Chapter 86 – Quiet Night, Chattering Waves
After finishing the divine power class early for the first ti in a while, I was able to return to my comfortable room.
A spacious living room with two rooms! Even equipped with running water, so I could wash anyti, and the bathroom was a state-of-the-art flush system insula.
Moreover, with the extra inco I earned while working with Hestosias recently, I furnished it with various household items, making it feel like my ho.
There were also the years I spent suffering under the Twelve Demons in that desolate wasteland.
Thanks to the complete recovery from the Nectar, the class wasn’t too tough, but still, being a demigod in a human body, the ntal fatigue was significant.
I quickly washed up and raised my energy to dry my body and hair, leaving feeling fresh.
Wearing light pajamas, aning just pants, I threw myself onto the bed.
“Whew… good.”
As soon as I lay down on the wide bed, my mind was filled with the images of my sister and the beautiful goddesses I had just t.
Nesis and Eris.
At the temple of Zeus, it was strongly advised to the orphans to avoid any confrontation or conflict with the gods, or rather, not to encounter them at all, and if we did, to bow our heads and remain silent until the gods passed by.
At the ti, I thought, “Oh, since Neri is a nymph, there must be gods too,” and I didn’t take it seriously. However, even as I was casually listening, the bloodline of Nyx was infamous for their extre notoriety.
Among them, the most dangerous and to be avoided goddess was Eris, the Goddess of Discord and Strife.
Any hero of high renown or powerful god who crossed her path t with bitter ruin.
All the disputes and wars on this land were the divine works of Eris, paired with Ares.
We were told never to utter her na, look at her, or praise her.
Yet, when the ti ca to et her in person…
I found her to be more like a playful pink kitten, lazing around and only occasionally getting mischievous when it suited her.
Of course, being an ancient goddess descended from Nyx, whenever she was close, an aura of discord would sowhat cling to .
But to get so heated and spew fire just for that, my accumulated karma was too pitch black.
“Co to think of it, even if Eris spread discord and started wars, would it have been more chaotic than the Great Demon War?”
First of all, the area difference between Greece and the Central Plains was several tis.
On top of that, the Martial Alliance and the orthodox factions, who would charge at shouting “Catch the demonic warrior! Kill him!” numbered in the hundreds of thousands at a rough estimate.
Even if we mobilized the entire population of the largest polis in Greece today, it would be similar to the Imperial Army’s strength. anwhile, I had personally taken down at least a hundred thousand orthodox faction guys.
“…Am I the true God of Discord and Strife?”
I recalled how, according to Gwi Hyun-sa, the number of people involved in our battles was always in the tens of thousands…
“No, let’s not think about it.”
It was starting to make feel like a crazed warmonger or a bloodthirsty killer.
Anyway, I had co too far to be afraid of that cute little Goddess of Discord and Strife.
Once you got past her initial unlikable phase, she was actually quite endearing.
And then there’s another person.
The upright goddess Nesis, whom I truly called my elder sister.
Eris was shunned and tabooed by all Greeks because of her nature and deeds, while Nesis was shunned for a completely different reason—what on earth did the humans do to summon her?
A cold and stern judge, the Guardian of Justice.
For such a goddess to descend herself, it must an that the cri committed was truly horrific.
In fact, those whom Nesis targeted were said to have committed such grotesque and insane acts that even a show like ‘I Want to Know That’1 would struggle to reveal them.
And when her pure white Judgent Sword would behead sinners, their bodies would be left unburied, shunned even by corpse-eating creatures, and rejected by Mother Earth.
Their souls then fall into the bottomless pit of Tartarus, suffering eternally.
These two goddesses seed similar yet were completely opposites.
Although the directions were different, they were all great goddesses who inspired fear and awe among the Greeks and were identified with their divine works themselves.
However, looking back at the ti spent with such goddesses, the lesson they gave was that this body of mine had entered puberty and developed an axe disease.2
“Ugh… No, but still, no. But still, those reactions are a bit…”
Even in Greece, where all sorts of romantic entanglents transcend gender, age, race, and even blood relations.
We had only t for a few days, and the two of them fell for ?
Honestly, if soone else had told that, I would have told them to get lost because of their excessive self-consciousness.
But Eris blushing as I held her hand, and Nesis flapping her wings in frustration when she fumbled with the barriers I set up—those images kept planting seeds of doubt in my mind.
“No, but still… they’re gods, not bound by flesh and blood like mortals. And here in Greece, blood ties don’t matter much, do they?”
Gods wouldn’t have DNA, and besides, I also perceived them more as beautiful goddesses than as my blood relatives.
I was secretly delighted by the fact that they held affection for .
No matter their notorious reputation or divine duties, the two goddesses boasted beauty and distinct charms that even radiated sanctity.
Moreover, the sight of these powerful goddesses, whom others feared and avoided, blushing at my words or gestures, experiencing mixed emotions, filled even this old soul with pride.
As a male, it might be called a sense of conquest or a feeling similar to fulfillnt.
Any man in the world would feel good if such beautiful and mysterious won were interested in him.
However, along with the satisfaction as such a man, what filled my mind was bewildernt.
Setting aside why the two were showing such reactions towards , I was now unexpectedly in a state of having two lovers.
“Should I stop worrying about it right now…?”
Honestly, it wasn’t even certain what the two were feeling, and it was quite funny to be worrying about this and that like a middle schooler in puberty.
With a bitter smile at the slight sense of self-deprecation creeping in, I was about to fall asleep.
-Knock, knock!
“?!”
I heard soone knocking on the balcony door.
Could it be that they ca to catch for having disrespectful thoughts about them? But through the half-open door, I saw a glimpse of white hair.
“Neri?”
“Yes! I’m here!”
Nesneria, the sea nymph with sparkling blue eyes resembling the ocean.
She was a beautiful nymph who always appeared at unpredictable monts, making smile.
It wasn’t a recent occurrence that Neri popped in like this.
Ever since I started receiving lessons from the three gods, sohow, she managed to break through the forest’s strict security and began visiting every night.
“No way, you ca again? How did you get here?”
The Forest of Nymphs had the strictest security due to the constant illegal intrusions by small heroes.
Even I almost got skewered unexpectedly when I went looking for Neri.
Could it be that this little lady used the skill she took from to eliminate a few nymphs? The chilling thought passed, but Neri waved her maple leaf-like hand to reassure .
“Oh~ It’s fine for us to go out. Aunt Chariclo often goes out with Uncle Chiron, right?
Other sisters also go out to the forest and the river at night because it’s boring.”
“Oh, really?”
So, it’s like an open-door policy for them? I suppose it made sense that the nymphs wouldn’t prevent their own from going on nightly adventures. This wasn’t so strict training academy, after all.
“How is it? Isn’t it nice? Aren’t you happy? The beautiful sister of the waves has co to visit you in person. You can boast about it, you know?”
Seeing the little kid proudly lift her head made chuckle naturally.
Neri’s sudden behavior and her out-of-place arrogance suggested she heard sothing strange from her sisters again.
“…What did your sisters say this ti?”
“Well! They said that when a man is tired, you should hold him tight in bed so he won’t be tired and will feel energized the next day.”
With a “Ta-da!” Neri spread her arms towards like wings, signaling she wanted a hug.
What exactly do the Sisters of the Thousand Waves want their youngest sister to do?
“Alright, alright. I give up.”
Although, in fact, I’ve never really won.
Am I an easy guy after all?
With such pointless thoughts, I hugged Neri and threw myself onto the bed.
Then I sank deeply into the feather-filled mattress, and Neri laughed gleefully, enjoying it.
“Hehehe…”
“Sigh. I don’t know anymore.”
The ti inside the barrier of the three gods flowed much slower than in the real world, so I had grown rapidly in just over a month, quickly taking on the appearance of a young man.
My body, which was originally only slightly larger than Neri’s, had grown to the point where I could easily hold her in my arms as if she were a light little sister.
“Wow… Dia, when did you grow so much? You’re solid!”
Noticing the change anew, Neri rubbed her face against my chest and laughed gleefully.
“That’s what I’m saying. You’re too small.”
“Huh? Small?”
“Yeah, small.”
To , I looked about twenty, while Neri looked no older than a middle schooler around fourteen or fifteen.
In other words, if you even thought about touching her, it would be a cri.
That’s why I told Ares she was too small to stir my feelings.
Even so, I was always disard by the blue eyes that only looked at and the innocent yet occasionally darkened white face.
To this young and innocent one who followed here, I couldn’t bear to completely shut her out, and it wasn’t just her who felt affection.
Such close physical contact was a greeting and a sign of affection between Neri and .
But when I said she was small, Neri sohow looked like she had lost her spirit.
“Uh, so, even though I co to see you every day…”
“Huh?”
Neri stared at with wide, shocked eyes, then slowly buried her face in my chest.
Because of that, I couldn’t hear exactly what she said, but one thing was certain: this young lady was sohow upset.
“Heeiiiiing!”
Like a woodpecker, she clung to with her small limbs, repeatedly tapping her forehead against my chest.
Naturally, it didn’t hurt, but I was at a loss as to why she was doing this.
“Calm down, Princess. Doesn’t it hurt?”
“It hurts! You don’t get it!”
For so reason, Neri, who was struggling in a fit of pique, was slowly cald down, but the Princess of the Sea sulked for a long ti and didn’t let go.
ED/N: A docuntary-style program that covers a wide range of topics, including unsolved cris, social issues, and controversial events in Korea. ↩️
ED/N: 도끼병 (dokki-byeong) used to describe soone who has an exaggerated or unrealistic belief in their attractiveness or charm. ↩️
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