Greek Demon Myth

2 – Dianes of Pasos

-Sarak!

The leaves were cut in half exactly along the leaf veins, and the contemplation ended with the sword dance.

Greece The island of Pasos in the northern Aegean Sea.

And I was no longer an orphan from the Temple of Zeus, no longer a Heavenly Demon of the Heavenly Demons or a Korean exam student.

“Whoa…”

Even after I was reincarnated like this, I woke up every dawn when my spiritual energy deepened and practiced magic like this.

First of all, I am also a warrior who once enjoyed the midfield, and above all, if this world is the world of Greek and Roman mythology that I remember, there is nothing wrong with developing strength.

“Every time I think about it, life is really full of ups and downs”

The hands that once commanded 100,000 demons with one hand gesture, overflowing with demonic energy, are incomparably small and white.

How is the body?

I ate well and gained some flesh, but it was so thin that I couldn’t even think of the body of the Heavenly Demon that the land demons were in awe of.

If only it was better, would it be the face?

The face of Dianes, a new body illuminated by the stream sparkling in the moonlight, was so outstanding that even the standards of the previous life’s midfield Murim and the previous life’s Earth were flagships.

“Yeah, if it was Korea, I would have made a lot of money streaming”

Even if I think about it, maybe because it’s nonsense, I laughed out loud, but Dianes’ face was just as likely as it was.

Whether it was the influence of the soul or genetic influence, the long hair resembling the night sky and the white face that contrasted with it were beautiful, and the voice of a nobleman naturally came out.

I thought he was really handsome with his black eyes shining like morning stars in the night sky.

“The most handsome men I’ve ever seen were the celebrities of the earth or those unlucky five-year-olds…”

Dianes’ face was so handsome that even such people put it under their eyes objectively.

Should I say a handsome boy?

And I wonder if I am not the only one who thought this way.

For fear of being abducted by Apollo or Zeus, it was even made to wear a hood or a mask when going out to town.

“In reality, it may be because they are concerned about human trafficking or kidnapping.”

I don’t know if that’s the case.

This is ancient Greece.

This is the background of the story that was eaten so much that the bones melted because it appeared actively in literature and various media on Earth.

Of course, if you are a monster or a god, if you are Lee Down from Earth, you will laugh and dismiss it as an absurd story.

In the position of the Heavenly Demon, who unified the midfield Murim in his previous life, there were also immortals and monsters in the Murim.

Ancient Greece is not to say that there were no gods or monsters.

There, I already knew one non-human being.

“Dianes! You were here!”

A girl clad in a fluttering cloth like a winged dress sprinted over the low seaside hill.

The silvery blue hair waving like the waves of the sea at dawn and the elaborate features like a fairy made people admire her from the bottom of her heart even though she was a child.

This girl’s name is Nesneria. She

She was a pretty girl on the outside, but in fact she was a sea spirit, Nerace nymph, and was the longest-lasting childhood friend in Pasos.

“Neri, you said you wanted to be alone”

“It’s morning time soon. Are not you hungry?”

I put down the wooden sword I was holding while bursting into laughter at the bright eyes of the nymph.

However, the emptiness that came to me suddenly made me frown.

“…As expected”

“What?”

What is missing?

This piece of cloth is called clothes.

Except for a suitable piece of cloth called a tunica, there is nothing to call it pants, and it looks like a dress.

Only his arms and throat were pierced, and all he had to do was roughly tie his waist with leather straps.

To be able to wear this as clothes.

It’s already been 15 years since I reincarnated in this world, but pants were always worn during my previous life and the long life of my previous life, so it was very difficult to wear this kind of outfit.

“Ehh, what can I do? I just have to go like that”

“Sometimes Dianes talks like old man Epharus over there. Like an old man”

“Yes, yes. Come on let’s go hungry”

-Shoot ah ah…

The beautiful island of Pasos in the northern part of the Aegean Sea with bright sunlight and white waves crashing.

Dianes, a black-haired girl who was born on that peaceful island and spends her days leisurely like this.

That was my third life.

* * *

Central of the island of Pasos. Temple of Zeus.

Someone approached Epharus, the high priest, who came out after changing his clothes after the dedication at dawn.

“High Priestess of Epharos”

“What is it? Messius?”

The man’s name is Messius.

He was a deputy priest who assisted Epharos to manage the temple of Zeus on the island of Pasos, and was also a priest in charge of the orphanage of the temple of Zeus.

“That’s Dianes’ business… Are you okay?”

“…Why is that child?”

Dianes As the name came out of Melcius’ mouth, Epharos stiffened his face nervously.

I lost my voice.

“It is better to talk in a quiet place”

“…That’s right”

Dianes.

It was five years ago that the child was taken care of at the temple of Zeus in Pasos.

It was an exceptionally noisy dark night. It was a night when Nyx covered even Artemis’ chariot while Epharos was preparing for the soon-to-be Hellenic Festival.

While I was busily organizing my work by relying on a small candle, the candle, which had been burning brightly, suddenly went out.

I thought it was strange and hit the flint next to it to light it again, but at the same time

The light went out with a bang.

As he had lived his entire life as the priest of the temple of Zeus, Eparos felt that this was not a coincidence or a prank by a nymph, but some kind of revelation.

Rejecting the fire that brightens the darkness. An invisible presence that gently dissuades any attempt to bring it back to life.

Could it be that the errand boy from the underworld came to pick him up himself?

Thinking of that, Eparos closed his eyes.

As if that prediction wasn’t wrong, the being who had turned off the lights quietly led him by the arm and headed outside.

How can a mere human body go against the will of God?

I was only a little worried about the deputy priests and orphans who would be embarrassed if he disappeared.

However, it wasn’t the pier along the River Styx that the hand that led him stopped.

A small hill near the island of Pasos. At night, it was by a stream where nymphs gathered in groups of two and three and sang songs.

And a child lay quietly on a rock by the stream where the nymphs sat around.

A small boy, probably not even ten years old.

However, with its noble atmosphere and unknown majesty, old Eparos said that the child must belong to some god.

He thought it must be the son.

He thought that some god had brought his son to him because he couldn’t reap it.

He thought it was God’s will and took the child.

As expected, the child who identified himself as Dianes was precocious and thoughtful compared to his peers, like Epharus and

He solved the difficult tasks that his subordinate priests were struggling with, and he also had a natural martial arts skill and a deep mind.

Since Dianes came in there, the temple of Zeus on the island of Pasos, which is in charge of Epharos, has been plentiful with many pilgrims and their offerings.

The fields and orchards attached to the temple always produce good harvests.

Epharos was even more certain that Dianes was the descendant of the supreme god or the great being that followed him.

However, as Dianes grew up with him, his worries also grew.

It was because of Dianes’ future.

A child led and blessed by the gods.

A man with excellent natural strength and mind, who fascinated many people and even fell in love with a river nymph.

This is probably because it was a precursor to what is called a hero.

What to do with such a descendant of a god?

At the mention of Dianes, Pharos’ heart sank.

“Tell me. What is it?”

“That was when I was summoned to the Temple of Apollo not too long ago…”

Melcius, who was talking to Pharos in

, Also told the story, sweeping his face as if he couldn’t believe what he had seen.

A while ago, he was on a business trip to Delphi by boat on a temple business.

As he was preparing to head back to Pasos after completing all of his work, he was suddenly visited by messengers sent from the temple in Delphi.

“They suddenly came and said it was urgent and took me to the Temple of Delphi.

Then I entered the temple and suddenly a huge voice said to me,

[The seeds you dug out of Gaia’s bosom and put in a jar for sowing.

The seed will be planted in the shadow of the greatest mountain. Soon the sowing farmer will come to the temple to get seeds. Prepare the seeds quickly!]

Melcius shook his head, saying that the oracle was really difficult, as if it were not the oracle of the Delphi temple, but Eparus soon understood what the oracle meant.

A seed is a child that has not yet sprouted. The jar containing it means the temple here.

A seed dug out of Gaia’s arms means a child rescued from the ground where no light can reach, in other words, from the darkness.

If you plant it under the shade of the greatest mountain, it means that you will raise it as a representative of Olympus, a representative of the gods, and a hero.

A farmer who would sow seeds there…?

“Heh heh… This is true, this is true!”

As soon as he reached that point, Epharus felt thirsty as if his throat were burning, and poured wine from the bottle on the table and drank it.

“…Priest?”

Melcius cautiously called out to him, probably feeling suspicious of the sudden appearance of Eparus, but Eparus just looked down at the papyrus lying on the desk with his mouth shut.

“It’s about time for the Sowing Festival.”

“That’s right… Ah! Did the god Apollo tell you that if you prepare well for this farming, you will be blessed?”

Epharus sighed deeply when he saw the young priest interpreting the prophecy brightly, unaware of his speed.

“Whoa… It looks like a special guest will be coming to the temple soon. Clean the guest room in the temple and prepare the children.”

“Yes?”

“Do what you say”

“Yes…Yes!”

It was when Eparos, who sat down on a chair as if tired, gave the order to celebrate, and the priest felt that something was unusual and Melcius hurriedly walked out.

“Oh really!”

“Yes?! More, what do you want to say?”

“Clear the bed in the VIP room and pile up a thick layer of well-dried rice straw.

Give me the best rice straw without eating bugs or getting damp.”

“…Rice straw?”

At the order of the priest whose English was unknown, the priest tilted his head, but Epharus was no longer looking at him.

The sky is black with no stars like it was that day.

I was just immersed in deep thought while looking at the sky.