Greek Mythology: I Open a Treasure Chest at Olympus - Chapter 8

“Aunty Asteria, we should arrive soon.”

Bathed in the brisk sea breeze, Apollo looked ahead from the sky.

Asteria nodded and said, “It’s probably a few hundred miles away, and at our speed, we’ll be there soon.”

A look of hesitation suddenly appeared on the face of the meteor goddess, and she thought for a while before saying:

“Little Apollo, when you arrive at Rivia Island, if Hecate does anything strange, you must ignore her.”

“Aunt Asteria, why do you say that?” Apollo wondered.

Asteria’s expression was somewhat complicated:

“Sister Leto should have told you that this daughter of mine is a very good god, except that she likes to delve into some strange things, and even I, the mother, have no way of understanding her behavior and actions.”

“Especially after being approved by the goddess Nyx, she was out of control. She lived alone on the island. My husband was again imprisoned by Zeus in Tartarus, and no one disciplined her.”

Apollo couldn’t help but become more and more curious about this cousin.

In Greek mythology, he knew Hecate, the goddess of opportunity, was also a god of special status.

She didn’t belong to the jurisdiction of the sky, the earth, the ocean, or the underworld, and at the same time, she had a high status in these places. Zeus in the sky also respects her, and Hades in the underworld had her as the deputy ruler.

Although she was far from reaching her later achievements, she must be absolutely extraordinary.

As the two spoke, they soon reached the island of Rivia. From the outside, this was a very ordinary island with no buildings.

But as soon as he stepped in, Apollo felt a sudden change in the surrounding environment, and he appeared in a dark palace.

Asteria smiled lightly: “Hecate has cast a spell here. She doesn’t like being disturbed. If you didn’t come with me, what you would encounter now would be a fire of hell.”

Apollo turned his gaze forward.

In the empty palace in front, there was a small stone owl sculpture, which was lifelike in the dark.

Suddenly, the surrounding space automatically lit candles one by one, illuminating the dark environment.

Under the heavy candlelight, the cloudy eyes of the owl stone sculpture became animated, and it emitted a crisp sound.

“Goddess Asteria, you are welcome. Lord Hecate is doing research. Please go to the side hall to rest first with the young guest next to you.”

Apollo looked at the owl curiously, and Asteria took him by the hand and led him into the side hall.

There was a long table with some high-backed chairs beside it.

“Sit down first.” Asteria pointed out.

Asteria and Apollo sat down separately when a thumping sound came from inside.

Apollo gazed over, and several tall figures came from the room inside.

On closer inspection, a few puppet-like people were wearing aprons and holding tea trays, moving stiffly toward the place.

“Both of you, please have tea-”

Several puppets said respectfully as they placed teacups full of tea in front of them. Apollo gave them a meaningful look. Asteria blinked and said, “These puppet servants made of puppet art are among Hecate’s achievements.”

“Puppet art?”

“Puppet art is a kind of magic that I study, and it is mainly related to the nature of the connection between the soul and the body.”

Suddenly, a voice came from the darkness.

Apollo gazed over, and a beautiful young girl in a long brown dress with black eyes and hair stepped out.

She looked only sixteen or seventeen years old, with a graceful figure, a quiet temperament, and a beautiful girl.

But she had fluffy hair, her fair and delicate facial features were full of stains, and there were dirty things all over her body.

Walking to Asteria, she rubbed her nose and asked:

“Mother, is this Aunt Leto’s son? He looks good, and he has a lot of divine power. If we use it for research, it will be a suitable material.”

Apollo was momentarily stunned.

Asteria jumped up and slapped the girl on the head twice: “What are you thinking about all day long? I brought little Apollo here because I hope you will take care of him for a while instead of thinking about research.”

The girl rubbed her head and said dissatisfiedly: “You hit me again, others don’t know, you still don’t know the effect of my ‘magic’ this is something that can change the pattern of the gods, and even Goddess Nyx supports me in my research. ”

Hearing the word ‘magic’, Apollo’s heart was stirred.

In Greek mythology, Hecate, the goddess of opportunity, was known as the vice ruler of the underworld, the queen of ghosts, and the goddess of roads and forks in the road. She was also the queen of magic, the goddess of witches, and the goddess of spells.

Over the years, he had also learned about the general situation of the gods from his mother.

In Leto’s description, the gods were only developing the divine power brought by their own bloodline and, at most, exercising their physical bodies and practicing battle techniques such as archery and swordplay.

He had never heard of other abilities.

But now, Hecate has developed magic?

As if sensing Apollo’s curiosity, Hecate looked at him with big eyes and said:

“I grew up wondering why we gods are born with all the exceptional abilities that mortals are not. They say our power originates from our ancestors, but how can our ancestors endow us with divine power?”

“Then I studied how to use extraordinary power without using divine power and thus developed magic. This spell doesn’t require divine power and can display many special abilities.”

Speaking of this, a dazzling color appeared on her dirty face.

The instant beauty made Apollo look sideways.