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◈ Chapter 71 - Is That... The Goddess of Marriage and Family?
Hera.
To be honest, from my point of view, now living in Greece and being called a minor hero, she was something to be wary of and avoid more than any other goddess.
That's because 50% of the tragedies and trials of the heroes in Greek mythology were hers, and the rest was due to other hateful gods and the heroes' personalities.
According to Hermes, for some reason, she was very attracted to me, and according to Atalanta's testimony, after an argument between me and Hercules, she went into a groggy state and collapsed.
It was said that it was Hera who saved my life by decorating Atalanta and sending her her elixir.
One way or another, if you receive something, it is polite to give something back.
Whether it's a favor or a grudge, I have felt deeply for a long time that there is no going back when it comes to making and breaking off things with certainty.
Once Apollo's work was over, she planned to visit the temple to offer the items she was preparing as a thank offering.
However, it is not a messenger from the temple, but the god himself appears like this.
'...Did you come directly to scold me for being late in thanking you?'
She was even the goddess who saved me once and for some reason even actively paired me with Atalanta.
However, even though the goddess came in person, he didn't even look back at her, and even challenged her to compete with Yin and Gong.
Crucially, I made a mistake and ruined a song, lost my temper, and ended up receiving treatment from her.
'Uuuuu...'
To be honest, if there was a mouse hole, I felt like going in.
Even if cancer is influenced by the body of a young youth full of blood and hormones, isn't this going a bit too far?
Not only did I roll around like crazy with Atalanta in the middle of the day, but after coming to the island, there were many moments when I was secretly swayed by this young body.
And it is safe to say that this is the darkest history of all.
Regardless of whether the other person is a goddess or not, I am not the Cao Cao who is referring to the Lady Baeksa.
I threw a brutal attack on my benefactor, or rather, my benefactor, who saved me and personally supported the true young lady.
As a human being, I couldn't help but feel a sense of self-destruction, wondering if this had crossed a line.
Fortunately for her, the goddess had a stern face, but she showed no anger or anger in her eyes.
Although she inwardly sighed at the sight of her eyes, which seemed closer to her peculiarity or curiosity.
Nevertheless, there was a reason why I could not let down my awe and vigilance.
If we were to experience Artemis and Eris in our hearts, would we say that they are also gods from Greek mythology?
There was a perception that they were strong brats who could not properly handle the power they had and could live a little longer than humans.
Of course, there were examples like Nemesis or Hermes that made you think they were gods.
Still, I couldn't think of them as beings so great and like an insurmountable wall.
However, the goddess Hera was on a different level from them.
Queen of the gods. The head of the goddesses.
And why did she, a goddess who fiercely opposed the figurehead of the myth and openly displayed her harsh words and anger, become a hardship for the heroes?
It was understandable why even Zeus, the king of her gods and the mythical libertine, would make her his queen and tie her a bondage even though he scratched her like that.
What I saw as soon as I turned around and faced the goddess Hera.
It was a mysterious magic that pulsated like a living life, enveloping the beautiful lady with nobility and elegance like an aura, looking down at me as she lay at an angle on her cloud, and her surroundings.
'Is that... Just the guardian deity of marriage and family?'
Damn, maybe it's the age of mythology.
Are even families and marriages part of some unimaginable, advanced magical organization and mystical ritual?
The Daeseogak of Demonic Cult, which boasts a history of 10,000 years, and the vision of the entire martial arts world.
Even the Podalap of the New World, the Southern Man Beast Palace, the North Sea Ice Palace, the esoteric Buddhism of the West, and the visions of magicians and alchemists in Europe.
My state and achievement of transcending the body and reaching the spirit state engraved all the memories in my soul, and all the visions remained intact in my head.
However, even with all the wisdom, logic, and enlightenment, the magic that Goddess Hera wore could only be barely followed by sight, let alone understanding.
Okay.
After all, it is the age of mythology.
Marriage and married life are some kind of fantastic magic that I don't know about. I just didn't know because I've never been married.
It certainly will be like that.
Otherwise, a goddess who calmly wields enormous divine power and wisdom cannot be an ordinary goddess of marriage and family.
Is this the shock a prophet must have felt upon encountering a holy yet bizarre angel on a high mountain in the Bible?
This is why, as soon as the angels first appear, they calm the prophet down and tell him not to be afraid.
The gods take on human form and sneak up on them to surprise humans and heroes.
I understood it with my body.
'If you suddenly come out in the open, there's a good chance you'll fight.'
Once you get used to the intimidation of such a huge presence and your thoughts calm down a bit.
The joy and awe rising from the depths of her heart made me have no choice but to offer my obeisance to the goddess.
It's heaven and earth. It's underground.
Today, I have come to see the state that the martial arts people and church members have always been in when they see me.
After climbing to the peak of the mountain, there is no longer any place to climb. The state of all things that everyone praises.
However, I was at a level in my previous life where I couldn't say for certain that there was nowhere else to go.
No matter how much I explore, meditate, wander, learn, and practice, I can't seem to figure it out, and I just think this is the end, the next stage, the world beyond.
Because a being looking down at me from beyond appeared in front of me.
And she was clearly proving to herself that the existence of beings in that world is a place I can reach, a place that exists, no matter how long it takes.
Sour grapes that I couldn't even figure out and thought didn't exist.
As a warrior and a magician, how could I not be thrilled by the fact that vague imaginations and vague fantasies became reality?
Even looking at the example of Artemis, this goddess was never born with this kind of power.
Her ancient times, which are difficult for me to even imagine, her myths and unrecorded times must have made her what she is now.
That charisma, that intimidation, that achievement.
Because these are things that idiots who are just born with greatness can never have.
Because these were medals that I also earned only after going through many hardships.
I was confident and did my best to bow my head in front of her and pay my respects.
"Queen of the gods. "Greetings from a believer who has been blessed by the great wizard."
It is not the ignorant faith that humans offer to God.
As a martial artist and practitioner, it was a moment for me as a junior to show respect to someone for the first time in my life, as a tribute to a senior who had reached a level above me.
* * *
It was a new type of child facing a long new life.
There were sinners, like foolish Ixion, who were infatuated with her beauty and had foolish desires.
There were also treacherous followers who knelt down and flattered the glory of being the queen of the gods.
There were also couples who wished for her blessings for a harmonious marriage and family.
There was also her hero who cried out and complained to her, unable to overcome her hardships that came with her in her own blood.
However, in this long new life, no one.
I can assure you that there was not a single person who looked at her like that with the eyes of her admiration and respect, and envied her with endless desire.
Even a great wizard?
A black-haired priest salutes me, saying a nostalgic title from a long time ago whose memories are now blurry.
"Yes, there was a time when I, too, was not tied down to just being someone's wife, but endlessly exploring and moving forward."
But that doesn't mean I'm not proud of her status and new career right now.
Nevertheless, she couldn't help but see a smile spread across her stern face like a spring breeze at the young hero's adoration, which reminded her of those times when she was free.
"Hmm, you're saying strange things. You rude little hero. But even so, do you know that aiming the strange magic of Hyperborea at the goddess is an unforgivable sin?"
My husband, who wouldn't be able to get rid of his anger even if I ripped him out of my heart and kicked him out like my grandfather, disappeared again in the early morning breeze.
As I was walking around Greece with the heat spreading naturally, I ended up at the top of Mount Taygetos overlooking the Forest of Heroes.
Anyway, if you go to Olympus, you will only hear the cries of obnoxious husbands and believers suffering from adultery.
So, to get some fresh air, she went up on the mountain to see how the young bride she had guessed and the cow hero who would become her partner were doing well, and after admonishing the illegitimate son of a bitch who had been flirting with her without even realizing it.
I was leisurely looking into the Forest of Heroes.
The son of the night she had been eyeing suddenly came out in the middle of the night with a strange instrument and began playing in the moonlight.
I knew early on that the child's soul did not belong to this world.
Hera was very moved by the strange and beautiful melody, which was as beautiful as the performance of Apollo and the Nine Warriors.
Such a versatile little hero.
As expected, I was impressed that he was an otherworldly hero created by the hands of a protogenoi who did not share the blood of that libertine husband, and that his sophistication and depth were extraordinary.
Although he was a bit surprised when she revealed herself and made her presence known and attacked with her magic using her tune, he frowned a little.
I've heard all too well how much of an uproar it can be if artists intervene when they are in the midst of their concentration.
Hera now had enough mercy to pass over that level of rudeness as ignorance.
But her child's boldness knew no bounds.
Do you think the pig or the sheep would be better as they continue to play without looking back until the end?
Still, she is Nyx's child, so I thought about showing her a little mercy and letting her suffer from a little bit of mania.
Her heart was filled with interest and curiosity, not anger, at the beautiful yet cruel and mysterious performance her child played and the mysterious magic of the other world that flew with it.
Although many people have forgotten.
As this child praised, she is the origin of all secret arts and knowledge handled by modern wizards, witches, and alchemists.
If Zeus symbolized force and power, she was a sorceress who kept forgotten old wisdom and ancient secrets.
No matter how much you hand over the new business and take a step back to focus on your current business.
As an old witch and heir to the mystery, her curiosity and wisdom were awakened for the first time in a long time, and she watched the young mystic heir's antics cutely with the same broad heart that once accepted Ares' complaints.
And the situation calmed down a little, and even the slightest remaining displeasure at Dianes' worship upon learning of her identity was blown away.
Contrary to her stern words, Hera was looking at her young priest with happy eyes.
◈ Chapter 72 - Unexpected Peace...?
"It's quite an amazing instrument."
"The forest craftsman had good skills. Do you like it? Seniors."
Surprisingly, the goddess Hera was a goddess who could communicate well.
Maybe it's because I'm not of Zeus' bloodline, or maybe it's because, as Hermes said, Simun was quite good at medicine.
Hera, who had a hard look on her face at first, simply warned her not to use her magic so hastily. She had been chatting with me in a gentle atmosphere for some time.
"Senior... That's a strange title."
"Are you displeased?"
To be honest, I have never had a conversation with someone of the same level as me.
To be precise, I should say that I have never encountered someone who can be said to be of the same level.
The Twelve Divine Demons that I studied at Samdocheon were walls that I could not overcome until I graduated.
When I committed myself to the Church, I did not have any power, so I just implicitly gave up on myself. In terms of martial arts, even the veterans of the Senate were no match for me.
When I went out to the martial arts world, there were some former masters and people in hiding who made me feel in danger a few times.
Since I was in the middle of conquering the martial forest, we didn't have a long conversation.
In that sense, the queen of the Greek land was not only a god to me, but also a distant predecessor to me in terms of her martial arts skills and magic to use her divine power.
Just look at the dignity and beauty that makes you say 'sister'.
'It's on a different level from the pink tinkling somewhere else.'
She almost called me sister, but she called me senior out of respect and deference.
"I guess it doesn't matter. "She is called Queen Majesty, she is called Goddess, but there is no need for her to be called stiffly, even by a cute priest."
And the goddess seems to be satisfied in her own way, so isn't she killing two birds with one stone?
"Hmm... Let me see. Like this?"
-Didding~
The more she spoke, the more the queen slowly lowered her altitude in the sky. For some reason, she placed her gayageum, which I was holding, on her lap, and she received guidance from me on how to play it. It was in progress.
'I don't know what's going on, but...'
I guess it's because he's a god who's lived longer than my past lives and previous lives combined.
My own pace, naturally leading the situation as I wanted, was no joke.
He restored the forest that had been ruined by singing twelve songs with one applause, and with a single wave of his hand, he set out a table of refreshments with raspberries and wine and asked me various questions.
Currently, I am in a private meeting with a goddess who is skillfully handling my gayageum.
"Put her fingers up a little more there and lower her wrists a little more or you'll be in trouble later."
"I am a god?"
"Doesn't God have any muscle pain? Is it really not there?"
"Cluck cluck! What do you think?"
"Apart from that, if you place your wrist like that, you will be pressing on her gold strings and the sound will be muffled.
In times like this..."
"Well, should I keep it neither too high nor too low?"
In the meantime, I taught the queen of the gods about the basics of gold and the sound of sound.
"That's the magic that blocked Yeum earlier..."
"You mean setting up a shield of protection based on divine power? To learn it, first..."
Instead, the Queen of the Gods and her former witch taught me how to manipulate divine powers and the basics of the occult arts common in Greece.
Although I thought I was her strange counterpart, when I saw her unexpectedly comfortably greeting me and talking to me, I wondered if this goddess was really the hysterical goddess who spread suffering and pain in her mythology.
What can I say? It's like the comfort of being called mom rather than sister.
-Didding~!
"Well, I guess it went well this time?"
"Ah... Yes, it was good."
She is the queen of the gods who smiles brightly at the gayageum, which plays the sound just like a child.
I thought that I might be facing a very dangerous or rare event.
"Yes, yes, the tone is very unique and beautiful. "If this is the case, Apollo will be quite tempted."
"As expected, you knew?"
I had a rough guess from what you said earlier about scolding Artemis.
It seems that the Queen of Gods was fully aware of the movements of the twin human gods.
"Anyway, the name of Olympus seems to be tarnished..."
-Jijijik...!
Come to think of it, although they were of the bloodline of Artemis, Apollo, and Zeus, they were illegitimate children and not legitimate bloodlines.
However, in my memory, there were only a few incidents where Hera and them clashed, so I thought it was okay.
As soon as the two are remembered, the gayageum screams out loud.
Apparently, the Queen of the Gods also seemed to feel sorry for those two.
"I was about to burst into anger when I brought them into Olympus... But if I had endured them ten million times and even given them my throne, I would have lived quietly..."
"...Oh"
As if she was about to burst into anger just thinking about it, the ground began to tremble with hot air around Hera, who was trembling.
Is this why, in my past life, when my blood pressure rose and I was about to die, my attendants and subordinates did the same?
-...Horok.
Mmm, wine is delicious.
I know this because I have grown old enough, achieved quite a bit of accomplishment, and wasted a lot of money and power.
It was best to just leave a master like that who was going crazy by himself right now.
"Whew... Even if we break it down like this, it's still thousands of years ago, so it's just funny."
"You are wise."
"Hehe... Thank you."
Hera smiled bitterly, as if her energy had been drained, and gestured toward the gayageum.
Then the gayageum, floating in the air, flew into my arms.
"Anyway... It was a very wise choice to create an otherworldly instrument to appease Apollo, the sun god whose head is the flower garden. A guy who is crazy about instruments and music would say he likes it."
"Oh. Then..."
"But. "That alone won't be enough."
Shouldn't we do it right?
Hera said to me with a smile of conversion.
"It must have been a trick of Hermes, right?
However, Artemis, that brat is quite persistent in clinging to her brother.
That's why Apollo just looked at you in the morning. "If you try to move on to music in moderation, there is a high chance that you will get angry later."
Well, this is some bad news.
According to Hera, her younger brother was a psychopath, and her brother Apollo seemed to be quite a fourth-dimensional person.
"Well, if he was in his right mind, he wouldn't keep the tree that the nymph turned into as his sacred tree when she ran away because she didn't want to sleep."
"It was Eros' prank... It was an incident that shocked even Olympus."
In any case, even if I were to hand over the Amman Gayageum as my secret weapon, I couldn't help it now; later, the sun god with the four-dimensional mental world might aim at my head with sunlight.
"Then... What should we do?"
The sun is just beating down?
"Or should Moonlight Light Years be beaten a little?"
To be honest, if we were to compare it to the divine power that resembled the moonlight that Artemis unleashed in her frenzy.
If it was purely a bet, it seemed possible to use the divine magic energy and unleash the Twelve Demonic Attacks to immobilize him for several years.
Even earlier, while drinking wine, Goddess Hera said something that sounded like she was spilling it.
It is said that Hera stopped this crazy bitch from going on a rampage and flying into the sanctuary with a bow and bow, saying that not only me but also Atalanta had betrayed her.
I had no reason to back down or endure it anymore.
"Hoo. You're telling a crazy story. No matter how extraordinary your birth was. They too are gods.
No matter how much I don't like them. Do you think they will just let me know that they are harming the Twelve Gods like me?"
"Hmph, if you avoid the blood at the moment when you should see it, even more blood will come back to you.
In addition, not only others but also Atalanta and Neri may be in danger. "What do you know about God?"
Anyway, the sun god is about to have a big fight with me.
I went through all that trouble with Hestosias to prevent it by sweating rather than shedding blood, but even that was ambiguous, so if in the future, it wasn't my blood but people around me started to shed blood.
It didn't seem like a bad idea to just ram it in so that it wouldn't even think about touching it again.
"Hmm... Atalanta aside. Even the youngest brother..."
"...Yes?"
Youngest what?
I think this goddess said something about Neri just now.
"Didn't you know? Nesneria, that child becomes my youngest brother. "Okeanos and Tethys are my adoptive father and adoptive mother."
"...Oh."
Although I knew very well that the genealogy of the gods sprang up like sparks from an unknown place.
Suddenly, an unexpected relationship emerged.
Damn, I should read more comics.
"Hmm... Well, we're all still young. "I'm already pushing ahead with my new career."
As I was grinding my teeth, Hera said something to herself, then looked at me with bold eyes and shook her head.
"Anyway, Arthur. I don't like the twins' behavior, though. Still, if you touch them both, Zeus will move."
"Hmph..."
"I guess it's because he's Nyx's son... He's aggressive in some unknown way..."
Tsk, Artemis has some estimates now, and Apollo would also be able to see some angles if it weren't for long-distance sniping.
If the higher-ups came, the problem would definitely increase.
"Don't worry. First of all, Hermes' advice will definitely be effective."
"Effective?"
"But we need to refine it in more detail and put more effort into it."
As if planning a fun prank. The goddess smiled mischievously and lowered her head to whisper her plan in my ear.
"...I guess I can do it."
"Are you serious?"
You could say it's disrespectful or rude.
Because of her trick, I had no choice but to ask that question.
◈ Chapter 73 - Love Fight(?)
Under the warm sunlight that can turn into killer rays at any moment.
A brown taste bud with healthy legs lunged at me, aiming sharply at my side.
-Sigh!
Even though I didn't place a bet, the air screamed in surprise at the kick that flew in a graceful curve.
A small gust of wind blew along its trajectory, putting pressure on me.
"After!"
-Pow!
I responded head-on by counterattacking with a counter-axis, and before my feet even touched, the rush of air collided and caused a small explosion.
"Hey... At this rate, I think it would be worth a try with Theseus one-on-one, right?"
"Hmm...!"
The first combat and martial arts class I attended in about a week.
The class, which was originally supposed to be held in Ares' Colosseum, was held thanks to the activities of Hercules and I.
The class was moved to the Athena Tactical Field Hall.
Aside from the basic framework, the heroes taking this class each had their own home martial arts or martial arts they had learned and mastered so far, so rather than being trained separately in a military style, they were freely paired up and sparring and discussing each other.
As soon as I showed up for the first time in a week, a martial arts class, I ran to Hercules and Theseus, thinking that they were right.
Atalanta, who rushed at me faster than them like a ray of wind, took the player and were fighting hard among themselves on the side.
It was probably because Atalanta's momentum was so fearsome that even to the two of us, we were convinced that if we stopped Atalanta, who was dragging me by the wrist, we would definitely not end up in a good situation, so we backed away.
'Honestly, I was wrong.'
For the past week, I've put everything else aside and been in the studio with Hestosias, concentrating on making gayageum.
He was so preoccupied with just that one thing that he couldn't even talk to Atalanta or Neri properly.
To be honest, as soon as class started, I saw Atalanta running towards me with sparks flying from her eyes, and I wondered whether I should hit her head first or apologize for my mistake.
As I expected, Atalanta was taking Toumagong out of my mind and slowly making it his own.
From the Dandan Hoechukgak that attacked me earlier, to the circles and capitals targeting the danjeon or circulation part of the energy and energy that would have been difficult to naturally occur in this land with no internal energy.
The frame was still in the form of Greek fighting, but the outline of a fighting game was gradually emerging.
Without realizing it, I was slowly working on Atalanta's Greek-style combat attack while fighting with the same attack attack.
"Hiya!"
As her attacks were blocked several times, Atalanta lowered her stance in an instant and attacked, aiming for my lower body.
The grappling stance of the Greek wrestling pankration, reminiscent of a hunting leopard.
The ancient Greek pankration, which showed more flexibility and practicality than modern mixed martial arts, was quite powerful in my opinion.
Even as the opponent who was using that technique was Atalanta, I was shocked by Atalanta's momentum wrapping around my waist in an instant.
"This."
For a moment, I was taken aback by the arms that instantly wrapped around my waist and the soft, curves of the female body that I could feel through the thin fabric.
"Hmph...!"
As Atalanta snorted with satisfaction, like a leopard snatching the head of its prey, I just smiled stiffly, unable to do anything.
The smile was like that of a satisfied beast.
That's because her eyes were burning so fiercely that they reminded me of an angry goddess.
Atalanta knows too.
If I put my mind to it, I could easily solve this simple wrestling technique and get away with it.
However, if she got away with it like that, her ruby eyes were saying that she would make it look like the pankration joint or takedown was just a prank on her lover.
'...Than my karma.'
Even as someone who has never had a proper relationship in any way, I instinctively knew that if I avoided this, I would be in big trouble later.
The reason Atalanta had been fighting against me without even saying a word in the first place was probably because she had been stuck in Hestosias' attack and defense for the past week without even showing her face to him.
He must have been trying to relieve the pain in his heart by directly bumping into me, like lovers in morning dramas fighting and letting off steam.
As her familiar martial arts skills flowed out clumsily from her, this damn unmanned disease was coming out of her, and she was countering them with the same skills.
From her Atalanta point of view, it would seem that I was gently teasing her by leaving her alone for a week.
"Hwaaaaap!!"
Therefore.
This time, she stayed still because she thought she would just use her body to attack Atalanta's attack...
"Uh...?"
A wiggling, soft female body wrapped around me, and as I saw it flipping over in an instant, I realized something was wrong.
Dangerous.
This is really dangerous.
In Moorim, I constantly told my younger colleagues that they had to be careful with the elderly, women, and children.
The girl, and at that very extraordinary, far exceeds any other late-stage swordsman, even Atalanta, who learned the magic attack by stealing its essence rather than just pretending to do so.
Allowing an attack?
Healthy brown skin dazzles my vision and entire body.
As her beautiful hands and legs grabbed my neck and limbs like a noose, her instincts went into a frenzied emergency alarm and she screamed, screaming and screaming.
"Hey, there's Atalanta. "I'm sorry for all this time..."
"Joy!"
Due to an ominous premonition, I belatedly apologized, which I should have done sooner, but this beautiful little hero snorted cutely.
I started twisting my neck and shoulder joints.
"Kwaaaaa!!"
What did I say when I saw this healthy brown-skinned huntress?
Leopard?
Ha, that was nonsense, a long way off.
She was a snake.
It was not a poisonous or stinging venomous snake, but a huge hydra that could twist elephants into pieces of meat in one go and swallow and digest people in one bite.
"Now, come and apologize?"
"Ah, wait, Atalanta, wow!!"
I allowed the attack with a light heart, thinking that if I hit him until he was in a good mood, his anger would go away and he would listen to me one more word when I make excuses later.
This hurt a lot, no, it hurt a lot more than I thought.
"Tap tap! Tap!!"
"What nonsense!!"
This is really dangerous, not at a level where you can be hit lightly...
-Woodduck!
"Keuuuuuck!"
Wooddock? It's not even a crackle. Is this a sound coming from your throat?
A sound like this can come from the human body?
I struggled with the unbearable pain, struggling to forgive and survive, and tried my best to somehow get Atalanta down.
Every time that happened, Atalanta would climb over my body with such agility that it reminded me of a snake climbing her tree, and she would begin to break all the joints that her hands and legs touched.
"Do you know how worried I was!"
"Wrong... I did my best!!"
As I was being bent here and there, the pain was so intense that I thought my brain might be broken as well, and I was in tears.
'Was I...Was I this weak-willed...?'
No, but how many battlefields have I been through and how many crises have I almost died?
This pretty girl's wrestling skills brought me to tears like this?
Is Atalanta's martial arts talent that strong?
Or not...
"Ah...Ahhh!"
"If I ask you to talk, he says he's busy and walks away.
Do you know how much I was teased for not showing up for class, going to the dormitory, and getting caught by the gatekeeper Centaur!?"
Ah, now that I think about it.
Since becoming this person, I have never been hit properly or attacked directly.
Whether Artemis or Hercules fought, they were almost equal and split the odds.
With the dodges, evasions, and counterattacks I learned each time, the number of times an attack directly hit my body was just a handful...
'Oh, I see.'
No matter how thorough your enlightenment is and how high your accomplishments are built into your body, those realizations and accomplishments are not able to elevate your physical strength.
No matter how difficult and painful the soul's memories were.
This body is a soft(?) Young body that has never been hit by a knife or lost a single bone.
"Kwaaaaa!!"
'For now, let's get out. Let's think about it.'
Persistence is perseverance, and the first thing to do was to get out of this thrilling twisted hell.
Since I couldn't do anything in this state, I tried to somehow solve Atalanta's Cobra Twist by using the power of the bet, even if it wasn't a Shinmagi.
"Uh? This..."
Atalanta, who had been constricting my entire body, tilted her head as if something was strange, and I had to feel an inexplicable eerie feeling.
"Oh, Atalanta?"
Atalanta, who was currently entangling my neck and head with both hands and my arms and body with both legs, suddenly changed his posture.
I went into the so-called arm bar position, holding my neck and chest with both legs and holding my arms with both arms.
"Like this?"
And then the two beautiful organs, full of health, wrapped themselves around my chest like snakes and began to compress and block the entire energy vein of the middle and lower body that was trying to spread out into the White Sea.
"!?!?!"
Holy shit.
It was clear.
As I was learning Qigong and Shingong from Pawigoema and Suramazon and started dealing with bets and building up my confidence, Mugeuktuma suddenly attacked and bet because he didn't like my face.
Joints from hell. It was clear that it was an internal butchery.
Befitting its straightforward and simple name, this joint is simple yet incredibly effective.
It is a technique that detects the opponent's energy and energy while in contact and twists it.
The articulation technique is a crazy idea that grasps the flow of energy and energy that occurs almost during the flow of thought and twists it from the root.
In theory, it was close to invincible, but it was only possible to imitate it if you had the crazy sense to capture the flow of energy and the reflex speed of an animal to react to it.
Even I learned this only after overcoming the extraordinary challenge of dying and surviving hundreds of times.
Because if I didn't, it would be death.
But what on earth did Atalanta steal from my imagination?
The crazy articulation machine that was the flagship of the entire martial arts world and terrified the rising experts was now being demonstrated to me.
'Asura, Hera, Hermes, damn it, someone!!'
How on earth is this crazy bastard trying to harass me even though it's been hundreds of years since he died?
No, my mental world, my image, my fucking realization is, what kind of injustice can they have towards me, the original owner, for using such a monstrous technique on a legendary female hero in mythology...
"Uh? "Are you out of your mind?"
"Kwaaaaa!!"
The triple fear of my muscles screaming, my bones wailing, and my blood fainting brought me out of my thoughts and back into reality.
...It was all my karma.
* * * *
Since when?
Without even realizing it, Atalanta found herself using a rare skill she had never learned before.
It is neither pankration nor boxing, but a martial art with strange movements that uses all limbs.
Unlike the crude, reflexive movements, the movements were so practical that they could be called martial arts, and showed power beyond imagination.
A strange martial art that increases its power even more in the 1v5 fight that started with the Apreciadan's fight last time, or in the fight with the vice-captain and his gang that had been attacking him tirelessly for the past week.
The origin is unknown, but Atalanta was concentrating even more on this very powerful martial art and was doing her best to sharpen it.
I didn't think this would apply to Dianeth.
Even Hercules was unable to land a single effective hit with martial arts because of Dianes.
That's why I showed up to class again after a week.
Even though he asked for a sparring match to vent his anger on the man who had just shown up after being locked in the room without a word of explanation.
Atalanta was inwardly furious at the certainty that she would not be able to give even a single punch to that hateful yet lovely face.
And as expected, none of her martial arts skills, which she had honed through all kinds of combat and training during the week that Dianes was confined to the workshop, worked on him.
Even strangely enough, he counterattacks with martial arts that are similar to, or even more advanced than, her movements.
Atalanta was once again in love with that sight... No, she was about to become inflamed once again.
Through this confrontation, I wanted to release the anger and disappointment that had built up in her heart and her desire to argue loudly like any other lover in love.
Because that was the conversation and means of the heroes.
However, the other person was so far away that such conversation and means were not possible.
'Under...'
Even if she's in love, even if she's the princess of some kingdom, or even if she's a talented martial artist.
He was beyond her, a gap that no matter how much she clung to, she could never bridge.
Realizing that fact once again, Atalanta rushed to Dianes with an indescribable feeling of disappointment and resentment, with the determination to do whatever she could.
Perhaps because he had read her mind, Dianes gave up his arms too easily.
'Ieek!!'
Atalanta became even more venomous at the sight of him deliberately looking at her as if comforting her young child.
She wore a pankration joint, which normally she would never use, but which would not have worked well against Dianeth.
Her main weapon, her joints, would break her neck and break her limbs in an instant, so Asclepius told her never to use it during sparring unless she was going to kill her.
If it were Dianes, she would have somehow managed to stop it, so she used her skills out of desperation...
But for some reason.
The technology went into it better than I could have imagined.
"Ugh! Tap tap! Tap!"
Dianes screams as she is crushed beneath her.
The lover who seemed to be beyond her, a chasm she could never reach, lies pleading for mercy at her own hands...
'Oh...?'
A wall that can never be overcome, a lover so far away.
A black hero who was the object of affection as a lover, but also a goal and envy as a hero.
Dianes, who seemed strong, beautiful, and great, was struggling, begging for mercy at her own hands.
Her fair hair, like the night sky, swaying in her own arms, her beautiful black jade eyes wet with her tears, begging for her mercy.
Seeing that sight, my spine began to tingle and my heart began to pound with a strange sense of pleasure.
The sadism and pleasure that soared at the delicate appearance of her lover, whom she thought she could never overcome.
Feeling as if she was going to become addicted, Atalanta began to entrap Dianes even more.
However, even for a moment, as soon as Dianeth could catch her breath, he showed signs of slowly trying to escape from her grasp.
'No..!'
A little bit.
She wanted to enjoy this feeling just a little longer.
Is this how Bellerophon felt when he held the reins on the head of the rough and beautiful Pegasus?
Atalanta did everything in her power to hold on to her black beast that was trying to escape her grasp even for a moment longer.
Then, suddenly, a strange feeling came to the hands and legs that were holding his neck and chest.
Faster than Atalanta could feel her doubts, her body changed its position in an instant and wrapped both legs around the center of the flow, Dianes' chest.
And she pressed and twisted with all her might the area where that tingling sensation was felt...
"!??!?!?!"
It was a success.
Dianes, who was trying to escape from her arms, sank in an instant and surrendered himself to her again.
'...Hi-Hi'
Right now at this moment.
This unpredictable lover belonged entirely to Atalanta.
◈ Chapter 74 - Love Fight(?)2
Be careful of children, women, and the elderly.
This is a maxim that I personally inscribed while creating a new religious scripture called Cheonmagyeong and the Murim Baekseo.
However, I, the one who foolishly added those words, forgot them and almost ended up being reincarnated again today.
A woman and a child.
And in this extreme world of mythology, the idea of taking on a hero who was on a major adventure troupe as the main character in a solo episode and putting his body on the line.
I hope to hold on for a while, thinking that this too will pass, thinking that it is my karma, my karma.
With the instructor's announcement of a break, Atalanta suddenly came to her senses and was astonished to see me half in a daze.
Atalanta then dragged me out to the forest a little away from the training ground, apologized to me in return, saying that he didn't know why he did that, and like a tamed beast, he snuggled into my arms and wouldn't let go.'
When Atalanta heard that I was entangled with Apollo and Artemis and that I was solving the riddle of Hermes to overcome this, Atalanta was literally ready to dig into the ground.
"Sorry..."
"Ah, ahahaha..."
Atalanta was crying out of shame and regret, as if he knew that he had gone a little crazy.
Soon he buried his head in my arms again and disappeared.
I may not know much about women, but it is no exaggeration to say that I have almost no dating experience.
Considering that such a guy fought during his first love affair, and that the opponent was a hero named Atalanta, who was the main character of a single episode in this crazy mess of Greek mythology and was always involved in big adventure stories.
For a first fight, I was satisfied that it ended happily.
I had an idea why Atalanta had gone on such a rampage, and rather than being angry, I was very proud of Atalanta.
"I swallowed that crazy Madou's martial arts, but that's how I tolerated it well."
"Crazy... Madhu?"
The first thing to do was to explain the situation in detail to Atalanta.
"Atalanta, listen carefully. "Did you feel strange while practicing martial arts these days?"
"Uh? W, you knew as expected?"
As expected, Atalanta was also noticing the martial arts skills that were slowly starting to show in her own martial arts.
She nodded and listened to my story.
Accordingly, I explained to her about her current condition and the origins of her martial arts skills that had begun to bloom within her.
"So... Dianes, the essence of the martial arts of one of your teachers is within me?"
"Right, maybe some force was at work during the headbutting incident last time..."
Headbutting incident.
When she remembered the disaster that occurred right after Atalanta and I had our worst first meeting, she lowered her head, probably feeling ashamed again.
Seeing that, I chuckled and continued talking while stroking his hair.
"Where I come from, martial arts are simple fighting arts, but when the skills are taken to the extreme, they have a will of their own.
"Maybe his martial arts matches well with yours."
Imagery is a truly mysterious and strange place.
That place was my unconscious and another of my consciousness, and although I was there, I was also not me.
The subconscious world, which seems to be separate from my mind but is one, is called imagery.
If from the third level to the transcendental level are the stages that transcend the human body, then the state of flowering beyond the transcendental level is the area that deals with the realm of the human mind and soul.
The moment when the image is completely controlled and the conscious and unconscious merge.
The spirit reaches the heavenly realm and heavenly realm beyond consciousness, and this is a state called the wise mind or the realm of heavenly magic.
Although I am still young, I am able to control my images skillfully because the spirit still belongs somewhere up there.
However, the fact that Atalanta unknowingly stole her demonic spirit from my image means that the demonic demon that was in my image willingly responded to her.
However, while Atalanta was still young and her essence was just blooming within her, her feelings toward me, her true owner, became so strong that she went berserk without realizing it.
"Oh, by the way, I think we were quite compatible. "I was also shocked for a moment."
"Miaaaaan..."
Usually, martial arts is done by decorating the form with a chosik and raising the womb with a gugyeol to complete the form.
However, Atalanta was unusually born before she could form her brother, and the martial arts form that Atalanta originally practiced was changing to follow her.
If he was a martial artist who had learned ordinary inner skills, it would not be surprising if he came to the Juhwa Ilma at any time due to the disharmony between his brother and his wife.
Atalanta was a Greek who had not learned internal skills, and Tuma-gong was originally an external skill performed without internal skills, so she would have passed it smoothly without getting into trouble.
However, there were no side effects, as evidenced by her hands and feet that were on the verge of crossing her line and the strange light that shone in her ruby-colored eyes as she entangled me.
"Perhaps because unfamiliar technologies and enlightenment are introduced. "I think my mind and body are becoming more sensitive as they adjust."
This was my mistake, as I was not able to take care of her at the right time for her demons to bloom, and in the meantime, the fight with her Artemis demons would have further encouraged the blooming of her demons.
"Is it possibly dangerous?"
"No, thanks to you controlling it well, I don't think it will be really dangerous or a big problem."
Fortunately, Atalanta was not eaten by her demon attack and was training in her own way, slowly making her teeth her own.
If they had been exposed to radiation inside, the Artemis members would have been taken out as corpses a long time ago.
"Like before, if something suddenly arises or you suddenly feel like fighting, come visit me at any time."
"Uh? "Really?"
Well then, really.
Among the twelve demons of the Twelve Gods, there is nothing that is comparable to it, but it is a martial arts fighter whose aggressiveness is unmatched by anyone.
I don't know if I would have learned Toumagong step by step from scratch, but I ended up downloading the essence straight and unzipping it.
So far, Atalanta was in good control and was incorporating what she had learned into her martial arts skills, but she needed me to properly control her and teach her if she wanted to fully control it and increase her accomplishments.
'The day has finally come when the Tuma style external attack training method will see the light of day.'
I planned to hold the reins very tightly so that the demon inside Atalanta would not be twisted astray.
"Heh... Hehe... Anytime...?"
Atalanta was muttering to herself with a bright red face, wondering what she was thinking.
Well... It won't happen like you think, and martial arts is no joke.
Hehe."
"Lol..."
Atalanta didn't know if she knew how I felt, but she just smiled shyly as I smiled.
Unfortunately, I had no idea what hardships I would face in the future.
* * *
Martial arts classes were large classes that took up an entire day.
When class was over and the sun was setting, I apologized to Atalanta and Hercules for catching me and quickly returned to my dorm to wash up.
"Let's see... Honey cookies, new clothes, a bouquet of flowers, a necklace..."
Last time, I spent all my money on buying our cute obsidian flute, so my pockets were light.
I sold the leftover items from Hestosias' quest at the market, and the income was good.
"My pockets are empty because I've been buying so many gifts..."
What can I do?
I felt like I was lacking in terms of relieving the feelings of the person I was visiting, so I left the room praying in Hera's name that I could do the rest with sincerity and effort.
"I shouldn't have sulked too much."
Atalanta was also so angry that she even attacked her.
Even so, my conscience was very pricked because I left the princess who was visiting me to the point where I thought it was a bit too much to just see me from afar.
Anyway, once I see her face, I'll either bang her head or hug her...
The place we arrived at was the forest of nymphs right next to the living area.
It was the moment I made up my mind and took my first step at the entrance to the forest I arrived at along the road.
"Stop! This is the forest of nymphs, and unauthorized men cannot enter!"
"Please tell us your identity and purpose of visit."
Suddenly, nymphs jumping out of the trees on both sides stopped me.
Unlike typical nymphs, who usually wear light clothes and have a bright and cheerful image, the two nymphs appeared heavily armed with wooden armor and wooden spears.
"Hey, I recently heard that a Nereis nymph was taking care of me here."
"Nereid Nymph?"
"Ah! "You mean Nesneria!"
"Then you are famous these days..."
"Somehow, the youngest princess of the famous Nereis nymphs came to land..."
The gatekeepers immediately say Neri's name when they hear the word Nereis nymph.
Looking at the positive expression on his face, it seemed like he was being loved here a lot, as he was the youngest child who received a lot of love from many sisters.
I don't know what kind of imagination there is, but the solemn atmosphere from earlier was gone and I couldn't help but laugh bitterly at the sight of them squealing like women their age.
"Then, would you please tell Nesneria that Dianeth is requesting a visit?"
"All right!"
"Please wait a moment!"
The two nymphs, who were so solemn as to be excited about someone else's love story, disappeared into the forest in an instant.
"Well, what should I say?"
Are you sorry for not being able to come visit you for a while?
Did she become prettier without me seeing her?
As we have seen, Neri has a strangely childlike side, but she also shows a side that is so strange that it is hard to tell at times.
No matter how young and delicate you are, you are still the spirit of the sea.
Because of this, I was even more nervous than during the Riddle of Hermes, and racked my brain to think of something that could ease Neri's feelings as much as possible.
Wait like that for a while.
I saw the gatekeepers who had gone inside to tell the story coming back from the other side.
But the faces of the nymphs that come back... Why are they so scary?
"The nymph's enemy!!"
"Lovelace!"
"After all, there are things called heroes!"
"Yes...Yes?"
Just as expected.
The bamboo spears(?) Of the nymphs with their grimly distorted faces were aimed at me.
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