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

Morning,

At the sacrificial ceremony prepared by King Pelias of the kingdom of Iolcos to seek Hera's forgiveness,

Queen Hera displayed her divine power and appeared at the ceremony.

But she had not come to forgive Pelias; she had come for her 'Jason'.

As she had told Athena under the starry sky that night,

'When he returns to his kingdom and seeks to reclaim everything he once had, I will be by his side to help him reclaim it all!'

Undoubtedly, Hera was fulfilling that promise now.

She appeared in this kingdom, in front of all its citizens, condemning Pelias for seizing his brother's throne through treachery.

Hera had even set the stage for her beloved "Jason" to make his entrance.

At this moment, with a gentle smile on her face, Hera gazed at her "Jason," filled with joy as she eagerly awaited his appearance.

She completely failed to notice the helpless and speechless look in Promise' eyes.

Having "God's perspective" and knowing from the start that the old woman was Hera, Promise immediately understood upon seeing hee appear in that form and complete her public miracle, gazing expectantly at him.

The queen of the Olympian gods, the most revered among all goddesses, had mistaken him for someone else from beginning to end!

She never once doubted that Promise wasn't Jason!

And glancing at the clueless guy beside him, currently overwhelmed with shock and joy...

This was a complete disaster!

Promise couldn't help but scream inwardly.

Indeed, it was over!

Overcome with excitement and joy, Jason, after a brief moment of stupor, eagerly rushed toward Hera.

"Excuse me, excuse me!"

Heart pounding with anticipation, he pushed through the crowd and ascended the stage Hera had set.

Under the gaze of the entire kingdom and the increasingly furious King Pelias, he quickly approached Hera.

And with under the Goddess' silent and puzzled gaze, he awkwardly bowed.

"Great and beautiful goddess Hera, ah, praise your mercy and wisdom!"

"You are right, Pelias is a vile person who used despicable means to take my father's throne. But now, I have returned."

"I naturally have the right to reclaim what is rightfully mine from him!"

And the crowd erupted in an uproar.

Even in the presence of the revered Queen Hera, the people couldn't help but whisper and point at the scene unfolding above.

Hearing the commotion, Pelias' expression grew even darker.

As his eyes filled with rage, he glared at Jason, though he didn't dare direct his anger at Hera.

After a long silence, Hera suddenly asked, "Who... are you?"

"Huh?" Jason blinked, looking at her in confusion and replied, "I am Jason."

The latter remained silent for a moment longer.

"You are Jason?" Hera's previously gentle voice began to grow colder.

"Then... who is he?"

As she spoke, Hera turned her gaze behind Jason.

A bewildered Jason followed Hera's line of sight and saw Promise approaching.

"I am Promises, beautiful and great goddess Hera," The latter said respectfully, bowing to her as he arrived beside Jason.

In that moment, the gentle gaze Hera had previously directed at Promise turned icy cold.

"You are not Jason?"

Faced with Hera's question, Promise didn't immediately respond.

Instantly, he glanced at the utterly confused Jason beside him.

Simultaneously, the once noisy crowd fell silent.

Sensing something was amiss, everyone instinctively turned their attention back to the strange scene unfolding on the stage.

Even King Pelias, who had been pale with fury, now regained some color and watched with curiosity as Promise, Jason, and Hera interacted.

"That's right."

After a brief silence, Promise took a deep breath and, seeing no other option, lowered his head and replied, "I am not Jason."

In an instant, Hera felt the world spin!

And she staggered.

Barely managing to steady herself, her once gentle eyes now blazed with fury.

Hera glared at Promise and Jason.

At the same time, the once clear sky was suddenly obscured by dark clouds.

Thunder and lightning intertwined, illuminating the kingdom now shrouded in darkness. 

She was Queen Hera, wife of the god-king Zeus, who had promised to share his power and glory with her to win her love.

Thus, the crackling lightning made Hera's feelings abundantly clear.

Faced with the sudden wrath of a goddess, Jason, unprepared for this divine anger, nearly fell to the ground in fear.

Promise, however, stood tall before Hera.

His green eyes unwaveringly met hers.

At that moment,

...

...

"Hahahaha, here it is, here it is! This is the moment I've been waiting for, Hera! This is the moment I've been waiting for, hahaha..."

Under the rapidly changing dark clouds, the silver-haired, golden-eyed goddess Athena sat atop the palace.

She laughed uproariously.

Completely disregarding her image and dignity as the goddess of wisdom, she laughed until tears nearly came out.

But who could blame her? 

Such an amusing scene was truly a once-in-a-lifetime spectacle!

She was already prepared to call upon the bards to spread this dramatic tale across every corner of ancient Greece, ensuring it would be remembered forever!

Beside her, the petite goddess of fate, dressed in a traditional Athenian white robe, silently observed the scene unfolding before her.

"Aren't you afraid that in her rage, she might kill those two children?" the petite goddess of fate couldn't help but ask Athena.

"If they die, the future of the Argo..."

"Don't worry, Hera won't kill them, at least not in this situation. She absolutely won't act impulsively right now, because..."

Athena couldn't help but smile as she watched the scene below. "In such a situation, if she really lost her temper and killed those two children, it would make things irreparable.

Besides, I'm still here. If she completely loses her mind in anger, I'll step in and save them."

The petite goddess of fate fell silent, saying nothing more.

Athena indeed had the standing to make such statements, even when facing Queen Hera.

"However, it seems it's about time."

The goddess of wisdom stood up, still smiling.

"It's about time for me to step in and clean up."

Athena spoke lightly... In fact, this wasn't the first time she had played a trick on Hera.

She had tricked Hera once before during the incident with Heracles.

To be more precise, most of the Olympian gods had been tricked by Athena at some point, but they could never do much about it.

Her divine power was second only to that of Zeus!

And not only was she powerful, but she also had the wisdom to resolve even the most absurd situations effortlessly.

When she sprang from Zeus's head, she inherited not only Zeus's formidable power but also her mother's wisdom.

She was the goddess of wisdom.

The cherished child of the Olympian pantheon, the brightest jewel!

And this was why Athena had allowed Hera's misunderstanding to unfold into such a dramatic scene.

She had already devised a perfect solution in her mind.

So now, as Athena prepared to step in and bring this amusing drama to a close...

"Huh?"

Athena suddenly noticed something surprising and interesting.

It made her pause.

She saw,

...