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◈ Chapter 52 - Judgment and Hell
The Twelve God Demons are all people who have realized the ultimate in their respective fields and have become the masters of the Million Demons.
Among the Twelve Divine Demons, even Seonmudan Shin Jae-gwi, who had the weakest fighting power, and Manghyang Gui-eum, who was originally an evil artist, were evaluated as having no one who dared to compete with their generation through inaction. Therefore, it would not be an exaggeration to say that the Twelve Divine Demons were the twelve most powerful cult leaders in the long history of the Heavenly Demon Church. .
However, among the twelve gods, there are the three sacred gods whose inaction and accomplishment are on a different level from the others.
Suramazon, Guyugeomzon, and Hyeolcheonmuzon were the three.
Among them, Gu Yuma Sword, a swordsman of the Guyu Sword Zone, is a rare swordsman who captured the eight hells and eight hells in his sword.
Originally, with my current achievements, it would be impossible to even use the sword according to the instructions, let alone unfold the Guyu Sword Technique, but the new magic machine that had improved my previous achievements was perfectly reproducing the Guyu Sword in my head so naturally.
But, you blocked that Guyu Sword, that is, the Gu Yucho Yeol Sword, which contained three aeons of incandescent hell, like this?
Even I was hacked to pieces countless times before I realized the truth, and it took me a year to block even the first sword, Guyu Sword?
"Stop it?"
"Brother, calm down and talk..."
It's past time to calm down.
The pink-haired goddess provoked me with my dearest and most familiar fairy.
This black angel with closed eyes is blocking a sword that can never be blocked or blocked, and is trying to take away the joy of punishment that I deserve.
Allowing more than this was something he could never tolerate as a warrior and a demon who had gone through difficult times before the Heavenly Demon.
"Incendiary heat, destruction by fire and destruction of the world"
The fire that burns the world is neither loud nor violent.
It just burns, burns, burns.
-Shaaaaa...!
A light sound, like the rustling spring breeze, echoed between my black sword and the black scale-shaped sword.
"...This?!"
Realizing something was wrong, the Black Angel tried to retrieve the sword, but it was already too late.
"Let's go somewhere and have some more fun."
-Kwakagagak!
The black angel is flapping its wings and flying up, and I am rushing towards it and clashing swords.
Slowly, the black scale sword trembled at the fire I had lit, and the surrounding trees and grass began to burn black in the heat like a blazing hellfire.
Eventually, the angel's white eyes, which had been closed, opened wide in astonishment as the sword slowly penetrated the scale-shaped sword that seemed to have held up for a long time, leaving ripples behind.
"!? U, Eustatia?"
The eyes that were stained with astonishment soon turned bright blue, and suddenly the black balance sword began to shine pure white.
[Judícĭum (judgment)!!]
"...Tsk!"
At the same time, I had no choice but to click my tongue and step back as the White Eyes and the Black Balance Sword were emitting a huge energy wave and glowing white.
A phenomenon similar to the opening of the divine powers of the gods that Hermes showed earlier.
I had no choice but to retrieve my super-heated sword and go on the defensive as the unexpected white light seemed to cut into my entire body.
Soon, like the rain of arrows that greeted me when I was approaching the front line of Mt. Kunlun in the past, the pure white beams of light falling towards me were met by a pitch-black sword.
-Visor! Snap clap clap!
The confrontation between the bright white spears that embroider the air and the pitch black sword that blocks them.
It had no choice but to end with the pure white sword that fell decisively.
[Frater, ignosce mihi (brother, forgive me)]
"Huh, damn it"
I, too, chuckled at the sight of him talking nonsense while striking down his sword with pure white divine power burning in his eyes.
Prepared for a match.
For both my opponent and me, everything will end with this one match, a moment that can be said to be the flower of swordsmen.
It was a golden opportunity to see how far this freely released divine magic could go.
"Guyuma Sword – Infinite Sutra (無間經)"
The sword of judgment, shining white as it drives out the night, and the pitch-black sword of invincibility, trying to devour even that light, aim at each other, searching for the moment to sink their teeth into the opponent.
And the moment when we discovered the gap between each other.
The white sword and the black sword crossed each other...
"For a moment!"
I was going to do it.
Until strawberry milk stood between me and the angel.
"Eris!?"
"What is this again!?"
Two sword strikes in a hurry.
-Quaaaaang!
-Puhuaaaaa!
The pure white balance sword twisted its blade and soared into the sky, and the completed Invincible Sword broke the ground.
To be honest, since she was the goddess who was the cause of the fight, I was worried about just getting rid of her.
Still, it was not cool to use the final blow of the prosecutors' diary to catch an uninvited intruder.
Of course, the aftermath alone tore up the sky and created craters on the ground.
The goddess, who was curled up and whimpering inside a pink protective shield just like her hair from before, was not even a single hair injured.
"Eris! Are you okay?"
"Uh, sister..."
"D...Dianes... I feel sick..."
"Neri! "You didn't get caught up, right?"
"Ugh... But the ground... Ugh..."
The black-winged angel, probably shocked that he had almost cut her sister with his own hands, threw down his sword and ran towards the goddess named Eris.
I was behind me so I didn't get caught, but I had to check on Neri, who was sick because the ground was pounding.
"I'm fine... Diane, your nose, your nose is bleeding!"
"Huh?"
Blood in your nose?
When Neri screamed at the sight of my face, I put my finger under her nose.
The lukewarm blood came out red.
"Dianes, piii..."
"Neri!?"
Seeing her teeth, her face turned bright red for some reason, Neri fainted as she was, and I grabbed her in surprise.
A calm voice came from behind.
"...It is an aftereffect of excessive use of divine power. "Don't worry, the nymph just fainted from shock."
"Divine power?"
When I looked back at her with a frown, there was a pink-haired goddess who was avoiding my eyes with a bright red face, and a black-winged goddess who was looking at her pitifully, pretending to be hugging her like a princess, standing in front of me.
It was a bit difficult to make Neri sit on the cold floor, so the two goddesses just looked at me in silence as I carefully picked her up.
"I don't think you're in the mood for another fight?"
"Whew... Let me apologize first. "My sister was so playful that she almost hurt her brother's lover."
"Sis, just a little prank..."
"Shut up. Eris."
Eris was wriggling her fingers and trying to make an excuse, but her sister's stern look in her eyes made it look like not even a needle would go in, so she shut her mouth.
"Let me introduce myself first. It is said to be Nemesis, who presides over judgment and justice.
The immature younger brother here is Eris, the guardian of discord and strife.
"We are all brothers and sisters, born from the beginning of the night."
The night of the beginning.
It was referring to a certain god who created me, which Hermes also mentioned.
She is the goddess who governs the night. Although I learned about it at her orphanage and had glimpses of it through various memories of her past life. The night of the beginning was a bit unfamiliar to me, and when I looked into it, I found that there were no records of her, as if she was not a worshiped deity.
"Would you like to hear the details...?"
In addition, the beings beyond the fog, who were added at the end as brothers and sisters, appeared directly.
More than anything, since she was having so much fun, she thought it would be okay to talk to her.
But to me, the god called Noona is a swordsman who can cross swords with a Guyu sword and is this pretty?
Honestly, I don't think anyone but me would be treated with respect.
"More than anything, that swordsmanship, the martial arts technique... I think he invented it on his own, so I'd like to talk about it. Sister."
"Sister?"
"Sister?!"
Nemesis' eyes widened at the title "Sister" I uttered, and Eris, who was in her arms, raised her head in surprise.
"Hey! I am! Why don't you call me sister!?"
"Eris?
Nemesis, whose face was slightly flushed, glanced at her, and the goddess of discord, who had been bouncing around like a live fish, became limp and saggy like seaweed again.
"Hmm, brother, your sword is also very impressive. "I really want to discuss this slowly, but..."
Nemesis immediately raised his head and looked up at the sky.
When I followed that gaze, wondering if there was something there, the blue-black curtain in the sky was torn and tattered, and a crescent moon shimmered through the tattered gap.
"Hey... The barrier you hit so hard was torn, right?"
"It's a lack of studying. Eris."
"You're an idiot! "They say there is a barrier that can block her sister's sword of judgment!"
"...Who was the one who foolishly jumped in front of that sword?"
How on earth did he come up with the bizarre idea of picking a fight with the person holding him?
Eris was hit headfirst into the ground by Nemesis' hand, which raised its Byakugan again.
"Kkkkiyak?!"
"I told you! Just arrest that foolish criminal who dared to insult his mother and blood relatives!
How hard was it for me to listen to the sea god whining from the palace under the sea.
He can't stand it anymore, so he grabs the youngest and even gets hit in return?!
"Are you still the goddess of discord and strife!?"
"Ouch! Ugh!? Sister, come on, wait a minute!"
In the end, Nemesis seems to have lost his sense of reason and begins to beat the buttocks of his younger brother, who was pinned to the ground with the blade of his sword.
At first glance, it seemed like I had suffered for more than just a day or two because of that immature younger brother.
"I can't get married..."
"Whew... It looks like you just keep looking ugly."
Leaving behind Eris, who was whimpering and holding her newly washed buttocks, which was visible even through her clothes.
Nemesis shook his head and turned his head towards me.
"...Hmm, anyway, I also feel like I want to talk to my new brother.
"If we continue like this, we'll draw the attention of Olympus, so let's meet again on another quiet night."
"Olympus?"
Is it okay to set a barrier and cause trouble in Chiron's sanctuary like this?
When I furrowed my eyebrows, Nemesis seemed to have read my thoughts and smiled as he answered.
"No matter what, the current Greece they rule is quite beautiful.
"Rather than destroying this land through pointless antagonism, it is easier to keep a reasonable distance."
"Aha..."
In other words, the girls who do not belong to Olympus and the Twelve Gods of Olympus do not see any good results from being involved with each other, so they keep a reasonable distance between them.
"Oh, by sinner, do you mean Orion?"
The goddess of judgment and the goddess of conflict suddenly appeared before me.
Orion sees blood while trying to chase Neri, and Eris chases Orion.
Even I, who entered the forest after seeing Eris.
In this situation, talking about criminals naturally reminded me of Poseidon's bully.
"Ah... Now that I think about it, you were also the one who suffered insults along with your mother and almost had your lover humiliated."
Nemesis nodded as if he hadn't thought about it before and then gestured in the air.
"Kwak?!"
-Thud!
Then, suddenly, a blue-haired giant with his entire body in shambles fell from thin air to the ground.
"From now on, we will punish sinners who mock God's name and try to harm their blood relatives. Would you like to watch it together? Do, younger brother?"
For some reason, Nemesis' face, who was smiling and inviting me and calling me his younger brother, was slightly red.
◈ Chapter 53 - The Impressed Judge
Thanks to her divine karma and divine power, Nemesis was able to read the fates of her judgment that rushed to her.
And while she was taking a leisurely walk across the night sky, the judge appeared on her hand.
She thought as she looked at the fate involved.
She is a human who emits divine powers just like her.
And Poseidon's bastard, who was jealous of him and cursed him behind his back, tried to rape his lover, and even his half-brother and sister-in-law of Amphitrite, the queen of the sea.
Whether he knew it or not, it was only natural that the blood relatives of Poseidon, who had foolishly insulted his mother, would be destroyed.
The person involved in that fate of punishment, a black-haired hero who radiates the divine power of Nyx, caught her attention.
Yes, her mother might also go on outings from time to time to enjoy her pleasures.
Still, since she was a half-human and half-god who inherited the same Nyx bloodline as them, I was worried that this child born with human skin would be able to handle the divine power of the mighty Protogenoi.
This is what the Great Mother has done, that she has met fierce love after so many countless years.
That is why she personally saw her children through humanity and affection.
With her understanding, she should stop by from time to time to take care of her child, who is going through a lot of heartache among the prominent heroes in her hero's forest without any connection.
That was just what I thought.
However, after breaking through the sea god's obstruction, she faced the primordial night mother for the first time in a long time, and she drank it only after hearing a bombshell that hit her in the head.
Instead of being a demigod born through love with a human being, the protogenoi created humans directly and presented them to the world?
The first generation of humanity, which was closest to the chaos of the beginning, threatened even the Titan God-King with infinite possibilities and power that threatened even the gods, and even the current God-King Zeus considered faithful and pious humanity a threat to them and even the Titan God race, and sent Pandora to destroy them. Destroyed.
Instead, the prophet Prometheus and his younger brother created a new human race using the blood and flesh of the disappeared human race and created the present world.
It was the beginning of the world called Greece.
However, the protogenoi, who are closest to the chaos of the beginning, are the most powerful in the present era, and interact with the world less often, personally created humans and sent them up.
It was not for nothing that the priestesses of fate screamed, and death, the boatman, and dreams were astonished.
If that child were to come into the world, what kind of trouble would it bring to Greece?
I felt tired just thinking about how many fates would be overturned because of that crisis.
'...Just as expected.'
After her mother's lightning-quick declaration, she arrived at the sea god's palace and a irritating scuffle with the ruler of the Mediterranean ensued.
Why on earth are these old, even much younger than her, Olympian gods so passionate about their half-human, half-god child?
Every time that Moribae, Orion, walks on the sea when he was ten, brags about something he didn't want to know about eradicating pirates when he was fifteen, and sees the sea god secretly flirting with him, Nemesis looks at himself without taking out his balance sword. I felt like praising him.
In the end, it is like this, and he cannot avoid the punishment of touching his beloved believer and youngest sister of Amphitrite.
Poseidon begged earnestly not to take his life.
Well, you probably don't want to lose a blood descendant like this who might become the main character of the great prophecy.
However, even so, the sin of insulting her mother and insulting her brother is not light.
After telling the criminal to endure a punishment so cruel that he would rather see him die, he had just walked away in a hurry.
Eris, the goddess of discord and strife, is her younger sister whom her mother entrusted to her.
He was a disciple taught by Nemesis, the judge and owner of the Balance Sword, who personally pushed him to the brink of extinction in the abyss.
Eris was being pushed overwhelmingly by her human younger brother, who must have been born less than a few years ago.
Even she, who tried to block this, had no choice but to back down from her younger brother's powerful magic.
It made me wonder what kind of power my mother had granted this young brother, and how on earth the brother who wielded such power more skillfully than any other god had survived.
Fortunately, Eris' intervention stopped the sword fight between her siblings.
If by chance the brother's last sword and her judgment sword collided, there was no telling who would be the last one standing.
'There is a high probability that I would have been standing there'
But that confidence became clouded when she remembered her brother's last sword, as if she had seen the abyss where her mother had slept.
"Sister?"
"Ah? "Did you call me, little brother?"
"That's when you showed off your brilliance with your swordsmanship earlier..."
'...What do you think?'
It's my sister.
Has there ever been such a beautiful title?
Her sassy youngest sister always sings to her every time she sees her and calls her her sister when she is sad.
The other brothers were people who had no interest in anything other than their respective careers.
However, when this freshly baked honey bread-like youngest sibling called me sister in a sweet voice, my whole heart felt warm, as if I was sitting at Hestia's bonfire.
Black hair just like her mother's, and a face so pretty that if she dressed up nicely, you could call her sister rather than brother. Even her pure white skin that was just like her.
The youngest brother's inaction was so great that he even took the sword that could rival Ares and Athena, countered it, and dragged her into a confrontation.
Her eyes were also excellent, to the point where she inspected her sword and discussed it.
She is a new friend and loving younger sister who recognizes the sword she has honed alone over the long years.
Even a strict judge sometimes has a desire to simply exist as a goddess called Nemesis.
The black-winged Nemesis felt a strong affection for his younger brother, whom he had seen for the first time.
"The sword knowledge at that time was the sword knowledge and my power, the judgment sword."
"Oh... The sword of judgment... A sword that is united with power?"
Look at those eyes of pure admiration, pure envy!
Eyes shining with a desire and respect for pure nothingness that can't even be compared to the black sister inside!
Aside from the love she had for her younger brother, Nemesis, who had black brothers and a black sister inside, was so dazzling in her eyes.
"Hehe, do you want to learn?"
"Sister, what can I say? "No matter how much I drink, my thirst does not go away."
"Her younger brother will later realize her divine vocation and gradually master it when he awakens to her power.
We came here to help with this. "Oh my, there's dust."
If I were to gently dust her off and run down her chestnut-black hair...
'Oh my goodness...!'
The soft touch reminded her of when she was a child, when she fell asleep wrapped in her mother's hair as a newborn, and the corners of her mouth trembled slightly.
"Hey! "Stone!"
-Quick!
In a way, it was natural that the veins on her white forehead would rise at the voices of discord and strife that took away her time to heal.
"...Eris? "Are your cheeks already recovered?"
"Profit! "Wow, this girl of discord won't even flinch from such a threat..."
As the scale sword, which had regained its original color, was slowly raised, the disruptor became a sniper again.
The sinner writhing beneath Eris's feet caught her eye again.
"...Whew, I can't help it. Brother? Although I delayed for a while in the name of starting a new business.
"If we stay in Chiron's sanctuary any longer, the open mouths and rolling eyes of Olympus will definitely see us."
"..I don't have to say who you're talking about."
The younger brother, who was smiling and nodding his head, probably knew who the open-mouthed person was.
It's a face that says there's a mountain of things I want to ask, but Hermes is convinced that if he sees this, it'll be a hassle for both of them.
"Why, you're already polite at that age. Eris, please follow my example."
"Ussing! "You're not going to work!?"
Where on earth did those hundreds of years go?
At the urging of Eris, who seemed much more immature than his younger brother, Nemesis had no choice but to look away.
"First of all, I feel sorry for her younger sister, but due to the plea of the sea god Poseidon, I cannot take her life."
"Eh?! Sister, what do you mean!? Her mother looked insulted! I heard you clearly.
A low-ranking god, a mixed breed, and even a low-ranking god said that if he teases his back a few times, it's over!?"
"Eupeup!?"
As if he wasn't that harsh, the criminal with his eyes and mouth blocked struggled at Eris's feet.
It already had no meaning.
"That's Okay. Do you think her mother will tolerate her insults like that?"
In the first place, the Protogenoi were gods without sacrifices and gods without grace.
Even its name was not well known on earth, and among humans only priests who devoted their lives to the genealogy of the gods knew about it.
But that's it, the sin of mentioning God's name in vain is a serious one.
"Orion, son of Poseidon, sinner. The punishment meted out to you is the final mercy."
At the same time as the declaration of punishment, the black scale sword was swung out in an instant.
Moribae's head did not fall off.
However, on his forehead, the symbol of Nemesis, the symbol of scales with black wings, burns black.
"Kwaaaaa!!"
Last mercy.
The sinner has his eyes blinded and his mouth shut.
And, with only the clothes and shoes on, you will be punished by wandering around without being able to rest in peace until your strength runs out.
No human being in the world would dare to let into their home a sinner with the seal of Nemesis engraved on his forehead. No god in the world would allow a sip of water or a single grain of grain to a scoundrel who committed a mortal sin.
However, when the sinner is crossing the threshold of death with all his might, if someone shows mercy just once, fate will consider that his life has been granted, and the punishment will be over.
"Most people die before mercy comes."
"Ugh?!"
The burning forehead soon quieted down, and the black Nemesis symbol was engraved.
Orion disappeared along with an afterimage.
"Oh, what happened to that gang?"
"Oh, them? When I arrived, the three of them were already dead, leaving no bodies behind.
The last remaining wizard, a foolish idiot, lost his mind and ran to the sea alone.
"I drowned."
"...Is that so?"
In any case, the punishment of the sinners was over, and it was time for them to leave, having done all their deeds.
"Are you...Going?"
"..."
"Oh my goodness..."
Although it was unfortunate, both Nemesis and Eris smiled at the sight of her younger brother scratching her head as if he couldn't bear to catch her.
Today wasn't the only day.
"Don't feel sorry."
"Yes, yes! "Because there are things my mother said, and there are many things I can teach you!"
As the two goddesses comforted each other by flapping their wings, saying that farewell does not mean farewell, their youngest soon nodded her head and smiled brightly.
"Then, see you later. Sister! Eris!"
"Yes! I'll come back soon. Wait. Nyx's blood relatives!"
"Hey wait! "Why do I have a name...!"
At the end of a noisy meeting, the children of Nicks said goodbye to each other warmly.
◈ Chapter 54 - Collector's Soul
What on earth do the goddesses of fate have to do with me? After three days, which felt like three months, came to an end.
I was finally able to enjoy a normal hero's forest life.
In other words, it can be said that life is finally transitioning from deep dark modern dramas and martial arts dramas to bright and green academic dramas.
First of all, the Forest of Heroes can be seen as an academy where all kinds of mythical characters attend.
I left the dorm with light steps and walked towards the forest of art where my first class was held.
Let's get rid of Nyx, the name of our mother(?) That my sisters spilled, the riddle that Hermes left behind with a twinkle in his eye, and the circumstances of various gods.
Just for today, I decided to enjoy everyday life as just a student.
The curriculum assigned in the Forest of Heroes was quite rigorous, as if there was no time to rest even for a moment to become a hero.
Even excluding the morning walk, which was canceled due to the closure of the Colosseum for the time being, the schedule was filled with all kinds of classes, practices, and part-time jobs from sunrise to sunset.
"Let's see... Today's first class is..."
Today's class written on the timetable was a music class scheduled at the Forest of Arts.
Hercules complained that Manghyangguieum would go full throttle and destroy the twelve cashes, asking what need music was for a hero dealing with monsters and villains.
I thought that Chiron was a principal who cared very much about his students.
No matter how strong a warrior he is with a steely spirit, if he is left with mental scars after seeing successive bloody battles and trials and tribulations, he is bound to be ruined in one way or another.
Among them, the moderate ones become insensitive to murder and blood, and in the worst cases, there were cases where they became drunk on blood and became murderers, or were eaten by the mind demons and committed suicide by killing themselves.
Music classes that taught people how to heal their wounds alone while building culture in this way would be of great help to the heroes who would wander this land in the future.
"Huh? Materials?"
However, under the music class schedule, there was a small note saying to bring a flute.
Kindly, there was also a brief guide to the musical instrument specialty store located in the market area, so I thought I could prepare and go to class without being late.
"Wow"
It's something to prepare in the class schedule.
Now, remembering my distant school life, I smiled and turned around and entered the market area.
The statue of Hermes greeted me with a mysterious smile, and as I passed by it, I saw the large market I had looked around yesterday while eating snacks with Atalanta.
"Grocery, blacksmithing, used weapons, the latest extras..."
It was like a large supermarket, with price tags and products neatly displayed in a 2-3 story building that looked like a market.
As I walked around the neatly organized stores, the musical instrument store I was looking for appeared in front of me.
"Hello? Oh?!"
"Oh my goodness! You're a freshman Diane, right? Welcome, we have collected only instruments that even Apollo would praise!"
When I entered the music store, I was greeted by a warm-looking nymph who was tuning the lyre.
I was caught by the flute displayed behind the owner.
"...I'd like to see a flute."
"Flute? Oh! "Today is Marsyas' music lesson!"
The owner tried hard to explain as she took out all kinds of flutes from the counter, saying, "Yes, that's right."
My eyes did not fall on the shabby stone flute displayed discreetly in the back, which I could tell was not for sale.
That thing is a precious thing.
It's also a very old, serious treasure.
An unusual aura that can be seen at a glance even without specially stimulating the eyes or arousing spiritual vision.
I don't know if it was possessed by a vengeful spirit or if it was cursed, but the spirit that seemed to growl that it would show the taste of hell fire to anyone who touches it without knowing how to do it was surprising.
However, what caught my eye more than its charm was its completeness.
The flute is easier to carry than a gold flute, and the unique sound of a wind instrument helps with locating colors and understanding the terrain, so I soon began to use the sound hole that I used as a flute.
Also, when I was wandering around on missions alone, I would play the flute alone to soothe my loneliness, and I was confident that I was also quite skilled at playing the flute.
And the stone flute sparkling with mysterious colors that was reflected in my eyes was nothing more than a great luxury item.
It was clearly a flute made of stone, but the smooth body without any traces of carving or assembly joints and the mysterious light rippling in soft curves made it impossible to say that it was the work of man.
"...What about that flute in the back?"
"Ah? This one? This is something I accidentally picked up near a mountain while I was out last night.
Although it looks a little worn, it is a flute made in the style of the old Hydria Island...
Student, would you like to come closer?"
"Yes?"
At the gesture of the landlady, her eyes sparkling with interest, she approached the flute she held out and took a closer look.
This flute was not just a stone flute.
"...Nonsense. "Is this obsidian?"
"Yes! "The flute is made entirely of obsidian!"
Among the instruments presented to me in the past was a jade flute that the craftsman who presented to the emperor spent ten years crafting.
The black jade flute, with the scenery of 100,000 mountains carved in detail on smooth black jade without a single flaw, was one of my new items, and I have never seen a more beautiful flute in a long time.
But this obsidian flute shattered my history.
You made obsidian into a flute?
"It wasn't made by humans, right?"
"Yes! There aren't even any traces of seams or grinding. "This must be the work of some god."
Obsidian was so weak that it was almost impossible to carve it in such detail.
Modern technology, that is, current Greek craftsmanship, would involve using a sharp cross section that has been ground or broken as a scalpel.
Carving such a smooth piece of obsidian, hollowing out the inside, and making a flute was not something that could be done by human power.
"God made it..."
In that case, I could understand the ridiculousness of this awesomeness and the ridiculous O-Parts-level perfection.
"..."
Let's think rationally, Dianes.
Amman Ni is a musical instrument collector who collected everything from Kunlun school sacred items to Bodhidharma sacred items from Shaolin and displayed them on his bedroom wall, making him happy every night.
This was a huge treasure, but at the same time it was a disaster that brought about accidents and accidents.
No matter how elegantly you can't take your eyes off her, it's as if you're looking at the naked body of a goddess.
Even though it has the rarity of being the work of a god who processed obsidian entirely, or rather, sublimated it into a flute.
From the time I was reincarnated on Pasos Island, didn't I decide to live in the mode of a person who enjoys life in a relaxed, light manner?
I'm still going around raising my spirits because I don't know when an orbital bombardment will come from the sun, and the quest window is about to be shattered by flags that are expected to be from Neri's sisters or Nemesis and Eris that I met yesterday.
Are you weighed down by the disaster you brought on yourself and are planning to raise a flag again and invite another incident?
I tried to calm my collector temperament by mobilizing all my reason, holding my right hand that was shaking as if I was going to grab the flute at any moment and pressing it down with my left hand.
However, due to the careful encouragement that followed, my left hand, right hand, and reason all stopped working.
"If it's okay with you, could you please accept this flute?"
"Yes...?"
What did this beautiful flute goddess, or rather flute nymph, just say?
Are you saying that you will just give me this flute that would be worth hundreds of millions of dollars?
If you even see Manghyangguieum, will you rush to blow it or even just touch it once?
Oh my god. The goddess of music was here.
"Wow... It's an incredible masterpiece, but it was probably created by the gods. It must be the will of the gods that it go to the hero who recognized it. "To be honest, I'm a little scared."
"Well, is that okay?"
"If you don't feel like it, you can decline..."
Although her nymph nodded her head with a hint of understanding and tried to retrieve her flute again.
Our new cutie was gently placed in my arms.
"Yes?"
-Keek!
As soon as I touched it, my hearing disappeared with a sound like a rat being hit by a carriage.
Anyway, how is it?
What's important is that this incredible work is now mine.
"Uh...?"
"Then I will gratefully accept it~"
I left the music store like the wind in case I changed my mind.
Of course, it would not be right to just give it up as a thank you when you get such a new item, so I didn't forget to leave a bag of gold coins that I received as pocket money in the hand of the owner who was holding the cutie.
"Wow..."
A beautiful obsidian flute that would have definitely become a part of my collection if I had seen it in a past life.
Even the miscellaneous ghosts disappeared and the body shining brightly in the sunlight was mesmerizing.
"You did really well to enter the Forest of Heroes."
Even though my pockets got thinner in an instant, I can make money again!
I walked lightly to the music class, filled with the pride of winning something that filled my heart.
The sunlight is shining, the plants are fresh, and the beautiful school road is where young people enjoy the morning.
And even the proud weight of our cutie in my arms.
It seemed as if the whole world was blessing my new start and my life at the academy.
"Atalanta, you traitor! "Do you still have the right to call yourself the daughter of Artemis?"
"...I have nothing to say. "Sister"
"Don't even call me sister!"
... Exactly three minutes after I thought that, a deafening voice trampled on my happiness.
A group of women blocked the road 10 meters ahead, and in front of them, a familiar red-haired woman with her head down was shining like sunlight.
I don't know when she washed it, but she was still beautiful in the sparkling twilight-colored hitaeon she wore yesterday, but her face was filled with deep sorrow.
"Atalanta?"
Is there some conflict?
I think they did something wrong to that group, but even so, isn't it a bit much to embarrass them in the middle of the street when all eyes are on them?
While I was calming down my restless mood and pacing my steps in the unusual atmosphere.
A strong-looking woman wearing armor who appeared to be the leader of the group pulled out her dagger.
"What are these clothes? If you don't take it off right now, my sword will tear your teeth apart!"
"What are you doing?"
"Artemis! Please allow me to punish this foolish traitor!"
As if he was really planning to tear the clothes off in the middle of the street, the blade of the fool calling him Artemis lunged towards Atalanta's clothes.
-Boo!
Of course, it was quicker for my foot to hit the molester in the face than for the dagger to touch Atalanta's clothes.
"D-Dianes!?"
"Hi!?"
"Uh, why is a new student here?"
"Didn't you say you went to take a music class?"
...It was a good morning.
It was a good day and a good start.
But finally, this moment where all you have to do is go to class.
In an instant, Artemis was ruined, and all the idiots singing the name of that idiot unicorn were caught.
"Okay, fuck your head"
Then I will walk you to the treatment center.
Even in my opinion, it was a very merciful recommendation.
◈ Chapter 55 - The Path of Man, the Path of Music
There is a saying:
A thief who steals money is a petty thief.
A thief who steals time is a big thief.
The thief who steals happiness is an unscrupulous thief.
Stealing the treasure of happiness is like wasting a person's time and money, and taking away happiness is the same as stealing that person's life.
But even so, in the middle of the morning walk to school when everyone was busy, they ripped off other people's clothes and gathered in a group to squeal, stealing my precious happiness that is priceless in the world.
Young master said: He said that the guy who poops in the middle of the road is not a person, but an animal.
The behavior of those who chant the name of a familiar idiot is clearly that of an animal, not a human.
Following the words of the great sage, he made these young beasts crawl on the ground so that they would know their location.
"What do you think? Do you feel like you can see the human path now?"
Three rows of five people each.
As I looked at the tortoises drawing the human character with their whole bodies, aligning their bodies with their faces, I carefully looked at the animals trembling.
I, Jeon Cheonma, did not give up on the beasts that Young master had given up on teaching, but was leading them to realize the human duty and path with my whole body.
"Kwa...Kwaeun..."
"There's a rat in my neck..."
"I think I'm going to die..."
No, how long has it been since we started to learn the moral principles of humanity that we are already talking about death?
The young later exponents of the Heavenly Demon Church's entrance hall in their previous lives could easily endure this much for an hour.
"Tsk, tsk, little hero, Artemis's daughter, she was giggling hard. "Are you crying because you can't endure even one thing?"
"Yes, you... Did what I told you to do...!"
As I shook her head as if I was pathetic, her armor maid, who had pointed a sword at Atalanta earlier, growled.
I fought back and forth until the very end without giving in to my head, and I was hit until my eyes were literally black, but I can't believe I still have the energy to do that.
I think he has a good tenacity for a punching bag.
"Oops, my hand slipped."
Suddenly, her hand lost all strength, and coincidentally, the dagger of the armor woman that she had snatched from her earlier fell with a crash.
-Kagak!
"Kyaak!?"
Fortunately(?), The dagger fell after hitting the armor of the armor girl who was sticking her head in front of my feet.
Surprised by the shock, the armored woman returned to her thoughts and corrected her balance again.
"I have to go soon, right? I'll come back later after music class. "Are you maintaining it well?"
I've memorized all the faces, so if you want to see more pain, run away~
Shaking her hand sweetly, I walked with Atalanta toward the forest of music.
"Hey Diane..."
"Don't worry about that damn crescent moon light years. "I'm making up now. What are you doing? We've come too far to be cheating on each other."
The crescent moon pattern that was engraved on the armor girl's armor earlier.
And I saw her trying to tear Atalanta's clothes and talking about Artemis.
He must be the Artemis hunter I heard about yesterday.
That goddamn moon goddess, the people-slayer, was attracting a lot of aggro wherever I went.
"Anyway, it's so annoying."
What's interesting is that the red-haired female hunter who was quietly following me was also a member of the hunting group who called herself the daughter of Artemis.
I think the issue of not attending the banquet yesterday had something to do with them, but from the looks of it, it didn't seem to have been resolved well.
"What happened?"
"..."
"You don't want to talk?"
"...Huh"
"Okay, then"
"Uh...?"
Well, even if I didn't say anything, I could roughly imagine what happened.
Atalanta didn't want to talk for no reason, so it was a no-brainer.
"When you want to talk, just say it"
I thought I would be late for my first class, so before Atalanta could say anything, I grabbed his wrist and started running.
After the morning training, we left with plenty of time to spare and bought supplies.
The opening of the beast leadership training took a bit long, so the class had already started.
After passing the greasy-looking statue of Apollo, the god of music, and passing through the laurel forest with the sound of a flute ringing, a fan-shaped theater stage made of pure white marble appeared.
In the middle of the theater stage, a strange, different race was playing the pan flute.
"Oh, is it the new student and... Miss Atalanta? "It's late, but fortunately it's before it really starts."
A music teacher in a soft voice recommends that you sit in an empty seat.
Marsyas, the music teacher I was talking about earlier at the musical instrument store, must be that person.
"...Uh?"
However, seeing that unusual appearance, I had no choice but to stop for a moment while trying to drag Atalanta.
His upper body was a neat-looking man with a relaxed appearance, but he had horns on his head.
Standing on two feet, his lower body was that of a goat, covered with horseshoes and shiny fur.
"...Satyr?"
"Yes, my name is Marsyas, a satyr, descendant of the shepherd Pan, and servant of Dionysus."
I heard that they are the servants of Dionysus and the descendants of Pan, the shepherd god, and are a cheerful race who enjoy drinking and music.
However, I was slightly speechless and confused by the appearance that looked more heterogeneous than a centaur.
He smiled and patted his leg.
Hehe, this is your first time seeing descendants of Pan like me, isn't it?"
"Oh, I'm sorry."
"I'm sorry, but sometimes I get surprised when I see a stream. "I can't believe there is a satyr with such a handsome face and not only with this fluffy fur!"
Haha!
Everyone burst into laughter at the joke Marsyas made while shrugging their shoulders.
The satyr nodded happily, looking back at the audience who were laughing at his own joke.
"Laugh! It's the most beautiful music in the world. I can't believe my joke created such a beautiful chorus.
"I can brag to my father Pan and the god of wine, Dionysus."
Marsyas invited us to sit down, applauded to get the audience's attention, and began his lecture.
"Even before Athena put all things on canvas with dye, and even before Apollo recited the world in poetry,
"All things were born with their own music within them."
-Wow! Crack!
"Start with a light flick of your fingers"
-Takta-ra-ra-ra-ta-k!
"Steps that lightly roll on the ground"
-Clap, clap, clap, clap!
"Even the applause echoed with excitement. Our bodies are already born with a lot of music. In the end, music is something that awakens and excites one's body, and a musical instrument is another body that brings out not only external music but also the music inherent within us."
By nature, it is easy for me to learn easy things quickly.
However, it is very difficult for someone else to accept what I have easily learned with their head and heart and focus on it without resistance.
Marsyas, the satyr music teacher, could be said to be an excellent music teacher in that respect.
As if watching a musical, Marsyas lightly dances to the rhythm by tapping and clapping.
The voice caught his ear with his distinct vocalization.
"This is music class."
If you miss the pitch, a sonic knife will hit your stomach, and if you miss the beat, a sonic hammer will hit you. This is not music class.
Maybe it's a music advisor.
It's only after going through life three times that I can take a somewhat normal and proper liberal arts class.
I'm just grateful.
"Now, and among them, the flute is the lightest, simplest, and most basic instrument, but it can be said to be the instrument that best captures the essence of music that is brought out by the instrument. As long as your flexible fingers and Zephyrus' warm breath match. "Because it can unleash the music within you."
Oh!
Marsyas asked the students, spreading his arms wide and clapping dramatically like an actor in a play.
"I'm sure everyone hasn't forgotten about today's special task, right? He said that if you bring me a wonderful flute that is comparable to my syrinx, I will especially take you to Dionysus' upcoming festival. "You haven't forgotten, right?"
Dionysus festival?
As I tilted my head at the name, which reeked of alcohol, everyone's eyes flashed with enthusiasm and they each took out their own flutes.
"Atalanta, what is the Dionysus Festival?"
"Well, soon Dionysus, the god of wine, will return to this area.
"You can rest for a while in the middle of a long journey, and since it is a festival in which all kinds of races, including humans, and even the gods of Olympus participate, everyone wants to go."
Aha.
I guess it's like a national beer festival, so to speak?
I, too, suddenly became interested in the keyword of being the youth of youth.
"But it's a festival. "Can't we just go and enjoy it?"
Atalanta shook her head at my words, stroking my hand as if she thought it was cute, though I don't know why.
"Hehe, the festival takes place at Dionysus's sanctuary, which cannot be found unless you are those who have been permitted by Dionysus or those whom he has invited. That's why no one can participate."
Ah, so Hercules is gleefully pulling out a flute the size of a bagpipe.
Jason, who took out a flute sparkling with gold and silver, was working passionately.
These are the guys who were complaining that music class was boring just yesterday.
But unfortunately for them.
It was as if the winner of this special event had already been decided.
There can be no more beautiful flute than this new cutie sleeping soundly in my arms.
"I don't really have any thoughts... Diane, do you want to go?"
"It's a festival. To me, the festival is an event that I worked hard to clean up on Passos Island."
But a drinking festival hosted by the main god of alcohol?
I can't stand this.
When I unconsciously lifted her shoulders and expressed excitement, Atalanta, who was staring at me, only nodded her head as if she understood something.
"Hehe, yes, of course..."
"What's the matter?"
"Huh? Never mind!"
Atalanta nodded and looked at me again, without any trace of the worry from before on her face. I wanted to shine brightly again.
"..."
"Dianes?"
"Oh sorry."
That bright smile caught my eye without even realizing it, to her lips, which I had been lusting after like crazy just yesterday.
I almost rushed back as if I was fascinated by those lips that were soft and sparkling like soft flower petals.
Soon she came to her senses again and placed her body, which had been leaning towards her, back on her chair.
'...No, is it a boy in puberty? If you think about it, it's true, but still!'
I tried my best to calm her down by biting her lip without saying a word, as the instincts kept popping up all of a sudden.
Atalanta looked at me with her strange eyes, then suddenly put her lips to my ear and said:
"I... Feel the same way... Right?"
"!?"
Did I hear correctly?
I looked around in shock, as if I had been punched, and Atalanta was trying to get away from me, covering her bright red face with both hands, as if she was also embarrassed.
"He said he would be embarrassed too."
"I don't know!"
I never imagined there would be such a sweet and sour romantic comedy in my life.
I didn't know what to do with this pink atmosphere that had suddenly hit me, so I just wrapped my arms around her knees and stamped my feet.
In the midst of everyone's cheering and excitement, we were the only ones keeping our mouths shut.
Marsyas came towards us, clicking his hooves.
"Hoo?"
"...Teacher?"
"Hoooooh?"
"Huh, Master Marsyas?"
"Hooooong?"
Marsyas, who seemed to be having a lot of fun, looked at me and Atalanta in turn and smiled mischievously.
"Is it so. "It's a good time~"
Cheer up!
Marsyas, who whispered and tapped my shoulder, smiled sweetly again and extended his hand to me and Atalanta.
"Now then, shall we take a look at the flute we prepared? If both of them brought their favorite flutes.
"I will play the music for your wedding."
"Yes? Yes yes?!"
As Marsyas spoke slyly and encouraged her to submit her assignment, Atalanta's face turned red as if she would explode if he was touched.
Still, she dutifully took her flute out of her arms and handed it to him.
"Hmm... Birch smoke. The installation is simple and there are only three holes.
"It's a hunting whistle, right?"
It's a bit disappointing to release music, though. Still, Marsyas, who praised it as an incredibly detailed piece, returned the flute to Atalanta.
"Then, Dianes. It's a surprise assignment for today's first class. What kind of flute did you bring?"
"Heh... You've probably never seen anything like this before."
I slowly and confidently took out the cutie who was sleeping in my arms.
"This is truly a cutie I met this morning, and it's fair to say that we were meant to be."
"Oh...?"
Eventually, an obsidian flute shining brightly under the bright sunlight appeared.
It was natural for Marsyas' eyes to widen.
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