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◈ Chapter 79 - Greek Style Relationship Between Men and Women.
Overcoming new challenges in a new life twice.
Now, for the first time in a long time, I was leading a peaceful life, paying attention to the orbital bombardment in the sky and waiting for the D-day that would come at any moment.
It is said that the reason the schedule was so busy in the beginning was to go there for a month and find out what type of job I would like to work in and my personality.
For a hero training academy, it can be said that Chiron is truly an educator, as he even provides guidance on career paths after graduation.
The professors who teach there are either nymphs and centaurs with over a hundred years of experience, or people who are born with the blood of the gods and are gifted with crazy talent.
As Kariklo assured, if you successfully graduate from the Forest of Heroes, you will be welcomed wherever you go and you will be able to make a living.
"Hmm... Honestly, I think this number is a bit excessive for hunting down a pack of wolves."
"Tessie, don't be stupid. "The more troops and power you have, the better."
"So, honestly, because Hackle and Dianeth shook the forest, we were able to find the wolves faster.."
And it was these little heroes, the so-called golden generation, who stood out in this forest of heroes.
It refers to minor heroes that are hard to find even in the long history of Greece, or demigods who already show seeds of divinity in each field, and is also the name of the independent class I am currently in.
Written by Jason.
Intellectual Theseus.
Malignant Morpheus.
Atalanta, the female hunter.
Actaeon the Hunter.
God asclepius
And even the great hero, the prophesied child Hercules.
It was a special class made up of some of the most unique people in this world of mythology, and it was a class I naturally joined.
In the forest, there was nothing more to teach in the field I worked in, so I lived freely except for a few appropriate general education classes, and had the privilege of hunting alone or receiving missions.
Today, I was on my way back from an external request with four helpless men to celebrate completing my adaptation period and becoming part of the golden generation.
"That's it! Dianes, when will it be finished?"
"Just wait a moment. It's a shame because I borrowed fire from Hestosias. "It's not a dish that can be prepared this quickly."
First of all, Greece is the home of a culture that has dominated the ages and has never lost its pulse throughout all generations.
Jesus had not even come up with the idea yet, and China boasted an incredible cultural level even though it was very ancient, almost like the Three Emperors and Five Emperors.
In particular, when it came to food, there was literally nothing, including porridge, bread, cookies, and even all kinds of spices that made me wonder how they were here under Demeter's blessing.
Meanwhile, we are a people who eat meat in the most detailed way in the world.
It was natural that the best person in the world, who eats everything except airplanes in the sky, desks on land, and submarines in the sea, was drawn to the kitchen.
-Bubble, bubbling!
"Oh shit, look at this beautiful scent."
What made me realize the progress of Greece's cutting-edge civilization was the bone-boning technology.
In a world where gods live, the bones of the meat offered to the gods were cleaned cleanly without any trace of blood and were piled up neatly.
In addition, the cows and pigs raised in these rich forests and land boast a meat quality so vivid that no other livestock farming method can match it.
The cat passes by the fish market, but I cannot pass by this place.
Even now it is a cool summer dawn.
After jumping over a mountain, running through a vast forest, and hunting down a pack of cunning wolves, I was sure to crave hot soup.
"Hey... I thought this would be really delicious..."
"This smell really drives people crazy."
"Even though Prometheus came up with a trick and made humans sacrifice meat and bones to the gods.
I wondered why the gods still accept bones as burnt offerings. "That too is a thing of the past now."
As they said, what I am preparing now is the so-called gomtang made with fresh bones.
Even if you can't do it, you have to cook it thoroughly for half a day while controlling the heat.
Thanks to Hephaestus' blessing, the bones were oozing out in an instant.
"I don't know what the principle is."
As those who know it know, beef bones are not just made by boiling them over high heat.
Temperature control is necessary, and the time it takes for the bones to come out is also very important.
This fire was able to overcome all of those processes and recreate perfect bone broth in just 30 minutes.
It is a fire that has the will to participate not only in physical heat but also in the state of matter or time itself.
"I guess it's because it's the age of mythology. "The Mujibo is wandering around."
Pan's flute and this fire are like that.
If there were something even half that size in the martial arts world, it would most likely be praised as a great treasure and cost a lot of blood.
In particular, if it is such a magical fire, the Namman Sun Palace or Podalap's Buddhist temple will certainly try to obtain it even in exchange for their own martial arts skills.
"...Bone broth boiled over that kind of fire."
It can be said that it is a truly astounding situation.
Anyway, in the bone broth that was made in an instant, I added the pork belly prepared from the piece of meat I got from the centaur butcher, boiled it for a while, then added spice powder, Greek chives, and green onions and let it boil.
Delicious bone broth came out in no time.
"It's old. "Spread in moderation."
-Oooh!
There was nothing better than hot meat soup to warm my mouth and stomach while my sweaty body was cooling off in the cold early morning wind.
Using the bread and pickled olives that Theseus had resourcefully brought as side dishes, the blue and golden youth filled their bellies with hot soup and meat.
"Big. Good, good."
Hercules fills up a huge bowl of soup and takes a quick shot of it, exclaiming as if he wants to survive.
The others also nodded silently, dipping their bread in the soup.
"What on earth is Passos doing? Martial arts are martial arts, art is art, and even cooking like this is produced."
Theseus tore the bread, making a sound that was either lamentation or admiration.
At first glance, it seemed like a friendly exchange of criticism between friends, but I noticed the jealousy and resentment underneath and quietly sipped my soup.
This kind of subdued jealousy and checks are somewhat familiar to me.
He might even hate me for having a greater reputation than himself, along with Hercules, with the goal of making a name for himself in the future and regaining the throne.
"Well, it's because I'm so good."
Haha! Wow, really. He seems like the embodiment of self-love that would make even Apollo go away. But it's that kind of ability. "I admit it."
On the other hand, Jason couldn't help but giggle.
Jason was a bit different from Hercules and Theseus.
What can I say? While the two are statues of warriors or heroes running alone to Dokgodai, this one shows the aspect of a king leading an army and ruling over the people.
The occasional twinkle in his eyes when he looked at Hercules or me was also the eyes of an ambitious man looking at friends who would become his strong connections in the future.
In addition to his classes, he also encouraged and trained former bandit soldiers whom he had subjugated, demonstrating enough charisma and military strategy to lead an expeditionary force of heroes in the future.
"Hey... Can I give the remaining bones to my kids?"
"Kids? Oh, hunting dogs?"
"Uh..Yeah, first of all, everyone ran hard. Although they provided me with plenty of food. "But I still want to feed you something warm..."
And Actaeon.
Contrary to the vain and tragic end of the nuclear power plant myth, the training and hunting skills he showed today were clearly outstanding.
Even her fifty hounds that he raised were equal in number to the nymphs of Artemis light years away, and showed her inner reverence and support.
'I think I chose the wrong god to worship...'
Maybe he was a little timid, but in this era, he was a natural hunter with such abilities, and his cute appearance hidden under his bushy green hair would set fire to the hearts of many sisters.
But the god I follow is a psychopathic unicorn.
What can I do?
It's not that he did anything wrong, that crazy light-nyeon is a twin-nyeon.
Even so, Atalanta is still showing off the hands and personality of a daughter of light years, so I'm in the process of preparing for her to be given some martial arts classes and mental remodeling soon.
I don't know if this naive and timid hunter will change his faith after hearing my words.
I wonder what on earth he likes so much that he follows him like that.
Is it appearance? Is it really that look?
"What are you thinking like that?"
"Just leave it alone. They're probably planning something bigger than we can even imagine."
"Oh, then let's listen to it later during strategy class. If it's a mysterious strategy from that far away land, it's worth listening to."
It's a strategy...
I'm sorry, but I don't know anything else, but I'm really bad at that. I'm sorry Jason.
That's because if I start to step forward during a political war, any strategic tactics become useless, and if I also step forward and run amok without the need to make strategic decisions, the situation is over.
Gwihyeonsa took care of all other matters of command and strategy.
'...Gwihyeonsa Temple.'
A mad genius who buried his name and burned everything just for revenge.
It was a name that still deeply hurt me.
"...Tsk. "The soup is bland."
However, it was a name that must now be forgotten, a name that has now been forgotten.
As I tried to cover up the name again and slurped down the soup, I saw the Little Heroes looking at me with strange eyes.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Oh, no, well..."
"W-I guess that was a bit of a scary face...?"
"You have a complicated face. "I think I showed humanity for the first time."
"What's the problem? "A woman too?"
These bastards...
Don't use your heroic insight in such a moment.
"I cooked it to the best of my ability, but it's a bit of a waste. "I'm a little upset because it didn't go as I expected..."
"Hey, now that I think about it. What kind of magic did you do? "What on earth can Atalanta do to become a girl in love?"
"Yo, the Artemis hunting group is talking a lot about that these days... Yes, I wonder if you did some kind of magic. Ah! Of course I believe not!"
"As expected, the man has something to do with his appearance... No, Asclepius must have been at the treatment center with him.
"Do you like to enjoy life in a tense atmosphere without being caught?"
"..."
Oh shit.
I guess it's because it's a sweaty men's bathhouse.
Or maybe it's because it's a Greek country where night time is standard.
Like wolves that smelled blood, these green hero dream trees did not miss my opportunity and began to bite me.
'Holy shit.'
As I closed my eyes with an ominous feeling, they started whispering about Atalanta in earnest.
"Even when you were running around like a hedgehog with a fierce temper, all kinds of guys tried to do something and got hooked."
"Oh, right. At that time, Orion mobilized all his gang and got beaten up.
"He hid behind me and got out, and the other guys used his help and got kicked out."
"Well, Master Chiron used the soldering iron himself...Hehe!"
"But that Atalanta has such melty eyes."
"I heard that many heroes, both men and women, cried up and down at that sight."
"So, how was it? "What about Atalanta on the bed?"
"If you saw that, you would have attacked first, right?"
"Eh, hey... Ah, it's Atalan, but even if it's Dianeth..."
Hercules, Jason, and even Actaeon, a timid man who seemed completely unaffected, began to pressure me with sinister smiles, as they gathered on both sides and in front of me, as if surrounding their prey.
Haha. Crazy guys. Do you think I would say that?"
"Hey, why are you getting rid of me with something like that? "Are you a new bride who spent her first night together?"
"We will also release you one by one. Let's start first. "Is there some wine here?"
"Ah, I am a body dedicated to Artemis..."
When I tried to keep my mouth shut, the three teenagers attacked me directly.
However, only one person stared at me with his mouth closed, then put down his plate and stood up.
"...Wake up first."
"Theseus? "It's about to get interesting..."
Before Hercules could catch him, Theseus quickly left his spot and disappeared.
◈ Chapter 80 - Ares, the One-Handed Instructor.
Let's just ignore the pitiful love story of a handsome boy.
It's not some kind of world view of a man ganging a woman, but now you have your eyes on my woman! It's not like I'm going to make a fuss.
Above all, if that guy approached Atalanta right now to do something to her, he would be in trouble, and the little hero named Theseus was someone who would know that at a glance.
And more than anything, I haven't had time to worry about that these days.
Theseus left the place with a look on his face, looking upset, so it was difficult for us to continue our work, so we left his place.
Tomorrow was a vacation, as I had been on an external mission all day.
Everyone dispersed, saying that they must have drank too much wine and that they would sleep in late.
My routine started now.
"...Eris?"
"Hey? "Are you noticing that strange aura anymore?"
While pretending to go back to my dorm, I quietly called out his name, and under the cloudy dawn sky,
A vivid pink color that was poisonous blocked my vision.
A woman of discord and strife... No, a goddess.
And Eris, who is my eldest sister by blood.
Although she has long, sparkling pink hair and red eyes like Atalanta, she has poisonous red eyes that are reminiscent of blood, not jewels.
The two fruits of the voluptuous woman, clearly visible under the strangely colored Greek-style dress, and the mischievous beauty of both playfulness and sadism coexisted, were enough to captivate even me for a moment.
However, seeing the ominous aura surrounding her and the sadistic look in her eyes that overshadowed everything, made her realize that her first impression was important.
"Huh... It holds up pretty well. "She's livelier than she looks. Ares and her older sister aren't the type of people to teach by looking at her like that."
"Well, it's not like I'm going to fall off with a single slash like someone else."
Because I'm not as weak as others.
When I smiled softly, as if asking her to look at me on purpose, Eris's glaring face, which had been preparing for a turning blow, cooled down.
"Well, why? "Kowa?"
How does Goddess Jammin, the goddess of discord and strife, who makes you want to punch her just by looking at her, come into being?
While he was having a leisurely diss battle with me, I had to go back a few days for this.
* * *
As I was almost finishing the month called the adjustment period, Chiron called me for the first time in a while.
Personally, I was looking forward to fighting a sword with a half-human, half-demon who wielded the ultimate spear technique called the Gwangma Spear.
However, her adjustment period was a busy 18-hour schedule, and she even missed almost a week of her life to make up for it.
However, I ran to his office shouting hurray at being able to officially skip time and have fun.
However...
"Long time no see. "Young brother."
"Hey... Sheesh, isn't anything broken?"
Completely unexpected people greeted me next to the half-man and half-horse.
As soon as she saw me, I completely ignored Eris, who looked at me with the intention of spitting.
I smiled brightly and greeted the sight of the black angel greeting me with a smile as bright as her voluptuous heart.
"Sister Nemesis!"
"Nu-nim..."
"Sister?!"
"Cluck cluck cluck!"
"Khum! Huh?!"
Ah, the word 'sister' that popped out without my knowledge caused a huge stir among the mythical beings.
The solemn-faced Nemesis flapped his wings and turned his face.
Eris scrunched up her face and glared at me as if she had just chewed something.
Chiron and the unidentified handsome man kept coughing as if they were sick.
"Wow, even my father calls me 'sister' so calmly in front of the goddess of judgment who is so desperate?
Chiron, where did you pick up such a big thing?"
"Hmm, that's why I never get bored in this forest."
If I were to describe him, one word would be that he is a battle fanatic.
A handsome man with a refreshing look, with dark blonde hair that is a strangely familiar mixture of oak color, hanging down to his shoulders.
However, when I met the fiercely raised smile on the corner of my mouth and the shiny red eyes that seemed to be assessing prey, I felt a shiver run down my spine as if I was encountering a wild beast.
He chatted with Chiron without hesitation and judging from the respect Chiron also received, he was also a god.
I could see that he was a god with quite powerful power.
"Hmm... Look at this."
Nam Shin, who made eye contact with me for a moment, then raised the corners of his mouth as if he was interested and approached me.
"...Oh."
Strong.
Strong, strong, strong.
Step by step, slowly moving arms and hands.
Their eyes are examining me and their heads are shaking as if they are having fun.
Every movement was a preparation for battle, to crush and tear the opponent.
I knew someone just like this.
A rare divine demon in the history of the Demonic Cult who is said to have conquered the realm alone and surpassed the realm of the Heavenly Demon without any Heavenly Demon magic.
It was said that the name of an ordinary demon could not contain his power, so he was called the first of the demons, that is, Magon.
He was praised as Sura's devotion by leaving the area stained with blood and merciless hands.
He was Suramazon, the first of the Twelve Gods and praised as the greatest demon of all time.
'I can't believe I see something like this again.'
One difference is that Suramazon was also human.
He adjusted his fighting spirit and fighting spirit over time, but the god in front of him seemed to need to control it.
He was standing in front of me, looking down at me, clearly showing his fighting spirit and fierceness.
"Ares! "I would have told you!"
"Nemesis, calm down. "Isn't it just a matter of saying hello to an old friend who helped me defeat that unlucky Athena?"
"...Ah!"
I couldn't help but admire her as she raised her hand and calmed her down at her urgent call of Nemesis, the name of her male god.
"The god of war, Ares. "Forerunner Ares, king of warriors!"
The fighting god of Olympus and the predecessor of war.
The great hand of Passos, who took great care of the poems that I received with a wild boar for a reasonable amount of money!
Even though I have experienced many things and lived a turbulent life, I can count the number of years that I have spent as a pilgrim pioneering inaction and as the head of a large religious order that worshiped the gods.
From my perspective, meeting a living warrior was quite encouraging.
With such strong fighting spirit and fighting spirit, how could one not feel awe as a warrior?
As a warrior, a pilgrim of myth, and a priest of the god of battle, I greeted him with my own respect.
"It's an honor to meet you."
"Oh, I didn't know it when I heard it... Is this an interesting friend?"
Ares, who was looking at me intently, nodded his head in admiration, pulled me by the shoulder and made me sit down next to him, humming as he spoke.
"I understand why my father and mother care so much. Even the monk and the wild animals growl like that whenever they talk about you. "I heard that even your uncle's cheap ass was harpooned by your lover's hand?"
Ares looked at me with pride, smiling fiercely like a lion that smelled blood.
"That's right, if you were born with a bell, you should have a fight like this."
"Oh? "If it's Saenim and wild animals, then Apollo and Artemis?"
Eris must have smelled a fun fire, so she flapped her wings and floated up, squeezing between Ares and me and putting his face towards her.
"What. Eris, didn't you know? I heard that Apollo went out to scout to avenge his sister, but when he saw my young believer running amok, he got scared and came back."
"What?! Is that really true?"
Eris' eyes sparkled as she looked at me as if she had seen it again, but I had a little bit of trouble understanding what was going on.
Suddenly, the principal called me and I came to see three big gods taking care of me...
"Hmm, Dianes. "The reason I called you here is for nothing else..."
"What are you talking about? Instead, at the command of Zeus and Queen Hera, the Daughters of the Old Night and the God of War descended to guide the newly born young god."
Ares patted my back, calmly snatching Chiron's words.
"Yes, just as Hermes said. If it's materials like this, I'll have to step in. "If it weren't for me, I wouldn't be able to deal with such a monster."
What Ares is saying even without saying it. I also understood.
Only warriors who fight all their lives, roll around on the battlefield, and seek some strange aesthetic in the moment understand.
The instinct to fight.
"First of all, here's how this happened..."
"Sister, wait a minute. "Should we take a test before we start?"
Ares interrupted Nemesis again before he could finish his explanation.
At this, I could see the beautiful veins bulging on Nemesis' white forehead, but like a wild boar on fire, Ares led me towards the nearby plains.
In the arena of infinite area created by the power of Ares, Tushin and I fought so excitedly that heaven and earth were indistinguishable.
I began to learn about the existence of God in earnest.
* * *
As I walked and bickered with Eris, I arrived at a barrier created by the power of Ares outside the forest.
"Hmph... Then I'll go up and take a look~"
"Do it or don't."
"Seeing!"
Eris disappeared, huffing at my awkward farewell.
I entered the barrier in a fighting stance.
As soon as I entered the barrier, what greeted me was the bright sun shining in the middle of the sky.
It was a huge, endless wasteland, and an arena surrounding it.
And in the middle of the arena, the god who found me was laughing fiercely, emitting enormous divine power instead of greeting me.
"Πόλεμος ρομϕαία!! Σώμα προέλαση!!"
There was no grand airflow or explosion of divine power.
Without any warning, a huge sword appeared in the hand of the warrior in the distance and swung sideways towards me.
And hundreds of fire spears rushed at me, filling up the gaps in the huge sword.
It was a full-body attack as if a huge army was advancing.
They aren't even just big swords or sharp spears.
Each one boasted tremendous destructive power, just like the attacks of the Hwagyeong masters I faced during the Battle of Jeongma, and each of their firing lines was also targeting my gaps and vital points.
An extremely unreasonable and ridiculous situation.
There are two choices.
Either spill it or fight back.
"Anyway, I guess he's a fighting fanatic. "They throw away bread without even saying hello."
If you had seen it in the game, it would have hit you right away even if you hit 15 Surren.
However, that is the situation I am facing now, and it was something I did many times in my past life.
Having experienced it myself, I could understand why the Murim Alliance screamed and retreated at the mere sight of the hem of my clothes.
"For someone who just ran all day, you're making me sweat again!"
-Shaaaaa!
It flowed through the entire body's energy veins, combining my internal energy with my divine magic energy, and my whole body burned into a black haze.
Then, in an instant, two demonic forces raised by authority materialized in both hands.
"Guyugeom-Heukseungmanmak (black 繩萬膜), Sura station heaven-noehuhwang (雷吼轟)."
The bottomless pit of Black Hell that swallows everything.
A roar like the thunderbolt of an angry Asura.
A black sword, at most the size of a heavy sword, bit into a giant sword like Mount Tai, and the Naegi and Divine Demon Qi, enraged with pure power, howled like thunder and tore through the ground and air.
-!!
A huge jolt of strength and power.
It was just after a moment so intense that even the air forgot the screams and the ground forgot its strength.
By the time the huge turmoil that could hardly be considered a prelude to a fight had subsided.
-Thump! Thump! Thump!
"Don't lose your mind!"
With earth-shaking steps, Ares suddenly closed the distance and listened.
"I've never let it go?!"
Usually, 'What an incredible martial artist...' 'You were also a formidable opponent.'
Just as they were about to exchange good words, Ares quickly closed the distance and this time engaged in hand-to-hand combat.
-Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Fist and fist. Every time the divine power collided with the divine power, the earth shook as if a bomb had fallen.
"You've grown a lot, you've grown a lot!"
"Isn't it when you're at your peak of growth?"
-Quaang!
The regime I brought forward with my advance collided head-on with Ares's straight line.
Ares and I distanced ourselves and took a moment to catch our breath.
◈ Chapter 81 - The Unexpected Charm of Ares.
After a brief lull, my whole body and I were so excited that we lost track of time.
"I feel it again, this barrier is amazing."
Ares' barrier takes the shape of a vast, endless wasteland and a huge Colosseum that surrounds it far away.
Whether it was dawn without the sun outside or midnight without the moon, the sky was always bright blue and hot in the afternoon, and whether I spent a day or a month here, I only stayed outside for about an hour at most.
Thanks to that, I was able to fight Ares with peace of mind without any external obstacles.
The fact that I could continue the extreme battle I wanted to achieve by competing with Hercules without worrying about time or space was such a great blessing to me that I planned to make the most of this opportunity.
Even the opponent is a god of war who has lived through war and battle for thousands of years.
I don't know about anything else, but in battle, Ares was a fiercer and rougher warrior than any warrior I've ever seen, and he was the best opponent with whom I had no problem matching my current strength, whether it was martial arts or tactics.
"Well, are you saying you like it that much? "You can do anything if you learn."
Ares pursed his lips as if he was pleased with my praise and waved his hand as if it was no big deal.
Ares snapped his fingers and his ground was restored in an instant, and he casually pulled out two small ceramic bottles from the air and offered them to me.
Although it only lasted a week or so from outside time, I felt like Tusin and I, who had been competing for almost a year, had become quite close friends.
"It's still just amazing technology. "Wow, even I'm surprised."
"I think the teachers will be happy to hear it. A god like Tusin, who was revered as the main god in the church, was recognized for his martial arts."
"Even if you paint your face with gold, not a single gold dust will come out."
Oh, I like it so much.
I couldn't help but chuckle as I saw the whole body grumbling bluntly but with the corners of its mouth twitching.
"But these are not empty words? To be honest, even where I came from, there was no one who was fine after being hit by a reverse punch and an old sword at the same time."
Each of them were twelve divine demons whose inaction was astounding as heaven, but among them, Guyugeomma and Suramazon were the strongest of the strong with different paths.
It was not for nothing that Shaolin's Daengjung and Namgung's idiots were astonished upon seeing their German martial arts skills.
"Honestly, don't you know how happy I am? Even if you hit this head on, you can take it back.
Do you know how long it's been since you've seen this?"
During the Conquest of the Murim, among the five great masters who boasted and boasted that they would shake off their heads, or the former masters who called themselves the Three Emperors or the Ojeni, or the twelve magicians, none of them received even a single sieve.
The magicians who have become quite good at handling divine magic through their training so far are almost perfectly reproducing the state of their previous lives, as long as they don't think about the strain on their bodies.
Its destructive power is already at the level of destroying mountains and drying up rivers.
However, the existence of an opponent who counters those twelve magic attacks with all his might and achieves an equal number means that even the twelve magic attacks are not yet perfect, which means that there are still more levels to overcome.
"Keuhum, I'm so happy... Hehe."
"The great queen, the hidden sorceress. Along with Hera, you are the guide and signpost itself that helps me know the path to follow. "I just want to thank you again and again."
This was my sincerity, without any hint of selfishness or empty words.
How can we talk about martial arts if we do not respect those who, as a warrior or a magician, give us a glimpse into the next stage of what we thought was the end.
"You're so loud, dude! What are you doing but drinking fast! "It's cold!"
"Ah, yep."
Perhaps out of embarrassment, Ares scolded and held out the bottle he was holding.
I opened the cap of the bottle he offered me and drank it down, and in an instant, the remaining fatigue and spent energy began to fill up in an instant.
"Hehe~ After all, there's nothing like drinking a little sweat."
"Whew... I really want to get a big container somewhere and drink it. "Thanks to you, I always enjoy the luxury."
A scent that warms your nose and mouth with the unique spicy taste of alcohol.
I couldn't help but be impressed once again by the taste that reminded me of the Seonhyangju I used to drink in the middle of Dongjeongho Lake and the recovery ability that reminded me of Choi Sang-geum's elixir.
Nectar, the drink of the gods, which I had a taste of as a result of Asclepius' prank last time.
It was so precious that Asclepius, whose father was Apollo, had to divide it into drops.
Ares would give me a hug every time he met me.
"Hmm. Then it's a luxury. "What demigod in the world would drink the nectar that Hebe personally served?"
The more I look at it, the more I can say it.
This Tushin felt like a blunt big brother who takes care of the junior he likes.
They are easy-going and carefree, and if they like something, they suddenly take care of it, or if you compliment them for no reason, they bluntly say no, but the corners of their mouths turn up because they like it.
If I poke at it like this...?
"So, how is your daughter doing these days? "My wife... No, she said she liked me because I looked like her and I showed quite a bit of talent."
"Oh, Hippolyte? Hey, don't talk. Well, when will that little baby grow up..."
Even after sparring for a while, Ares and I chatted often while eating nectar or ambrosia.
The mother, Hera, and Ares also enjoyed this kind of everyday small talk quite unexpectedly.
Thanks to this, I was able to hear stories about all kinds of gods that I had never heard of through mythology and comic books, and there was a lot of useful information among them.
"Ah, not long ago, when my little daughter grew up and offered a burnt offering to me.
So I asked Hephaestus and gave him a belt as a gift. "Is time really fast?"
"Oh, you are a good father."
"What makes a good father? Of course, a father should take care of this much.
Otrere had a huge fight just because he came home after a few months, but the sight of him crying at night after being caught by me is another charm."
If you add nectar, you can boast about your children and wife.
Contrary to the impression that he is a crazy warmonger, Ares proudly introduces human women as his wives, unlike his father who goes out of his way to have one-night stands and almost pretends not to know whether they live or die.
I felt that he cared for his children and loved them like any other father.
"Oh, come to think of it. "How about you?"
"Me?"
"Okay! The last time I took a peek, I saw two pretty girls saying they liked each other. "How have you already played one game at a time?"
"Ah, ahahaha. That is..."
Although I am not an orthodox Confucian scholar with a burning Confucian spirit, I have spent nights with all kinds of unusual women. I felt embarrassed by the outspoken talk unique to the ancient Greeks and held my face.
"Atalanta? Last time I saw you, you were beaten very harshly. Even though I was being beaten like that, whenever I looked at you, honey dripped. "If it's your woman, please be kind to her. Do you have any qualms about it?"
"That's a pretty gentle statement for the God of War to make, isn't it? And when I say that, it seems like I just used reckless violence. "It's definitely martial arts training."
At the same time that I was training martial arts with Ares, Atalanta also began to receive martial arts training from me in earnest.
However, Atalanta does not learn martial arts from scratch, but rather accepts the essence of enlightenment from within and changes her martial arts accordingly.
Rather than teaching the beginner skills or manners of Tumagong, she was helping her learn Tumagong in her own style in sparring, which was closer to actual practice.
However, the magic technique taught is that of a fighter even called Tuma, so it is quite extreme.
"I don't know anything else, but I can't compromise on that. "What she has learned is not just light entertainment between her lovers."
In any way, any relationship, she accepted within herself the rare essence of Tuma Gong in my image.
I became her teacher, teaching her the martial art of martial arts to her, and I only guided her to become a strong person worthy of her martial arts name.
"Ah... Well, that's why the girl named Atalanta didn't have any regrets either. "It's good~ We get along without even having to say anything~"
Ares nodded like an old man who likes young people's love affairs and took a sip of nectar.
"Then what about my brother Ochon? Nymphs all over the forest are going crazy.
"The courtship you showed me at the beach last time was so romantic."
"Neri? "What about Neri..."
If I feel like Atalanta is now my lover and student, what can I say about Neri?
Although I am her precious lover, I have no choice but to accept her without her right to refuse...
"You're too young."
"Puhup?! What?!"
Ares asked me what I was talking about and spat out nectar.
What can I do? From my perspective, touching Neri is literally a crime.
"Maybe it's because she's a nymph, but she looks almost five or six years younger than me.
"Maybe that's why I'm reluctant to touch anything further."
"Look at this... You'll see something unusual."
No, if you look at the Greek view of love, it may be enough as long as the man or the woman is pretty.
Still, if you look at it from the perspective of Asians, two-thirds of whom are based on Confucianism, touching Neri is just a crime.
"First of all, she gets so annoyed that she only spends time with Atalanta, so I teach her how to play the flute and gold from time to time.
"I guess Atalanta doesn't have the energy to move in a different direction."
"Huh... Take a look at this stuffy guy. "Are you a eunuch?"
"...What?"
Why is the story going like that again?
I was dumbfounded and glared at him, but Ares just looked at me like he was even more dumbfounded.
"No, the immortal sea fairy looks at the female warrior who likes herself after being beaten like that with such sweet eyes. You don't feel like it? "I'd better go to that gentleman's son as soon as possible..."
-Kugugung!
As if to stop Ares, the sun in the sky suddenly went down with a huge roar, and a bright full moon took its place, brightening the dark sky.
"Oh my, your sisters are calling. "Let's talk later."
"It would be nice if you could just move on..."
Haha! "Did you see the lion leaving the meat and running away?"
Laughing like a mischievous big brother, Ares patted my back and greeted me.
Then the whole place turned upside down, and before I knew it, I was sitting on top of a huge tree.
"Thank you for your hard work today. "It was a very impressive performance today."
"Did Ares oppa feed you nectar again? Anyway, that oppa is so promiscuous."
Two goddesses came down towards me, flapping their huge wings above my head.
It was the beginning of the second period magic class.
◈ Chapter 82 - Mesugaki Eris.
The battle practice with Ares was an extension of a battle I was quite familiar with.
As martial arts was also one of my specialties, I had regained my original martial arts ability to the point where it was almost perfect, showing almost all-purpose utility.
So, I was confident that I would be able to perform miracles using divine power or secret arts called magic without much difficulty.
However...
"Why can't you do that? "You can do it like this, right?"
"What are you doing like this, you idiot!"
As you can see.
The magic class with two sisters, to be precise, one sister and one enemy, was going through difficulties.
Eris was flapping her bat wings and excitedly craving me, and a red apple created with her divine power was rolling around in her hands.
Following this, I tried to make something similar by breathing energy into my hands, but what came out was just an ordinary(?) Qigong bullet.
Even if you try to bring about change with all your might, the best you can do is change the round pore bomb into a shape that resembles an apple.
Seeing this, Eris got so excited that she started circling me and teasing me.
"Stupid~stone-headed~crazy dog who only knows how to sssambakjil!"
"...Won't it hurt if you get bitten by that crazy dog? Ok?"
"What? Is this why you're sinking your teeth at Master? "Do you want to die?"
"I'm curious as to what you're going to kill him with, that apple?"
Certainly, the creation of apples shown by Eris was truly a miracle.
A strange divine power similar to her own nature was drawn onto her hand, and in an instant, the intangible energy took shape and turned into her apple.
I've seen it several times, but while the classes with Ares had already yielded decades' worth of results, the spiritual power classes with my sisters were so fruitless.
-Ugh!
"Wow!"
"Heeeeek?!"
Eris, who is said to be the goddess of discord and whose aggro-fighting skills are also excellent, was scared when I fired a Qigong bullet at her and fell far away.
There's nothing she can't do if she falls.
"Why did you get so scared and attack me, not even for a day or two?"
The Qigong bullet, which was thrown roughly into the sky, soared in an instant, shining brighter than the bright full moon, and violently disappeared.
Eris's so-called Course in Miracles has been like this for some time now.
Eris, who was born as a god and performs all kinds of miracles as if she were breathing, had a hard time explaining the mechanism to me.
I was born as a human being, lived a total of three lives, and rose to the highest peak of mankind through martial arts in my previous life. I cannot understand how on earth intangible energy sublimated into tangible matter.
"Still, the conversion of energy has definitely increased a lot."
Because the effort and time put in so far is not in vain.
Even without using a separate fire or ice attack, it was possible to purely change the properties of the energy itself, such as creating flames or freezing water.
But the problem is that this is something that has always been done well.
When I was wandering around, I didn't have any flint, so I had no need to make a bonfire or make a fire at all.
Eat meat by cooking it over an open fire.
When the weather was too hot, they were annoyed by the guests who were charging extra for just a few ice cubes, so they used to freeze well water and sprinkle it on for free.
When I look back, I feel like I was quite old and had nothing to do.
In any case, the physical transformation of energy is something I do quite often, even if I am not a Shinmagi.
"Si-ing... I put off going to the battlefield at best and came here to teach you..."
"If you're going to teach, do you just teach, or do you get scared and start whining after getting punished?"
Before I knew it, Eris came squirming and started grumbling again.
However, the talent that Eris has shown is a level of power that I have never seen before.
If I, who used energy to create demonic spirits in my past life and control them, learn that power.
Perhaps at that time, I didn't know that it would be possible to go beyond simply creating demonic spirits and create something with a true body.
"...What are you thinking like that?"
"Miss, I'm surprised."
Eris seemed to have forgotten that she was whining because she was scared, and Eris suddenly popped out from above her head and looked at me.
"Is it because you're having a hard time? "Do you want to mug an apple?"
"...Ugh."
Eris, the goddess of discord and the maiden of strife.
The powers she displays and her gorgeous beauty make people say she is a goddess.
If you dig deep into it, it was like a thunderclap in itself where you couldn't predict where or how it would react.
In some ways, it can be said that among the gods I have seen, she is the most Greek mythological god, along with Artemis.
However, what is different from the crescent light years is that this goddess, in her own way, wants to be close to me.
She gets excited and teases me and comes at me, but when I growl, she runs away, then sneaks up on me again and yells at me like this a few times.
Even when I gave him a little more time, he got so excited that he started hugging me and giggling like this every class.
"Oh, just stay away."
"Why are you shy? "Why are you so embarrassed when your sister hugs her younger brother to comfort him?"
...I can't say no.
Eris was already wearing thin clothes.
No matter what she does there, she is a goddess herself whose appearance alone makes her gasp.
I can clearly feel the voluptuous fruit behind her head and her soft, pure white arms wrapping around my neck.
And her fragrant body scent, tickling her nose in a poisonous way, was nothing short of poison to her young body, which was fighting at the peak of its heat.
"Hmm? Is that strange? Why have you become so quiet? Brother?"
"..."
"Here, do you like it here? "Well, all the guys are crazy about breasts, aren't they?"
Something soft and chattering against the back of my head.
Two fruits that any man can instinctively know what they are without having to see or say anything.
I quietly closed my mouth.
Honestly, I can't say no.
Should I look back at the women who were born into this body and have come so close to me?
No matter what her intentions were, Neri was so young that even though she was being held and hugged, it felt like her cousin was begging her to play.
Atalanta's body was honed through hunting and martial arts, and perhaps because of the years she spent growing up as the daughter of a bear, she was attracted to the wild nature that writhed beneath her body.
But as for Eris, her body odor and every single gesture of her hand were extraordinary.
And yet her voice and the sparkle of her interest and affection for me in her eyes are pure and pure.
The contradictory color scent tested my patience.
Although she smiles and cries like an innocent virgin, she is also like a prostitute who seduces men in every detail.
Why did she know that her business was discord and strife?
How many people would have been pushed to the phone with that smile and hand gesture?
I, who had enjoyed countless romantic moments and lost precious relationships, was enough to make my heart flutter just by being hugged.
Who else but she would be willing to embrace the fascinating new business of discord and conflict?
In any case, Eris, who was quite moody, changed her mood every second.
Looking at the way they were shaking with excitement, it seemed like today's class would end here.
'I hit the ball today too...'
But what can you do? Even if you use a lot of force, it is not possible to do anything.
Even so, it doesn't suit my temperament to completely give up and say no, so I decided to think carefully.
Today again, I picked up the apple that Eris showed me and began to examine it carefully.
"Hmm...? Brother?"
As I stayed still under her touch, Eris slowly stroked my hair and massaged her cheek.
She started playing with it.
"Don't be so discouraged~ This is what Nemesis and Ares said when I talked to them.
It's because you're still young and you've only just discovered your divine powers.
Rather, they say Ares is amazing at using divine power like that even if he only has memories of another life?"
"Hmm."
"What really surprises me every time I see it is that I don't know how it shows a power that rivals the battle power of Ares. Even that scheming Athena is no match for her in a head-to-head match. "Be proud."
"Hmmmm..."
Eris, who had been kneading her head and her face as if she were making rice cake, suddenly stopped gesturing with her hands when I stayed still.
"...? What. "Why?"
"Aren't you uncomfortable with me?"
"Well, we've come a bit far to be uncomfortable with each other, right?"
Well, provoking Neri clearly went way beyond the line.
When I was young, I often used to change the clothes of political faction members as a padlocker, so it was somewhat within the acceptable range in that I didn't practice it.
"But don't even think about playing with Atalanta or Neri? Are you really going to turn everything upside down?"
"No, that's not it..."
No really.
I'm starting to feel better, but what's wrong with this guy that keeps getting in my way?
Is this an expression of the will to let discord and disputes go to this point?
"If you have something to say, just say it calmly! "Did you crash something?"
"Ouch!"
When I think about it deeply, isn't there something that heats up when I cut off my veins?
Eris, who was hanging on my back in a prone position in the air behind me as if there was no gravity, was instantly grabbed by me and was facing me.
"Uh oh...?"
"...?"
Eris's face, which always sparkled with an obnoxious smile and playfulness, was somehow bright red today.
There's no way God could catch a cold...?
"Uh oh. "Hiya!"
When I looked at her strangely, Eris suddenly ran wild like a cat that had been stabbed by the neck.
In an instant, she spread her wings and flew up, disappearing into the distance.
"...What?"
◈ Chapter 83 - Eris, Goddess of Capture.
Goddess of discord, maiden of strife, messenger of jealousy.
Nyx's daughter, Eris, the Bearer of War.
Some people worshiped it because it allowed potters to compete and create more and more beautiful pottery, and warriors praised it for being able to compete with each other and join the ranks of even more powerful heroes.
The daughter of Protogenoi, who rules over the most powerful spiritual force that causes all competition and desire to win.
That was the goddess Eris.
However, she was not welcome anywhere.
No one has offered her burnt offerings to her in gratitude and adoration, nor has any bard by her wayside twittered her song in praise of her.
Heroes who won battles expressed gratitude to Ares and Zeus for their blessings, and skilled craftsmen simply worshiped Athena's wisdom and creativity.
Her praise and gratitude towards him was nowhere to be seen.
No one wants to be the protagonist who overcomes discord and conflict and reaps the fruits of it.
There was no one who welcomed discord and conflict, so she was not welcome anywhere.
When the shiny black wings appeared, the humans trembled and prayed for mercy so as not to be angry with themselves.
As the sweetly sparkling pink hair flickered, the heroes hardened their faces and aimed their weapons.
Not even her fellow gods invited her to her banquets, and there was no place with her name at any of the receptions.
Only her brothers and sisters and Ares' clan share her drink and her place.
No bold hero or mighty god has ever accepted discord and strife as his companion or companion.
Ever since she was born thousands of years ago from her mother Nyx, she has not been able to spend time comfortably with anyone, and she has not been able to give her heart to anyone.
Oh, of course, I didn't mean to be dissatisfied with her new job.
She enjoyed watching the craftsmen compete under her guidance, sparks in her eyes.
It was her pleasure to see her blushing and rising discord boiling over into a huge phone call due to her scheming.
However, the fact that she has never had someone who would accept her as she is, and that there will never be one in the future, just makes her heart ache.
That may be why she played pranks on those around her and taunted and teased her partner.
She originally said that she was this kind of god, and that if anyone would reject her, it would be true of her to act in a way that would make her reject her.
But she also had a dream that she had been waiting for for a long, long time.
Was it hundreds or thousands of years ago?
It was like any other day when she excitedly stirred up the battlefield with Ares.
A great war that took place all over Greece for the first time in a long time.
It was truly a time of celebration where her spiritual power reached its peak.
Immediately after the war ended.
She said that in the meantime, she had been drinking and drinking for days with Ares and his family, who ran hard together.
And when she came to her senses, she opened her eyes to find herself in the middle of dark Tartarus, with her mother looking down on her.
It is a place that both her believers and heroes fear as an endless abyss, an eternal abyss, but for her and her brothers, she was in the middle of the abyss, the home where her mother lived and where they were born.
And in that abyss, her mother was looking down at her with her hand on her hand as always, looking cute.
Her playful eyes and hair that sparkle as dark as the night sky resemble Eris.
It was the image of her mother that Eris, who had nowhere to put her mind, always wanted to be like.
However, Eris, who was still drunk from the heavy drinking, dared to commit an atrocity that she would have never thought of under normal circumstances.
Darely, shockingly, cruelly.
The primordial darkness, her ancient mother of the night, a goddess feared even by Zeus, lashed out at her beloved mother, pouring out her bitter resentment.
I don't even remember what I said.
The only thing I remember is her mother's wide eyes as if she was surprised and the smile that flinched behind her hand that she was secretly covering.
Eris, who was even more excited by that smile and screamed at the top of her voice, eventually fainted again, and when she came to her senses, she was still on her mother's hand.
As Eris whined from her hangover like a sick puppy, her mother's sweet voice whispered to her.
"Our cute little Eris, my beloved child. "Contrary to what you think, a beautiful relationship is waiting for you."
"Yes?"
The darkness that gave birth to fate, the goddess who crosses all nights.
It was impossible to doubt the words of a goddess who determines the future rather than a glimpse of the future.
But still, Eris couldn't believe her mother's words of looking at her with kindness, so she had no choice but to question herself.
"Just like the chaos in the beginning, there are some who are perfect alone."
Just like me!
Nyx confirmed with a triumphant smile that Eris always wanted to emulate.
"But to the beautiful goddess of this beautiful land, and to the goddess of great power who was born on this night.
A companion that matches him. "It makes no sense that she doesn't have a better half to take it all in."
It's just that the time hasn't come yet.
Her discord and strife want to have their own half, for her time is already coming.
"Who, who! What hero would take the hand of her maiden who always brings her discord?
"What kind of god would embrace a goddess who brings strife!"
It was almost like it was confirmed, no, it was actually a word from an old night, so it was almost like it was confirmed.
Eris refuted, pursing her lips as the sadness revived again.
What passed by for a moment was Ares' blank face, but it felt like Ares was a like-minded friend rather than a lover.
They are so similar and fit together so well that I should say that they don't match well in private.
But who would accept her except for her Ares-like warmongering?
And as if she could see through her daughter's agony, her night mother just smiled and gently stroked her.
"Even I don't know that. Will it be tomorrow or the day after tomorrow? Will it be hundreds of years later?
But what is certain is that if he comes, your body will notice it first, and then your soul."
"..."
Her mother's words of affirmation were so confident that an uncontrollable sense of anticipation and happiness soared in her heart.
The goddess of discord, which had never been accepted by anyone until now, was her mother's words, but she could not easily believe them.
"Huh, huh! "Is your mother trying to tease me again?"
Hehe~ Well~?"
Eris was trying to complain for no reason because she wanted to get some more clues or hints from her.
Her mother saw right through her intentions and just laughed incredulously.
In the end, she broke off the conversation with her mother without any further results, and for the sin of treating her mother in an indecent manner, she was beaten to the brink of death by Nemesis.
Anyway, her mother's whisper that day was a small hope that only Eris kept without anyone knowing.
Who could it be? What kind of person is this?
Is it a man? Is it a woman?
Is he handsome? He must be handsome, right?
It will also be very powerful. She is the companion of the goddess who starts all wars and battles, so of course she will be strong.
Maybe he's stronger than those unlucky playboy gods.
So is he still a playboy? It doesn't really matter though. Rather good.
It was her long-time hobby to draw a lover who would fill the empty seat next to her, letting her imagination run wild.
And today.
A man who naturally sat next to her, whom she had only imagined, appeared.
"What should I do, what should I do, what should I do..."
A full moon shining brightly with the power of Nemesis.
Her soft black hair draped beneath her and her dark eyes looking down at her.
Her eyes, which contained neither her rejection nor her fear, cut into her heart like a hot blade.
Endless darkness and burning madness.
Pure white reason and firm wisdom.
A chaos that could not possibly be called human eyes.
A cycle of imperfection that cannot be said to belong to God.
The eyes that sparkled more attractively than any other jewel were not looking at the goddess of discord or the maiden of strife, but simply at the goddess or woman named Eris.
The moment Eris looked directly into her eyes, she realized that her mother's words were not lies.
I approached her carefully, in case she got scared and ran away.
She stroked her black hair, which was wavy as gently as her mother's, and her hand, which had been stroking her head, gradually moved down to stroke his pure white neck.
Instead of the blood that was always hot on the ground and the cold body, I enjoyed the warmth flowing through the human body.
Even though she got that far, the demigod named Dianes did not reject her touch.
Even though he ignored her as if it was annoying, her body was clearly honest, and every time he pressed on the beautiful body she was proud of, he was just silently embarrassed.
Oh my god.
That her strong warrior, who was almost equal to her Ares and who wielded an extraordinary power that she had never seen in her entire life, could so calmly entrust her body to her.
When she actually looked back, she had seen numerous contacts over the past few days, but the time and feeling she looked back on as she recognized her mother's prophecy and her own feelings was a very deep and rich time.
Hehe..."
The chaos of the beginning, the Father of all things himself, descended into her head, and she was unable to come to her senses from the torrent of chaotic thoughts.
Her body had already recognized who he was to her and attacked her, but her soul, accustomed to her long years of waiting, had only now recognized what kind of person he was.
"Now... What should I do...?"
If I didn't know, as I always did, I would have made fun of him for whining after showing him the creations created with his power.
And then, to avoid his angry attacks, I ran away several times, and when I felt like my anger had calmed down, I would sneak up to him, stroke his head, and slowly hug him.
"Wow... Wow wow!!"
Now that I think about it, isn't she just like the lovers she's been jealous of so many times?
Even though she couldn't figure out why she was only now noticing this and feeling embarrassed.
This feeling was unfamiliar, confusing, and scary at the same time, but it was so sweet and addictive that I couldn't give it up.
What kind of face should I greet him with tomorrow? No, he doubted whether he would be able to welcome it.
Unable to come up with any answer, Eris just crossed through the endless night.
◈ Chapter 84 - Nemesis, a Model Instructor.
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