Type Moon Greece, I Really Don't Want to Be a Hero!

Those golden eyes finally stared at Jason's body from afar through the heavy occlusions.

Those eyes, which represent absolute wisdom, seem to see through Jason completely at this moment, wanting to see everything about him.

But when her sight came to Jason's river of fate, the left eye left by the prophet Prometheus blocked Athena's peeping.

Gee.

Athena snorted in displeasure.

It's time to start... Jason.

Quickly clearing up her mood, Athena, who didn't let Rhea see it, gently raised her hand, and the silver harp she got from Jason appeared in her hand.

What kind of surprises will you bring me next? How far... can you go?

You who have the possibility of killing gods...can you really kill gods?

Various thoughts flashed through my mind.

Finally Athena plucked the silver harp in her hand.

The sound of the zither passed down a long distance, and soon reached the ears of Jason and Atalanta.

Hearing the familiar sound of the piano, Jason couldn't help but stop, turned his head to look at the top of the mountain, his eyes gradually widened...

"what happened?"

Atalanta looked at the surprised Jason and asked suspiciously.

"......nothing."

Jason gradually withdrew his gaze, shook his head slightly at Atalanta, showed a faint smile, and said: "It's just a rest time... It seems that it is completely over."

After Jason finished speaking, he withdrew his gaze and continued to walk down the cliff.

He knew that the harp played by Athena was for himself.

She was telling Jason that she was waiting for him.

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PS: There is an update today.

Chapter 3 Leave the name of Jason ([-]k)

Between the top of the mountain, the lingering sound surrounds the beams.

Not long after Jason and Atalanta arrived at the foot of the mountain, they heard people at the foot of the mountain discussing this matter.

"It is said that there are great gods watching us on the mountain, and it seems that this is indeed the case."

"Yeah, I really want to go and see..."

"Come on, how many heroes have tried so far, but no one has succeeded so far... I don't know which great god is watching us from above."

"The sound of the zither is really nice... the great god who plays it, isn't it Master Apollo, the God of Light?"

"I heard that when Master Apollo, the God of Light, plays, all living things will stop what they are doing and listen...it should not be."

"Speaking of the sound of the zither... It is said that the sound of the zither played by a hero has been recognized by all the gods, and it is not inferior to Lord Apollo, the God of Light."

"Are you talking about the hero in white who held the wedding ceremony for Hades and Persephone, Hercules?"

"Speaking of which, I heard that the town here was also formed because of Lord Hercules... It's just a pity that he didn't leave his name on the top of the mountain, but if it was him, it should be possible Just push the boulder to the top of the mountain."

As soon as this remark came out, the topic immediately focused on the hero in white.

As a result, many things that Jason did at the beginning were gradually picked up by one person and one word.

Obviously, because of the wedding of Pluto and Pluto, the name of Hercules in white has been thoroughly resounded throughout the Greek mainland, becoming the most famous hero of the contemporary era.

Atalanta looked at Jason beside him, and said, "How do you feel?"

"What?" Jason looked at Atalanta, eyes confused: "Atalanta, what are you talking about, I am Jason, who is Hercules in white, I don't know him. "

The answer without any emotional ups and downs made Atalanta feel a little funny.

At this moment, Jason took off the conspicuous white clothes and changed into a black dress with some butterfly patterns.

Hair color also turned black.

Although Jason didn't understand why the goddess Rhea asked her to leave Jason's name on the mountain...or in other words, it was the goddess Athena who asked.

But with Jason's cautious and prepared character.

When he learned that white clothes, blond hair and green eyes, and Pegasus had become the iconic identity of white-clothed Hercules, he naturally prepared another set of 'travel clothes'.

That was the black clothes with the butterfly pattern printed on it, which represented Hecate's student status.

Now even if Hercules is here, he probably won't be able to see Jason's identity at a glance.

Atalanta didn't say a word, and silently followed Jason, and came to the foot of the mountain, in front of Phophusis.

Atalanta was not the first time accompanying Jason, and besides the goddesses, she was the most envied existence of Medea.

In the stories of Jason, she is often accompanied by her shadow.

Therefore, Atalanta already knew what to do and what to do when she was by Jason's side.

This kind of tacit understanding is accumulated over time.

For such a foil, Atalanta is not disgusted... To be precise, she did care about it at first.

After all, as the most beloved and outstanding child of Artemis, Atalanta naturally has her own pride.

Can......

In contrast, the gap is actually a very subtle thing.

If the two are not too big, then it will inspire the spirit of resistance.

But if the two are too large, there will be nothing.

Even in some cases, it will become an obstacle.

"......It's you?"

When Jason came in front of Phophusis, he hadn't had time to speak to him.

Seeing that he was so ruined back then, Phophusis, who had lost interest in everything and looked like a living dead, recognized Jason at a glance at this moment.

At the same time, he himself has undergone tremendous changes.

Now wearing decent clothes and removing the sundries on his body, he looks like a middle-aged tough guy.

If there is no punishment given by the gods, he is also the king of a country, and he is known as a resourceful existence in the world.

"You're here at last." Before Jason, who was slightly stunned, could say something, Phophusis said to Jason with a smile: "I've been waiting for you for a long time... you this time Come on, push the rock to the top of the mountain, right?"

"...I've already disguised myself like this." Jason looked helplessly and curiously at Phophusis.

"It's you who changed everything about me now, how could I not even recognize you."

Jason heard this, thought for a while, and nodded slightly.

He thought for a moment that if he were Phofusis, it was probably impossible for him to be unrecognizable by the color of his hair just because he had returned his clothes.

And when Jason was talking to Phophusis, many eyes from all around looked over.

And many people recognized Atalanta, so they began to whisper in surprise.

Because Atalanta is on the top of the mountain, there are enough top names left behind!

Phofusis also recognized Atalanta, and said to her: "You are here again, do you still want to challenge...Since you left, except for a few people, it is difficult for me to come here. It has been half a month and no one has come to challenge."

"Half a month?"

Aware of Jason's doubts, Phophusis explained: "Since the agreement between you and that great god was formed, I no longer need to push the boulder up to the top of the mountain every day... At the beginning, the challenge There are indeed many people.

But as time goes by, it becomes less and less..."

Hearing this, Jason blinked his eyes first, and then turned his head to look at the pedestrians who were watching. Jason gradually understood and nodded slightly.

"It turns out that... wanting to be a hero passed down through the ages, and wanting to be honored like a hero is a kind of motivation, but it is also a kind of pressure."

Jason looked over at Atalanta and Phophusis, aware of their doubts, and explained: "If I'm not wrong, several heroes have come here so far and pushed the boulder to the ground. A height that is unmatched by ordinary people.

And now it is different from the past, too many people have gathered here, so those who climb to the top will receive their attention and expectations.

Therefore, if you are not a person who has certain confidence in your own strength, you will not choose to humiliate yourself. "

Jason simply sorted out the situation, and at the same time understood why Rhea called him, saying that it was time to end the previous 'game'.

And Atalanta recalled that when he pushed the boulder, he was attracted by everyone's attention, and many people even made a bet below, so he couldn't help but nodded slightly.

"Then do you want to continue?" Atalanta looked at Jason, she knew how much he didn't like to show his face.

"...There is no way to retreat."

Jason sighed softly, and looked up at the top of the mountain.

There, beautiful music is being played.

Athena, the goddess of wisdom, was waiting for him on the top of the mountain.

"...It's not easy for you either."

Atalanta said with emotion, and Jason grabbed her hands in an instant.

"It's not easy, it's not easy, Atalanta, you actually, you finally understand me!"

Jason looked at Atalanta with eyes full of affection, and almost cried.

"Let go!"

Atalanta got a few black lines on his forehead, shook off Jason, and said: "No matter what, this is your blessing after all, after all, they are paying attention to the great ones. This is the result of everyone except you. It’s something I’ve been looking forward to in my heart!”

"This includes you?"

certainly! ...If it was in the past, Atalanta would have answered like this.

But as Atalanta and Jason's communication became deeper and deeper, and they knew more and more...

"I am the most loyal believer of Lord Artemis, all I need is to be loved by Lord Artemis."

Seeing Atalanta's straightforward answer, Jason couldn't help but rolled his eyes, and said, "I'm still Teacher Hecate's beloved student, and I just want to get Teacher Hecate's love!"