Type-Moon Greece: I Really Don't Want to Become a Hero! Chapter 107: Only Teacher Hecate is Special!

Underworld,

In the endless abyss, within Tartarus.

The ancestor of all demons Typhon, transford into a goddess wearing a pitch-black dress, with white hair and bewitching purple twin eyes.

At this mont, she was looking at Jason, who had co alone before her, with a gaze mixed with a trace of surprise and interest.

The demon spear given to Jason by Typhon had a teleportation function, allowing direct transport to Typhon's presence.

"It truly surprises ..."

Typhon looked at the white-robed youth before her, whom she was eting again in less than two days, and the corners of her mouth curved slightly upward as she said, "Our reunion is so soon... And this ti, you have co alone before ."

That Jason would discover the teleportation on the demon spear was within Typhon's expectations.

But Typhon did not expect that the next eting would be so soon, and that Jason would co alone before her!

One must know who she was; she was the ancestor of all demons, Typhon!

"I have co this ti to express my thanks to you, the great one."

In contrast to Typhon's surprise, Jason appeared much calr, respectfully saying to her, "And I believe that the great Typhon deity will not make things difficult for ... Thank you for the grace you bestowed. I have already successfully defeated the hundred-headed dragon Ladon and offered tribute to the war god Ares!"

"Yes, I already know all of it." Typhon nodded... After all, it was impossible for that demon spear not to have her handiwork on it.

"Well done." Typhon smiled bewitchingly, gazing at Jason before her as she said, "And I must also thank you for not killing my child."

Actually, I did kill so, like the Chira... Jason naturally could not say this out loud, and of course, Jason also understood that Typhon probably knew.

Even if she did not know, she would not care.

Because in Typhon's heart, she did not care about the life or death of the Chira, the hundred-headed dragon Ladon, or the like at all.

This was an extrely cunning deity. Though she was the symbol of destruction, possessing world-shattering power, she was willing to lurk in this endless dark Tartarus, silently waiting for the opportunity.

One must know that Tartarus, one of the primordial deities, was Typhon's father.

For Typhon to leave would not be difficult at all!

But she lurked here, silently observing the world, waiting for the opportunity to arrive... Waiting for the opportunity to defeat the king of the gods Zeus!

"Child, you did not co to this ti simply to express thanks, right?"

Then, Typhon smiled bewitchingly at Jason and said, "Tell , what else do you want to obtain from ... Even if it is power stronger than my children, or even stronger than the gods, I can bestow it upon you!"

Since he ca, he must seek sothing... Typhon clearly thought this way. She even thought that because Jason had suffered in the battle with Ladon, he ca to find her, wanting to gain even stronger power.

But in reality, it was not like that at all.

In the instant Typhon's words fell, without even a second of hesitation, Jason shook his head at Typhon and said, "No, great Typhon deity, I did not co this ti seeking power, nor to obtain anything more from you, the great one. I ca solely to express my thanks to you."

As he spoke, under Typhon's stunned hearing, Jason bowed to her and said, "Thank you, great Typhon deity. Without you, I absolutely could not have defeated the hundred-headed dragon Ladon.

Therefore, you can rest assured: the hundred-eyed giant Argus... I will definitely fulfill the agreent with you!"

Typhon looked at Jason before her; such an answer... clearly exceeded Typhon's expectations!

Because she knew Jason was not lying.

In fact, Jason could not possibly be interested in her power or anything like that. There are no free lunches falling from the sky; even if Typhon forced it on him, Jason would have to consider it carefully!

"...You ca to solely to express thanks?"

Typhon furrowed her brows.

"Yes, great Typhon deity. I ca to you this ti solely to express my thanks." Jason looked up, eting Typhon's gaze directly, and said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Indeed, I did not misjudge you."

After a long ti, Typhon could not help but laugh and said to Jason, "You are an interesting child... In your eyes, I can see desire. You are not a person without desires, but even so, it cannot sway you in the slightest.

You must know that desire is sothing even we... cannot resist!"

In Greek mythology, gods and humans share the sa form and nature, with human physical beauty and the seven emotions and six desires, understanding joy, anger, sorrow, and pleasure, participating in human activities.

The greatest difference between Greek gods and humans lies only in the forr's immortality, without a period of death; the latter has limited life, with birth, old age, illness, and death.

The gods in Greek mythology have distinct personalities, without ascetic elents and rarely with mystical colors. The gods still have fate, still get trapped by emotions, and still do bad things for their own interests.

After a light sigh, Typhon looked at Jason before her, shook her head with a smile, and said, "Alright, child, I accept your thanks... Leave."

With that said, Typhon turned her back and said, "I already know that the current you... cannot possibly co to my side, right."

"...Yes, Typhon deity." Jason replied softly.

"But I will not give up on you... On the contrary, I want you even more now."

"Go back, child. This ti, I will not do anything to you... But I have a feeling that in the future, you will eventually co to my side!"

Looking at Typhon's words with her back to him, Jason could not help but remain silent for a ti.

"Perhaps."

Then, ultimately, Jason did not deny such a possibility.

"However... No matter what it ultimately turns into, there is one thing that is absolute: I will absolutely not betray my teacher Hecate!

She has shown grace and protected until now. Although I am rely a human, I know gratitude."

After Jason finished speaking, he bowed to Typhon once more and then turned to leave.

And as Jason left, while Typhon was silent.

An old man dressed in black suddenly appeared here.

That was precisely the embodint of the abyss, one of the primordial deities, Tartarus!

"This is that little toy created by Protheus?... Interesting." Tartarus gazed at the departing Jason and said, "If I did not misinterpret just now... This child was warning you?"

"Coming to give thanks was sincere; I could feel he ant it."

"But at the sa ti, he ca this ti also to tell not to force him." The corners of Typhon's mouth curved slightly upward. "To tell that if I make any unusual moves, then he will run to Zeus's side."

"He is not afraid you will slap him to death with one palm?" Tartarus asked curiously.

Typhon looked at Tartarus and smiled, "Father, for such an interesting child, would you bear to slap him to death?"

Hearing this, Tartarus was stunned for a mont, contemplated for a while, and could not help but laugh as well: "Clearly not... Right, what is his na?"

"Jason."

"Jason... Jason? I rember this child." Tartarus nodded lightly, then turned into nothingness and vanished before Typhon.

Thus, with Jason's departure, the abyss fell silent once more, without a single sound.

At this mont, the concept of ti seed to stop once again.

And at this mont, in the underworld outside the abyss.

Jason, teleported to the path of the underworld via the caduceus, felt his legs go weak and nearly collapsed directly to the ground.

"Making you act tough, making you act tough, making you act tough!"

Imdiately after, under the puzzled gazes of the butterflies of the underworld escorting him around, Jason kept lightly slapping his own face and muttered, "Is it not good to just live well? Why go and court death! That is Typhon, the ancestor of all demons Typhon!

And I actually went to warn her... Do I really think my life is too long!"

Afraid? ...Nonsense, it would be strange if he was not afraid.

Because that was truly the ancestor of all demons Typhon, who could slap him down with one palm, and Jason would die without possibility of resurrection!

But even if afraid, so things that needed to be done, Jason would still choose to do.

All along, Jason had always been this way.

Thus, after a brief mont of emotion and reflection, the risen Jason, under the escort of the butterflies of the underworld beside him, continued walking on the irreversible path of the underworld.

The escort of the butterflies of the underworld was actually very important, because without the butterflies of the underworld protecting him and blocking Jason's living human aura, the various ghouls, ghosts, and monsters lurking in the underworld would unhesitatingly launch attacks on Jason.

At the sa ti, the butterflies of the underworld would also protect Jason's soul from being infected by the underworld's underworld... Actually, this point was unnecessary.

After all, Jason's soul had already been tempered by the inextinguishable fire, plus it had the divine power of the lord of the underworld Hades within it, so it would not be affected at all.

In any case, after so ti, Jason arrived again at the gates of the underworld.

Before those two dogs.

This ti, when the three-headed hellhound and the two-headed dog saw Jason, they were too lazy even to say greetings.

They directly closed their eyes, in a manner of 'do as you please'.

But Jason still obediently greeted the two dogs before entering the underworld.

And just as he had left, the three-headed hellhound and the two-headed dog opened their eyes.

"You lost!" The three-headed hellhound said to the two-headed dog.

"You lost too; what is the use of looking at !" The two-headed dog rolled its eyes.

"I bet three days, but you bet a week, so you lost!" The three-headed hellhound said righteously.

"So now you stay here and watch; I am going out for a stroll!"

With that said, without waiting for the two-headed dog to reply, the excited three-headed hellhound turned and vanished into the darkness of the underworld...

And now, on the surging pitch-black River Styx.

The ferryman Charon looked at Jason, who was smiling at him, and his eyelids twitched twice... Oh, no, Charon had no eyelids; it was the ghostly fire in his skeletal head that flickered twice.

He then extended his hand to Jason and said, "Money!"

"Hey, Grandpa Charon, what is our relationship? How can you ask for money..."

"Coming over every three days or two would wear out any god. If not giving... Then swim over yourself!"

With that, Charon crossed his arms in front of his chest, turned his head away, in a manner of 'if you do not give money, then do not think of passing today'.

This could not help but make Jason's head ache a bit.

Though he had plenty of money, he truly did not have obols, and most importantly, even if he gave to Charon, he might not let Jason pass.

Clearly making things difficult...

"Then I will not pass for now. Grandpa Charon, let ask you sothing. Have you recently encountered a person with divinity? ...Simply put, a child of the great god of light Apollo." Jason's eyes turned, and he then asked.

"A child of Apollo?... Oh, I seem to have indeed encountered one."

"Really!" Jason's eyes lit up, and he asked Charon, "When? How long ago? And do you know where he went?"

"I know... But what relation does that person have to you? Why are you looking for him?" Charon looked at Jason.

Jason thought for a mont and ultimately answered Charon's question truthfully.

"You and he are senior and junior brothers, and Athena even sent you to help him?... That might be a bit troubleso." Charon hesitated for a ti and then said, "Because he was taken away by the god of death Thanatos."

"God of death Thanatos?" Jason was stunned.

The god of death Thanatos, as his na suggests, the deity in charge of death.

Thus, Jason instantly guessed the reason why the god of death would be related to Senior Brother Asclepius.

Because Asclepius was the god of dicine who created a divine dicine capable of resurrecting the dead!

Moreover, the god of death's status in the underworld was extrely high.

He was a child of the five primordial gods, the goddess of night Nyx!

That is right, the Nyx goddess who happened to have relations with Hecate.

"If you want to find the god of death, I advise you to best bring your teacher. I rember the two of them know each other, and if I rember correctly, the god of death seems to be one of your teacher Hecate's suitors."

Hearing Charon's words, Jason could not help but blink.

He thought for a while and shook his head, saying, "Never mind, I still will not go find Teacher... I just caused her trouble yesterday. If I go to Teacher now, I am afraid she will really lock up!"

"I will still go find Sister Persephone for help!"

Hearing this, Charon could not help but laugh.

With an expression of 'you still have so self-awareness'.

Jason did not pay attention to Charon. After obtaining the information he wanted, under Charon's curious gaze, Jason took out the deep-sea-colored lyre he had obtained from Sea Queen Amphitrite.

Then, as he played beautiful music, while attracting the surrounding nurous spirits of the underworld to watch, under Charon's slightly surprised gaze.

He stepped on the surface of the underworld's sea and walked into the depths of the underworld.