Greek Demon Myth - Chapter 148
148 – All the excitement is ruined because of you, so take responsibility.
“What is a jumper?”
“….. Huh?”
Oops, I was surprised and the Korean words came out.
Since Hestia’s dialogue was literally a dialogue, there were no proper stage facilities.
I was just about to start the stage as it is, with Hestia’s hearth in the background, as the winner of the Great War of Heroes, instead of giving a speech…
Suddenly, a blonde bully appeared and turned everything inside out.
“Hey, Peus. Give me a glass of wine.”
“My name is Orpheus. But why the wine all of a sudden?”
Orpheus dutifully handed over the bottle of wine while walking on the water like flowing water.
I drank this at once, and the spicy alcohol scent ran straight to my brain in the flow of bets that did not prevent drunkenness, but rather encouraged it.
Roughly throwing the pot away, Marsyas and Orpheus looked at me with a little bit of an agitated look.
“Hey, Dianes-kun? The banquet of Dionysus is usually like this. Calm down a little…”
“I still have to say something.”
That nobleman, who was not sure whether he was a drinker or a god, didn’t just destroy the banquet hall.
Orpheus and Marcias are struggling because there is no proper stage, and all the productions and devices that I added ideas to were all destroyed.
The quick-witted members quickly fell in with their instruments and devices, but it was clear that it would be quite a hindrance to the stage they were about to be on.
No matter how many hours it was, the opening was completed in haste, and I was also conflicted over whether I was bringing and scattering things that were too early in the era.
Nevertheless, as a guy who built his career as an entertainer, he had an obligation to say a word to the rude man who destroyed such a stage.
“There is something my shaman master said.”
Daegye Bulchu (大藝不退).
Big art must never back down.
It was a word worthy of a gold mine who occupied the imperial palace and rose to the top of the mage with just one golden note.
“The price of breaking the excitement of a great entertainer is heavy.”
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He was a musician with a strong bone, who taught gold to the crown prince of the Great Ming Empire and asked for a forbidden drink every day from the queen of the gods.
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No matter how badly a bully invades the stage and ruins the performance, it is to sublimate even this into a part of the performance.
That was what I, the main character of the day, had to do.
* * *
The banquet hall, which had been slowly heating up with the appearance of the protagonists, quickly became heated, and Dionysus, who was in the middle of it, was in a panic like a shy girl.
“Oh! Sorry! Sorry! Is no one hurt?”
No matter what anyone says, he is the son of Zeus.
He was a mad god who even wandered all over Greece and performed countless dances (?).
On the contrary, everyone sighs thinking that this sudden appearance is like Dionysus, but the person himself was cleaning up the rubble while constantly apologizing.
In addition, the followers who noisily followed him put down their cups and tur sauces and are diligently tidying up the banquet hall.
In a nutshell, the atmosphere that prevailed throughout the banquet hall would be ‘What is he doing?’.
“Hey, son of Semele. We warned you so.”
“I’d rather drink and not know the wagon, don’t even feed the leopards!”
“Is it because you want to be Treosos, not Dionysus? Jumping into a fireball like last time?!”
However, the opponent is God.
In the midst of the situation where the god of madness was doing his business, no one was able to step up first, and while he was shaking his head, his cousins, the Cyclops, grumbled and began to clean up the rubble.
“hahahahaha, my nice, great cousins! Long time no see! Oops!”
Dionysus runs excitedly at the sight of such one-eyed giants.
However, as the name “God” Was put to shame, he stumbled over a piece of wood he had scattered.
– Tup!
“Oh! It could be a big deal…!”
Someone’s quick outstretched hand snatched the beautiful god’s arm, and thanks to that, the disaster that Semele’s son fell on the ground did not happen.
“Thank you! Wow, is there anyone who is so brave? Everyone says God is afraid of something and won’t come close!”
That’s why I and the wine are there.
Dionysus turns his head to face his saver with a cheerful smile.
There was a darkness that faltered away with eyes that saw strange things.
“Oh! Black hair, black clothes! I’m definitely the main character of the day, and I’m Oedi…”
“Kuhhmm! God has drunk a lot!? What if you vomit here!”
A strong hand blocked the grape-like lips that were about to launch a bombshell out of nowhere.
‘Well, you’re going to be in trouble because of that, but are you going to take this opportunity to soak in one half of your body?’
‘Oh, I’m sorry. When I drink, my mouth flutters like butterfly wings.’
Instant eye contact.
Dionysus, who read the other person’s intentions with godlike wisdom and discernment, smiled beautifully, bending his eyes like a crescent moon.
‘Your friend is more fun than I thought…?’
The prophet of ecstasy, who noticed his existence before any other prophet in the world and dimly glimpsed his future and power, smiled without anyone noticing.
Perhaps the only person who knows about the stranger named Dianes besides himself is the prophet currently hanging on the top of the mountain.
Not even Dianes himself knows anything about his heart and the brand on his forehead!
This black blue that shook the kingdom of the gods, which never changed even a single bit no matter how many times they drank from the jug and fell into deep ecstasy and peeped at it, was literally a blessing to Dionysus, the god of madness.
“….”
As if he had read Dionysus’ thoughts, the black man let go of his hand and quietly backed away.
“Hoo! My hands are pretty dry. Nice to meet you. Great hero It is Dionysus who hosted this banquet!”
“…This is Dianes.”
How are you?
Even though this guy is a blue half body that has not yet taken off his body, his mental strength is stronger than most of the twelve gods.
No matter how badly you feel about yourself, a beautiful smile that would make you look like Aphrodite is bound to melt away in both men and women.
On the contrary, those black eyes were looking at him with a sense of disgust, as if looking at some strange marine creature.
“Whoa…”
‘What’s wrong..?’
At the same time, however, the appearance of pretending to be embarrassed instead of gloomy and repulsive in an instant after taking a deep sigh was no less than a top-notch actor.
“No matter how much you say you are a god. This is a bit too much.”
– Ugh!
Then, the audience held their breath at the unstoppable accusation.
Dionysus, who is he?
He did not believe in himself and destroyed Pentheus, the disgraced king of Thebes, with a terrible insult and death. Lycurgus of Thrace was a mad herdsman who insulted him as a girl, then fell into madness and killed his sons and killed them at the hands of the people. .
To think he could openly criticize such a god.
Even the outspoken remarks did not end there.
“Remnants of chairs and tables are scattered everywhere, and the main table prepared by Mr. Cariclo is lying on the floor like dog food. Those who have to wait for the stage in full excitement are shocked and turned into rabbit eyes…”
Like a first-class actor, the dark eyes that had been slowly examining the surroundings turned around and looked back at God.
“I lost all my excitement because of you, so take responsibility.”
* * *
To be honest, my first impression of the god Dionysus was a bit reluctant.
In addition to the madness peculiar to a hedonist, his eyes, which seemed to be slightly tasted, perhaps a prophetic trait, gave me a physiological sense of rejection no matter how brilliantly beautiful I tried to cover them.
Because the person who threw the biggest sh*t called Oedipus at me overturned the stage they and I had been working hard on from the beginning.
I had the right to be held accountable.
However, my remarks quickly cooled the dizzy atmosphere.
Atalanta covered her mouth with her hands and looked at me with weeping eyes, while Jason silently rebuked me for what he was doing.
Asclepius sighed silently and closed his eyes, and Hercules cheered me on by waving his arms as if he would not give up his expectations.
And while most of them were shocked that the madman had done something, I had no shame in looking up to the sky.
‘Ah, honestly, how can I put up with this in front of Dionysus?’
…Ah, to be honest, Koreans couldn’t stand this, even if it wasn’t me.
Who would deny the right to even speak the lines appropriately when the original (?) Appeared in front of his eyes, not another person.
Even before I became an Internet meme, I was a person who watched live on an old TV screen in an orphanage.
“What…? Ahahahahaha!!”
Dionysus, who had been giggling while holding onto his stomach for a long time at my words, lifted the strangely shaped staff that was stuck in one side of the carriage.
“Ha ha ha! Yes, you have to take responsibility. I am the god of the festival, but I killed the excitement of the festival, so of course I have to take responsibility!”
[Now, let the festival begin!]
– Bang!
When Dionysus drove his staff into the ground, the air around him turned around.
‘Is that a miracle of a god who gained a career?’
After giving the difficult task of Odiipus, the business that took root in my heart did not give me a special message, but as it was rooted in my heart, I gradually began to see its influence throughout my senses.
A representative example is the eyes.
In my eyes, which should now be called God’s eyes, even half of them, rather than spiritual eyes, I clearly saw the divine power extending from the staff that Dionysus wielded, gradually changing its shape.
“Oh! It’s wine!”
“Honey comes out of the leaves!”
“The Miracle of Dionysus!”
The divine power dyed purple soon changed into a watery form, and it touched the water vein under the ground and turned into wine and soared.
The golden divine power extending from the tree touched its sap and turned it into honey.
‘I can see it!’
The power of God to create something out of nothing.
Although I also imitated Artemis’ talent, and learned the power after Poseidon and Amphitrite’s hell training.
The miracle Dionysus showed was that he changed the surrounding natural environment itself in very detail according to his will.
It’s the same as how I changed my energy into a spear and a sword, but the technique of manipulating divine power and the technique of transforming natural objects were so complex and subtle.
I couldn’t stop admiring the skill of adjusting the surrounding nature as if a hacker skillfully manipulated a program.
“Hmm~ As expected, the wine I made is the best. Let’s have a drink too.”
In the meantime, Dionysus poured wine from the bottle at his waist and offered me.
The corner of his mouth twitched as if this situation itself was amusing, and I was going crazy wondering what I would say after drinking it.
“Then thank you.”
It wasn’t the right thing to refuse a drink from an older person than me, and above all, my mouth watered when I saw them having fun one-shots around me.
I also drank it all at once.
-Gulp.
“Oh…”
“How is it, how is it? Are you fine? This is not made with divine power, but a special product that I personally grew and dipped in grapes!”
As expected, the god of alcohol.
It was the best wine I’ve ever tasted, more fragrant, sweet, and bitter as if it were burning.
“Ow!”
Its intensity, as if it were wrathful and wine-colored flames caressing the inside.
Taste, acidity, alcohol, fragrance, etc. It was literally the god itself with nothing missing.
“How is it? Does this make you a little excited?”
“Yes, this is worth picking out a song.”
The artistic aroma and flavor of the liquor instantly heated up the stagnant banquet hall.
I was humming the song I had prepared before I knew it.
“Living….”
“What does it mean to live? Suddenly life theory?”
“It’s like that. Everyone come empty-handed…”
The Great War of Heroes that overturned Greece.
And the frenzied dance time that made me completely forget the Great War of Heroes, the prelude has risen.