Greek Mythology: The Spiritual Dominator.

Chapter 515: The Flying Arrow Does Not Move
Human world, East Land.

The sun was shining brightly and there were no clouds in the sky.

On the ground, a black shadow moved from west to east.

Diagonally above the shadow, a light blue carriage pulled by three Pegasus horses was traveling in the sky, leaving a long trail in the air.

Incense was emitting wisps of smoke. Leaning on the warm cushion, Laxus lifted the car curtain and looked at the scenery outside.

This is the most common way for gods to travel, but it is rare for the goddess of fate.

They were rarely ostentatious, and certainly not likely to come and go with a bang; that was not in keeping with their character—but today was a little different.

Because Lachesis's purpose today was not to visit any gods, but to visit friends, especially friends she valued very much.

The cloud car jumped in the air, and the earth gradually changed from wilderness to farmland and roads.

At the end of the sight, a big city is visible in the distance.

That is the capital of the kingdom and one of the places where the destinies of the people intersect the most.

"Athens..."

Silently saying the name, Lachesis patted the window frame of the Cloud Car.

The next moment, it seemed as if something was activated.

The shape of the cloud car was hidden, and the sunlight passed through the body of the car and shone directly on the ground.

Although Lachesis chose to come by car for some psychological reasons, it does not mean that she wants her existence to be exposed to the eyes of mortals.

Especially as the goddess of fate, if people knew that she came to Athens, it would inevitably cause a lot of unnecessary suspicion.

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Soon, Athens was in sight and Tianma slowed down his pace.

The cloud car slowly descended in height, and Lachesis straightened her clothes.

After a while, with a slight sound, the light cloud car landed on a platform.

Walking down, I found a platform hanging near the high tower.

Looking at the familiar figure not far away, Laxus couldn't help but smile.

"Mr. Hermes, it's been a long time."

"Please forgive me for disturbing you this time."

"Nothing to be said, ma'am. The door is always open to you if you wish."

The great alchemist, who looked like a handsome young man, placed his left hand on his chest and bowed slightly to the goddess, and Lachesis smiled back at him.

Yes, on this trip to Athens, the friend the goddess of fate wanted to meet was not actually any god, but this famous human being.

Judging from their performance, this doesn’t seem to be the first time the goddess has come here.

They walked into the tower together and Laxus found a seat and sat down as if she was familiar with the place.

Glancing at the surroundings, he found that everything else was the same as the last time he came, but there was only one gold tray that was different.

An arrow was suspended there out of thin air, seemingly motionless.

But at first glance, Laxus always felt that something was unusual.

Even though reason told her that it was an arrow hanging in the air.

But my intuition seemed to tell me that the arrow was flying at high speed.

"This is my latest experiment, ma'am, and it seems you are very interested in it."

Holding the teapot in one hand and two teacups in the other.

Hermes placed the cup on the table and filled it with tea himself.

The fragrance of tea floats in the air, refreshing people.

"This is one of the results of my recent exploration of the rules of time and space in the material world. Based on these principles, I developed this special witchcraft."

"I call it [Flying Arrow Still] - it's very descriptive, isn't it?"

"【The flying arrow does not move】?"

Picking up the teacup and taking a sip of tea, Laxus felt that her spirit, which had been burdened with the heavy weight of fate, seemed to have relaxed a lot.

Enjoying this moment of relaxation, the goddess asked with interest.

"What do you mean, a flying arrow is motionless...you mean it is both flying and still?"

"You can understand it this way - this involves the characteristics of time and space in the material world, which is also what I study."

"After all, as we all know, time and space are one of the cornerstones of the world's existence. So if you want to explore the mysteries of the world, then understanding time and space is an indispensable condition."

Spreading his hands, Hermes said with a smile.

“And my starting point is the form in which it exists.”

"Whether spacetime is continuous, like energy, or discontinuous, like matter, makes all the difference."

"Unfortunately, I still don't have the answer so far, because no matter which one it is, I can observe the corresponding phenomenon."

“Just like it.”

Picking up the arrow, Hermes let go.

The next moment, the arrow flew out as if it had returned to its original state.

With a loud 'bang', it hit the wall, with only the tail wing still shaking slightly.

"In its body, time and space show the characteristic of 'interruption'. If we intercept the time and space during its flight and then divide it infinitely, then in the final smallest unit of time and space, it will be stationary."

"It's like flipping through 10,000 paintings with only slight changes. To an outsider, the figures inside seem to move."

"But in reality, none of the 10,000 paintings themselves have changed."

"This is the 'discontinuity' of space-time - although I soon discovered that it is also continuous at the same time." "..."

"Well, you're right."

The goddess nodded slightly in agreement, but she actually couldn't understand what Hermes was saying.

As for this so-called [Flying Arrow Still], Laxus' only feeling was that it was an extremely rare witchcraft involving the field of [Time].

But it doesn't matter, she doesn't need to understand, she just needs to marvel at this extraordinary wisdom.

Whether he is a man or a god, Hermes always looks so dazzling...

"Cough cough..."

He coughed lightly, interrupting his thoughts.

Lachesis admitted that she might have been somewhat influenced by her priesthood in thinking this way.

But no matter what, as Hermes was able to touch the realm of [Time], he was worthy of being recorded in history - although even without this discovery, he would still be an existence that could not be surpassed in the history of spellcasters.

He raised his cup to sip tea, looking at the knowledgeable alchemist in front of him.

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Unlike before, now that she is personally bearing the backlash of fate, Lachesis feels that she is more affected by the priesthood.

Time passed by minute by minute, and sitting on the top of the tower, the two chatted casually.

It was not until the sun was setting that Hermes finally straightened his expression.

Looking at Laxus who was unaware of what was happening in front of him, the Great Alchemist felt somewhat helpless.

Until now, he still didn't know why the goddess of fate suddenly came to him again.

"Miss."

After hesitating for a moment, Hermes finally spoke.

Judging from the current situation, if he doesn't ask proactively, even after a while, I'm afraid Laxus won't get to the point.

"Come to think of it, I haven't asked you yet - is there anything you need my help with that you came here today?"

"what?"

He was stunned for a moment, then his expression suddenly realized.

At this moment, Laxus remembered what she came here for.

She was a little embarrassed, but the goddess looked at the sky and swallowed back the words she was about to say.

It’s getting late, let’s talk about it tomorrow.

"Well... Sir Hermes, I do need your help with something."

"But considering the time now... let's talk about it tomorrow."

"..."

He was a little speechless, but since Lachesis said so, Hermes could only nod.

How strange... He remembered that when he first saw the goddess of fate, he thought that his 'time travel' had been exposed, which led to the other party's investigation.

What he never expected was that when Lachesis saw him, she was surprised, which made Hermes feel puzzled.

In his impression, in the former virtual world, the three goddesses of fate on Mount Nisa had never been kind to anyone.

I don't know why the other party's attitude became so good when it was my turn as a time traveler.

But no matter what, Hermes still didn't want to provoke these mysterious beings.

If there is anything in this world that even the former thief god is afraid of, it is definitely fate.

Therefore, Hermes always treated Lachesis with courtesy and even responded to her every request.

"...In that case, why don't I arrange a place for you to rest here, ma'am?"

Hermes forced a smile and spoke.

He actually hoped very much that the other party would reject him, but unfortunately, Laxus actually nodded happily.

"Thank you very much."

"..."

His expression froze for a moment, then returned to normal.

Standing up, Hermes gave up struggling.

Forget it, I’ll just stay for one day.

Ever since he received the news that the goddess of fate was preparing to visit, he should have guessed that he was going to have a headache again.

I just hope that what the other party wants him to do is not that difficult... But then again, what exactly is it about me that attracts the favor of the goddess of fate?

As an alternative "traveler", according to Hermes' shallow understanding of fate, he should have been regarded by fate as an invader who disrupted the order.

"Ma'am, this way please."

As soon as Hermes learned that Lachesis was going to visit today, he disguised his tower.

Although he didn't know whether this would work, and whether his arrangement could isolate the Goddess of Fate from sensing the fate of living beings or even the star gods, this was all he could do.

But then again, my methods might be somewhat useful.

Otherwise, if the other party discovered the fate of those star gods, how could I be at ease until today.

So, with the attitude that if it wasn't mentioned, it wasn't discovered, Hermes led the way.

This goddess of fate is admittedly a bit strange, but in the final analysis, for him, the various things in that virtual world can be used as reference, but they can never be taken as the truth.

Even the number of primitive gods can change, so what else can be fixed?
So even though Lachesis was very different from the one he remembered, Hermes didn't feel too strange.

Maybe the other person in this world has always been like this. After all, where I was originally was just an illusory possibility, and here is the real world.

(End of this chapter)