Meeting of the Goddess'

Seeing Lachesis speak so seriously, Promise was not shocked or flustered; instead, he was very puzzled.

His clear green eyes reflected the image of the sickly goddess in front of him.

Seeing this, the goddess didn't explain much.

She reached into the night sky, took out the prepared thread of fate and lightly waved it to show Promise that future.

As Persephone leaves, the crying goddess of agriculture, Demeter, in her fury, makes the earth wither, all things perish, and all food disappears from the world.

Famine and fear engulf humanity, beasts and monsters riot, attacking towns, and countless people die in the disaster.

At this point, Lachesis spoke again, "Promise, do you remember your judgment in the goddess Themis' courtroom... You revived the dead, and in return, Hera promised Hades a marriage."

The latter nodded, recalling that it was this memory that led him to agree with Hades in the Underworld so readily.

Lachesis then showed another thread of fate, one already cut and belonging to the past.

It depicted the earth splitting, Hades driving his chariot from the Underworld to the world, and taking Persephone, who held a daffodil.

Seeing this past, Promise recalled the story of Hades and Persephone from Greek mythology.

In mythology, Hades and Persephone did not have a wedding; Hades forcibly took her.

And half a year ago, Persephone should have already been the queen of the Underworld.

Even Orpheus, in the Underworld, was supposed to move not Hades but Persephone with his music.

Someone changed all this, and that person...

"The one who changed all this was you, Promise."

Lachesis, coughing lightly, said weakly, "All this happened because of your judgment.

Clotho cut this fate at that time because it was a matter between gods, not something a child like you should interfere with.

But that's fate. Even after half a year, it found you."

"But even without me, this would still happen, right?" After a moment of silence, Promise asked.

Lachesis smiled weakly and nodded, "Yes, without you, it would still happen. Persephone would still become the queen of the Underworld, and Demeter would make the earth barren. For half a year, countless lives would be lost.

But... this was originally unrelated to you."

Lachesis looked at Promise and continued, "But now you have become the one who decides everything."

Hearing this, Promise thought of the Helm of Invisibility from Hades and the promise he made to him...

He would take Persephone from her mother to the Underworld.

Yes, this way, he was already indirectly deciding the future Lachesis showed him... which Clotho had been trying to avoid.

Wait, shouldn't this marriage be completed by Hera?

Couldn't I entrust this matter to the gods and ask Hera, Athena, and others for help to avoid it?

Promise suddenly thought of this.

Although Demeter is a major goddess and the sister of Zeus and Hera, who can bring life to the earth and make it barren, Hera's status still surpasses hers, and Athena is even stronger.

As Promise was about to share this thought with Lachesis, he recalled Orpheus's situation and his reason for visiting Hades.

He was there to change Orpheus's tragic fate.

Realizing this, Promise closed his mouth.

"Seems like you've figured it out," Lachesis said with a somewhat helpless smile, "You cannot hand this matter over to the gods to solve, not just because you promised Hades, but also because of your oath with Clotho...

No, to be precise, because of the oath with the four goddesses tied to you!"

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"Promise must take Persephone to the Underworld due to his oath with the gods?"

On Mount Olympus, within the grand temple of Hera, the queen of the gods, Hera looked puzzled at the immaculate goddess Athena, who was dressed in a white gown.

At that moment, Atropos, the eldest of the Fates, like her sickly sister Lachesis, was explaining the situation.

Lachesis had informed Promise, while she was informing the gathered goddesses... Athena, Hera, and the blindfolded goddess of justice, Themis.

Themis was also present, sitting nearby after all her presence was essential.

Therefore, aside from Clotho, who remained in the temple of the Fates, the goddesses gathered here were the ones whose threads of fate were intertwined with Promise, the ones who would receive glory from him!

Although there was also Hermes, who had caught the scent of the situation and come over, and Artemis, who happened to be nearby and now wore a look of 'this sounds interesting'.

"What are you talking about, Athena?" Hera frowned deeply. "What oath... This was the wedding I promised Hades. What does it have to do with Promise?

And why would such a burden be placed on a child?"

Hearing this, Themis, the goddess of justice, was somewhat surprised.

Because she had not being paying attention to the situation recently, she hadn't realized how close Promise and Hera had become.

Knowing Hera's nature, she understood that anyone else in Promise's place wouldn't have received such concern from Hera.

"Under normal circumstances, even I would never impose such a trial," Athena said, looking at the somewhat agitated Hera with a hint of helplessness on her face.

"But this time, I cannot, and must not, stop it."

"Because it is his oath with me... with us, that this matter must be decided by him!"

Hera couldn't comprehend her words, and there was no longer any point in hiding the truth... or rather, it was impossible to hide it.

Seeing the composed Atropos and the blindfolded Themis, Athena stepped forward, raised her voice slightly, and declared:

"I will witness him become the brightest star of this era, and at the end of his journey, I will give him the grandest finale."

As Athena finished speaking, Hera, who was already aware of the situation, looked at her in confusion.

"And I will protect his growth with my sword..."

Themis, the goddess of justice, stood up, holding the scales of judgment.

As Hera, Hermes, and Artemis, who was blinking in surprise, turned their gazes towards her, she said in a cold voice, "I will cut down the thorns in his path and gaze upon the road he chooses.

This is a road that, once chosen, cannot be turned back. And I will stand at the end of that road, waiting for him to draw me."

Huh?

Hera, hearing this for the first time, stared blankly at Themis, still trying to comprehend.

"And the path he ultimately chooses will be one of fate."

The goddess of fate Atropos spoke without any emotion, saying,

"His life will be one of changing fate, and he will draw the most beautiful future for my dear sister, Clotho, who cannot see the present but always looks to the future."

Yes, this was Promise's oath with them.

Athena, Themis, and Clotho had their threads of fate intertwined with Promise, who would bring them glory.

This was the first time Athena disclosed this to the gods.

Upon hearing these three oaths, not only was Hera stunned, but even Artemis was bewildered.

As for Hermes, had he not feared the wrath of these powerful goddesses, he would have stood up and applauded enthusiastically.

"Wait, this... When did all this happen?"

Hera, confused, stared wide-eyed at the three goddesses.

Athena heard this and winked at Hera before smiling faintly.

Themis, the goddess of justice, did not speak. She put down the scales of judgment, with a faint smile on her lips.

Atropos remained expressionless, devoid of emotion, as the one truly bound by oath to Promise was not her but Clotho, who was still in the temple of the Fates, trying to find a solution.

Just as Hera's mind went blank due to this revelation,

"Indeed!"

Suppressing his urge to applaud, Hermes understood, looking at the three goddesses, "Athena, you will witness Promise shine like a star, Themis, you will protect his chosen, irreversible path.

And Atropos, your sister Clotho will grasp the beautiful future Promise draws for her!"

"And Promise's journey to the Underworld is directly tied to his oath with you all, so not only can you not stop him, but you must..."

"Witness," Athena answered.

"Protect," Themis said.

"Wait," Atropos responded for Clotho.

Clap, clap, clap...

Hermes couldn't hold back.

Even if it meant being beaten to death by these goddesses today, he had to applaud!

And, after Hermes started clapping, Artemis joined in too.

She didn't understand, but she felt that in this atmosphere, she had to follow the crowd!

Athena ignored the two people's antics and once again looked at the calm goddess of fate, Atropos.

Her golden eyes shone with absolute wisdom as she said, "And if I'm not mistaken, this matter... is actually unavoidable."

"When that child made the judgement in that pure white court."

"When he chose to take this path, the matter could only be resolved by the child himself because it was he who changed the fate of Hades and Persephone, and it was also he who chose this."

"unless..."

"Unless he gives up on his own initiative." Themis took over the conversation coldly, saying, "Give up being a hero and break our oath. In this way, we can take over and deal with this matter, but..."

"He promised my sister that he would let her see a more beautiful future." Atropos said calmly: "Even if his next decision will determine the future of countless lives, I don't want to see him give up because I don't want to see my sister sad."

"But there's no way I'll give up on little Promise."

Artemis blinked. As a bystander, she naturally said what she saw, "Because little Promise wants to be a hero. I have never seen a child who is so determined that even death can't stop him."

"So, for this matter..." Hermes laughed happily and said, "There is no solution!"

Athena glanced at Hermes calmly.

She decided that she would grab her spear and shield and beat this guy up first.

Anyway, she just happened to be in a bad mood right now.

In fact, even Hades did not expect this.

Although he gave Promise the task of bringing back Persephone, but he was not optimistic about the boy.

In fact, he never thought of letting Promise solve the problem.

Hades was completely looking at the shining marks left by Athena and the others on his body,

In addition, it was the goddess of night, Nyx, who brought Promise to find him at that time, so Hades wanted to borrow the power behind the boy and gave the task to Promise.

After all, any normal god would never think of letting a child do such a thing!

Hera was silent.

She was silent for a long time.

And finally, she couldn't help but tremble all over.

Then she stretched out her hand and pointed her white fingers at Athena, Themis and Atropos in front of her.

Those amber eyes seemed to be on fire at this moment, filled with anger and undisguised jealousy.

In a tone close to a roar, she said loudly: "You, you, you guys, what on earth do you want to do to my believer!"

"He is my believer, not yours!"

Also, why don't Promise and I have such a vow?