Dark Soul Moon

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Chapter 58 Goddess Hecate

After that, Ashes lived in Hecate's temple for more than ten days. During that time, he was busy translating the golden scroll, carefully correcting possible translation errors.

Medea would come to her every day, and her original words were as follows: "I want to make sure you are preparing my compensation!"

Then after staring at the ashes for 10 minutes, he ran out because of boredom, and so on, until the day passed.

Eventually, Ashes translated the golden scroll.

On the second day after the translation was completed, Medea came to him as usual and saw the ashes lying on the table.

Even so, Ashes still didn't take off his armor.

Translating the golden scroll without sleep for more than ten days in a row, even the undead felt a little tired, so he decided to take a short break.

"Hello..." Medea wanted to shout as soon as she entered the door, but she saw Ashes lying on the table, as if she had fallen asleep, and she directly swallowed the words that followed her.

Walking quietly to the back of Ashes, Medea's eyes flashed with complicated expressions. After thinking about it, she looked at the untouched bed and quilt.

"For the sake of your hard work, I'll cover you with the quilt..." Medea said to herself, then she took off her shoes, climbed onto the bed as if she had convinced herself, Some struggled to pick up the quilt.

Medea's face turned into a bitter gourd shape, "Hmm...", she didn't learn magic to increase strength or magic to move objects out of thin air, but only learned healing magic.

"Hey..." Holding the quilt with difficulty, Medea got off the bed, and then Medea looked at Ashes who was much taller than her, and fell into deep thought.

In the end, Medea moved another chair and stepped on it to cover Ashes with the quilt.

Even if Medea accidentally made a noise, Ashes didn't wake up.

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Ashes suddenly opened his eyes, he remembered that he seemed to have a dream?

In the dream, I was holding a straight sword with a dark aura, fighting against enemies with huge swords and spears, and behind me were many people in thin armor fighting against well-equipped silver armored enemies.

At the end of the dream, he seemed to be pierced by a shining thunder spear, and the enemies who fought with him showed shock and anger.

"Uh..." Ashes touched his head, but touched the smooth edge of the helmet, and then he noticed that he was covered with a quilt.

Ashes was a little surprised, "Has anyone been here?" He looked around, only to find Medea curled up and sleeping on the bed.

Beside Medea, there is the golden scroll he translated.

"..." After thinking for a while, Ashes understood what happened.

He looked at Medea, who seemed to be flushed because of the cold, and took off the quilt she was wearing, and covered Medea.

After that, he walked out of the room.

Looking at the night sky, Ashes froze.

What is that dream?Was it before he became the ashes of the fireless?Why did it never appear in endless reincarnation, but it appeared this time?

The sword and spear are very similar to the sword and spear held by the unknown king, and the silver armored enemy is also very similar to the silver knight.

The thunder gun that pierced him was also very similar to the sun gun used by the avatar of King Xin.

But the impression about the dream was too vague, Ashes couldn't remember the specific details of the dream, so he wasn't sure if his guess was correct.

"It amazes me that the hero Perseus can do magic."

At this moment, a majestic and calm female voice sounded.

A woman stepped out of the darkness.

"..." Ashes looked at the other party silently.

The woman didn't care, she walked in front of Ashes: "Medea is sleeping inside, this is not suitable for talking, come with me."

With a casual wave of his hand, the figures of the two disappeared in place.

When Ember reappeared, Ashes was already in a low-key but luxurious palace.

The woman sat on the throne and looked at the ashes: "I am the goddess Hecate, Medea's magic teacher. This is the first time we meet, Perseus."

"Medea's child is pure-hearted and has no defense against others. I thought you would take the opportunity to do something. But I didn't expect that you didn't do anything, but translated this magical magic."

A magic scroll translated by Ashes suddenly appeared in Hecate's hand.

Glancing at Ashes who had become vigilant, "Relax, I am not hostile. On the contrary, I can give you blessings. After all, there are not many people who are so different."

After flipping through the magic scroll casually, Hecate sent it back to Medea.

Standing up, "In the name of the goddess Hecate, I bless the person in front of me." Hecate announced with a solemn expression.

Then, the power of blessing descended on Ashes.

"As for what my blessing is, let you discover it yourself."

Hecate frowned slightly.

"You can go back now, that child Medea cares about you very much, and often asks me for rumors about you."

After leaving these words, Hecate sent the ashes outside the palace.