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

Nuoyan didn't realize at this time that he had actually avoided the death flag inadvertently.

Because his answer was not to engrave Hera, but also gave Hephaestus a perfect answer beyond her expectations.

Later, after bringing Nuoyan to the temple, Hephaestus left, leaving his puppets to take care of Nuoyan, while she left with the help of her maids.

What Nuoyan didn't expect was that Hephaestus's ability to act was extremely amazing.

Originally, Nuoyan was ready for a long-term war.

After all, those are two sacred artifacts that can depict the gods and preserve their portraits permanently. Just thinking about it makes them seem difficult to make.

And the promise was made just to come to Hephaestus, so he had to wait so long.

Therefore, Nuoyan originally thought that he would have to wait for a month or two, or help find some materials, before he could finally get the artifact he wanted.

But what he didn't expect was that it would only take a week.

During this week, Nuoyan had not seen Hephaestus since he first met her, and although he was taken care of by the puppets during this period, all the puppets avoided him.

Even when he took the initiative to talk to them, they would still cry out of fear.

Although these dolls have no souls, they are no different from other humans and have their own thoughts and emotions.

So they already knew that Nuoyan was a believer of Hera.

Even though the rumors leaked in made them curious about the promise, they were more afraid that their capricious master would tear them down.

After all, in Hephaestus' eyes, these imperfect creatures should not continue to live in this world, and their continued existence is a manifestation of her mercy as a goddess.

That's it, a week later.

That night, Nuoyan was eating in a room in the temple. When a maid puppet in the temple brought him food tremblingly, the door was suddenly pushed open, and the tired Hephaestus was pushed into the room by her maid.

And what Nuoyan didn't know was that at this very moment, the earth that had been shaking all around him also returned to calm... During this period of time, the volcano had been erupting and the earth had been rumbling.

Hephaestus was in his divine forge, swinging his hammer!

"This is the artifact you wanted."

Then, with Nuoyan's eyes wide open and shocked, Hephaestus came in front of Nuoyan and placed a white feather pen in front of Nuoyan.

Although she was very tired, her amber eyes looked very excited, and a beautiful smile appeared on her face. She said, "It's been a long time since I've had such a good time forging!

The idea of ​​the paintbrush was not difficult to find, but I pondered over the canvas for a long time before I finally decided to use the sky, which can depict everything and accommodate everything, as the canvas.

And you are lucky, I just happen to have something left by Uranus, the god of the sky!"

Uranus, the god of the sky, is the first king of gods in ancient Greek mythology.

He had always held Gaia, the Mother Goddess of the Earth, under him, not wanting to be separated from her, which resulted in the starry sky being connected to the earth at the same time, and the world was in chaos.

Later, the second generation of gods, Cronus, the god of creation and destruction of time and space, who is also the father of the current gods such as Zeus, Hera and Demeter, swung his sickle, which separated the sky and the earth from then on.

Hephaestus' words were so simple that the maid beside him couldn't help but look at her a little more. After all, she was helping at the side and saw with her own eyes that Hephaestus threw most of his wealth into this forge.

In this way, such a divine tool was forged that could depict the gods and even record the King of Gods!

You know what a magnificent fortune that is.

As a god who helped the main gods build temples and forged weapons for heroes, the wealth that Hephaestus had accumulated had already piled up into several small mountains in the temple!

Therefore, the maid who witnessed all this found herself a little unsure for a moment, whether her master hated the human in front of her, or liked him...

But in fact, the problem is not that complicated.

The reason Hephaestus threw most of his wealth into it was because she didn't care about those things.

Forging is the greatest pleasure for her as a god.

And once you do it, you have to do it well. Even if the person in front of you is a follower of Hera, Hephaestus will definitely not be vague because she is the god of forging.

So at this moment, Hephaestus smiled, proudly and proudly showed off to Nuoyan and said: "Nuoyan, you know, this is my rare and excellent child, it is so perfect, comparable to the shield Aegis that I forged!"

“It doesn’t have a canvas, because the sky is its canvas. When you paint a picture with it, the picture will fall into your hands, and no dye is needed. It will give you whatever color you need!”

"So now, promise, pick it up, pick up this child who deserves my pride, and then present the painting in front of me!"

Hearing this, Nuoyan gradually came back to his senses and looked at Hephaestus in disbelief.

Although he had thought that Hephaestus might have disappeared to forge a magical weapon for him, Nuoyan never expected that Hephaestus would give him such a great gift!

After a brief hesitation, Nuoyan gritted his teeth and picked it up, looking at Hephaestus in front of him, and bowed to her from the bottom of his heart, saying respectfully: "Thank you, noble and beautiful goddess Hephaestus.

From today on, I will make good use of it!"

Hephaestus was very satisfied with Nuoyan's reaction. If Nuoyan pretended to be frightened and refused in front of such a divine weapon, Hephaestus would be displeased.

"But if you want to use it, it's not without cost." Then Hephaestus said: "Its birth is due to the words you said to me."

What is painted is a sky full of gods.

"It is precisely because it gave me inspiration and ignited my forging spirit. Therefore, since you want to use it, you must naturally satisfy this requirement.

I need you to give me a vow now, a vow that must be fulfilled!"

"I understand, Goddess Hephaestus. I will carve the god later!" Nuoyan nodded and answered seriously.

To exchange such a magical artifact for such a price is no longer a question of whether it is worth it or not, but rather a pie in the sky.

"Not the gods, but the main gods." Hephaestus shook his head and corrected his promise: "Since you are qualified to paint the four main gods, my request to you is to collect all the remaining main gods.

Therefore, you must swear to me that you must depict all the remaining gods in your brush, including my father, the great king of gods - Zeus!

Only then will it truly belong to you.”

Hearing this, Nuoyan was stunned for a moment and hesitated.

"Why, are you scared?" Hephaestus saw it and smiled, "Don't you want a wonderful life? Isn't this life wonderful enough?"

"...I understand, Goddess Hephaestus." Nuoyan slowly exhaled, and finally smiled, and said to Hephaestus: "I swear to you, I will hold this brush in my hand and depict the gods of Olympus!"

"Good." Hephaestus nodded with satisfaction, "That's it, then... let's get started now."

Hephaestus smiled and said, "Let me start, promise."

"Show me what you're capable of, and don't let me down."

Hephaestus actually knew the power of promises. Whether it was about Artemis using the night as her canvas, or about Hades and Persephone, it would be hard for Hephaestus not to know about it.

So at this moment, Hephaestus was quite expectant and wanted to see how the promise would portray him.

Then she saw Nuoyan looking embarrassed.

"What's wrong?" Hephaestus frowned slightly and asked Nuoyan in a somewhat confused manner, "Did I just make an rude request?"

"No, it's my honor to dedicate a painting to you, Goddess Hephaestus!" Nuoyan quickly waved his hand to deny it.

Then Hephaestus was even more confused and tilted his head to look at him.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally had to bite the bullet and answer, "It's just, it's just... I'm sorry, Goddess Hephaestus."

"In fact, before coming here, I had already promised the Queen Hera that she would be the first god I would paint after I got the paintbrush..."

The more you talk, the quieter the voice of your promise becomes.

After all, even he knew that his answer was a bit wrong!

These words frightened the maid beside her.

The maid just relaxed because she noticed that Hephaestus was in a good mood. She could hardly remember the last time she saw Hephaestus so happy from the bottom of his heart.

Just when she thought that today was safe and sound and was happy for her master, who knew that Nuoyan would drop such a bomb!

But what surprised both Nuoyan and the maid was that when Hephaestus heard Nuoyan's words, he did not erupt in anger like a volcano.

Instead she fell silent.

Because Hephaestus found that he had... forgotten it.

She was so happy forging, and her anticipation for the future described by Nuoyan, that she actually forgot to let Nuoyan come to the temple, in fact, to imprison and torture him.

Yes, Hephaestus's real purpose all along was to torture Nuoyan severely, make him mentally collapse, and make him give up his faith in Hera on his own initiative.

At the same time, Hephaestus will imprison him in the temple, quietly waiting for Hera's next arrival.

Because she was looking forward to it, looking forward to Hera's reaction when she saw that scene!

So after coming to his senses and remembering his original purpose, Hephaestus looked at Nuoyan who was lowering his head in front of him.

Should we start torturing him now?

But I have already made a promise with him, and he is not that annoying...

Hephaestus thought so and gradually felt inexplicably irritated.

So later, she simply took out the golden apple that she had prepared for a long time.

"Eat."

"Huh?" Nuoyan blinked and looked at Hephaestus who suddenly handed the golden apple to him.

He originally wanted to say that he was not hungry and wanted to keep it as usual.

But he also found that the gaze of Hephaestus, though calm, given him was unrejectable.

Plus, I already felt guilty.

So Nuoyan had no choice but to take it and bite it in front of Hephaestus.

Then his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

Chapter 3: What to do if you are imprisoned? Waiting online, very urgent! (k)

The promise woke up.

When he woke up, Nuoyan sat up in the moonlight shining through the floor-to-ceiling windows and found that his left hand was handcuffed with a silver chain.

At the other end of the chain was the foot of the bed of the goddess Hephaestus.

"Don't think about wasting your energy. You can't break free."

Hephaestus's faint voice came. She was sitting on the bed at this time, wearing a pure white nightgown, and her legs that seemed to be carefully carved were hanging beside Nuoyan.

On the other side of Nuoyan, the maid puppet with long flaxen hair was staring at Nuoyan, trying to prevent him from doing anything wrong... Of course, the maid knew that Nuoyan could not hurt her master no matter what.

Even though Hephaestus could not move on her own, she would still be a goddess, and a main deity with terrifying power.

But the appearance still needs to be maintained, after all, the maid doesn't want to be dismantled.

"This is a chain I made specially. I used it to imprison Prometheus in the Caucasus Mountains. I also used it to bind Hera. Even the gods couldn't do anything about it." Hephaestus said, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, looking a little proud.

Prometheus, Nuo Yan naturally knew him. Because he stole fire from humans, the king of gods Zeus ordered him to be tied to a steep cliff, so that he could never fall asleep and his tired knees could not bend.

And every day a vulture would peck at Prometheus's liver, which had broken down and grown back.

The chains that bound Prometheus, the chains that could seal the divine power, were forged by Hephaestus.

So Prometheus was fine, but Hera...

"Honorable Queen Hera?" Nuoyan blinked his emerald eyes and looked at Hephaestus curiously. He really didn't know when Hera had been tied up.

Seeing this, the maid beside her couldn't help but feel a little confused, because she found that Nuoyan, who had woken up, was not panicked at all even though she found herself imprisoned.

"It seems you don't know." Hearing this, Hephaestus's mouth corners rose again and he actually explained to Nuoyan... No, to be more precise, he couldn't wait to show off his past great achievements.

Even though he was very sleepy, Hephaestus still perked up when talking about this matter.

And when Nuoyan heard what she said, he finally understood why Athena and the others had always said that Hera was most afraid of her daughter Hephaestus.

The whole story is not complicated. After Hephaestus was thrown off Olympus by Hera, she did not die, but was picked up by the Ocean goddess Thesis.

The Oceanids are the mother of three thousand sea goddesses and almost all river sources in ancient Greek mythology. Therefore, even though Hera knew about it, she did not care about it anymore.

But what Hera didn't expect was that the grown-up Hephaestus not only had divine power reaching the level of the main god, but also possessed forging skills that even the king of gods Zeus noticed, so Zeus let her return to the holy mountain Olympus.

Hephaestus, who had just returned, actually had certain expectations. Due to the good upbringing of the Ocean Goddess Thesis, when she first came back, she didn't actually think about how to take revenge on Hera. She hoped more to get her mother's recognition and an apology.

But what Hephaestus did not expect was that what greeted her was humiliation led by Hera at the banquet of the Olympian gods.

The lame leg and the birthmark on her face made the proud Hera simply unable to admit such imperfections. She, the ugliest among the gods, was actually her own daughter.

So, amidst the humiliating ridicule, Hephaestus silently left the banquet.

Later, Hephaestus forged a throne for Hera, a beautiful, dazzling throne that was fully worthy of her status as the Queen of Heaven.

When Hera received the gift, she was attracted to it at first sight, so she sat on it without thinking.