Greek Demon Myth

16 – Why didn’t you say that?

“Hello again. Nice to meet you. Dianes of Passos. I am Archimedes, son of Alcmene.

Famous with the nickname Hercules”

“…Nice to meet you”

The first impression of Archimedes, a young hero more famous as Hercules, was very disastrous, but looking at it like this, why is this guy called a great hero?

I had no choice but to admit it.

Exercising limbs, eyes sparkling with inspiration and firearms, and a confident, tall face.

Anyone can see that this guy will nod his head thinking that he will do something big later.

There, he must have been a boy before the age of 20, but seeing a giant head one head taller than me and muscles reminiscent of a Greek stone statue, it made me nod my head inadvertently wondering if this guy wasn’t Hercules or who was Hercules.

“Anyway, something exciting was going on, so what?”

Shouldn’t being so shameless be considered a hero’s quality?

Me and Asclepius were at a loss for words at Hercules, who intervened in the unraveling of a secret mystery and confidently admitted that he overheard it.

“…Huh, I’m sorry. I was the only one in this forest that I couldn’t turn into a normal person.”

Asclepius threw a scathing glance at Hercules, as if looking at a thunderbolt.

Hercules looked at me unconcerned and his eyes flashed.

“Looks at you, even if you just keep your mouth shut, you won’t give up until you hear it, right?”

“That’s right, great. Master Chiron was right. They said that a soul mate is someone who communicates with you even if you don’t speak.”

Who is a soul mate?

Wouldn’t that be the conclusion if you looked at it with the momentum of almost emitting beams from your eyes and said, ‘Come on, tell me!’?

I don’t know if it’s grandiose or simple. Yes.

Anyway, the number of listeners has increased from one to two, but I think it’s better to hurry up to avoid being late for the party.

After drinking a little of the wine that Asclepius had given him to quench his thirst, he regained his composure and began talking.

“Hmmm, my oldest memories are those of a vast wasteland.

There, I learned various martial arts and tricks from 12 teachers.”

That’s not wrong.

Is it true that I was reincarnated in my previous life and served the Twelve Gods as my teacher at the riverside of the Three Doosan River?

A land of infinite wasteland created by the magical powers of the Twelve Gods in the Three Realms of Heaven, which the guardians of the underworld cannot find.

That was the beginning of my second life, and the beginning of the Heavenly Demon, who fulfilled his long-cherished wish.

“Thinking about it now, it probably seemed out of this world. Perhaps it is another world that the Greeks call Hyperborea.”

“Hyperborea! You, are you a hyperboleio?”

Hyperborea.

In Greek mythology, the end of the world that cannot be reached no matter what, the world beyond that.

The Greeks called the natives there, where other gods and other humans lived, Hyperboreo.

Believe that winter will come to Greece as cold wind blows from under the Hyperborea where they live.

There is a race called Hyperboleio who worships other gods and it is said that they do not grow old and live in eternal happiness and joy.

“I don’t even know that. I just learned martial arts and tricks from 12 teachers, and when I received all of them, I opened my eyes in Pasos at some point.”

Hercules’ eyes flashed to see if I was lying, and Asclepius’ eyes, which said he was surprised to meet a person from another world, slapped me in the face.

I adapted it a little and explained it according to this world, but there was nothing wrong with it.

“Well, then that makes sense… The unique martial art of blowing the wind and the special aura management method…

I can understand if it’s from Hyperborea, not from this world…”

“I heard that Hyperborea is warm all year round thanks to Apollo’s grace… Really?”

“Well, it was a normal town where the sun rises and the moon rises there. In the first place, it was the first time I heard the word hyperboreiio after coming here. I don’t know if I’m a real hyper blah blah.”

It is best to gloss over the details. Actually, I don’t know what I don’t know.

“Anyway, what the masters have firmly requested. Knowledge I know. Especially in the case of the deep hole you asked about, Asclepius, it is a vision that is like life for me and my people. Do not leak carelessly

It was a word”

When I brought out my shocking identity as well as the request of the teacher who taught me this, even the mad scientist albino bit his lip and lowered his head, as if he couldn’t ask any further.

“I-I see… Um, how can I really not do that? What if I swear to the River Styx that only I know?!”

“No, it’s a secret technique that was originally made to suit my body and the body of my people. I don’t know what effect it will have on the Greeks.”

This is bullsh*t. I taught Neri the basic deep gong of Haenampa.

It worked very well.

But if you give it a little bit of room, all sorts of guys will attack, starting with this guy.

Perhaps I will pass on some Qigong to some people later, but then I can say that I took care of myself and adapted it well to the Greek constitution.

“It’s hardly a substitute, but I might be able to teach you the medicine of my own people that I learned from my teachers.”

Qigong is a bit different, but it would be okay if I taught you the divination method or acupuncture I learned.

Still, it was a great rare item from Moorim’s point of view because it was a vision of fire and trust. Isn’t the albino in front of me the next god of medicine?

More than anything else, if you owe a lot to the guy who can be said to be the beginning of all medical arts, you’ll have no choice but to be okay with fire and trust.

“Really!?”

Asclepius lowered his head in despair, but at my words, his eyes twinkled again and he spurred on and stood up.

“Kko, please be sure to ask. Please, new medicine is medical progress! It could save countless lives! Please teach me!”

“Of course. I will be indebted to you in the future, so let’s do our best”

Me and Asclepius were making a promise with a warm smile, and Hercules, who was watching, raised his hand and asked a question.

“Hey, by the way, you said martial arts and talents earlier… Are you saying that spears aren’t your main weapon?”

As expected, Hercules.

Did I not miss the topic I was trying to sneak up on?

“Yes, the 12 masters were experts in different fields.

The spear was taught by the person who ascended to martial arts with a spear.”

“…So. Not only spears, but other martial arts are also about the same, right?”

“Isn’t it?”

Not only that, but he also reigned as the leader of the Demonic Cult, absorbing and training all martial arts regardless of the master, so if you count the number of jitsu, he’s well over twelve.

Hercules looked at me blankly, as if shocked by my words, then regained his gaze, jumped up, and shouted.

“Dianes! Let’s compete with me!”

“…Yes, why didn’t you say that?”

* * *

Let’s fight! Hate!

A treatment center where the voices of two boys chatter.

Atop a mountain peak overlooking it, Chiron crossed her arms and smiled.

“Huh, that’s good. Because he has a good friend.”

“I mean. Chiron. Will your father let you go for an hour?”

Beside Chiron, smiling kindly. A cheerful young man with curly blond hair smiled mischievously.

The sandals with fluttering wings and the staff of the two snakes in his hand, Caduceus, clearly revealed who he was.

“Nice to meet you again. Hermes”

“Hee hee, I see them often these days. Chiron? I can’t help it. All eyes on Olympus as well as my father

It was focused on the forest”

Hermes.

The god of messengers, shepherds, and thieves, the messenger of Olympus, and the owner of Talaia, the winged sandal.

A bad boy famous throughout Greece and a friend of travelers.

He was an old friend of Chiron.

“hahahaha, Hercules, is it because of him?”

“Don’t talk. That guy comes up on the agenda at every regular meeting, but my father is busy bragging.

Hera has a fever and doesn’t know what to do. Others, including me, wondered when Hera would explode. It’s because I’m nervous.”

Zeus always had affairs with numerous women under the pretext of preparing for Gigantomachia.

The wrath of his wife, Hera, the guardian deity of family, marriage and family ethics, was now an almost annual event on Olympus.

At the end of such a long history of scandal, the human hero of Gigantomachia, whom Zeus had been waiting for so long, was born, and Zeus even named him Hercules, the glory of Hera.

Hera has been in a state of chronic anger lately.

“hahahaha… I guess I should avoid climbing Olympus for the time being”

“As expected, Chiron has a reputation as a sage. It is a clear decision.”

As if her throat was burning, Hermes lifted the goblet from his waist and moistened his lips.

“Ah, the reason why I came to see you today… is because the investigation into Chiron’s request has been completed!”

“…About that child Dianes.”

Dianes joined the Forest of Heroes in Pasos today.

Recalling the gigantic spear of wind he had encountered earlier, even Chiron, the master of intensive training, became chilly.

The power that reminded me of the power of the gods.

The child was still immature and his strength was weak, but the scary thing was that the child was growing rapidly even at the moment of competing with him.

“I didn’t expect to experience something like that again.”

“Ohhh… To the extent that Chiron would say that. Does this mean that two great heroes will be born?”

I didn’t expect to see such qualities of a hero again after Hercules, but was there such a joyous miscalculation, the old centaur smiled happily

Hermes also smiled tenderly and took out his notebook.

“Anyway, I found out about that kid, Dianes. Ugh, the young guy is already being loved by the gods a lot, isn’t it?”

“Are you Dianes?”

Yes!

With a refreshing smile, Hermes took out a notebook.