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

Sitting elegantly by the lake, he took out the painting with a raised corner of his mouth and carefully arranged it. Then he looked at the shadow of the big tree in the distance and said in a show-off tone: "Quick, come and see what the child is offering me." tribute!"

Athena's words elicited a good-natured chuckle.

Then under the moonlight, a tall centaur was seen walking out of the shadows.

Blonde and blue-eyed, with a soft and gentle smile almost always on his face.

He is the teacher of Noyan and Jason, the most famous mentor in ancient Greece, the centaur sage-Chiron!

Athena said when she first met Noyan and Jason and left the oracle, Noyan was protected by Chiron.

To be sure, it is a positioning.

Chiron kept looking at Noyan and Jason who had already descended the mountain.

But there was one thing Athena didn't say at that time, and that was that Chiron was not only watching, he was also following them all the time!

He just stood quietly in the distance, watching them silently.

"Chiron you have an excellent student."

Athena's words made Chiron smile even more happily, because for a teacher, this is undoubtedly the greatest compliment and recognition.

Then Chiron corrected him gently: "However, Jason is actually also an excellent child."

Hearing this, Athena did not answer, nod or shake her head.

Just quietly admiring the painting.

So peace was restored in the forest again, and it was not until a long time later that Chiron sighed softly.

"Goddess Athena, that oath..."

"Since you have seen it all, you know that it cannot be changed." Athena interrupted.

"I know." Chiron sighed, with a little sadness on his face, and asked Athena: "But I sincerely hope that it can come later that day."

"I can't guarantee this. If there is an ending suitable for that child, I can't ignore it... Since Chiron is the child's wish, why do you have to stop it again and again?"

Chiron was silent for a while, and then replied: "Because, I am his teacher."

Late at night, Athena returned to Olympus, her temple.

The eternal holy fire lights up the magnificent temple.

The busy nymph fairy maids and the gods welcomed her return, and at the same time informed her that in the hall of the temple, a distinguished adult had been waiting for her for a long time.

Athena came to the palace, and in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, she saw the god they were talking about. She saw the beautiful golden curls falling from the crown. She sat there quietly, noble and majestic.

"Hera?"

Athena looked at her in surprise and confusion.

"Why are you here?"

"Athena, where have you been?" Hera raised her eyebrows slightly, looking at Athena who had kept her waiting for so long with some displeasure, then stood up and said: "Forget it, now is not the time to talk about this.

Athena, please help me think of a trial, which is related to the throne of the Kingdom of Iolkos. "

Hearing this, Athena's face showed surprise.

So that's what happened...

"That's it, but before that, Hera, I'll show you something good!"

With that said, Athena took out the painting again and showed it to Hera and said: "Hera, look, this painting is... a tribute given to me by a child..."

Halfway through, Athena, who was still in high spirits, suddenly got stuck in her voice.

She looked at Hera who cast her gaze in front of her.

The smile on his face froze slightly.

Athena realized something was wrong. After all, this painting was promised to her!

"A child's tribute to you?"

When Hera saw the goddess of wisdom that was as dazzling as a pearl in the painting, she was surprised and said: "This child of the human world...isn't it really the Muse, the god of art?"

"No, I remember that one of them could draw such a painting. I even saw a little... divinity in this painting?!"

Hera was surprised, but she immediately became interested and said to Athena: "Which child is it? Do I know him? Why not ask him to draw one for me?"

"this......"

Athena was embarrassed.

Normally, Athena would not hesitate, but today she saw everything in her eyes, plus the prediction of Clotho, the goddess of fate.

Athena didn't need to think about it to guess how much weight the promise held in Hera's heart at this moment.

Hera was known to be jealous.

This is the first painting of Promise, and Hera is not the first god to receive tribute from the child...

Athena was not afraid, but when she thought about the hole she had dug for the child... Even Athena thought about the various troubles she had caused for Nuoyan in the past two days.

They couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.

The main thing is that it is also the child predicted by the goddess of destiny Clotho to bring her glory, and she also gave herself a tribute, so even Athena felt some conscience at this moment.

then,

"Well, this kid is a student of Chiron."

"Just go find Chiron and find out!"

And at this moment,

In the human world, in the room of promise within the kingdom.

In the room lit by candlelight, Nuo Yan silently looked at the Heroic Spirit class card in his hand, the column about the bonuses for the Heroic Spirit Legend event.

[Offered tribute to Athena, the goddess of wisdom. 】

.....Hey, can I increase my legendary status by offering tribute?

It seems that the painting I learned is not completely useless.

I have to offer tribute to all the gods!

Next time I will paint a picture for Hera!

Chapter 15 If you don't take me down the mountain, I will find them one by one!

After a sleepless night,

the next day, the sun god Helios and the night goddess Nyx alternated day and night. When the first ray of dawn light shone on Nuoyan who was sitting by the window.

He was staring at the canvas in front of him.

The canvas was white and flawless, like a newly created folder - "Painting for Hera"!

"Sure enough, yesterday was a special case." Nuoyan, who had a blank mind and no idea at all, could only put down the brush in his hand.

He sat here all night, but he was not tired at all.

The effect of the golden apple was better than Nuoyan imagined.

In fact, when Nuoyan finished the painting yesterday, he had already noticed something in his heart. It was a flash of inspiration that was hard to come by, not normal.

After all, after only meeting once, he pieced together the other person's reality in his mind, perfectly presented it in the painting, and even painted out the divinity, which was comparable to a treasure!

"Forget it, I won't paint anymore. As for tributes... next time, next time!" Nuoyan shook his head and stood up, then put away his brush.

He checked his luggage by the way.

In fact, there was nothing worth noting, except for a few scholar's clothes and the only valuable thing was another golden apple.

That was a gift from Athena when he first met Athena, and Nuoyan never ate it.

Although I was greedy all the way and curious about what it tasted like, considering that it was a treasure that could restore physical strength, I kept it until now.

However, I was fed one yesterday and found that although it tasted sweet, it was actually just a normal taste, but the effect was really good. I didn't sleep for a night and now I am full of energy.

"Well, it's good that it's not broken... But this kind of thing that belongs to the gods can't be broken."

He took out the golden apple and looked at it. After finding that it was not broken, Nuoyan put it back.

Then he sat by the window again, staring at the canvas in front of him in a daze.

But this time he was not thinking about how to paint, but while organizing his thoughts, he also thought about what to do next.

Nuoyan thought in his heart:

Jason's matter has come to an end for the time being... No, it should be said that it is officially on the right track. After all, the trial given by Hera will most likely end up with the Argo and the Golden Fleece.

Athena's oath is another happy thing, a shocking ending... Although her last speech that is comparable to a sickly love makes people very concerned.

But all in all, this is undoubtedly a good thing, at least it seems so... Then my focus next time will be on improving the quality of my heroic spirit.

Not to mention getting an S-level or a crown-level for the first time, but at least an A-level.

At worst, I have to be a B!

Thinking about it this way, I still need to participate in more legendary stories, such as the hunting of the Calydonian boar and the twelve trials of Hercules. After all, I remember that the construction of the Argo took about one or two years...

Oh, yes, and the treasure!

This is also very important, and if I remember correctly, the treasure is generally related to the content of the legend...

Okay, it's decided!

When Hera decides on the trial and Jason and others start preparing the Argo, I will run to find Hercules and others!

If you didn't take me down the mountain at the beginning, I will go to find them one by one now!

Just when Nuoyan made up his mind, he suddenly felt a slight tingling in his hand, as if something was biting him.

Subconsciously looking down, Nuoyan saw a little bird.

The bird landed on Nuoyan's leg at some point, and kept pecking at his hand to attract his attention.

After finding that Nuoyan finally looked down at him, the bird spread its wings and chirped twice, and then looked down to signal Nuoyan to look at its feet.

Then Nuoyan found a letter on the feet of this spiritual bird.

After taking the letter off and spreading it to look at the familiar handwriting on it, Nuoyan was stunned for a moment and a bitter smile appeared on his face, saying, "Finally here... OK."

With that, Nuoyan stood up and went out.

It was still early at this moment, and the dawn had just arrived, so the palace was still very deserted.

Nuoyan had a smooth journey... Although the dozing guard was still standing there, but after what happened yesterday, Nuoyan could proudly say that no one in this kingdom does not know you.

So after a while, Nuoyan walked out of the kingdom and came to the suburbs, and saw the spiritual bird again.

After the bird flew around Nuoyan's head twice, it landed on his shoulder.

It chirped and used its little head to indicate the way forward.

Seeing this, Nuoyan smiled and touched its head, followed the direction it pointed, entered the forest where few people had been, and went deeper.

Until finally, when the sun was already shining, they finally came to the beautiful forest lake that was like a mirror.

Before they arrived, Nuoyan heard the familiar and beautiful piano sound from afar.

When Nuoyan approached, he saw that the small animals in the forest who had landed to listen to the music by the lake surrounded the Centaur Sage Chiron, who was squatting and playing with his eyes closed.

Some of them landed on Chiron, and some squatted beside him.

The spiritual bird also joined in.

This scene was just like the legend that as long as he played the harp, all things would put down everything and come to listen to him.

Nuoyan did not disturb Chiron when he came here, but found a tall tree to sit under.

After waiting for a long time, Chiron finally opened his eyes and put down the silver harp in his hand.

But even so, those creatures were unwilling to leave him, until he smiled and uttered words that only gods could utter, and then all creatures left him.

Then Chiron stood up and came to Nuoyan's side, shaking his head to indicate that Nuoyan did not need to stand up.