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

For example, the flower-filled temple of Demeter, and the magnificent underworld temple of Hades, the god of the underworld.

And because of their good relationship, Athena once asked Hephaestus a question that most people dare not ask.

That was why she had agreed to the marriage Hera had offered her, the marriage with Aphrodite, the goddess of beauty.

Hephaestus' answer was very simple, because the goddess of beauty Aphrodite was recognized as the most beautiful god, and she was also recognized as the ugliest god.

So she wanted to see whether the most beautiful goddess was really that beautiful.

Later, Hephaestus captured the goddess of beauty Aphrodite who was having a tryst with the god of war Ares, trapped them in a net, and displayed them naked in front of the gods.

Also from that day on, the goddess of beauty Aphrodite never came to see her 'husband' again.

"It's been so long since we last met, mother. It's been so long... I almost thought I had forgotten that past."

That nightmare.

Hephaestus said this with a voice so cold that the maid behind him trembled, but at the same time Hephaestus was smiling, and even smiling brightly.

"So I'm really looking forward to meeting that human being."

"What was his name? Let me think... Oh, I remember now. His name is Nuoyan, right?"

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After a few days,

Pegasus landed with a promise and came to the bronze gate of the temple.

Nuoyan looked up and gazed at the temple built in the volcano.

Hephaestus, the goddess of craftsmen, is ostracized everywhere among the gods, and even her reputation in the human world is not particularly good.

But in Nuoyan's eyes, she is actually a very powerful god.

After all, those who are familiar with the promises of mythology know that in mythology, no matter it is the hardest shield in the world, Athena’s shield - the Aegis.

The sun chariot made by the sun god Helios and the golden and silver arrows of Cupid, the god of love, that can even influence gods, were all made by this god.

But if Athena hadn't told me, I would never have thought that she was actually a goddess. After all, she is the husband of the most beautiful goddess, Aphrodite...

But if you think about it carefully, among these gods, it is normal for men to be with each other, and the blooming lilies does not seem to be worth making a fuss about.

Just as Nuoyan was thinking this and shaking his head, preparing to step forward.

The heavy bronze door suddenly opened, and several exquisite dolls in different clothes walked out, but Nuoyan did not pay attention to them.

With just one glance, Nuoyan's emerald eyes were fixed on Hephaestus who was pushed out by the maid, and she even stood there in a daze.

There is no other reason, it's simply because Hephaestus and Hera are so similar, with the same golden hair, the same amber eyes, and even the same exquisite looks.

The only difference is that Hephaestus is a teenage girl, while Hera is the fully mature version.

And then there are those long beautiful legs.

Because of the wheelchair, Nuoyan looked at Hephaestus' legs almost subconsciously.

Hephaestus was wearing a light golden dress at the moment, with nothing on his legs, so his exposed legs were flawless and slender.

She caught Nuoyan's gaze with great sensitivity, and at that moment, her amber eyes flashed with naked disgust, but it was quickly suppressed.

She had that beautiful smile on her face,

After the maid dragged him in front of Nuoyan, Hephaestus raised his head and looked at Nuoyan, then smiled and said in a pleasant voice: "I think you are Nuoyan, my great mother goddess, the most beloved believer."

"Well... As expected, he is a cute child just as I imagined." Nuoyan looked at the goddess in front of him who was smiling, looking him up and down, and radiating kindness to him.

Although he had some doubts in his heart... after all, before coming here, one or two people had reminded him more than once that the relationship between Hephaestus and Hera was not very good.

But he nodded slightly, gave a standard salute and said, "Nuoyan, a student of the Centaur Sage Chiron, is honored to meet you, the noble and beautiful Goddess Hephaestus."

Although he didn't know why Hephaestus wore that half mask, Nuoyan felt that he was not wrong to use the word "beautiful" to describe her.

Therefore, he did not notice that when the two adjectives "beautiful" were heard, the faces of the puppets around him changed slightly, and the maid who pushed Hephaestus to him had panic and admiration in her eyes.

"Beautiful... Thank you for the compliment."

Hephaestus smiled again, this time even more beautiful than before.

"I already know everything about you, kid. Come in... You know, I'm looking forward to it."

Hephaestus motioned Nuoyan to follow him into the temple and said with a bright smile: "I have always been looking forward to meeting you."

Having said this, Hephaestus entered the temple with his promise.

Pegasus was taken to another place by the other two puppets.

When Nuoyan entered the temple alone, the bronze door slowly closed.

"Athena, I really don't understand this time. You let Nuoyan enter the temple like this. Aren't you afraid that the child will never get out again?"

In the dark, Hermes, who was bruised and battered but still insisted on joining in the fun, couldn't help but say something to Athena who was standing beside him in a flawless white dress.

Hearing this, Athena glanced at him.

She knew that Hermes' injuries had healed long ago, and the reason why he was still like this was simply to gain some sympathy and avoid being beaten.

In other words, even though he knew there was a high probability that he would be beaten, Hermes still insisted on fighting on the front line!

"Hephaestus will not kill the child, because simply killing him would be too easy for Hera."

Athena explained calmly, "She has waited hundreds of years for this opportunity to torture Hera."

When Hermes heard this, he nodded with a look of realization.

"Hey, little Athena, you let that child go to Hephaestus. Are you planning to let Hera suffer for it?"

"That's not good, that's not good, because I will secretly tell Hera about this."

A very gentle voice was heard with a smile, and Athena's cheek was gently poked twice by the person who spoke.

Athena tilted her head, and her golden eyes reflected the goddess in front of her who was wearing a red tight dress, smiling very softly, with pink hair and purple eyes.

"Goddess Hestia, what are you talking about? I never said that I wanted to torture Hera." Athena blinked and looked surprised.

Facing Hestia, the last virgin goddess among the Olympian gods, the sister of Hera, Demeter, and the king of gods Zeus, and the oldest god, she smiled and replied, "I just simply want Hephaestus to do me a favor."

Do me a small favor.

Athena said, her smile growing even brighter.

Athena is familiar with Hephaestus, so in a sense, there is no need for Hera to go there in person. Athena has a great chance of getting the artifact needed for her promise from Hephaestus.

But Athena didn't do it.

First of all, it would be better if Hera went to find Hephaestus in person.

The second is that Athena knew very well how much Hephaestus hated Hera.

"What help?" Hestia blinked and asked curiously with her head tilted.

Athena heard this and smiled without saying anything.

"This is easy. Hephaestus will never tolerate Nuoyan's belief in Hera, so she will definitely sabotage this, and Athena will have the opportunity to take advantage of it."

Hermes, who had fully reacted, had just said this when he was met with Athena's narrowed death stare the next second.

Seeing this, Hermes was stunned and hurriedly looked at Hestia, and was about to ask her for help.

He found that Hestia was also looking at him at this moment, and her smile was very bright...her pink hair was swaying gently in the breeze.

Chapter 5 What do you want to draw? I want to draw a sky full of gods (k)

In the Temple of Hephaestus,

A maid doll with long flaxen hair pushed Hephaestus in a wooden wheelchair along the corridor inside the temple, while Nuoyan followed quietly behind them.

He scanned the temple and quickly noticed that something was wrong.

Although many people were seen walking and busy along the way, the entire temple was unusually quiet, like a pool of stagnant water without any vitality.

"Promise, you came here so that I could create a brush and canvas that could paint gods, right?"

Suddenly, Hephaestus, the god of craftsmen in front of him, asked.

She relaxed at this moment, and the standard smile on her face disappeared a lot, returning to her usual indifference.

Because the moment Nuoyan stepped out of the temple, it became difficult for him to leave on his own.

"Yes, respected Goddess Hephaestus." Nuoyan took two steps forward and answered softly to Hephaestus in front of him, who looked like a young Hera version.

Hephaestus tilted his head, his amber eyes reflecting the promise beside him.

Only at this moment did she truly take stock of the young man in front of her.

And at first sight, Hephaestus didn't dislike Nuoyan, but this time it was not because of her looks or fragility.

Looking at him, who seemed to be born with artistic aura and was kissed passionately by the goddess of art, Hephaestus, the god of forging and sculpture, naturally had some good feelings towards Nuoyan.

"You seem very much looking forward to it." Hephaestus asked again.

Although Nuoyan's hair was tied with Athena's silver thread, preventing the gods from seeing his thoughts, Hephaestus saw urgency and expectation in his eyes.

Nuoyan was slightly stunned, then smiled shyly and nodded calmly, and replied: "Yes, Goddess Hephaestus, to be honest, I am indeed looking forward to it."

"Ever since the goddess of wisdom told me about you, I have been looking forward to meeting you and getting a paintbrush and canvas from you!"

Lies are useless to God, so these words are naturally the true meaning of the promise.

Although Nuoyan had caught a falling star from the stars and possessed a treasure, in the kingdom of the river goddess Aegina, Athena told him that he could paint the gods and create a treasure that belonged only to him.

Even in the entire history, it is absolutely unique.

No one can resist such charm.

The same is true for promises.

"So, which god are you going to engrave?" After nodding slightly, Hephaestus continued to ask naturally.

Hearing this, Nuoyan lowered his head and thought silently for a while.

But when he looked up at Hephaestus again, Hephaestus found that the boy's emerald eyes had completely lit up and looked very beautiful.

"The sky is full of gods." Then Nuoyan replied with a smile.

When he finished speaking, the maids who were pushing Hephaestus forward stopped and looked at him in shock.

Hephaestus was also stunned, but she soon laughed again.

And this time she smiled beautifully, completely different from the fake smile she had shown so far.

"I actually didn't have such an idea at first, after all, it sounded a bit too unrealistic."

"My life was originally just about pursuing a magnificent ending, so I chose to go down the mountain from Teacher Chiron... Although it is still the same now."

Nuoyan smiled and continued speaking. He used a very calm tone, but his words were not calm at all. He said, "But I have come here, and looking back, I found that I have already painted many pictures... Artemis, the moon goddess, Apollo, the god of light, Athena, the goddess of wisdom, and Hera, the noble queen of heaven."

"I have already portrayed them, now it's just the last step."

"In that case, since what I'm pursuing is an extraordinary life, and the ending that is as dazzling as a meteor when it falls, leaving a trace across the night sky."

"Then why don't I make my life more exciting this time?" The Centaur sage Chiron once said that the promise has changed a little, so there is no need to stay in the mountain anymore.

Because now he is no longer blindly pursuing death, but has truly gained the awareness to face death with a smile.

The value of life has never been its length, but whether the process is wonderful...at least for heroes, that's true.

"I will forge for you a brush that can paint a sky full of gods, and a canvas that can carry them." Hephaestus then replied.

"Thank you, Goddess Hephaestus!" Nuoyan's eyes lit up when he heard that and he quickly expressed his gratitude.

"No need." Hephaestus shook his head and said, "I don't need thanks, because for me, using the things I forged well is the greatest thank you to me.

And I have to admit that your idea touched me, and even gave me the forging inspiration and desire that I haven’t felt for a long time...”

Hephaestus paused for a moment, looked Nuoyan up and down, nodded and said, "No wonder you attract so much attention from the gods. You are indeed very pleasing to us in many ways."

After saying this, Hephaestus glanced at the maid behind him.

The maid came to her senses and hurriedly pushed Hephaestus forward.

At this time, Nuoyan felt relieved, but even felt some confusion and bewilderment.

Because he felt that the goddess Hephaestus was quite easy to talk to and gentle, and was not as scary as Athena and Hera said.