Greek Demon Myth chapter 60

60 – Cheonma-saeng 100 years old is like a prophecy.

– Pair!

Artemis’ eyes flashed as the impact hit her face.

Her queen glared at her with her stern eyes as the flashes of light that filled her vision faded and she came to her senses.

“For stiffening her head without daring to speak in front of her queen.”

– Pair!

“A crime of attempting to invade the forest of Chiron, which acknowledged its sanctuary in honor of Zeus and Olympus, which he dared to give, out of private feelings.”

– Pair!

“The sin of daring to harm the children I blessed in the name of Hera.”

– Pair!

“The crime of tyranny by daring to claim a child that does not yet belong to you as your own.”

– Pair!

“It is a sin to damage the honor of Olympus by daring to see the blood of a child of a minor hero with an insolence that is not the same, and recklessly exuding divine power.”

– Pair! Pair! Pair!

Every time Hera’s gentle hand slapped her cheek, Artemis felt as if Elysium shimmered in the distance.

After the queen’s divine power was continuously poured out along with her crimes.

Her bow and arrows hanging from her back slashed across her as Hera threw her violently to her land.

“The crime of attempting to tarnish the honor of Olympus with personal feelings, and of attempting to invade the sanctuary for something that did not infringe on your honor and business is not light. Don’t let me pass on this.”

Hera smiled coldly as she saw her silver bow falling at her feet.

With that smile, Artemis sensed her foreboding even while her mind was hazy, and tried to run towards her own bow.

-Kwajik!

“No!!”

Artemis saw right in front of her eyes that her body was torn apart by the goddess’ kick.

“If you intervene one more time, today you will know that I have been very merciful.”

Glancing at Artemis, who looked down at her devastated god, Hera lazily disappeared.

* * *

“That’s how it happened.”

Not only what happened to Hera, but also what he encountered with the hateful Diamoshigi on the island of Pasos.

The hateful guy who dared to invade her hunting grounds, in turn, took her anger out on her.

In the end, she attacked her and hurt her shoulder, and so on.

Artemis told her brother about everything that had happened.

“Ha…!”

At the story of his sister’s tears, Apollo gripped his face and lamented.

Hermes had heard that a human hero whom Ares, Poseidon, and even his father Zeus liked very much was blessed by Hera to lead his lover.

But no matter how so, how could the Queen of Olympus be so cruel to the same goddess of Olympus for the sake of her little hero?

In addition, the opponent is a half-human half-god whose lineage is still uncertain, and isn’t it a high treason for daring to see the blood of a goddess?

Her clear cause was plausible, but it was a situation where her sister’s blood was shed to protect her half-human half-body.

No matter how difficult they were with Hera, and Artemis was at fault.

They must have shed blood and tears like this on the axis of this Olympus, the throne of the Twelve Gods.

On top of that, Apollo jumped up from his seat full of anger in that the persecuted was his sister, who would not hurt even if he put it in his eyes.

“I’m sure it won’t work.”

“Brother..?”

Apollon’s sun-like eyes flashed with fury.

In an instant, the golden bow in his hand and the quiver containing the sunlight circling his back were representing his will.

“No matter how much you call Hera, you can’t do this. No one dares to allow my sister to be persecuted like this!”

However, even Apollo could not dare go to Hera and argue.

It wasn’t that Artemis was persecuted unjustly, and that Atalanta, who hadn’t yet joined her hunting team, made her a lover, so it couldn’t be a sin.

However, the main culprit in all these incidents was different.

“The sun’s wrath be upon the wrathful man who dared scar the skin of an innocent goddess, and seduced the hunter whose sister had fortuited him with the might of her queen!”

If Dianes heard it, what kind of bullsh*t is this? She proudly shouted out what she would have been astonished

Apollo comforted his sister.

“Wait a little bit, sister. The foolish man who dared to insult the moon goddess will know what God’s retribution is like!”

* * *

A day that was so mesmerizing that I don’t know what kind of spirit it was.

Neri, who was whining that she would sleep in the same room, was dragged by Atalanta and taken to the female dormitory.

I was rolling around on the bed in the accommodation assigned to me.

The lodging was a 6-story insula that could be called a Greek-style apartment.

The assigned room was neatly and luxuriously large, about 20 pyeong, and had two attached rooms, and even a toilet and bath were included in this ancient era.

I thought that this is the academy of real mythical heroes.

Of course, it was incomparably smaller than the palace where he lived during the time of the Heavenly Demon.

In the age of mythology, which is super ancient even among ancient times, only the style is ancient Greek, and the apartment boasts modern facilities that will not be inferior to those of the 21st century.

I was quite satisfied with this, and I was lying on the bed in the bedroom, sorting through the stacked quests of hardcore difficulty.

“Ehhh?”

I jumped up, shuddering at the frightening, unpleasant feeling.

“What, I feel like something very annoying is about to happen.”

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If you spend almost half of your life in a dark fight and the other half in a bloody battle, will your intuition or sixth sense be trained?

I used to shudder like this out of nowhere when something unusual was about to happen.

But the problem now was that we couldn’t predict what, where, and when trouble would break out.

“First of all, the most embarrassing thing right now is…”

It was Atalanta, who had beautifully shed tears and bowed to her knees before.

No matter how much I don’t have the same ability or eyesight as I used to, I’ll beat the grim reaper in charge of me in front of me,

Also, there was no way I wouldn’t be able to recognize the tremendous box fighting technique that I used to beat until I mastered it.

“Ah… Tuma, is that idiot really hitting me in the bone here too?”

Mugeuk Toma (武極鬪魔).

There was a rare fighter who achieved this with a mandate that the world would say that he would conquer the whole Murim with only one fist, which people say is a spirit of fighting spirit, and I am simply ignorant.

Breaking all common sense that a soldier who has mastered the martial art of ascending can only be dealt with by a martial artist with a similar martial art of ascending, he was a cult leader with numerous followers in both political and private sects, even though he is a figure of magic.

No matter how much the political factions insisted on cooperation and righteousness, in the end, the key to their cooperation and righteousness was how well the order of the Murim that they reigned could be maintained.

They themselves are justice, so disobeying them is a feat.

Righteous third-class warriors vomited blood at the rogue late exponents who met their father well.

It is difficult for a highly respected military officer in the province to collapse under the tyranny of the military officers who came in with influential families on their backs.

It wasn’t just a matter of a day or two.

However, Mugeuk Toma, who subdued such giant clans only with pure fighting without using a single bet,

It is said that even though he was a magician, he was the religious leader with the most followers in history.

When he came out of the school and took care of Murim.

The Gupailbang and the Five Greats, who were disgraced by him, sent a chase party saying that Madu was traveling all over Murim, but the small and medium-sized factions under his command united and expressed their support for him.

As a result, it was said that the time when Mugeuk Toma was the leader was the closest to the unity of the Murim Church in the history of Cheonma Shinkyo.

And, along with such a fighter, what was ardently illuminated was the martial artist’s Dokmunmugong Toma-gong, who glimpsed the realm of divine martial arts through foreign martial arts.

Toomagong, whose name is concise, befitting a martial art invented by a simple ignorant madu who beat down even the grim reaper who was diligently performing public duties, was a martial art that overcame its limitations with taijutsu, no matter how weak it was.

But Atalanta opened it?

How on earth?

“…It’s not that I can’t guess.”

Surely, the moment when Atalanta and I shared images at the treatment center last time.

The summit of Samjae, reached through the reign of the Heavenly Demon.

That gaze is not just the shape of a mountain peak, but everything I have learned and everything I have experienced.

And beyond that, it was the manifestation of a representation that reached the top of the joys, sorrows, sorrows and five desires that spread throughout the world.

The sea of clouds lurking under my feet has been my life, my sorrows and desires.

The cluster of stars that twinkled above my head is the image of my martial arts and enlightenment, and the state I have reached.

It seems that at least one of them stole a small piece from the star cluster floating in the sky, as well as overcoming Shimma in that landscape.

“Ehh… I don’t know.”

I felt sorry for my life that was suffering and withering away from my heart, so I reached out my hand a little.

I could never have imagined that this brash young lady would even steal my bottom pockets.

Of course, it wasn’t her own intention, but perhaps the enlightenment of the martial arts and demons was what made her compatible.

Or maybe I wanted to take care of something without my knowledge.

“I will teach you in earnest from tomorrow.”

It’s that man of the Mugeuk Toma. If his martial arts are passed on to the heroes of the ancient mythological age beyond the midfield, he is a man who will welcome him with open arms.

Because Atalanta was still only barely copying Touma’s brother.

Before you develop a bad habit or become distorted, I will stick with you and teach you well.

“Assuming that’s the case…”

What the hell is this eerie feeling?

Obviously, the biggest issue has been settled, but the unpleasant intuition that still tickles my spine makes me sit down at my desk and start sorting out the quests piled up on the papyrus one by one.