Type-Moon Simulation: Conquering Greek Goddesses from the Start!

"You know, don't you... The only reason you can maintain your sanity is because you took back my blood... If you put the blood back..."

"I don't care about that! I only want you! I only want you to live..."

Medusa sobbed uncontrollably while holding Moran.

Her dignified face was already wet with tears.

"...Don't be so willful... I'm just a mortal... Really... I'm content with this life... Though there are still many things... I didn't get to do..."

Moran felt no fear of his approaching death.

He gazed at Medusa tenderly.

"Twenty-five years... Medea and Atalanta... They must be so angry with me... But... even so... I still want to save you..."

Moran offered the magic disk.

As a goddess, Medusa could sense and understand the purpose of the magic inscribed in its deepest layers.

It wasn't as if he hadn't accomplished anything.

"At least... it can prevent you from being consumed by your demonic nature... I wanted to make it better... but there was too little time..."

Moran had been learning magic from Medea.

He had also been researching with her, using his own blood as a base, searching for any method to suppress Gorgon's demonic nature.

This was merely an incomplete product.

However, it could still barely function.

"But you will..."

"To stop you from falling, the price is my life.

There might be other costs I'm unaware of, but as it stands, this is the only method I can offer..."

"Why...! I just wanted to live a normal life with you, Moran, and my sisters on the island...!"

Medusa lowered her head, gritting her teeth in regret.

She acted like a spoiled, willful child.

Hating the demonic blood flowing within her, hating the humans who came to the island seeking to achieve greatness.

Footsteps approached from not far away.

"Rushing to your death with such arrogance... truly reckless... when you're nothing more than a toy I picked up..."

"Exactly! I've never met such an unreasonable, illogical idiot like you...!"

Stheno and Euryale also arrived.

Although their words were still somewhat harsh, their beautiful eyes couldn't hide the surging sorrow within them.

Seeing her sisters acting so uncharacteristically, Moran wished they could be their usual selves even more.

His vision blurred as he gazed at the cold, beautiful face before him, consumed by grief.

The full moon hanging in the sky was as lonely and clear as it had been over a decade ago.

Back then, Medusa, sitting among the trees, had turned her head, offering a reassuring smile as she extended her hand to him.

It was unbelievable, as if he had returned to the past.

"Medusa, that sad expression doesn't suit you. I prefer seeing you smile... In my eyes... you were never a monster..."

Moran raised his hand and wiped the tears from her cheeks.

His body temperature was terrifyingly cold.

"Stheno... Euryale... that sad look doesn't suit you either... It's okay to be harsh..."

"...I'm not!"

Stheno turned her head away, unable to continue looking.

She feared she wouldn't be able to maintain her facade.

"If only... I could continue living a carefree life with you all on the island... just like before..."

"Who are you calling harsh! If anything, you're the one—"

"..."

Euryale's choked words abruptly stopped.

She seemed to have realized something.

Stheno fought to keep the overwhelming sorrow at bay.

Medusa, still holding Moran, could no longer suppress her emotions, and crystal tears streamed down her face.

The tears dripped onto his cold, lifeless face.

No breath, no reply, no movement.

It was a rather peaceful death.

Moran was like a knight watching over the Gorgon Sisters in their final moments.

His soul was no longer here.

What remained was merely a corpse, possessing a divine-demonic bloodline, once the famous Argo Hero of Greece.

ps: The simulation has ended. Death came so suddenly. The protagonist gave his all to achieve his goal, and he proceeded cautiously, using his greatest strength to avoid failure.

But, the first time often ends in failure.

It is precisely because of failure that success becomes sweeter.

Everyone, please look forward to the next simulation.

After this, I will be detailing the events that occurred in the modern world after the simulation. Of course, this part will not be too long either.

This is also the sixth update, so everyone should definitely give some flowers and monthly tickets to liven things up, many hands make light work~!

Chapter Twenty-Two: Simulation Ends, Skills Locked [Seeking Flowers! Seeking Monthly Tickets!]

[The Lament of the Beast Goddess echoed throughout the entire sea region]

[The new king of Iolcus and the heroes investigated this matter, dispelling past rumors with their prestige and achievements]

[Many people did not understand the full story]

[However, the outcome could still be known]

[A hero once offered his life for the woman he loved most]

[The woman, unwilling to let him down, chose to accept everything from him, accompanying him into eternal slumber]

[The man made the choice to hand over his future]

[He didn't give up until the very last moment]

[Just as he yearned for her happiness, the woman also wished for the man to find happiness even after death]

[Now, this story has been passed down]

[Your tragic story and hers spread throughout Greece, with countless men and women regarding it as a symbol of love, and the nameless island where the story originated gradually became revered as a sacred site for lovers to make vows]

[Greek Heroic Myths—]

[Simulation Ended]

His consciousness felt as if it were immersed in a dark ocean.

Until he saw a faint light pierce the darkness and approach him. The moment he tried to reach out and grasp it.

His senses were gradually restored.

Moran knew he had exited the simulation.

Memories spanning twenty-six years flashed through his mind, and an extremely complex emotion surged in his chest.

As a hero, he had defeated the Gorgon.

As a man, he had lost to love.

"Hah, no matter what, this is my life..."

Moran quickly processed the twenty-six years of memories.

The intense emotions made his expression complicated.

Next, the simulator's option bar floated before him, displaying the summary of this simulation.

[Greek Heroic Myths]

[Simulation Evaluation: A-Rank]

[The simulation evaluation rank primarily refers to the host's achievements, happiness, and satisfaction. Although you were very satisfied with this life, there were still regrets related to Medea, Atalanta, and others that were not resolved]

[Through the next simulation, rectify all regrets]

[This is the very meaning of this simulator's existence]

[As the comprehensive evaluation reached A-Rank, congratulations on the increase of one skill slot for the host. You can now lock three abilities and bring them into reality]

"Three... it was originally two?"

Moran mused, stroking his chin.

During the first simulation, he could bring three skills into the simulation, with two of them being fixed slots.

The extra one was a simulation slot.

Only skills in the fixed slots could be brought into reality.

"What is the method for increasing a fixed slot?"

Moran asked the crucial question.

The importance of the simulation slot was definitely lower than the fixed slots.

Understanding this issue was the most important thing.

[Upon the conclusion of each simulation, the simulator will assign a score to the host based on their performance in that simulation. Rank A and EX can each grant an additional slot. Each instance only offers two opportunities to obtain fixed slots as rewards.]

[Scoring System: E, D, C, B, A, EX]

This shows it's still very simple and easy to understand.

The Greek Hero Myth instance has already received an A-rank evaluation, leaving it with one more opportunity to gain a fixed slot.

Soon, another window popped up from the simulator.

[Skills learned in this simulation: The Ownership of the Golden Fleece, Petrifying Magic Eye, Divinity, Favor of the Goddess, Blessing of the Great Sea, Demonic Bloodline, High-Speed Divine Words, Magic Resistance...]

A string of skills and talents were listed in the blue box.

These were learned by Moran during this Age of Gods simulation in Greece.

Moran found the list dizzying.

He had tried many methods to resolve the issue with the Gorgon Sisters, learning many peculiar things.

He made progress in both magecraft and martial arts.

[The simulator will randomly select seven talents and skills from this list. The host can choose to fix three of them daily.]

[Please note, you can only fix your choices once per day.]

[Fixed talents can be changed on the day the count refreshes. Please choose and retain them carefully. If no talents are fixed on a given day, the number of fixed slots will be reset, and they cannot be retained.]

"So that's how it works... What a shame..."

Moran said with a hint of regret.

Skill selection is only possible after the simulation concludes, and there's only one simulation attempt per day.

It seems completely locked in.

His consciousness returned from the simulator to the student dormitory.