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

Looking at the man in front of him, he instantly determined who Nuoyan was, and then he turned his head to look at the Pegasus following behind him.

Pegasus noticed Nuoyan's gaze and immediately turned his head away, then lowered his head to find grass to eat...

"Can you draw a picture for me, kid?"

At this moment, Apollo, who had his eyes closed, spoke. He opened his sky-blue eyes, the same as those of the moon goddess Artemis, looked at Nuoyan, and said to Nuoyan softly in his magnetic voice: "That is a painting dedicated to the one I love."

“Although she did not accept my love and become my wife, I still hope that she can be remembered by everyone forever, just like Artemis.

Because I love her so much!"

Hearing this, Nuoyan subconsciously looked at the laurel tree next to Apollo.

His expression suddenly became a little strange.

So even if others turned into laurel trees to avoid you, you would not let them go, but would use their branches to make laurel wreaths, their wood to make harps, and their flowers to decorate your bows?

Daphne, the laurel goddess...Yes, the laurel tree next to Apollo is actually a goddess. Her name is Daphne, the goddess whom Apollo loves but cannot get.

In order to avoid Apollo's love, she even turned into the laurel tree in front of us.

As if reacting to Apollo's words, the laurel tree swayed gently again. Seeing this, Apollo couldn't help but get excited and said with a happy smile: "Ah, my beautiful Daphne, do you feel my love for you and are you responding to me?!"

I said, is there a possibility that she is not responding to you... No, she is indeed responding to you, but she should be expressing her speechlessness and helplessness, right?

Nuoyan blinked aside.

Because of an inexplicable sense of déjà vu, Nuoyan accurately read the emotions expressed by the laurel goddess Daphne at this moment.

Meleager and Atalanta...the only difference is that Atalanta never even looked at Meleager, and Meleager didn't even dare to express his love to Atalanta.

They really are not from the same family. Like Artemis, they are both extremely love-brained, and they both have the potential to become yandere...

Thinking of this promise in my heart, I felt a little relieved.

In fact, when Nuoyan just realized that the other person might be Apollo, he had been struggling over whether he should shout loudly for Hera or Athena for help.

After all, Apollo's socket is bidirectional... To put it simply, he is a typical guy who has good looks and everything will be fine.

But now Nuoyan can undoubtedly feel a little more relaxed. After all, it seems that the firepower has almost been absorbed by the laurel goddess Daphne.

"I'm sorry, the honorable God of Light Apollo, I'm not qualified to paint that kind of picture now, because my paintings and pen cannot bear the weight of a god." After coming back to his senses, Nuoyan told Apollo truthfully.

Hearing this, Apollo, who was playing the lyre, couldn't help but pause for a moment, and looked at Nuoyan with a little surprise.

After all, the premise of being able to carry a god is that being able to actually draw a god is a realm that mortals can hardly reach.

"What about paintings like that night?" Apollo asked again.

"That painting could not be created by me alone. It was carved by all the people who prayed and blessed from the bottom of their hearts."

After hearing Nuoyan's explanation, Apollo nodded slightly and did not get angry, even though the man in front of him rejected him again and again.

After all, Apollo had also seen the painting, and he understood in his heart that the reason why it was beautiful and made all the gods jealous was not simply because the painting was of the night, but also because it contained people's heartfelt wishes and blessings.

When people’s prayers light up the sky lanterns and illuminate the night sky, that is actually the moment that truly attracts the attention of the gods.

Just then, the laurel tree suddenly shook gently again.

This time Apollo actually understood her words and replied with a smile: "Don't worry, my love, I am not angry.

There are no lies in this child's words, and he is the favorite child of Artemis, so I will take good care of him."

Apollo has a very good relationship with the moon goddess Artemis. To be more precise, he even has a bit of a sister complex with her.

The fundamental reason for Orion's death was that Apollo felt that he was not worthy of his sister.

At the same time, because of this, Apollo actually took good care of Atalanta.

"When you are qualified in the future, would you be willing to paint a picture for me and my love?" Apollo then asked Nuoyan.

"Of course, it's my honor." Nuoyan did not refuse this time.

There was no reason to refuse, and Nuoyan still remembered clearly what Athena had said before, that after depicting the gods in the painting, he could use the painting to pray directly to the gods and obtain their power.

Just like using a painting of the river goddess Aegina, one can temporarily control a river.

Wait, speaking of this, Hera, Athena, Artemis and the Apollo in front of me... Hey, am I collecting picture albums of the Twelve Gods of Olympus, or collecting stamps?

Wait a minute, why do I feel like the path I'm taking is getting weirder and weirder?

Not the most common melee hero in the Age of Ancient Greek Gods, but a summoner?

Chapter 5: Walking with the Gods, but with Apollo! Simply rewrite your destiny! (k)

"Where are you going now, kid?"

When Nuoyan readily agreed to Apollo, Apollo asked Nuoyan with a gentle smile.

After hearing this, Nuoyan hesitated for a while before tactfully telling Apollo that he was going to a place called Lena to meet a woman named Io.

And when Apollo finished listening, he stood up.

Holding the lyre in his arms, he smiled as brightly as the light and said to Nuoyan, "In that case, I will escort you on this journey."

......Huh?

Just when Nuoyan blinked.

"That giant named Argus is no ordinary one. It's too dangerous for you to go there alone, and..."

Apollo said, taking a serious look at the promise in front of him.

Then he sighed and said, "I don't know why Hermes gave you such a dangerous task, and I don't know why Athena and the others agreed, but I can't watch you in such a dangerous environment, after all..."

Apollo, who thought he had an extremely friendly smile, said to Nuoyan softly, "You are as lovely and fragile as a flower. Now that I have seen you, how can I bear to watch you wither like this?"

When Apollo finished speaking, the expression on Nuoyan's face at this moment was not much different from the one when Artemis expressed her intention to hunt Nuoyan.

then,

Then Apollo followed Nuoyan and left.

Although Nuoyan refused in various euphemistic ways, Apollo had already made up his mind. Even when Nuoyan left, the goddess who had turned into a laurel tree kept trembling.

Apollo was very moved by this. He thought that his lover didn't want to be separated from him, but Nuoyan understood that it was tears of joy that he had finally escaped from the sea of ​​suffering...

Sure enough, a smile never disappears, it just moves!

Fortunately, the journey was not far. In just one day, Nuoyan, the god of light Apollo, and the Pegasus, which he was holding tightly, arrived at their destination.

Moreover, throughout the day, although Apollo's overly gentle gaze made Nuoyan feel uneasy, and he even ate a golden apple at night to ensure that he would not have to sleep all night, but surprisingly, nothing happened...

Maybe it was because of the golden-headed arrow shot by Cupid, the god of love, that Apollo now placed all his love on Daphne, the goddess of the laurel tree.

Although Apollo is also a two-way plug, he is different from the king of gods Zeus. At least he is not unable to move just because of a beautiful woman.

After all, he is a love-minded person just like the moon goddess Artemis.

Therefore, the problem between Apollo and the laurel goddess Daphne actually mainly originated from the golden arrow shot by the little god of love named Cupid.

By the way, this Cupid is, in a sense, also the source of the tragedy of both Medea and Jason.

Not long after Nuoyan and Apollo arrived in Lernaea, the hundred-eyed giant Argus appeared in front of them on the road in the forest.

Argus came to see Nuoyan and Apollo on his own initiative. He could feel the strong aura of Hera on Nuoyan and the presence of Apollo from afar.

And just like his name, Argus's body is covered with eyes, which looks very oppressive.

Apollo looked at him, then looked at Nuoyan worriedly, afraid that this child as delicate as a flower would be frightened by Argus's appearance.

But unexpectedly, Nuoyan, who was looking at Argus, was not scared at all. Instead, he looked very interested and even took out a paintbrush and canvas.

Nuoyan didn't know why, but the moment he saw Argus, he felt that his painter soul had awakened, and he was filled with rare inspiration!

Maybe it was because he had painted too many beautiful things, so Nuoyan recorded them.

When Nuoyan came to his senses again, several hours had passed.

The afternoon sun was about to set, and in his hands was a painting of the hundred-eyed giant Argus.

Moreover, this painting was the same as Pegasus. Nuoyan felt that he could use this painting to summon Argos...

Nuoyan finally came to his senses at this point. He looked at the painting in his hand and then at Argus in front of him, feeling a little confused.

"I think if the Art Muses knew about this, they would definitely be very interested in meeting you, or even challenge you to a competition."

At this moment, Apollo, who had been quietly protecting him, laughed.

Apollo looked at the painting in Nuoyan's hand, recalling his concentration, as if at that moment the only things in the world were the paintbrush in his hand and the things in front of him. He couldn't help but sigh again: "Nuoyan, you are really a cute and likable child."

Hearing this, Nuoyan suddenly came to his senses.

Extremely sober!

And immediately moved closer to Pegasus, the Pegasus beside him.

"Are you Nuoyan?" At this moment, the hundred-eyed giant Argus, who had been silent and served as Nuoyan's model, also spoke.

What Nuoyan didn't know was that being his model, especially in the situation just now, was actually not a very good job.

Because during that period, the hundred-eyed giant Argus only felt as if he was standing in front of the goddess of wisdom or the goddess of fate, and all his secrets were exposed to Nuoyan.

If it weren't for the god of light Apollo standing beside him, and the strong scent of Hera on Nuoyan, Argus would have known that Nuoyan was one of his.

Otherwise, such an offensive act would have been stamped to death by his anger.

"The most beloved believer of the great Queen Hera?"

Facing Argus' question, Nuoyan tried to look up at him, thought for a moment, and replied: "I am indeed a follower of the noble Queen Hera. As for whether I will be favored by her, I am trying my best."

Upon hearing this, Argus looked at Nuoyan, who was neither arrogant nor proud, and looked at him with all his eyes in surprise.

After all, he was just asking politely. Argus couldn't remember how many times he had heard Hera brag about the name Nuoyan...

"You don't have to look up. You must be tired. The eyes on my legs can see you too." Argus smiled gently. Although the eyes on his face and mouth did not look gentle at all when he smiled, even the passing birds could be scared to death.

"By the way, you and Lord Apollo came to see me together, is there something going on?"

As he spoke, Argus looked at Apollo beside him.

Apollo heard this but did not say anything. After all, he could not tell Argus directly that he came here following his promise and was going to kill him, right?

Apollo, the god of light, is also the god of music, medicine and prophecy in ancient Greek mythology. And precisely because he is the god of prophecy, Apollo naturally knows the fate of the hundred-eyed giant Argus.

He would fall asleep because of the magic of the shepherd's flute in Nuoyan's hand, and was killed by Hermes after falling asleep. Later, his eyes were even taken by Hera to decorate the peacock's tail.

The destined fate cannot be changed, and the promise is too fragile, so Apollo came in person, ready to play the role of the executioner.

After all, not many people knew about Nuoyan’s bet with Clotho, the goddess of fate.

The three goddesses of fate are extremely special even among the gods. No one particularly wants to know their destined and unchangeable fate, and the same is true for the gods.

So the three goddesses of fate are naturally not welcomed.

And just as Apollo was thinking about what to say.

"Actually, we came here to rescue the woman named Io." Nuoyan said it directly, with sincerity as the main point.

This stunned both Apollo and Argus.

After coming back to his senses, Apollo couldn't help but smile and shake his head, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

What a lovely child! He doesn't even know how to tell a lie.

In this way, the eyes looking at Nuoyan will be more gentle...

Argus was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly asked, "Are you sure you know about Io, for example... between her and the great Queen Hera?"

Argus tried to lower his voice, for he was afraid that if his voice was too loud, it would shock Nuoyan to death.

But even so, Nuoyan still felt a buzzing in his ears.

"Of course." Nuoyan nodded. He naturally knew what Argus meant, so after thinking for a moment, he said, "Excuse me, Argus, can you take me and the great god of light Apollo to see her first?"

Faced with the request for promise, Argus agreed after a brief hesitation.

After all, not to mention that Apollo was right next to them, Argus, knowing how much Hera loved Nuoyan, even felt that if he really let Io go, he probably wouldn't be punished much.

Soon, Nuoyan and Apollo followed the hundred-eyed giant Argus to the top of a high mountain, where many cattle and sheep were trapped.

Among those cattle and sheep, there was a snow-white cow that was being kept in a separate pen.

She looked up at the moon in the sky, screaming in pain, tears almost never stopping flowing from her eyes.

Apollo looked at the scene in front of him, and after seeing the true identity of the cow and what a beautiful woman it was, he immediately frowned and felt pity in his heart.