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

But who can tell what will happen in the future? Even if the possibility is small, what if Nuoyan really meets a woman who makes him fall in love?

In that case, Hera's oath will obviously no longer be a problem.

After all, this is a marriage that all the gods have to witness, and it is the most grand and magnificent marriage in the world. How romantic it will be...

Thinking about it for a while, Nuoyan tilted his head and saw that Atalanta did not show any signs of waking up for a while, so he reached out and took out the pure white feather canvas from the sky.

Then he gently pointed at the sky, and a painting fell in front of Nuoyan.

It was the painting of Pegasus, which Nuoyan had torn into pieces when he was in the underworld, but now it is back in Nuoyan's hands.

This was the realization in Nuoyan's heart when the six paintings appeared last night.

With this brush, he can take out any painting that belongs to him.

He shook the painting and threw it aside, and then the Pegasus, who had returned to the stars, was called out by Nuoyan again.

Then he put his index finger on his lips to tell Pegasus not to speak, and then Nuoyan took out the golden lyre from the luggage he was carrying.

This was the artifact in the hands of Apollo, the god of light. Originally, it should belong to Apollo's son Orpheus, but because of the matter in the underworld, it now belongs to Nuoyan.

Nuoyan naturally still remembered the small agreement with Atalanta a few days ago, owing her a lyre and a painting.

Pegasus squatted down tactfully,

Nuoyan brewed his emotions for a while, then closed his eyes and leaned against the tree, plucking the strings of the lyre. The lingering and subtle sound of the lyre sounded, just like clear spring water flowing through, clearing the mind and body.

Under the sound of the lyre, Atalanta slept more peacefully.

It was not until a long time later that the sound of the lyre ended, and Atalanta finally woke up.

She opened her eyes and looked at Nuoyan, who was holding a lyre and smiling at her, and then looked at Pegasus who was lying on the other side.

No more words were said.

Neither of them mentioned what happened last night.

"What are you going to do next?" Atalanta asked after she stood up, tidied her appearance, and put up her messy black hair.

"Well..." Nuoyan thought about it and didn't answer immediately.

Instead, he tilted his head and looked to the other side.

I saw a person sitting on a stone nearby, a god to be precise, wearing a hat with feathers and orange hair under the hat.

It was Hermes, one of the twelve gods of Olympus and the messenger of the gods.

He had come a long time ago, and when Nuoyan was playing the harp, he came here and sat there.

And Hermes, who appeared in the eyes of Nuoyan and Atalanta at this time, had lost his usual elegance and looked tired and embarrassed.

Even his face was swollen, as if he had been chased and beaten.

Nuoyan blinked his eyes. Although he was a little curious, he naturally would not ask directly.

After all, Hermes's beating could not possibly have anything to do with Nuoyan...

"Go to Tiryns, which is not far away. The king Protoss there will receive you solemnly. You can ask him for anything. After all, you defeated the monster Chimera and solved their troubles. You deserve the corresponding reward."

"After that, you will go back to your teacher. There is someone waiting for you in Chiron, and that person is the friend you have always wanted to see the most... These are what Athena asked me to tell you."

After that, Hermes pushed the feather hat on his head lower and left.

He didn't want to stay any longer now.

It was embarrassing!

After all, who knew that Athena would really beat him when she said she would, and she didn't care about the comradeship of plucking golden apples together not long ago!

Moreover, Hermes knew that he had to hide for a while. The matter of the golden apple could not be concealed for long. Hera would soon get the news. After all, the unconscious guards in the paradise were estimated to be awake now.

Athena probably wouldn't dare to return to Olympus in the short term, let alone him.

If he couldn't beat Athena, could he beat Hermes? !

In addition to the bad things he had done all along, Hermes was very confident that as long as Hera waved her hand and said she would beat him.

Apollo and others would definitely respond immediately, pick up their weapons and chase him out!

Hermes left after he finished speaking.

Atalanta didn't even react.

It was not until he left that Atalanta looked at Nuoyan in confusion.

"He is the Lord Hermes... By the way, I didn't leave without saying goodbye in the Kingdom of Calydon. He suddenly found me and took me away!"

Although Nuoyan was planning to run away at that time, it was indeed the truth to say so.

Hearing this, Atalanta had only one thought in her mind.

Every random person around you is an incredible god!

Then the two of them simply packed up and rode Pegasus, letting Pegasus take them to the Kingdom of Tiryns mentioned by Hermes.

And this king had an extremely beautiful wife named Antea.

She was none other than the queen in mythology who fell in love with Bellerophon at first sight, but in the end, because of the unsuccessful love, she became angry and falsely accused Bellerophon of intending to force herself on her, which led to the incident of the monster Chimera.

And this time,

After receiving the oracle and waiting outside the palace early, King Protus, Queen Anthea, and many guards and courtiers watched.

The handsome and elegant Pegasus fluttered its silver-white wings and fell from the blue sky, bringing with it the hero who defeated the monster Chimera in the oracle.

When the young man with black hair and green eyes appeared in their eyes, everyone present could not help but feel a little surprised. They were surprised that the young man did not look like a hero, but looked like an elegant poet and painter. They were also surprised that the young man was like a god. Generally eye-catching.

At this moment, an old man with a white beard walked out with a cane.

He is the prophet who received the oracle in this kingdom.

He came to Tianma, bowed with great respect, and said: "Hero from Piliwen Cave, it is an honor to meet the respected and great you.

This is our great king Proteus, and our virtuous queen Anthea.

We have received an oracle from the gods and learned of the great deeds you have done. You defeated the monster Chimera that desolated the earth and saved our kingdom.

Therefore, dear hero, please stop and rest here for a while. We will express our highest gratitude and prepare the richest reward for you! "

Then, under the gaze of everyone, Atalanta grabbed Nuoyan's hand and took the fragile him off the Pegasus...

As soon as Nuoyan got off the Pegasus, Atalanta, whose senses were as sharp as a wild beast, suddenly turned her head and turned her gaze to the queen introduced by the prophet just now.

The beautiful Queen Anthea...

As if it was destined, the moment she saw the promise coming here sitting on Pegasus, this beautiful queen fell hopelessly in love with him.

Therefore, after seeing Atalanta actually able to hold Promise's hand, the look she cast was angry and jealous.

Seeing this, Atalanta frowned slightly and looked back at Nuoyan. Just when she was about to say something, she suddenly froze again.

Because Atalanta suddenly realized that she actually had no identity or qualifications to influence Nuoyan's choice in this regard...

So when Atalanta was silent, Nuoyan came in front of everyone.

With a slight smile on his face, he did not have the arrogance that most heroes show after completing their great deeds. Instead, he said calmly: "Hello, noble king, and beautiful queen..."

Although the promise was a polite compliment, the queen, who was so excited at this moment that she could only feel her heart beating, as if it was about to jump out of her chest, had already made up her mind.

She must meet Nuo Yan tonight no matter what!

"It's an honor to meet you, but...I don't need rich rewards, and I'm sorry, I can't stay here."

Upon hearing this, Atalanta couldn't help but raise her head, looking at her with a somewhat surprised look.

Nuoyan continued: "Because I still carry the oracle of the gods, and the gods guide me forward, so I cannot stop."

Upon hearing this, the crowd suddenly became commotion.

In the end, it was the older prophet who stood up and said: "But Lord Nuoyan, God has given us the oracle, so we must give you, the hero, the highest level of gratitude..."

"In that case, please help me and spread my name...I am Promise, a student of Chiron, the centaur sage, and a follower of Hera. I will become a hero and a and the dazzling stars of this era!”

Nuoyan smiled and replied to the stunned people in front of him: "This, to me, is the highest level of thank you gift and the richest reward in the world."

Listening to these words, Atalanta couldn't help but suddenly remembered what happened back then.

Those bandits, as well as the river god who captured Pegasus later, and even when they were in the Kingdom of Calydon, all promised to seek this reward.

It really hasn’t changed at all.

When Atalanta thought of this, she couldn't help but smile slightly,

etc!

I remember at this time, he seemed to...

"Oh, by the way, the name of the person next to me is Atalanta. She is a believer of Artemis, the moon god. She is just like me, she is..."

Before the promise was finished, Atalanta, who finally woke up in the next second, suddenly stepped forward and covered the promise's mouth.

Unfortunately, it was still too late.

Everyone knew the name of Promise, and the name of Atalanta.

So the legendary story of conquering the monster Chimera began, and the legendary two people.

He is a handsome and dazzling young man just like Apollo, the god of light.

She is a beautiful and pure woman just like the moon goddess Artemis.

And when Nuoyan was about to leave, the beautiful queen finally couldn't help but stand up, came to Nuoyan, and begged him, hoping to keep Nuoyan.

But Nuoyan didn't even look at her. After a tactful rejection, he returned to Pegasus. Then Pegasus spread its wings and flew into the blue sky again under everyone's attention.

"Isn't that queen beautiful?"

Pegasus looked at the smaller and smaller crowd below.

And the queen who has been looking at this place from afar until now, her eyes bewildered.

Atalanta couldn't help but say to Promise.

"Ah?" Nuoyan tilted his head, looked at Atalanta with some confusion, and said, "She's so beautiful that she's really beautiful. That king looks so old, but I didn't expect him to be quite blessed... But this doesn't matter to me. What does it matter?"

Atalanta looked at the confused look of Promise in front of her.

He shook his head and said, "It's okay."

Hearing this, Nuoyan couldn't help but tilted his head when he saw the smile that appeared on Atalanta's face inadvertently.

Tianma sees all this,

At the same time, feeling the gaze of a familiar goddess in the distance, I couldn't help but shake my head.

Poor girl, good luck!

Atalanta, she was one of the two people who had the honor to be present and witness last night.

Oh, by the way, speaking of that other person.

At this time, the underworld.

Within the age of the gods Hecate.

Medea, who was wearing a light purple magic dress, looked at the teacher beside her who was playing with her familiar, the underworld butterfly.

Finally, he couldn't help it anymore and asked in a low voice: "Teacher Hecate, didn't you say that you want Noyan to take me to see Aunt Circe?"

When Hecate heard this, she glanced at her lovely student with her beautiful red eyes, rolled her eyes, and said faintly: "Why, are you so eager to leave me?"

"No, of course not Teacher Hecate, I, I just, just..."

As she spoke, Medea's face turned red.

Seeing this, Hecate became even more angry and said: "I said, your soul was really seduced away by that troublesome guy all at once, can't you resist a little bit?"

"Teacher, what are you talking about so that you didn't get seduced!" Medea retorted loudly while recalling everything she saw yesterday.

"I just think that he... is a really great person."

"Awesome? Isn't it troublesome... And he said he hasn't been hooked. Why don't I turn a mirror into a mirror for you so you can take a good look at yourself?"

Medea was speechless, then simply turned her head and ignored her teacher.

Before coming, Medea had always admired Hecate. After all, her family had always told her how mysterious, beautiful and great the goddess Hecate was.

Even his aunt Circe said so.