Trash Talk Was Also an Essential Skill for Heroes

That night, outside the Peleon Cave, the burning campfire illuminated the only light in the starry night.

Heracles awoke gently in the evening breeze, and before him lay a full moon in the deep night sky, the 'eye' of Artemis, Goddess of the Moon, gazing upon the world, and countless twinkling stars.

He exhaled, and before he could fully clear his mind, he caught sight of a figure in a linen robe with a pale face.

Heracles jolted awake and sat bolt upright. His first instinct was to cover his ears to avoid being sprayed.

"Hmph, so cowardly, yet you dare to call yourself a hero?" Seeing this, Rovi couldn't help but laugh.

"Well... Rovi-senpai, please restrain yourself a little." Chiron, standing beside him, advised with a wry smile, somewhat helpless towards this willful and reckless sage.

Several hours had passed since the 'battle' that took place in the forest outside the mountains. Chiron could not refuse Rovi's 'request', so it was only natural that he would appear here.

As for the centaurs, due to Chiron's pleas, Rovi did not kill them, but instead used his ability to imprison them for a period of time.

However, it was only after this short period of time that Chiron saw through the ways of this wise man—he was indeed quite intelligent, able to see the weaknesses in people's hearts at a glance, and then... criticize him.

"Chiron, I told you, don't be too lenient with your students. Short-term tolerance might make them stronger, but long-term tolerance will only make them weak!" Rovi shook the barrel in his hand, downed the distinctively Greek purplish-red wine in one gulp, and made a cheerful sound.

"Yes, yes, yes, okay, okay..." That was all Chiron could say.

He was certainly aware of this, but as a teacher, he could not suppress his heart's desire to be tolerant of students.

"You—" Rovi shook his head. He knew that Chiron would also die because of this in the future, but he couldn't say anything now.

After all, he came here to learn, not to teach.

So he set his sights on Heracles, who was trying to make himself as inconspicuous as possible.

"Trying to run away, future hero!"

"No, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!" Heracles had just lifted his leg, quickly turned around.

He is not afraid of fighting, and even if he loses, he will accept it wholeheartedly.

He really didn't want to be scolded.

"A hero isn't just someone with formidable fighting prowess," Rovi laughed. "Would you like to know what the more important factor in becoming a hero is?"

Heracles could no longer ignore Rovi.

He wanted to become a hero.

As the son of the god-king Heracles, his birth was not exactly honorable.

He was the offspring of King of Gods Zeus, who had an affair with a woman. Upon birth, he was hated by Hera, Queen of Heaven, the queen of the gods, and even more so by his adoptive father.

Despite being accused of infidelity and living under the scorn of others, Heracles did not give up on himself. Instead, he developed a desire to never see anyone like himself again.

That's why I'm here, receiving guidance from Chiron to become a 'hero'.

"I want to know." The demigod took a deep breath, suppressing his fear, and slowly approached Rovi, who was sitting by the campfire.

He was cautious and anxious, but only felt relieved after realizing that Rovi didn't intend to criticize him...

"Scared? Scared? Scared? Scared? Scared what?!" Rovi's words instantly scared away Heracles' three souls, who was barely held back from running away.

"Sit down."

Heracles composed himself and sat down obediently.

The shadow in front of the door was quite intense.

"Let me tell you, to become a hero, you not only need outstanding fighting skills, but also outstanding eloquence—like mine."

Really?

Heracles looked at Rovi, who had a serious expression on his face, with some suspicion.

"Cough cough cough—" Chiron over there spat out the wine he had just swallowed, spraying it all over the ground.

"If you don't believe me, ask him." Rovi pointed to Chiron.

Chiron smiled.

Can I deny it? Do I dare... This is the true patriarch.

Chiron, who respected his teachers, would never do such a thing.

"Still don't believe me?" Seeing Heracles's still unconvinced expression, Rovi laughed again. "Think about it, as a hero, should you save people or kill them?"

There was no response, but Rovi received a reply from Heracles ' eyes.

Of course, it's to save people.

Heracles was clearly different from those reckless Greek heroes.

"So, do more people die by fighting or by not fighting?"

Of course... I won't take any action.

How can we prevent people from taking action?

Speak with your mouth open.

Heracles' eyes lit up.

"That's right, it's all about talking," Rovi clapped his hands in admiration, "Talk and curse with your mouth, and you can subdue the enemy without a fight!"

What a brilliant strategy of subduing the enemy without a fight... Chiron sat up straight instantly, his wisdom allowing him to grasp the profound meaning behind those words.

Xianzi was also teaching himself!

"So now tell me—fuck him."

Rovi opened his mouth.

"..."

Foreword retracted.

Chiron believed that the wise man was simply playing Heracles fool.

In fact, it is not simply.

Rovi was urging Heracles to grow his power.

Even the young Heracles could not fully control the influence of the divinity within him, and he himself was afraid of the existence of this bloodline.

Because of fear, there is rejection; because of incompatibility, there is madness.

Now, Rovi wants to teach him to be unrestrained, to face his own power, and to control it.

He wanted to accelerate his growth to attract the attention of the gods who were watching Heracles —so that the gods would have to use various means to distract him.

Yes, Rovi had long ago noticed that Heracles possessed Divine Favor.

As the most famous hero of Greece, Heracles has always been the embodiment of the hopes of the gods.

Its growth trajectory should be as the gods expect.

No mistakes are allowed.

It is a pity that Heracles did not learn to be unrestrained as he had hoped, because of his integrity, he was not easily influenced by others in a short period of time.

Luo Rovi's approach quickly yielded results.

Queen of Heaven.

Chiron, who had been away for half a day, brought him news. "Rovi-senpai, if you want to become a hero, you must first pass the trials of the gods and gain their approval."

"Now, the council of the gods on Mount Olympus has been temporarily suspended, and some gods have begun to return to the ground."

"I think this is an opportunity."

This is certainly an opportunity.

A fantastic, amazing opportunity!

You see, Rovi had been racking his brains trying to figure out how to directly provoke the gods!

In the Age of Gods, what safer path to death is there than provoking the gods?