Greek Demon Myth chapter 75

75 – Love under the Milky Way

The end of the world.

Even if it’s Greece, where hands speak before words.

For the nymphs of the forest rushing at you to stick bamboo spears at you, what kind of Demonic Cult Magic Palace is this?

“Me. Just because a pretty girl jumps at you doesn’t mean you’re going to hit them all and let them go.”

If I was just crazy about a pretty woman, the light years of the moonlight and Artemis would have been okay.

But I also have my own standards.

That standard is even more difficult when it falls on an opponent who is pointing a weapon at me.

“First of all, I can roughly guess what Neri said, but didn’t you think of solving it through conversation like an intelligent person?”

“Little…Little…”

Magicism with 10,000 years of history, Korea with 5,000 years of history.

The ultimate skill of the personality system, which was used in both lands located on opposite sides of the continent.

The nymphs of Artemis, who have better spirits than they look, are demonstrating the bombing of Wonsan, exhausted after setting a record of one hour.

It wasn’t a level where the bamboo spear or wooden spear standing by his bedside should have been stained with blood.

I couldn’t avoid a little petting.

“What the hell were you thinking? Did you really think I would be surprised by that throat spear?”

This isn’t some kind of romantic comedy.

No matter how much it is me, if you suddenly spit out fire and attack me with a spear, I have no choice but to deal with you half-heartedly.

I’m even wearing an expensive gift for my princess and a brand new outfit.

I can’t blow my teeth because of the nymphs who don’t even know their faces.

“I was going to be a little gentlemanly. If you come out like this, what can I do?”

“Hey!”

“Hey!

The gatekeepers trembled at my calm voice, even with their heads down.

Fortunately, however, the forest’s bamboo spears did not follow the example of Artemis’ hunting party and challenge the Wonsan bombing record.

“In detail and detail, what happened. Let me explain. When I still have honorific words.”

The two nymphs, who had been shedding tears over their wobbly legs, jumped up and explained the situation to me.

To sum it up, Neri is currently listening to Cariclo for things like weaving and cooking.

Thanks to her innate charm, friendly personality, cute face, and status as a direct princess of an old god, she seemed almost like an idol to the forest nymphs who came to her.

But when I heard that I had come, he cried and hung his head and said nothing.

“Yeah.. So… I thought maybe our princess was doing something serious…”

“As a nymph, I couldn’t stay still…”

In a situation where the word “Something disease” Naturally came out, I couldn’t say anything and just covered my face.

“Oh my gosh…”

I expected that it would be difficult to free Neri following Atalanta.

Our pretty sea princess gave me an ordeal more difficult than I could have imagined.

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If you keep grabbing the gatekeepers and frying them, it will only make Neri more angry.

I decided to retreat for now and returned to my room.

Just like the last time he came out of Pasos Island, once Neri sighs, he never turns back even if he uses the dragon of Amman.

Neri was a bright and cheerful person all year round without complaining easily, but if it was a reaction, once she pouted, she disappeared into the waves and didn’t appear for a while…

In addition, this time, even if I thought about it, it was a situation where I couldn’t imagine how great Neri’s anger would be because I was a high-ranking criminal.

“Anyway, I’ll forget everything in a while and come back smiling heehee…”

No matter how much, I have a conscience.

A young lady who came to this distant land just looking at me was protesting in anger at my insensitivity.

“Hmm…”

I don’t think I’ve ever thought about it like this when training martial arts.

As I wandered around the room, brooding on a very complex and subtle feeling, at first glance, something caught my eye.

“…Ah!”

A plan tipped by the Queen of the Gods and the Messenger of the Gods.

And the cuties we got this time.

This works.

I immediately got up and left the room with an idea that flashed in my mind and a plan left by the gods.

* * *

Words of mouth of the nymphs spread all over Greece in an instant.

In particular, in this heroic forest, the whispers of the trees and flowers spread through the mouth of the nymphs almost in real time.

The picturesque confrontation between the beautiful female hunter and the black little hero that took place in Athena’s classroom was instantly heard by Nesneria.

“Hey! Joy! Except for me!”

Ness Neria still had no doubt that Dia Ness would be her own.

Right now, in human form, he hangs out with various mortals.

After all, as her mother and her sisters say, one day her lover will attain immortal karma.

I was convinced that the only being who could stand next to him was the princess of the sea, Nesneria herself, who had been with me since mortal years.

So from now on, tying and restraining your lover can rather suffocate his breath and make him spin even more outward.

I tried to continue the relationship in the direction of keeping the distance and friendship for a long time, just like now, but…

“This! You do too much!”

No matter how you say it.

It’s been a few days since I broke up with him, but I’ve already made a human lover (?) And even left him alone for about a week in less than two days since I met him again.

As soon as she even breaks her confinement, she goes looking for that beastly red human woman who is not even herself!?

“It’s exciting! I think I’ll tell my mother and put a curse on her!”

Should I make it with red seaweed?

No, a red human, so a goldfish?

According to the continuing story of the trees, the beautiful female hunter Atalante and the black-haired freshman stuck together and didn’t fall apart throughout the training.

It is said that the appearance was sticky, as if watching snakes mating, and Atalanta’s eyes were soggy as if they would attack him at any moment.

Even the fact that a small hero named Dianes, who had never allowed an attack except for Hercules and Chiron, accepted Atalanta’s attack.

The whole forest whispered that it was not a simple couplet, but a passionate act of affection by tough Greek heroes.

“Seeing…”

Although it was always the mother’s advice and the advice of her older sisters who were never wrong.

No matter how far she tried to look and go, her anxious heart, as if burning right now, continued to eat away at her patience.

She wants to run to her right now, hug her lover, and drag her into the deep sea where no one can find it.

She doesn’t want to see the face of him who neglected her for a week and strangely only cares for her human lover.

But even so, when I look at her again, I feel like she’ll forget everything else and do whatever those black eyes say, so I’m wary again.

In the end, Nesneria groaned to herself as the divided hearts conflicted with each other and dizzyly poked her head.

“Dia is bad…”

She’s just a little hero, a hero, and she just needs to live with herself and in Pasos.

Dianes, who was a child, became a tall young man, a dignified middle-aged man, and a frail old man until he finally breathed his last.

All you have to do is hold her hand and walk with her on her shore and swim on her waves.

Why did you come all the way out and roll around with a woman, a wild beast that uses strange violence, and then ignore yourself like this…

“But you should have gone out when you came earlier, didn’t you?”

When the older sisters of the former gatekeeper heard the news that Dia Ness had come to visit her, Ness Neria forgot all her anger and almost ran out.

However, the daytime martial arts class where the trees were still softly reawakened his anger.

The sniffs she had been using on her sisters all along made the gatekeepers drive away Dia Ness.

“No, because he always smiles at me. You came here so easily.”

That can’t be the case.

She is the princess of the sea who is loved everywhere in the world.

It was at this moment that Ness Neria made up her mind that this time would make her pay the price for taking lightly on such an existence.

-𝆕𝅘𝅥𝅘𝅥𝅮~

“Huh?”

This is the most secluded forest near the sea even in the forest of nymphs.

It is a place where trees are still too young to whisper and nymphs do not set foot to protect the buds that are growing.

It is said that young trees should not get bad water while chatting.

A deep night when even the nymphs are now asleep.

In the quiet forest where Nesneria nestled, intending to return to the sea in case of emergency.

A strange melody began to play out of nowhere.

“What, what?”

The early education of the nymphs, always targeted by heroes and gods, shines through, and Neri wakes up in an instant and prepares for battle.

The melody that resonated quietly disappeared as if it had never happened.

“I didn’t hear that wrong. What?”

‘In the end, the only thing she can trust at the end of her life is her own judgment.

No matter what others say, no matter how much your thoughts and circumstances confuse you, if you are like this! If you feel that way, then you have to push on.’

“…Hey! Even at times like this, it comes out and nags me.”

Nesneria felt pain in her heart at the playboy’s words that popped out from time to time.

She, however, just as she said, she began to listen to her again.

The sound of the wind tickling my ears.

The rustle of small trees.

The breathing sounds of animals moving in and out of the forest.

-𝅘𝅥𝅘𝅥𝅯𝅘𝅥~

And in the meantime, blue eyes flashed and shone at the bizarre melody that started ringing again.

“Over there!”

I don’t know why, but as the black playboy said, Nesneria is guided by her own judgment.

So to speak, she decided to do as she pleased.

It’s time to run through the forest with light steps like a hare.

The trees in the forest are slowly disappearing, and on the cliff where the cool waves and wind blow.

He was there.

“…..”

A strange musical instrument was placed on her lap.

With the bright moonlight shimmering over his black hair and the Milky Way hanging over his head like a veil, as a background.

A beautiful man who waits for someone with a beautiful melody that even calms down the sound of the waves.