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

"I understand." Medea nodded, and said to Nuoyan with a look of sympathy: "Teacher is indeed like this!"

"You two guys, am I too gentle to you!"

Then there were two more light sounds, and Medea, who was shocked, finally understood why Nuoyan's reaction was so big.

This was a critical hit, but it was not even a minor injury.

Then Hecate left in a bad mood, and Nuoyan took back the painting.

Looking at Medea rubbing her eyes and head,

After thinking for a while, he asked: "Medea, do you want a painting?"

When he said this, Nuoyan suddenly remembered that he had promised Atalanta a painting, but now he has not finished it.

Originally, he said that he would complete the agreement after returning to the Pyriwen Cave, but he received the oracle of Artemis halfway, and now there is no news, and he doesn't know what happened.

When Medea heard this, her face was happy and she was about to agree, but suddenly she thought of something.

When they first met, Nuoyan mentioned the Golden Fleece to Medea.

So after thinking about it, he carefully said to Nuoyan: "Can the painting be postponed a little?"

Nuoyan was stunned when he heard it, and looked at Medea in front of him, and instantly guessed what she was thinking... After all, Medea at this time was not the witch who betrayed in the future, and her face could not pretend to be upset.

So after laughing, Nuoyan naturally agreed.

"Goddess Hecate, can I draw a picture for you!"

Then Nuoyan stood up and said loudly to Hecate who was leaving.

Hearing this, Hecate ran faster and said: "I don't want to, you want me to work for you, no way!"

In a blink of an eye,

Three days later.

Nuoyan completed the carving of Clotho, the goddess of fate, in a separate room here.

In the back hall, Hecate, who was playing with her servant, Hades Butterfly, when she saw Nuoyan coming and handing her the finished product, she couldn't help but look at Nuoyan and said, "I thought the gift you gave to the goddess of fate was your own statue."

"How could Goddess Clotho like my statue? And you see how cute she is!" Nuoyan proudly raised the statue in his hand.

He restored Clotho one-to-one, and even carved the crystal ball he was holding.

"Goddess Hecate, please."

Hearing this, Hecate took the statue and reached out to touch the sculpture.

Then he saw that the wood sculpture was dyed with color and became lifelike, as if it was really a little Clotho, who could stand up and speak at any time.

Nuoyan stared at the little doll in front of him, then looked up at Hecate in surprise and said, "Goddess Hecate, you are really amazing. Just this simple moment, I feel like she is alive!"

Hecate didn't say a word when she heard this, and even turned her head away.

Alive, that's right.

Although you haven't mastered the technique yet, you used Hera's golden apple tree to make a statue, how could it not come alive!

Hecate was not painting the doll at all, but removing the shielding magic on the doll, so that the goddess could notice it.

This temple has actually been protected by magic to prevent a certain god from being able to notice her here.

Therefore, when Hecate lifted the restrictions on the doll and even notified the goddess.

In fact, at this moment, the little doll has come alive.

Then, when Hecate was thinking about whether to tell Nuoyan about this, or wait for her to take the initiative to say it...

"What are you doing?" Hecate's red eyes looked at Nuoyan who was playing with the doll in front of her speechlessly.

Nuoyan was curiously poking the face of the Clotho puppet.

"Goddess Hecate is so amazing. It even has the texture of skin. It's so soft. You are worthy of it, Goddess Hecate!"

While praising Hecate, Nuoyan played with it more vigorously.

He put the puppet in his hand, touched it here and pinched it there, and didn't notice Hecate's increasingly weird look.

At this moment, in the ancient Temple of Destiny.

The second sister Lachesis was looking at Clotho in confusion, because she suddenly found that her sister was trembling all over and even clenched her fists...

Hecate blinked and didn't say anything. The main reason was that Clotho didn't say anything. What else could she say, not to mention that this matter was so interesting.

Until later, Nuoyan became more and more excessive, even lifting Clotho up and preparing to look below, Hecate finally couldn't help it and slapped Nuoyan on the head.

"What are you doing in front of a goddess!"

Nuoyan came back to his senses, smiled at Hecate, and looked at the puppet in front of him with doubt.

He always felt that he seemed to see her wave her fist just now, and although it was a puppet, Nuoyan felt that she seemed very angry.

"Well, no matter how you look at it, the goddess Clotho is really cute, but... why do I always feel that something is missing."

Then Nuoyan stared at Clotho seriously for a while, and suddenly muttered so.

Hearing this, Hecate couldn't help but glance at her.

I found that her anger was extinguished in an instant...

It's really easy to deal with, I won't be so easy to coax!

Hecate pouted,

"Goddess Hecate, can you take me to the Temple of Destiny?" Then she looked up at Nuoyan who was looking at her, and said again: "I want to give this gift to her now!"

You really think I am omnipotent.

Hecate wanted to roll her eyes at Nuoyan, but she looked at Clotho again, knowing that she was listening to everything, and nodded.

So Hecate pretended to cast a magic spell, making Nuoyan close her eyes, which was actually taking over the fallen thread of destiny, and letting Nuoyan go to the Temple of Destiny as usual.

So in the ancient temple woven by all the destinies in the world.

When Nuoyan just came here and opened his eyes and sat up.

He was greeted by Clotho, who was kneeling beside him and had been waiting for a long time, and hit the crystal ball hard!

The ashamed Clotho really used some strength this time, so Nuoyan fainted abnormally.

......

......

After a while,

In the Temple of Destiny

Nuoyan woke up on the lap of his sickly second sister Lachesis.

On the side, Clotho, a petite goddess wearing an ancient Athenian white robe with some white hair falling from it, turned her back to Nuoyan.

Holding the crystal ball, she looked like she didn't want to talk to him.

"Did you do anything?" Lachesis coughed lightly and looked at Clotho, then looked at Nuoyan who got up from her body with a confused face, very curious.

After all, they discussed it for so long that time, and even held Nuoyan down, Clotho didn't even want to hit him hard...

"I don't know!" Nuoyan said blankly.

Then he looked at Clotho and said, "That... Goddess Clotho?"

Clotho turned her head away, indicating that she didn't want to pay attention to Nuoyan.

Just when Nuoyan felt a little overwhelmed.

"What is this?" Lachesis picked up the little Clotho that fell to the side.

"That's the gift I prepared for the goddess Clotho." Nuoyan paused and continued, "And it was carved from the trunk of the golden apple tree!"

Speaking of this, Nuoyan couldn't help but look at Clotho again, hoping that she would be happy... Although he still didn't understand why she was suddenly angry.

But isn't it rare for Clotho to be angry?

Think about it carefully, when he met her, she was mostly angry.

So Nuoyan has gotten used to it.

And because he kept his eyes on Clotho, Nuoyan didn't notice the strange expression of Lachesis beside him.

Lachesis looked at Clotho, and then at the puppet in his hand.

Reached out and gently scratched the little foot.

Then immediately saw Clotho trembled all over and turned around angrily.

Seeing this, Lachesis finally reacted and almost couldn't help laughing out loud, if she hadn't seen her shy sister holding up the crystal ball, ready to smash it at any time.

Then, thinking of Clotho's strange behavior not long ago, Lachesis glanced at Nuoyan and suddenly wondered if she should give this guy a kick.

"Since it's a gift for my sister, why don't you carve yourself and give it to my sister?"

Nuoyan looked at Lachesis in confusion, not knowing why she asked the same question as Hecate.

"Because the goddess Clotho is very cute, and... I don't know why, I think it is the best gift to be presented to the goddess Clotho." Nuoyan replied.

That day, a sudden inspiration flashed through her mind and told Nuoyan about this.

Cute?

Lachesis looked at the doll in her hand and immediately nodded in understanding.

But the best gift is not, you should carve yourself.

Just as Lachesis was thinking this.

"Speaking of which, I always felt like something was missing before I came here." Nuoyan said this and took Clotho back from Lachesis.

And reached out and touched it by himself.

So Lachesis saw Kloto, whose expression changed again and again, turned around with a dark face and walked towards Nuoyan with gritted teeth.

Scared, Lachesis hurriedly got up and left this place,

standing aside with her eldest sister who had not spoken all the time, and began to watch the show.

"I bet that Nuoyan will definitely be beaten by her sister this time!" Lachesis said happily to her eldest sister Atropos.

This is the resentment from the overtime workers!

"I don't think so." Atropos replied without any emotion.

Hearing this, Lachesis was stunned, looked at her in confusion, and said, "Why?"

"Because my sister will definitely be reluctant in the end... She is not unhappy, she is just shy." Atropos said lightly.

After hearing this, Lachesis was silent, and quietly moved away from Atropos.

After all, seeing and saying are two different things.

Then, when Kloto came to Nuoyan, biting his lips lightly, preparing to do something.

"Ah, I understand!"

Nuoyan said so, took out the pure white feather paintbrush from her body, and fell on the eyes of the little Clotho puppet in her hand.

Then the sky-blue eyes, like the sky, embellished her body.

Then, the puppet subconsciously blinked... So Clotho was stunned, and Lachesis and Atropos beside him were also stunned.

Clotho saw Nuoyan... Although she could actually see him all the time.

She looked into the future, and she was always looking at the future Nuoyan.

But at this moment, she who had been cursed, saw the present.

And this is undoubtedly the gift that Nuoyan really gave to Clotho.

The trunk of the golden apple contains the breath of life, which can bear a god, and the brush of the sky lights up her eyes.

So they finally understood why Nuoyan said that this was the most suitable gift for Clotho... Even if he himself did not realize the real reason now.

But he still found the best gift for her from the world.

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PS: I laughed to death, and almost died today.