The Hero Doesn't Want to Disturb the Couple (Bonus Chapter)

Looking at this stubborn Queen of Heaven, this strong goddess, no one expected her to adopt such a posture.

Not to mention Thaumas, even Athena and Hermes found it inconceivable.

They had never seen Hera like this!

That she, who was always so overbearing, would concede at a time like this—even with a hint of pleading in her tone—could not help but shock Athena and Hermes.

If this were to spread, if the gods of Olympus were to find out, what a storm it would cause!

At this moment, Thaumas showed no respect for this deity, giving Hera no room to catch her breath as he continued:

"O Goddess whom I worship! The God of Fire is your own flesh and blood! Yet, simply because she was not perfect from the start, you heartlessly abandoned her!

However, she only played a small prank; though that chair caused the Queen of Heaven to lose face, her true intention was merely to receive an apology from you!

So, Goddess Hera, go in! Face the daughter you abandoned! Go and apologize to her!"

"No! I cannot! You saw how much the God of Fire loathes me; I no longer have the face to see her. I am not a qualified mother, and I am deeply ashamed of it."

Hera said sorrowfully, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes. She tried her best to steady herself, refusing to collapse. This emotion was already causing her unbearable pain.

"Then, Goddess Hera, what if I were to abandon you one day?" Thaumas suddenly asked.

Athena's eyes lit up, her gaze fixed intently on Thaumas as if she were looking at a rare treasure. But Athena did not speak; she did not want to interrupt Thaumas's plan.

She wanted to see if Thaumas could rely on his own wisdom and effort to create a miracle that even the gods could not achieve!

Could a mortal make the noble Queen of Heaven, Hera, bow her head?

"No! Child! You cannot leave me! Otherwise, I will curse you for the rest of your life!" Hera said sadly, even with a hint of fury and resentment; after all, she had poured too much affection into Thaumas.

"But the God of Fire was abandoned by you from the very beginning! I will never abandon the goddess I believe in and worship, but I ask that you, too, do not abandon your own child!"

Thaumas said loudly, then embraced Hera, gently stroking her back and persuading her tenderly: "Goddess Hera, I have rarely felt maternal love, but it was in you that I saw what a mother should be.

So, surely the God of Fire feels the same as I do—longing to feel that love from a mother!

Goddess Hera, please, stay strong! Face this bravely! We humans do not flee from true difficulties, so as a deity, please face this one as well!"

Looking at Thaumas, Hera was torn, unable to bear seeing him in distress. After a long silence, she finally spoke: "Fine, I promise you. But child, can you lead the way? I have never been here before."

"Of course! It is my honor, Goddess Hera." Thaumas said happily.

Although he really shouldn't interfere in other people's family matters, since it was a request from a deity, there was no helping it.

Besides, he truly couldn't stand to watch it any longer.

Thus, Thaumas knocked on the gates of the God of Fire's temple once more and slowly walked inside, bringing the uneasy Hera with him.

When Athena and Hermes tried to follow, the gates shut on their own.

"Tch—" Hermes looked on with disdain.

Then, a mechanism on the bronze gates opened, and a wisp of flame flew out.

"Ah—!"

The flames burning Hermes seemed to be a reminder to this young man not to be too reckless! And just like that, he was punished by another deity.

"Athena! Save me!" Hermes struggled.

But no god was destined to pay him any mind; Athena was already contemplating what kind of trials she should arrange for this hero next.

What was this hero still lacking?

Whose fate needed to be changed next?

She was truly looking forward to it.

At this moment, the happy little maid was pushing the God of Fire's wheelchair, taking the deity for a stroll in the garden.

However, "Goddess of Fire!" Thaumas walked quietly to the side of the God of Fire and said to her softly: "Goddess, there is a deity who wishes to see you."

Seeing that the visitor was Thaumas, the God of Fire was surprised, but not overly so.

After all, he had just left and returned, so it made sense for him to return again.

"I thought you had left something behind again. Who wants to see me? If it's you, it must be Athena, right?" The God of Fire did not turn around, guessing out of curiosity.

After speaking, she signaled for the maid to slowly turn the wheelchair.

"Then it is time to reveal the ans... is... huh? It's you!" The God of Fire froze, unable to believe her eyes.

At this moment, seeing that the time was right, Thaumas hurriedly pulled the little maid away, running toward the distance while shouting loudly:

"You two talk! I'm suddenly hungry, I'm taking the little maid to get something to eat!"

"Lord Thaumas, slow down! And my name is Epluto now! Hey! I said slow down, don't drag me! You are definitely taking revenge on me!"

After the "unimportant people" had gone far away, Hera and Dosu just stared at each other, neither saying a word.

It was the first time Hera had observed Dosu so closely: the same hair color as her own, those noble eyes, and a face that looked almost identical to her own in her youth.

A long time later, "You..."

"You..."

They spoke at the same time, as if they shared a telepathic connection.

But instead of arguing over who should go first, they both shut their mouths; it seemed neither of them was particularly good at communicating.

So, Hera boldly stepped forward, taking over the little maid's original duty and pushing Dosu's wheelchair.

Just like that, neither of them spoke again, quietly enjoying the scenery and the tranquility.

As they walked, Hera suddenly spoke up:

"Um, I'm sorry, child. Mother was wrong."

"Mm, I know."

There was no excessive exchange, nor any dramatic scene of life-and-death separation.

Just a soft admission and a soft acknowledgment; perhaps neither of them had expected such a reaction.

Then, inadvertently, they clasped each other's hands.

During this time, Hera would occasionally help Dosu tidy up her messy hair.

Hera pushed Dosu step by step, taking her through the entire garden, though in reality, it was Dosu who had been directing the way the whole time.

"What a foolish mother, you can't even do such a small thing right! You can't even recognize the path!"

"Eh! Doesn't that just serve to highlight how clever our little Dosu is?"

"Mm."

"..Mm."

How should one put it? For this pair of mother and daughter with a strained relationship, being together suddenly was bound to feel a bit awkward, but all in all, everything was moving in a positive direction!