54 – Soul of the Collector
What kind of resentment do the goddesses of fate have towards me? After three days that seemed like three months,
Finally, I was able to enjoy the normal hero’s forest life.
In other words, it can be said that life is finally changing to bright and green academy water after passing through deep dark contemporary water and martial arts.
First of all, the Forest of Heroes can be seen as an academy where heroes from all kinds of myths attended.
I left the dorm lightly and walked to the forest of art where my first class was held.
Clean up the name of my mother(?) That my sisters spilled, the mystery left by Nyx and Hermes, and the affairs of various gods.
I decided to enjoy my daily life as a student just for today.
The curriculum assigned in the Forest of Heroes was quite strict, as if there was no time to rest in order to become a hero.
Even excluding the morning walk, which was suspended due to the closing of the Colosseum for the time being, the schedule from sunrise to sunset was filled with all sorts of classes, practices, and part-time jobs.
“Let’s see… Today’s first class is…”
Today’s class written on the table marked “Timetable” Was a scheduled music class in the Forest of Art.
Hercules complained about the need for music for a hero who is fighting against monsters and villains, but the wandering demon complained that he would smash twelve pieces of money with full throttle.
I thought that Chiron is a principal who cares for the students very much.
No matter how much a soldier has a steely mind, if he sees bloody battles and bloodshed in succession and leaves his mental scars alone, he will be ruined in one way or another.
Among them, the moderate axis became insensitive to murder and blood, and in the worst case, there were cases where they became drunk with blood and became a murderer, or were eaten by the mind and self-destruct through the coin intoxication.
In this way, the music class, which allowed them to learn how to heal their wounds alone while building culture, would be of great help to the heroes who would wander this land in the future.
“Huh? Materials?”
But under the timetable written for a small music class, it was written to bring a flute as a preparation.
Thankfully, there is also a brief guide to the musical instrument specialty store located in the market area, so I thought I could go to class on time and prepare.
“Awful”
It’s on the class schedule.
Remembering the far-flung school life, I smiled and turned and entered the market area.
The statue of Hermes greets me with a sly smile, and when I walk past it, the large market where I looked around while eating Atalante and snacks appeared yesterday.
“Groceries, Blacksmiths, Used Weapons, Latest Extras…”
Speaking of a market, the appearance of price tags and goods on display in a decent two- or three-story building reminded me of a large mart.
As I walked through the neatly organized shops, the musical instrument store I was looking for appeared in front of me.
“Hello? Oh?!”
“Oh my God! Freshman Dianes, right? Welcome, I 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 caught my eye on the flute on display behind the host.
“…I want to see a flute”
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“A flute? Oh! It’s Marcias’ music class today!”
Okay, that’s right, and the owner woman took out all kinds of flutes on the counter one by one and explained it diligently.
My eyes did not fall off the shabby stone flute that was quietly displayed in the back.
That is a ghost.
It’s also a very old, serious treasure.
It is an unusual aura that can be seen at a glance even if it does not specifically enhance one’s eyesight or raise a spiritual eye.
I don’t know if it was possessed by a vengeful spirit or cursed, but it was surprising that the man who touched it unknowingly would show me what the taste of hellfire was.
However, what catches the eye more than that demon is its perfection.
Piri is easier to carry than gold, and the chirping timbre unique to wind instruments is helpful for tracking and geography.
Also, when I went out on a mission alone and wandered around, I would play the flute alone to soothe the loneliness, so I was proud that I was quite familiar with the flute.
And in my eyes, the stone flute that shimmered in a mysterious color was a great luxury product, or more.
It must be a flute made of stone, but the sleek body without any traces of cutting or assembled joints and the mysterious light that waves while drawing soft curves could hardly be called the work of a human being.
“…What about that flute over there?”
“Oh? This one? It’s something I accidentally picked up near a mountain last night when I went out far away.
It looks a bit worn out, but it’s a flute made in the style of the old Hydria Island…
Student, would you like to come closer?”
“Yes?”
At the beckoning of the hostess, her eyes twinkling with interest, she approached the flute she held out and took a closer look.
This flute wasn’t just a stone flute.
“….That’s ridiculous. Is this obsidian?”
“Yes! It’s made entirely of obsidian into a flute!”
Among the musical instruments that were presented to me in the past, there was a jade flute crafted by a craftsman who had been gifting the emperor for 10 years.
The black jade flute, on which the scene of 100,000 mountains was meticulously engraved on smooth black jade without a single flaw, was one of my sacred objects.
But this obsidian flute shattered my history.
You made obsidian into a flute?
“Isn’t it man-made?”
“Yes! Not even a seam or a sign of grinding. This must be a work created by some god.”
Obsidian stone was so weak that it was almost impossible to carve it with such fine detail.
With modern technology, that is, current Greek craftsmanship, it would be enough to use a sharp section that has been ground or broken as a scalpel.
It was not humanly possible to carve obsidian so smoothly, hollow it out, and make a flute.
“God made it…”
Then, I could understand this ignorant demon and the absurd level of perfection.
“…..”
Let’s think rationally, Dianes.
As a collector of musical instruments, you’re the kind of guy who collects everything from Kunlunpa gods to Shaolin and Dharma’s gods, displays them on your bedroom wall, and rejoices every night.
This was a great treasure at first glance, but also a disaster that brought incidents and accidents.
No matter how much you look at the naked body of a goddess, you can’t take your eyes off her because her body is so elegant.
Even if it is a work of a god who simply sublimated the entire obsidian into a flute, processing or no processing, even if it is a rarity.
Since I was reincarnated on Pasos Island, I have decided to live in a light, light, mode of enjoying life.
I don’t know when the orbital bombardment will fly from the sun, so I’m going to raise my spirits, and the quest window is about to be smashed by the flags expected to be Nemesis and Eris that I met yesterday.
Are you going to set up a flag again and call for an incident, weighed down by the disaster you brought on yourself?
I tried to calm the collector’s temperament by mobilizing all my reason, holding down my right hand, which was shaking as if I was about to grab the flute, with my left hand.
However, the left hand, the right hand, and the reason all stopped working due to the cautious invitation that followed.
“If you don’t mind, could you accept this flute?”
“Yes…?”
What did this beautiful flute goddess, or flute nymph, just say?
Did he just say that he would give you a flute that would be worth a hundred million dollars right now?
If you even see the ghost of a ghost, how amazing would you be to try blowing on it or just touch it?
My God. The goddess of music was here.
“Whoa… It’s a great masterpiece, but it’s a work created by the gods. It must be the will of the gods to go to the hero who recognized this. To be honest, I am a little afraid.”
“Is that okay?”
“If you don’t like it, you can decline…”
Her nymph nodded with the nuance of understanding and tried to retrieve her flute again.
My fresh cutie was gently held in my arms.
“Yes?”
-Kieek!
As soon as I touched it, my ears disappeared with a sound like a rat being hit by a carriage.
How about it?
It doesn’t matter that this great piece is mine now.
“Uh…?”
“Then I will accept it with gratitude~”
In case I change my mind, I left the music store like the wind.
Of course, it’s not the right way to get such a new item, but just take it off as a thank you, so I didn’t forget to leave a bag of gold coins I received as pocket money in the owner’s hand while holding the cutie.
“Wow…”
A beautiful obsidian flute that, had I seen it in a past life, would have definitely become the twin horse of my collection.
Even the sundry ghosts disappeared and the body, shining brightly under the sunlight, was ecstatic.
“Entering the Forest of Heroes, you did a great job”
Your pockets got thinner in an instant, but money is the way to earn more!
I turned my steps toward the music class with a sense of pride filling my heart.
A beautiful commute road where the sunlight is shining, the vegetation is fresh, and young people in deep blue enjoy the morning hahahahahoho.
And even the proud weight of our cutie felt in his arms.
It was as if the whole world was blessing my fresh start and my academy life.
“Atalante, you traitor! Are you still qualified 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, Jin, who turned and blocked the road 10 meters ahead, and a familiar red hair with her head bowed in front of them shone like sunlight.
She was still beautiful in the shiny twilight-colored Hita Ion she had worn the day before, but her face was full of pensiveness.
“Atalante?”
Is there a conflict?
Anyway, I think I did something wrong with that group, but no matter how much it is, isn’t it a little embarrassing to be in the middle of the road where all eyes are on you?
While I calmed down my fluttering mood and hurried my steps into an unusual atmosphere.
A strong-looking woman in armor, apparently the leader of the group, pulled out her dagger.
“What are these clothes! Take it off immediately or my sword will rip your teeth!”
“What is this!”
“Artemis! Allow this foolish traitor to be punished!”
In the middle of the street, the blade of a nerd who mentions Artemis, as if intending to tear the clothes, attacked Atalanta’s clothes.
-f*ck!
Of course, it was faster for my feet to strike the molester’s face than for the dagger to touch Atalanta’s clothes.
“D, Dianes!?”
“Hey!?”
“Um, why are freshmen here?”
“Didn’t you say you went to music class?”
…Good morning.
It was a good day, a good start.
But finally, this moment when all you have to do is go to class.
Artemis, who disgraced in an instant, all the idiots who chanted the name of the stupid unicorn were caught.
“Okay, hit the head”
Then I’ll walk you to the treatment center.
I think it was a very benevolent recommendation.