Morning sunlight streamed through the window into the little wooden cabin. Hera quietly combed her beautiful hair as insects and birds sang outside, performing a symphony for the great goddess.
Athena had been waiting for quite some time. The moment Hera set down her ivory comb, she eagerly moved closer.
"Hera, are you really that satisfied with this child? You wouldn't even let me listen to his private conversations." Athena, goddess of curiosity, was digging for secrets.
The faint upward curve of her lips formed a gentle, breathtaking smile. Hera said proudly, "When he reaches the Kingdom of Iolcus, I will grant him another favor.
As for that Jason...
Hmm, I'll help him reclaim his throne. After all, my child promised him.
Thaumas is so outstanding and adorable. He will be the child I am most proud of—mine!"
Feeling Hera's blatant declaration of ownership and provocation, Athena's wisdom gave her the answer in but a moment.
Hera intended to step forth like a savior and resolutely support those two children when the whole world stood against them.
That would certainly leave a deep impression on little Tata.
What a cunning Queen of Heaven!
Indeed, little Tata looked truly adorable, enough to make one want to toy with him. But outstanding...
That was still uncertain. Though she did not know how little Tata was so good at pleasing the Queen of Heaven, that alone did not make him outstanding.
Hmm, she suddenly felt a little jealous. Why did little Tata never try to please her? What gave Hera the right?
Athena raised her eyes in the direction Thaumas had left.
Without exaggeration, she had been the first god to come into contact with him. Moreover, because of the child's unique nature, she was truly fascinated by a child with "no future."
Like playing with a toy, she wanted to know whether he would move toward rebirth or ruin. Ah, toying with the fate of such an unknown person was what truly brought joy.
Gods could be quite vile, too!
Of course, Olympus had plenty of gods like her.
But Hera's actions had indeed made Athena feel a slight sense of danger.
Though she was beloved by countless heroes and praised as the "Mother of Heroes."
Among the many heroic legends of Ancient Greece, one could always find traces of this violet-haired goddess.
Yet after learning of Thaumas's "past," she understood his determination to become a hero. From then on, she had taken a profound interest in him.
She simply was not in any hurry to act, because he was still so weak.
The weak could not become great heroes.
That was why she had not stopped his encounter with Hera, because it could also become the foundation for his growth.
Besides, Athena, Goddess of Wisdom, had more than enough confidence that she could guide him forward on the road ahead.
She would use wisdom to illuminate Thaumas's path and victory to cut away every thorn in his way.
And the price would only be for him to throw himself into the goddess's embrace and offer her a glorious heroic epic.
Looking at Hera, who was showing off before her, Athena felt faintly displeased. Yet she did not show it. She even wanted to laugh, because she had suddenly thought of a wonderful idea.
If—she meant if—Thaumas were to receive the favor of all the gods, then what would you do, Hera? Could you truly keep this child under the love of all the gods?
Hahahahaha~ What could your Authority possibly do for you? Whose embrace would this child ultimately fall into?
Ah, she was looking forward to it, Lady Hera.
Thus, the crafty goddess forcibly held back her laughter and said with a suppressed smile, "Honored Queen of Heaven Hera, it seems those two children are almost here. You should be going. You wouldn't want to miss this, would you?"
Hurry up and leave. She wanted to laugh so badly.
Meanwhile,
Thaumas kept shivering along the way. Had he caught a cold?
That could not be right! This was a body from the Age of Gods. It should not have happened no matter what. Could the viruses of the Age of Gods be this powerful too?
He constantly felt as if someone was thinking about him. What an unpleasant feeling...
"Hey, hey! Hurry up! We're almost there! Because of what happened last night, we've been delayed for so long today, and you're still wandering around!
Do you know that the person standing before you is Ancient Greece's greatest hero, most handsome man, and future wisest king?
Even Lady Athena, Goddess of Wisdom, has agreed to help me. How can you be so slow? This is disrespectful to the goddess! And disrespectful to me..." Jason unleashed a stream of complaints.
Ah, this was so annoying.
It was bad enough that he had been shivering from the cold all the way, but there was also a mosquito buzzing incessantly beside him. Worse still, this mosquito could not be swatted to death.
After failing to communicate with Jason, Thaumas completely gave up struggling. After all, this irritating bug was always so annoying and clingy—that was why he called him a mosquito.
Damn Jason!
Sometimes, he truly felt helpless. What had he been thinking back then? How had he become friends with such an idiot?
Within the ancient forest shrouded in dense mist,
After successfully teaching another group of bandits a lesson, Thaumas kindly advised them. He absolutely had not threatened them with their two heads.
Furthermore, the bandits' possessions were naturally confiscated in full. Anything that did not belong to them and whose owner could be found should naturally be returned in full as well.
That was his principle as a hero, though Jason voiced strong dissatisfaction with it.
Come to think of it, he was reforming evil and helping them turn over a new leaf.
His merits were immeasurable! Even the Buddha would have to give him a thumbs-up.
As for those unwilling to reform? He could only think of their future descendants.
After all, if they had children, those children might suffer injustice from others from the moment they were born. The children of wicked people were actually quite pitiful. So it was best to make sure they no longer had the ability to have children.
Of course, he could also take the opportunity to spread his great name and raise his reputation. That would be very helpful for someone who wished to become a Heroic Spirit.
Mm, the more one worked, the more one earned. These were all rewards he deserved through hard work.
After that little episode, they finally passed through the forest.
Once the mist around them dispersed, the two of them emerged from it.
They were then astonished to discover a large settlement—no, it should be called a town!
The sky was already quite late. Taking advantage of the fact that Nyx, goddess of night, seemed to have overslept and arrived late that evening, the two hurriedly asked the people nearby where they were.
And, as expected, this was their destination—the Kingdom of Iolcus!
Jason's hometown!
Jason fell silent. Looking at the town and the towering city walls farther away, everything was both unfamiliar and familiar.
After a long silence, Jason suddenly began running with an excited expression. Completely ignoring the looks of those around him, he roared as he ran:
"Hahaha! Iolcus! Your great king has returned! Come welcome your Lord Jason!"
Ah, he had wanted Jason to get beaten up by the whole world for who knew how many days now. Feeling the strange looks and pointing fingers from everyone around them, this was truly so embarrassing!
Jason! Tell me, just how low can your bottom line go?
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