Fate: I Heard After Death, You Can Ascend to the Throne of Heroes?

Chapter 230: Don't Peek



When Athena said this, the goddesses present at the scene were stunned for a moment, and then subconsciously looked at him.

Because they all knew how much Promise cared about that goddess.

But to their surprise and strangeness, when he heard Athena' words, Promise, though indeed became stunned and silent for a while, however, he did not become sad, angry or enraged as they expected.

Not only that, he even looked at Athena with a strange expression.

Not long after,

The Goddess Hecate was in her temple in the underworld.

The sun outside burned the Divine Realm of Olympus, and coupled with Typhon's appearance bringing disaster and destruction to the world, darkness enveloped and naturally light ceased to exist.

But in this temple, the sun and the flawless sky that Hecate had stolen still existed.

Promise had bought himself a small amount of time during this crucial period and told the goddesses that he had a small matter to attend to, even specifically instructing them not to peek, and thus came to this temple.

And now, he had arrived in the garden of perpetual spring.

While pretending to admire the beautiful scenery around him, he sat on the grass and casually took out a painting from the sky of the temple and placed it beside him.

It was a doll, a small doll.

It was a gift he had given to the Goddess of Fate...

That's right, it was that little doll of the Goddess of Fate, the doll with a pair of eyes, blue eyes that he had lit up with the sky for her.

And now, he stared at her speechlessly as she lay beside him.

And the doll, as if it were really a doll, remained motionless.

Promise: ...

Little Goddess of Fate: ...

Promise: .... (The corners of his mouth began to turn upwards)

Little Goddess of Fate: ...

Promise: ... (His smile gradually began to spread)

Little Goddess of Fate: ... (Unable to bear the humiliation, she turned her head away)

"Pfft... hahahaha."

Finally, he couldn't hold back any longer and burst out laughing.

"Goddess of Fate, Athena told me that your elder sisters cried so sadly because of you, and you even said goodbye to them in such a solemn manner."

Although Promise knew that this proud and self-respecting, yet adorable goddess would definitely be angry, but thus time, he really couldn't help but laugh and say,

"Tell me, if they knew that you were actually still alive, and in this way, what would their expressions be like?"

The Goddess of Fate didn't answer, and just turned her head away in a proud huff, not wanting to pay attention to him.

It was precisely because she was thin-skinned that the tips of her ears had already turned red. "Also, I was wondering why you were acting so strangely two days ago, Goddess Clotho.

You weren't being your usual tsundere self, you were being so straightforward, throwing straight balls one by one and even acting spoiled to me. So it turns out..."

"Hey promise!"

At this point, Clotho finally couldn't stand it any longer as she turned her head to look at him, her cheeks puffed up in anger.

"Stop talking... And I wasn't acting spoiled to you! I'm a Goddess, the Goddess of Fate!"

And at this very moment,

The Goddesses who had promised not to peek were looking at each other.

"Don't tell me, I actually forgot there was such a thing."

Hecate muttered with a look of realization on her face.

After all, the place where Promise made this gift was actually her temple, so she knew everything about it but she actually didn't thought about it at first.

"Hephaestus's power to forge life?" Themis, the Goddess of Justice, couldn't help but say, "She really is his teacher..."

There was something that she didn't say, but Nyx, the Goddess of Night, had no such reservations.

She nodded her head in agreement.

"Yeah, I always thought they were playing some kind of new game."

"No wonder that guy wasn't angry at all when he heard the news." Athena breathed a sigh of relief. "The painting is in his hands, he obviously knew about it long ago."

"Ahem, alright, that way you guys don't have to worry."

Hecate coughed lightly and suddenly stretched out her hand to cast a spell that had been set up in the temple, blocking the Goddesses' view.

"Let's give them some time to talk."

Seeing this and hearing her words, Nyx looked at Hecate in confusion.

To he honest, this was a very normal judgment for a normal person, but it was obviously not normal for Hecate, who was rotten and always at odds with him, and wished that he would suffer a loss in small matters.

Hecate ignored Nyx's gaze and turned her gaze towards the inside of the temple.

The reason she did this was because she had a vague feeling at this moment. What kind of conversation would the Goddess of Fate and this young man have next?

And the content of that conversation was something that must not be revealed now.

The arrival of Typhon and the catastrophe of the gods, was a grand stage, a banquet. Almost all the Gods thought so.

And the reason for this was undoubtedly his and the thread of fate of Queen Hera-the darling

of the Gods.

But the true essence of this whole thing was that everyone thought nothing would happen to

Promise.

They were looking forward to him fulfilling his dream, ending his oath with Athena, the Goddess of Wisdom, and then ascending to become an immortal God with such a great

achievement.

But only a few who could see fate, those with special identities, knew the truth, the biggest secret about the young man...

....

"Okay, okay, I won't say it, I won't say it."

Looking at Clotho, who was pouting and looked even more shy and cute because she was a puppet, Promise said these words, but his smile didn't diminish in the slightest.

"Let's talk about something else, Goddess of Fate."

Then, he said slowly, "For example, why did you deliberately hide it, for example, why didn't

you want to tell me all this..."

He stared straight at her and said, "Don't you know how sad eldest and second sister will be if you do this... Have you forgotten our oath? I promised you that I would let you see the most

beautiful fate forever?"

Clotho fell silent for a moment.

"To me, this is the best fate I have ever seen."

"You died, and that is the best fate?" Facing Clotho, who was still stubborn and showed no remorse whatsoever for her actions, Promise couldn't help but grit his teeth in anger.

"Do you know that if I hadn't offered such a tribute to you and carried your life, you would be

dead already!"

Hearing this, Clotho's sky-like eyes looked at Promise quietly.

"Yes."

As she said calmly, "To offer the Fruit of the Day to Typhon, who destroys everything, and to help you fulfill your wish for a heroic and magnificent end, this is the best future in my

opinion, because then I can leave."

"Leave with you."

Looking at Promise, whose eyes showed some confusion, Clotho continued, "Promise, have

you ever thought about why Hera, the Queen of Heaven, and the Goddess of the Night, who

dote on you, would readily accept your demise?

Why is it that the goddess you chose seems to care nothing for your death and has no regrets

for the oath she made?"

Hearing her words, Promise was stunned.

It wasn't that he hadn't thought about it, but every time the thought came to him, he dismissed it and refused to think about it any further.

"And why is it that even though I have already accepted you and intertwined with your

destiny, I still hold your destiny in my hands, so that the destiny of this world cannot

approach you?"

Clotho's tone was as flat as ever, but her gaze at Promise, who was beginning to panic, was

deep.

"It's not that you don't know, but you don't want to bring it up in your heart... Let me tell you the answer, the gods never thought you would really 'die', they all thought it was a magnificent performance, and you would become an immortal god when it was all over.

But, I, who have always held your destiny, knew from the beginning that you could not

become a god at all, because you simply did not exist in this era.

So when you die, it is when you leave... right?"

When Clotho said all this, Promise was not surprised.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

After all, he was the most 'loyal' believer of the goddess of wisdom, so how could he not have

thought of all this.

And because he did, he could not answer, and only remain silent at the moment.

"And I said, I will always be watching you, past, present or... future."

Clotho said to Promise word by word, "I will always be watching you."

It wasn't that she was not unaware of the hurt her departure would cause her sisters.

She loved her sisters dearly, but she was not willing to wait.

She knew everything about Promise, and therefore understood in her heart that they would actually be able to see each other again someday in the future, but that time, even for an

immortal god like her.

It was all too long.

End..

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