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

"Yes, yes, yes, my goddess,"

"Hmph, the only man who dares to be so perfunctory and disrespectful to a goddess like you... it seems I need to punish you further~"

"What punishment... isn't that just you unilaterally wanting to..."

There was no opportunity for him to say anything more.

The goddess's tsundere and willful nature was at its absolute max.

[They cherish their daily lives more than anyone else]

[Your feelings for each other exceed ordinary familial affection. If possible, the three sisters wish to live peacefully with you on the island forever]

[However, the problems that should exist still exist]

[You are once again faced with the choice of whether to leave the island]

[This time, you have a preconceived plan. You did not choose to leave the Invisible Island as you did in the first playthrough]

[You chose to remain on the island]

[As time passed, by the time you were sixteen, you had become so handsome that onlookers were mesmerized]

[Your jet-black hair gently swayed and rippled in the sea breeze, your nose bridge was high, your breathing even, and your thick eyelashes were like black butterfly wings]

[Your lips, thin and tinged with cherry blossom hues, were soft and possessed an amber luster]

[Even heroes who came to the island to hunt monsters would fall into a daze at your exquisite and handsome face]

[Your appearance not only captivated those who arrived]

[Your mastery of martial arts made the heroes feel ashamed; not a single one of them had the strength to defeat you]

[You did not kill any heroes you could befriend]

[Instead, you chose to use kindness and benevolence as your weapons]

[Most heroes were won over by your heroic charm, and their views on the Invisible Island changed greatly]

[Many heroes left the Invisible Island and returned to their hometowns]

[They spread the stories from the Invisible Island, and people came to know of such a hero of peerless beauty]

[A hero who had never been defeated, most people who fought him ended up becoming friends rather than enemies, earning everyone's admiration]

[Gradually, the rumors about the Invisible Island faded, and people began to focus on this legendary warrior and hero]

"Hah!"

The man raised his sword and slashed through the air.

The clash of steel sent hot sparks flying.

One of the swords was knocked into the air.

This battle, once again, ended with Moran's victory. And the identity of the person who had landed on the island this time was also unusual.

"You're amazing! Your strength is so great! Why do you stay on an island like this! A hero-warrior like you! Should be flourishing by my side!"

Jason immediately made an offer to recruit him.

He, too, was a hero drawn by the legend.

The first time he saw Moran.

He decisively proposed a hearty fight.

As a result, he lost without any suspense.

Even Jason himself found it strange.

He had never met Moran before, nor had he fought him. Yet, he felt a strange sense of déjà vu.

It was as if the two of them had known each other long ago. He thought the feeling was too absurd and didn't voice it.

He just felt a sense of inexplicable nostalgia.

It was like a friend he had parted ways with long ago, and he hadn't been able to see them again even after achieving success.

He had conquered kingdoms, but his confidant hadn't witnessed it.

His friend had died just before his victory.

ps: The protagonist's previous simulations were of a nature similar to a 'what if' scenario, hence the sense of déjà vu.

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Chapter 37: Begging the Mother Goddess for Her Love [Seeking Flowers! Seeking Monthly Votes!]

'Strange, why do I have this impression? I don't think I've become a king yet, nor have I met such a friend...'

Jason felt a sense of loss in his heart.

He had never encountered such an abnormal situation before.

He could never forget that ambiguous feeling.

Moran noticed Jason's gaze and said seriously, "I know I'm handsome, but don't look at me like that. I'm not into men. I like women."

"Get lost! I like women too!"

"If you say so."

Jason immediately retorted.

The atmosphere as they bickered felt completely natural.

If there were any bystanders, they would surely think the two were close friends who had known each other for many years.

"Enough of this idle talk. I really can't shake the feeling, have we met somewhere before?"

Jason couldn't help but ask.

The strange feeling in his heart was too bothersome.

He felt uneasy if he didn't voice it.

"If you had met someone like me before, do you think you wouldn't remember?"

"I definitely would remember! Your face is even prettier than a woman's! How could anyone forget that!"

Jason immediately felt he had asked a pointless question.

If he had really met Moran before, he absolutely wouldn't have forgotten the experience.

"Forget it, forget it, this is driving me crazy. Anyway, you've fought me, do you have any plans to leave this island? I promise, if you come with me, you'll become an unparalleled great hero! Only I can bring out your talent!"

Jason patted his chest and made a sincere invitation.

Moran couldn't help but chuckle.

During the last simulation, Jason had also invited the crew of the Argo in the same way.

"I refuse."

"Eh! Why!?"

Jason's imposing aura, which had been building up.

Collapsed like a mountain crumbling.

The reason was quite simple. Moran looked at Euryale and Stheno, who were teasing Medusa not far away.

The focus of his simulation this time was not on heroes.

Instead, it was to choose this homeland.

"I believe you can become a king in the future. Even without my help, you can."

"...Eh?"

Jason was taken aback.

It was the first time anyone had spoken to him like that.

Looking at Moran's retreating back as he walked away, his words carried a full measure of trust.

There was no basis for it at all.

Yet, it inexplicably made him feel at ease.

At the end of the last simulation, Moran had learned from the simulator's information that Jason eventually regained his throne.

Not only that, but he had also kept his promise.

He spread the tragic story of Moran and Medusa throughout Greece, thereby shattering the rumors once woven by the gods.

"What a jerk, doing whatever he wants again. Wait, why did I say 'again'?"

Jason shook his head, unable to understand.

Several very blurry images flashed through his mind.

On a luxurious grand ship, he was drinking and feasting with a group of heroes, and the figure of one hero was particularly familiar.

The scene evoked a sense of nostalgia.

A warm current surged within him.

"Tsk, this is too strange. If this keeps up, I'll start suspecting I've been cursed. I should find Asclepius later... He's always had a way with these difficult ailments..."

Jason stopped dwelling on the strange feeling.

He turned and walked in the direction of the island's exit.

Along the way, Jason saw many people on the island.

It wasn't just heroes who had come here; even some civilians had come to this Invisible Island by reputation.

He had a premonition.

This island would become extraordinary.

[The heroes who landed on the island have been defeated by you]

In the face of this peak martial skill and absolute charm, they recognized you as a hero and realized that the Gorgon Sisters were not monsters, but Earth Mother Goddesses more ancient than the Greek gods.

As expected, you discovered that as long as Medusa did not engage in slaughter, the demonic factors within her would not be activated.

Gradually, you found that it wasn't only heroes who visited the island.

Other humans besides heroes landed on the island.

They, with reverence and faith in the three Gorgon Goddesses, declared their tribal identity.

They were the Pelasgians, scattered throughout Greece.

Long before the Olympian gods descended, they lived on this land. The Pelasgians had their own deities, and Medusa was the Earth Mother Goddess they believed in.

The Olympian gods descended from beyond the heavens.

The old gods of this land had all vanished, and Medusa, the esteemed Earth Mother Goddess, was demoted due to the dissipation of faith.

Deprived of the blessings of their old gods, and facing other peoples who had the protection of the Olympian gods, the Pelasgian kingdom naturally fractured, and their faith began to be eroded.

However, the flame of the Pelasgians had not yet been extinguished.

Hearing that their former Mother Goddess survived, some Pelasgians chose to rekindle their faith. They did not wish to fight the Olympian gods; they merely wanted to reclaim the past.

"Esteemed Emissary! We implore you to inform the Mother Goddess that we are the remnants of the old era, unforgiven by the secular world! If she remembers us, the Pelasgians, and still wishes to show mercy! We wish to remain on this island where the Mother Goddess resides! Esteemed Emissary, please...!"

The elderly man prostrated himself, kowtowing five times.

He offered his most devout tears and faith.

It wasn't just the old man; dozens of members of the same clan followed him, including youths, children, and women.

They possessed Pelasgian blood.

And devout faith in the Earth Mother Goddess Medusa.

Originally, they had been living in a small village, not even a city, maintaining their old faith, which was considered heresy.