48 – Deep Sea and Dark Sky
“Still, since they are from the sea, they wouldn’t have hurt you if you behaved calmly!”
This insignificant nymph has brought it upon herself.
It was the moment when Orion burst into a roar and was about to grab Nesneria’s white neck with a hand bigger than her head.
“Don’t touch me”
“What?”
It’s hard to believe that she was a nymph who acted like a child just now, while talking in a cold voice.
Nesneria stepped back and dug into his arms.
And.
– Whirik!
“Huh?”
For some reason, Orion noticed that his body was floating in the air as soon as the white shadow danced into his arms.
Feet floundering in the air, the ground spread over her head for some reason.
And then, in an instant, a stone caught in the ground that fell over his head and caught his eye.
“What is this…”
-Kwajik!
Before Orion could even scream, a tremendous pain struck his head, as if a star had fallen.
“?!”
A perfect kick-ass that looks like a painting.
The strength in his legs and the weight of that huge body turned into pain that crushed his head.
The lightning-like pain that started in the head hit the neck and spine directly, and the limbs that went out of control trembled.
Amidst the seizure, cold, glowing blue eyes looked down at him as he tumbled on the ground ugly.
“Isn’t that great? Dianes did it. It’s a martial art that allows a small child to kill a giant.
What did he say… Uh…Father? Pick up?”
A perfect counterattack technique that can only be seen in the Pankration match at the Olympia Festival.
However, it was time for Orion to grind his teeth at the fact that it was this pretty nymph who fed himself.
“This… This…!”
“Okay? There is only one man who can touch me.”
“What… What?”
Squatted at his bedside, those blue eyes still twinkled innocently as they looked down at him with their chin still.
However, that innocence reflected not good intentions and happiness, but pure cruelty.
“What is this smell? What is the ugly smell of rotting water that neither flows nor rushes? Are you trying to put this smell on me? Dianes will hate it.”
Nessneria covered her nose with her hand, frowning in disgust.
At her insult, which she had never heard before, Orion glared at her, gnashing her teeth as she struggled in pain.
“Everyone, shut up! Compare me to that mongrel that doesn’t even know the parentage?!”
“What?”
Nesneria wondered if she had heard it correctly.
What is this idiot talking about?
* * *
“What do you mean, Dianes? Are you saying that Nesneria will have blood on her hands?”
“What? Blood?”
Puhahahahaha!
I couldn’t help laughing.
Are all the Greek heroes blind?
I am surprised that the idea of a nymph killing a hero seems like a great change of thinking.
“Hercules, do you remember the qigong that pierced your body in the morning sparring?”
“Ugh…! It was no joke. Look at this”
A drug-soaked bandage was still tightly bound to his chest, lifted up by Hercules.
“As I asked, what the hell is that? Magic?”
“You all use magic to do anything other than punch and knife.”
I knew something about magic.
Magicians and alchemists who came from Europe beyond the Western Region met in the Heavenly Demon Church.
I had a chance to learn something about magic from them.
Magic and martial arts are fundamentally different.
“Magic is to twist the flow and realize it according to one’s will”
Magic is to block a river, build a dam, raise a dam to regulate and control its flow.
“Qigong twists the flow and allows it to flow according to one’s will.”
Qigong is to break water channels to create new water streams, and achieve one’s own desires in the flow of water currents.
“Then here is the problem”
Streams, springs, and rivers.
And the source of all the water it all reaches.
What if the oldest current, the embodiment of the greatest source of water, realized how to manipulate the flow to form its own circle?
-…..
The four gathered here witnessed it for themselves.
The small gesture that I had sent the former gods to put the young great hero into a dying state.
If I had been more brutal, you would know that Hercules, who gave me the blow, might not be here.
But what if that kind of thing was reproduced in another hand, and in the hand of a delicate nymph?
I also guessed the picture they were drawing.
Because of that, I was able to continue the story only after soaking my parched mouth with wine.
“For her, her flow is just a routine. Whether it is the current of the sea or the current of the river. Even the blood flow in the human body”
“…No way. What do you mean now?”
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Asclepius, having learned about qi and veins from me, seemed to have realized what I was talking about.
“Yes, nymph? Just a nymph? A pitiful and beautiful nymph?”
hahahahaha…
I just let out a dry laugh.
“An incarnation of the eternal sea that sees, hears, and reproduces all my flows just by listening to my heartbeat?”
The first time I fell into this world, the white waves that made me shudder at something unknown and mysterious for the first time.
I love the innocent fairy who made me realize again what it is to be human.
However, when the pure white waves embraced me and our eyes met as my heartbeat blushed, I would peep at the pitch-black deep sea rolling beneath the waves.
“Innocence, innocence. Yes, Nesneria. That beautiful nymph is naive. Like a clear spring, like a white wave”
However, that innocence is sometimes more cruel and relentless than any malice.
Like a tsunami sweeping away the heavens and the earth without distinguishing between good and evil.
Like an earthquake that swallows heaven and earth in all directions without thinking about karma.
“And a pure will does not allow malice to come to itself that it does not permit”
And the end of the malice that was not permitted.
Nobody in this room except me would have guessed.
Perhaps they finally understood what I was saying, except for Hercules, the three looked at each other with tense faces.
“Well, then, shouldn’t we go and dry it quickly in a different way?”
“Dry? Why?”
I tilted my head at the stumbling Jason’s absurd assertion.
“No! No matter how profiteering Orion and his gang are, someone might die…”
Aha. Jason, this bastard, only touches the way he speaks, but he has a soft heart.
However, I shook my head and forced Jason, who was about to get up, to sit back down.
“Wow!? Mmm, what kind of power… Why is it more so than that?”
“Stop talking nonsense. If you don’t want to be swallowed up instead of them”
“Dianes is right. Only they have to pay the price of foolishness.”
“Hercules! Even you!”
There is a saying that ash remains where fire has passed, but nothing exists where water has passed.
Jason said that he should go to his death to save idiots who were swept away by ignoring the tsunami warning.
However, if I go, even if Neri runs rampant, it will be possible to subdue it.
“Sometimes even Neri needs to change her mood”
I picked up a skewer of meat sizzling on the grill and dipped it in white yogurt sauce and ate it.
The savory fat, chewy meat, and spicy spices harmonize with the refreshing sauce.
“Is it well baked? Later, when Nesneria-sama picks the mushrooms, let’s skewer and bake them together, the taste will be amazing.”
“Mmm, that’s delicious. But you should give up on the mushrooms Neri brings.”
“What are you talking about again?”
What are you talking about?
For Neri, gathering is a game of collecting fun and pretty things.
“It’s a relief if you don’t go to see Samdocheon after eating”
Let’s see.
If I put the new meat on it now, will it be perfectly cooked by the time Neri arrives?
I thought of Neri, who smiled brightly and munched the meat on a skewer, so I smiled happily and started grilling Hercules and the meat.
* * *
Nereis Nymph.
The ones who sing all the ocean currents in the world, and the first to have clear water, which quenches all life’s thirst, as their mother.
If you listen closely, the water flowing through the land and forest whispers a song to them.
He placed his ear on the chest of his beloved and blushed at the warm blood flowing through his heart.
From the deep sea where not even the sunlight of Apollo shines to the beach where white waves break, they freely come and go between light and darkness.
That’s why I knew.
Dianes.
That the black jewel that had been dug deep into her heart was incomparable to the poor half-human demigod that earned Amphitrite’s sister’s wrath.
When we first met.
When I reached out my hand to her hair, which was as black as the sky on a moonless day.
Nereis Nymph, Nesneria could tell.
The rushing currents of his blood were deeper than the currents of the deepest abyss.
The scent rising from his body was stronger than the scent of the deepest moon night.
His heart was a jewel that emerged from the depths of the earth.
His soul was a gift from a distant place, not tonight.
A secret that only she cherished in this vast Greece, and his secret that even he did not know.
If the old half-man, half-horse hadn’t taken him out of the Passos, Nesteria would have spent his time digging his secrets to himself.
As time passed, as time passed, and his body matured and aged, and he was held in her arms, Nesneria would carry him down into the deep sea.
If the currents of the deep sea peeled off his cumbersome body, a pure white bride would have greeted him who was pure and beautiful from the sound of his heart.
“Yes, in the end any night sky will just sink to the bottom of the sea”
My sister Amphitrite said that.
If you want to hold a man, you can’t just tie him down.
Anyway, human bodies are fleeting compared to their time, and in the end, the sunken black night will be embraced by her.
It is the consideration of eternal lovers that allows you to enjoy this world even for a short while.
“By the way, you also have half of the eyes of the sea, but you can’t see them because of your own filth.”
I’m sorry.
Pity or ridicule.
The pure white nymph concluded her speech in a tone that was incomprehensible, then stood up as if she had lost interest.
“This is messing around!”
“A nymph can just sit down and sing!”
“Use strange magic! Hekyteris, tie it up!”
“Oh, okay!”
The gang, which had been frozen for a while, finally came to their senses when their leader was struck in an instant.
She pounced on her.
Her nameless son of a little god tries to bind her by manipulating her vines.
Anyway, as if she wasn’t armed to go after her nymph, her three thugs rushed to catch her with her bare hands.
A hand tried to tamper with her white hair.
A hand reached for her soft neck.
However, the daughter of the sea had no intention of allowing them anything.
Even if they are the sisters of the waves that embrace the wide sea, they are too ugly to accept even the slightest bit of waves.
“Dianes… Did this, right?”
Talk, talk, talk.
A light and fleeting sound like water droplets splashing.
It was the sound of her white fingers brushing her hands as she rushed to violate her.
“Huh?”
“What is this?”
“Uhhhhh!”
Have you ever seen the dance of water droplets dancing lightly in a ballroom deep above a fire?
In springs and rivers, reaching over fire, they rise slowly into the air, bubbling and singing cheerfully.
Nessneria enjoyed watching the dance of water droplets dancing over the flames with Dianes.
And Nesneria loved the dance that Dianes danced with the flow of all things in her body as much as the Buddha once did.
“So, I combined fun and love at once”
Like this!
A pure white nymph who laughs innocently.
Her three beasts surrounding her grabbed her own arm, which bubbling like boiling water, and began to dance to the accompaniment of her screams.
“Aagh! Hot, hot!!”
“Sa, save me. It’s my fault!”
“Keah! Chia…”
The dance of water, which started from the contact with the white fingers, soon spread all over their bodies.
Intense pain, as if the blood in your body had turned to boiling oil.
The pain far exceeded the limits of their bodies, and the three sinners forgot their screams and fell to the ground, only to flop around like deflated pig urine.
Orion, who was still unable to wake up from the shock that hit his entire body, and the wizard, who forgot to cast a spell and was trembling, could only blankly watch the end of his gang.
And in the midst of such frenzy, only the white nymph’s chatter resounded.
“What was it…? Did Dianes prepare and make it for you like Hecate’s sister’s alchemists did…?”
What was it?
Nesneria, with an innocent face, tilts her head as if she can’t remember.
However, as soon as she opened her eyes with a twinkle, she burst into laughter and applause.
“Oh right! Did you say fireworks?”
As if that applause was a signal, a cheerful explosion resounded within the wizard’s barrier, which had been spread to cover up their misdeeds.