on Nuoyan.

In his eyes, there burned a flame called desire.

......Huh?

Just as Nuoyan saw this, he blinked slightly.

"I want Nuoyan too. I want a painting like this too!" Excited Hera stepped forward and prepared to grab Nuoyan tightly.

"That's enough." Athena came here, she stretched out her hand to stop Hera, and said: "Hera, you scared him... and you want to ask for tribute from the child, but you should first fulfill your unfinished promise, right?

Did you go to see Hephaestus? Did you find the brush and canvas for the child? And... you haven't taken care of Hades' wedding yet, have you?"

"Athena..." Hera looked a little crazy, glared at Athena and said, "I am the goddess of this child!"

Athena ignored her after hearing that. Her dazzling golden eyes looked at Nuoyan. When Nuoyan felt something was wrong, she smiled with her signature smile...

So far, whenever Athena shows this kind of smile, nothing good has ever happened to Nuoyan!

"Don't worry, Nuoyan. I won't ask you for such a painting like Hera did. But..." Athena narrowed her eyes slightly and said, "Little Nuoyan, you are not a good boy. The painting you present to me next time must be more beautiful than the one you presented tonight. Do you understand?"

Before Nuoyan could react, Hera, with an expression that was not unexpected, glanced at Athena with contempt, then raised her eyebrows slightly, as if she had noticed something, and said, "Wait, let's draw again..."

Hera finally reacted at this moment, recalling the painting that Athena had shown off to her, then looked up at the painting that appeared in the night, opened her eyes wide and said to Athena: "Wait a minute, the painting you made back then was also painted by Nuoyan?!"

Ah, is it finally exposed?

Athena smiled gracefully as always, then turned her head away.

After getting the answer, Hera once again turned her eyes to Nuoyan, and this time her jealousy was no longer written on her face, but seemed to be about to jump out of her body.

When Nuoyan subconsciously tensed up when he saw this, he heard Hera say faintly: "Nuoyan, where is my... painting?"

Hera's voice did not contain the expected anger, but only a strong sense of resentment.

This just proves that she is only one step away from breaking through the defense.

"Promise, I am...your goddess!"

Hera bit her lip and finished speaking.

"Actually, I don't mind being your next goddess, Nuoyan." Athena took over the conversation with a smile on her face.

Hearing this, Hera had not yet turned around to vent her anger at Athena.

"I don't mind either!" Artemis came over, holding the painting tightly in her arms, fearing that it would be snatched away, and said seriously, "Promise, I can also be your goddess!"

Atalanta, who was standing by, opened her mouth subconsciously to say something when she heard this, but after looking at the scene in front of her, she thought about it and lowered her head obediently.

Then she suddenly saw the Pegasus beside her, which had come down from the night sky at some point in time.

It was eating grass skillfully...

"You two guys..." Hera gritted her teeth, looking at the two goddesses in front of her who were eyeing her believers covetously. She felt that the uncontrollable anger and jealousy in her heart were about to burst out of her body.

Hera even felt that at this moment, she was more angry than when she caught Zeus having an affair!

"Don't think about my believer every day. He is mine. Don't even think about it... Oh, by the way, I'll take this opportunity to make it clear!"

Then Hera set her eyes on Nuoyan again, and said eagerly and with great hope: "Nuoyan, who do you want to be your goddess? You will definitely choose me, right..."

Before Hera finished speaking, Artemis looked at Nuoyan expectantly.

Athena stopped the conversation from going any further.

After all, she knew very well what Nuoyan’s choice was at the current stage.

"That's enough." Athena then reached out to stop Hera and said, "Stop talking. Look around you... It's really lively tonight."

Hearing this, Hera was stunned for a moment, then tilted her head and glanced around.

Feeling the gazes focused here, Hera's face instantly darkened when she thought that her performance just now had been watched by them.

After glaring at Athena, one of the culprits, Hera had no choice but to compromise under such circumstances. She suppressed her emotions and said, "Okay, I can put these aside for now, but Nuoyan, you must prepare such a painting for me!"

"Ok."

What no one present expected was that the promise at this moment was actually fulfilled very readily, as if it had been prepared in advance.

Even Athena was somewhat surprised by this.

Nuoyan nodded and continued to say to Hera: "Honorable Goddess Hera, I will prepare a painting for you, but... I'm sorry, before that, I need to meet Hephaestus, the god of craftsmen, and ask her for a paintbrush and canvas."

In order to avoid Hera's misunderstanding, Nuoyan quickly told Hera that he no longer had the ability to draw the gods, so he needed Hephaestus, the god of craftsmen, to make a special artifact for him.

Hearing this, Hera couldn't help but glance at the painting that Artemis was holding tightly in her arms, then looked up at the sky, and understood some of the reasons in her heart.

"Therefore, Goddess Hera, I hope that when I am able, you will allow me and grant me the honor of painting you on the picture... and that will also be my first painting that truly depicts a god."

Nuoyan smiled and said to Hera, who was slightly stunned, "I have never forgotten the gift you, the noble goddess, bestowed upon me in Jason's hometown, and I have never forgotten what happened in Aegina.

I have always felt very lucky to be your believer, so great goddess, please grant me this honor on that day. "

Hera was a jealous goddess.

Nuoyan knew this very well.

Therefore, Nuoyan had already considered that his dedication of the painting to Artemis might cause Hera's disgust, so he was already prepared to deal with it.

And it is indeed not difficult to extinguish Hera's anger.

Although I can't produce a finished product at the moment, and the painting dedicated to Hera is still a blank folder, I just need to make it look like I put her first.

After all, as long as marriage is not involved, Hera is easy to talk to in every sense.

Unlike Artemis, who always thinks about hunting.

So after the promise was made, Hera, who had unhappiness and jealousy written all over her face, suddenly changed her expression and turned into surprise in an instant.

After hearing this, Artemis blinked and felt depressed about the painting in her hand. She felt that it didn't seem to be so fragrant... But even so, she held it tightly and had no intention of letting go.

"Athena did you hear that?"

Then Hera boasted to Athena with a proud look on her face: "This child still remembers me, and the first person he draws will also be me!"

However, the first painting he truly dedicated to God was still me...

Athena thought so in her heart and did not expose Nuoyan. She just smiled lightly and looked at Nuoyan with her golden eyes with a little deep meaning.

At the same time, Athena really couldn't say anything at the moment. After all, the promise to make Hera the first truly portrayed god was reasonable in many ways.

And just like that, Nuoyan successfully made it through the night.

Hera got the result she wanted, and she even couldn't wait to meet her daughter, Hephaestus, the god of craftsmen. She longed to get a painting like the one of Artemis tonight.

Although Athena didn't get anything, she was already very satisfied. After all, for a goddess like her, everything tonight was too interesting, and the promise did not disappoint her again... although she also felt very jealous in her heart.