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(Fate) Chapter 214: I want to see it..
🕑 Added 2024-12-01 15:57:06 +0000 UTCOh well...
"That was quick."
Hecate, who had just disappeared moments ago, suddenly stepped out from the underworld.
Her beautiful red eyes fixed on Promise, whose face was frozen in shock, with terror clearly written in his gaze.
Looking at the boy, Hecate immediately burst into wild laughter, utterly unrestrained.
Come on, laugh..Promise, laugh! Why aren't you laughing anymore?
What's the matter, is there something bothering you?!
"Exactly!"
Hearing Athena's words, Hermes immediately snapped out of his daze.
With an excited grin, he gave Ares, who was standing nearby, a hard slap on the shoulder and exclaimed:
"Yeah, that's right! It's time to settle this. Promise, come on, come on—speak up already! Who will you choose as your god?!"
"Oh, that's right. We still need to resolve this," Hestia said, covering her mouth with a delighted chuckle. Her voice rang with amusement as she added: "Promise, like your teacher said, running away won't do you any good.
Our kind Hera has done so much for you, thinking of your best interests, but you have kept her and us waiting until now.
Now, that’s not how a good child should behave, is it?"
Hestia's words made Hera, who was originally a little reluctant to see Promise' horrified expression, shut her mouth.
After thinking it over, Hera nodded inwardly knowing it was true.
Yes, quite a bit of time had passed.
Although she was quite reluctant to hear an answer right now, often regretting every day that she had let Promise go in the first place, which was why she had refrained from pressing him for a decision.
But indeed, there had to be a conclusion.
And now was the perfect moment.
So, ignoring the pleading look Promise cast her way, Hera locked her gaze on him with determination and fervor.
You will choose me, won’t you, Promise?
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"Ahem, ahem."
In the Kingdom of Colchis, Chiron, the centaur sage, couldn't help but cough twice.
While retracting his gaze, he also glanced at Hestia with some resentment.
Mentioning him at a time like this? It would have been better if she hadn't!
Once this was all over, he might end up in Promise's infamous book of grudges.
However, the moment he retracted his gaze, Chiron realized that a group of students had gathered around him, staring at him expectantly.
"Chiron-sensei, what did you see just now? Why do you look like you're smiling... so slyly?"
Jason, ever blunt, spoke his mind without hesitation.
As soon as he finished speaking, the other heroes nodded instinctively in agreement.
"Nonsense!"
Chiron's expression changed slightly as he swiftly delivered a firm smack to Jason's head and declared:
"I am your teacher, after all!"
'I'm not even your student,' Medea curled her lips, glancing to the side.
Because her teacher was none other than Hecate, she had long since lost any sense of reverence for the teaching profession.
"Sage Chiron, is Promise all right?"
Unable to contain her curiosity, Medea asked ad Heracles, Jason, and the other heroes immediately turned their eyes toward him, even Atalanta looked on intently.
By the way, she was still wondering why, despite her prayers, neither Goddess Artemis nor Apollo had responded to her.
"Don't worry, he's fine," Chiron said with a reassuring smile as he noticed their concern. "He has passed the trial and obtained the Golden Fleece."
As he spoke, Chiron recounted how Promise had managed to lull the sleepless dragon into slumber and retrieve the Golden Fleece from it. He also briefly mentioned Ares' appearance and the ensuing battle between Ares and Promise.
However, Chiron was well aware of what details could be shared and what had to remain unsaid.
Thus, regarding the fight with Ares, he only mentioned that Promise had received help from the main gods and ultimately gained the god of war, Ares' recognition.
Even so, the heroes were astonished by the tale.
"As expected of Promise," Heracles couldn't help but sigh with admiration. "To face Lord Ares in battle and even earn his acknowledgment!"
"Wait, are we really talking about Promise? Not someone else?"
Jason had the strongest reaction, with a face full of disbelief, as if screaming, "No way! This is absolutely impossible!"
"Are we talking about that Promise? The one who's always at the bottom of our ranks?!"
This can't be happening.
If Promise rises, doesn't that make me, the second-worst, the new bottom?
It was not difficult to guess what Jason was thinking, so Theseus and the others could not help but pat him on the shoulder and said
"Don't think about it, after all, it’s Promise. And besides... you’ve already been overtaken by him for a long time, not just now—honestly, none of us compare to him anymore."
Hearing this, Meleager, Actaeon, and others who had previously been helped by Promise all nodded in agreement.
Though Jason looked depressed, he wasn’t actually upset.
After all, deep down in his heart, he had already accepted this outcome—long ago, in fact.
Back when they descended the mountain and Promise had stood in front of Hera for him, shielding Jason and boldly proclaiming that he was a hero, Jason had already realized something: he would never surpass Promise.
"Does that mean Promise will be coming back soon?" someone naturally asked.
And the moment those words were spoken, the atmosphere grew quiet.
Because everyone noticed Chiron's expression—it was strange, like he was trying to suppress a laugh but failing miserably, making him look rather uncomfortable.
This left everyone exchanging confused glances, unsure of what was going on.
"Well as for that matter... it’s unlikely he’ll be back anytime soon," Chiron finally said, unable to hold back his laughter any longer.
Seeing their puzzled and curious faces, he took a moment to compose himself before explaining:
"There’s something you all should already know—Promise has always been very loved by the gods."
The Argonauts nodded their heads one after the other, after all, it was something they’d all become accustomed to since boarding the ship.
"Now, let me ask you this: If you found something—or someone—you liked very much, whether it’s a person or a weapon, would you want to share it with others?"
When Chiron finished speaking, Atalanta and Medea glanced at each other almost subconsciously before falling into silence.
"I think... no," Jason scratched his head, pondering before replying.
"Indeed. If it were something I liked immensely, I doubt I’d want to share it. I would also want to have it all to myself.
And that... is precisely the situation Promise is facing."
Even the usually composed Chiron couldn’t help but smile slightly as he said:
"The gods are very fond of Promise, so each one wishes to have him as their devoted follower. And because of their overwhelming affection, they’re unwilling to share that love with others.
Therefore, when it comes to Promise’s faith, he can only pledge himself to one god!"
"Huh?" Jason was stunned for a moment before he asked in confusiom. "But hasn’t Promise already chosen a god to believe in? Noble Queen Hera, just like me?"
"That was indeed the case. Promise held deep respect and admiration for the great Queen Hera. However, due to certain events, the noble queen developed a sense of guilt toward Promise."
For example, her daughter, who was now the goddess teacher of Promise, Hephaestus, the god of craftsmen, as well as the whole Olympus rebellion incident.
"Moreover, these events made Hera pay even more attention to Promise. Combined with her personality,
"At the same time, because of these things, the Queen of Heaven became more concerned about Promise, and stared paying even more attention on him. In addition, due to her personality, she became unable to tolerate others coveting him,
So, not long ago, she chose to let him go..."
At this point, Chiron’s words were interrupted by Medea’s sudden realization.
"Ah!" Medea exclaimed.
She had thought the situation sounded familiar, and now it all made sense.
After all, she had been the only one aware of the details behind Hera’s decision.
Her reaction naturally piqued the curiosity of everyone present, including Chiron himself.
Under such circumstances, Medea thought about it for a while, and after realizing that this matter was bound to come to light, Medea briefly recounted the events to the gathered heroes.
Once they understood the situation...
"Let's put aside other things for now. I'm sure the god I believe in will never let go of this opportunity," Atalanta said bluntly.
After all, thanks to Promise, her faith in Artemis, her former moon goddess, had completely crumbled!
"Hmm... I get the feeling that the goddess Persephone, the Queen of the Underworld might also get involved," Theseus couldn't help muttering as he recalled the goddess who claimed to be Promise’s sister.
"And what about the goddess of wisdom?" Giant-stag Actaeon, who had experienced the hunting festival, now remembered Athena’s attitude toward Promise.
"She seems to care about Promise quite a lot... Isn’t there even a rumor that Promise is the favorite hero of the Goddess of Wisdom?"
"Let me correct that," Meleager chuckled. "That’s not a rumor; it’s a fact. Remember the Calydonian boar hunt? That was a reward personally bestowed on Promise by the goddess herself."
"Goddess Athena certainly has a strong fondness for Promise," Atalanta also added. "And Promise seems to hold her in high regard as well... I even think she’s the one he cares about most."
If Helen were here, she would undoubtedly nod furiously in agreement.
"My father, Zeus, also seems to like Promise... And considering what happened in the underworld, Goddess Demeter and the king of the underworld, Hades probably care about him a lot too, right?"
The son of the god of light, Apollo, Orpheus—whose music could stir emotions even in stones and trees—spoke up instinctively.
With that, there was no need for Chiron to explain further.
The group shared their observations and exchanged information.
After piecing it all together, they reached a realization.
Hiss...
Even Heracles couldn’t help but draw in a sharp breath.
"So the current situation is..." Jason’s expression turned increasingly peculiar as he looked at Chiron, whose barely restrained laughter was becoming more evident.
"This adventure has temporarily come to an end. Promise has obtained the Golden Fleece, completing one of the most important quests of his life. And now..."
Before Chiron could finish his explanation, Jason interjected with a strange tone:
"They’ve run out of patience and are now trying to decide who Promise will pledge his faith to?"
"Correction," Chiron said. "They’re not trying to decide—they are actively waiting for Promise to make his choice."
"At this moment, the situation on the scene is simply that all the gods are watching Promise and are waiting for him to make that final choice!"
As soon as Chiron said this, the scene suddenly became extremely quiet.
After a while,
"Wow."
Medea couldn't help but sigh
"This feels so intense. And although I feel a bit sorry for Promise... I really wish I could see it with my own eyes!"
Atalanta nodded in agreement.
The other heroes also nodded, one after another.
What a coincidence—they all felt the same way!
