May You One Day Find Your Own Home

"Cough cough cough..." After a cloud of dust, the mountain tilted and crashed to the ground, a huge roar that shook all directions, but fortunately it did not cause too much of a disturbance.

Rovi clapped his hands, looked at the coughing, disheveled figure in front of him, and couldn't help but smile.

"Finally come out, huh? Mr. Shen Ai, all sneaky and furtive?"

Stunned by the sudden impact of the mountain, Hermes, jolted from his concealed state, suppressed a cough, looked up, and then smiled, "Ah ha, good morning, young stranger. Congratulations on finding the greatest god, Hermes..."

Regardless, Hermes was a messenger of the gods, and although it was unexpected, he could still handle the situation...

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Rovi raised his hand, and the mountainside tilted sharply again, as if it might rise up again at any moment.

Hermes: "..."

You should definitely play the role of God.

Can't I just lie down?!

"Still unfamiliar?" Rovi raised an eyebrow.

"Not unfamiliar, not unfamiliar." Hermes was on the verge of tears. "Sage Rovi, my admiration for you is like the endless seawater of the Aegean Sea, no matter how much I pour it out, it will never be clean..."

"Alright, get up!" Rovi's expression remained unchanged.

This made Hermes feel quite amazed – as the god of wit, Hermes was the originator of deception. Before this, anyone who received such words from him would inevitably become excited and smug, even if their calm personality did not show it, such joy was unavoidable.

However, Rovi did not.

Is this the mindset of a sage...?

"All things in heaven and earth are in my eyes, I can see through all knowledge... Do I need you to tell me how great I am?"

That was too hasty.

It turns out that it wasn't that the other person had a calm personality; it was simply that Hermes' praise wasn't enough.

Hermes fell into deep thought.

This is also what Rovi wanted.

It brought the gods the first seal of 'madness'.

I have to say, Gilgamesh's template is really awesome... Looking at it this way, that guy is still a bit of a jerk. When you encounter a jerk, you should be a little gentler with your insults!

"Well then, let's get down to business, Hermes," Rovi said seriously after gesturing for Hermes to rise.

Serious business?

Hermes was taken aback.

What important business is it?

He was momentarily stunned, and it wasn't until Rovi raised his hand again and it slammed back into the ground, causing the mountain to shake violently, that Hermes quickly came to his senses.

"Well, actually, the reason I brought you here was my father, the King of Gods Zeus!" he quickly said, instantly revealing the Greek god-king's true identity. "He instructed me to always guard Heracles ' side, and until Heracles grows up, not to let any suspicious person approach!"

"In Zeus's prophecy, Heracles will be the key to the future survival of Greece!"

Just as Rovi had guessed.

In some ways, Heracles and Gilgamesh of Mesopotamia are similar; they were both chosen by the gods as ' Child of Fate,' born with countless hopes placed upon them.

The difference is that Gilgamesh chose to rebel when he was in danger, while Heracles, as the gods wished, embarked on the path known as the path of a hero.

But they all steadfastly walked the path they had chosen, never retreating.

"A prophecy?" Rovi scoffed. "The future is endless; how much can you possibly predict?"

"I can't guess, but I have to try. Where there's a will, there's a way, isn't there?" Hermes spread his arms wide. "Alright, I've told you what you wanted to know. Now, it's my turn to ask—"

What kind of blessing do you desire?

Those who pass the divine trials will naturally receive divine protection.

This is also the original reason why the mystery flowed into humankind.

Originally, ' Magecraft ' and ' True Magic ' evolved from the blessings bestowed upon us by the Subordinate God.

Rovi didn't really care.

As the ' Primordial Child ' yet possessing a human body, this protection is merely icing on the cake.

"I am Hermes, the guide of the gods, the messenger of the gods, the God of Games and Competition, and the guide of spirits..."

"I will grant you three kinds of protection."

In the name of Hermes—

May you never lose your way on earth.

May you always be blessed with good fortune in games and competitions.

At this point, the god Hermes paused suddenly, then spoke in a slightly amused tone, "Finally..."

"O you who drift with the tide of time, may you sway in the wind and eventually find your final resting place."

Hermes bowed slightly to Rovi, then spun around and disappeared from the spot.

He came and went as he pleased, and this time Rovi did not stop him.

A place to call home.

Rovi stood there stunned for a long time before finally smiling.

This... seems pretty good?

Of course, the so-called protection was not important to Rovi. What was more important was that he gained his first bond with the god through this.

Now that the path has been opened, the next steps will be much easier to follow.

"What do you say, Pallas? No, you should be called Goddess Athena."

The leaves rustled in the wind, her long, silver hair flowed down, her plain, cloud-like skirt bloomed like a flower, and her legs, slightly exposed, revealed a tooth-like hue.

The newcomer tossed his long hair, staring intently at the figure before him, his crimson lips slightly upturned. "As expected, I couldn't hide it from you, Sage Mister from another land."

"Heracles." In the Peleon Cave, Chiron, who had been meditating, opened his eyes.

Beside him, the tall and muscular young man immediately responded, "Teacher, I'm here."

"You've been studying with me for three years now, haven't you?" Chiron asked earnestly.

"Yes," Heracles replied respectfully.

"In three short years, you have learned all the martial arts I know from me, and you now possess the power to become a hero—"

"But do you know what you're still missing?"

"Lacking... well, lacking the ability to use the language to deal with the enemy?"

Hmm... For example, Heracles still couldn't bring himself to say the phrase 'Nima wa'.

Chiron's lips twitched slightly.

Oh no, I've been completely corrupted...

To make matters worse, he didn't know how to dissuade him.

"Cough cough cough, that's your ancestor's skill, don't force it."

Chiron is of the true color.

"So, I need to find a more suitable language? I'm at a loss—"

No, no, no, you're not at all!

Chiron thought for a moment, then skipped over the topic. "In short, you are still lacking the essential experience of a hero. Now, you should leave here and go out to travel."

I believe—

"Heracles, one day your name will resound throughout the earth."

"Yes, just like the founder, right?"

Can you please not mention him?