King of Underworld - Chapter 134



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Argo Expedition – (1)

“…Please give me some advice.”

Hercules has accomplished eight labors so far.

The number of monsters he slew was innumerable, and his name was widely known throughout Greece.

Wouldn’t this be enough of a feat to become a god?

But why can’t I become a god yet? What am I lacking?

Triton looked at Hercules, who was bowing his head with complicated thoughts.

He looked dumbfounded for a moment, but then burst into loud laughter.

“Ah… ahahahaha! A human asking for advice on how difficult it is to become a god! ahahahaha! You are really funny, Hercules!”

“……?”

“For an ordinary human, it would be difficult to become a hero or a king, let alone a god. Keuheup!”

Triton’s smile grew wider as a look of puzzlement appeared on Hercules’ face.

“…Isn’t it natural to look up?”

“Hahahaha! Right, it seems you’ve already gone beyond the category of a normal hero.”

Crito, who had been laughing for a long time, suddenly stopped laughing and looked at him.

“Are you curious about the difference between gods and humans, and why you cannot become a god?”

“Yes.”

“Antaeus here, Python the serpent killed by the sun god, and Dracon Ismenius, son of the war god.”

Names from the mouth of the god who rules the waves.

“Do you know what these have in common?”

“…Even though they are all gods, aren’t they gods?”

“That’s right. God is not that simple.”

Hercules listened to him with more concentration than ever.

A tone that somehow makes you feel dizzy. The moment the secret of divinity is revealed. You must not miss a single word!

“The gods who appoint them are just low-level gods who have little influence on the world. But… you are a little different.”

“I’m different? Why?”

God opened his mouth.

Waves swirl in his eyes, shaking Hercules’ mind.

A voice… is that a voice? A voice that sinks into my head and echoes.

It’s not something you hear with your ears, but something that’s transmitted to your heart.

Well, you can fight against gods even though you are human.

Well, you have accomplished several feats that would have made you a great hero if you had accomplished just one.

Well, your standards for asceticism are different from others.

Well, you…

More. More… Something more is needed.

If you do not realize it yourself, you will never be able to become a god.

“ah…”

“It seems you need to hang out with humans instead. There’s a human named Jason who’s organizing an expedition… How about you join in after this mission is over?”

Jason’s expedition…

* * *

Jason.

He was the son of Aeson, the king of Iolcus, who was deposed from the throne by his stepbrother Pelias.

He is a man who wandered the world and ended up at the hero training school in Thebes.

He came to this world after receiving teachings from the wise man Chiron along with Hercules, Asclepius, etc…

He intended to head to the city ruled by Pelias and ask for his throne back.

But as he was heading to Iolcus…

He meets a shabby old woman and helps her cross the river, but loses one of her leather sandals.

“Huh? Wait… That guy’s missing one of his sandals?”

“If the prophecy is true, that man will take the throne…”

“Hey, surely King Pelias would hand over the throne so easily?”

At that time, a young man wearing only one sandal will take the throne in Iolcos.

As Hera’s oracle had been issued, he went to the palace amid the murmurings of many people.

“Hmm. So you’re Brother Aison’s son?”

“Yes. I am Jason, prince of Iolcus. I have come to claim what is rightfully my own!”

“Euuuuum…”

Naturally, Pelias did not want to hand over the throne to Jason.

However, the oracle of the goddess Hera was also at stake, and he was afraid of the judgment he would receive in the underworld if he killed Jason here.

Even these days, there are rumors that Poseidon’s children, like himself, are strangely becoming kind…

‘According to the oracle of the goddess Hera, Pluto is wide awake in the underworld, and the current state of his father Poseidon’s half-children is also strange…’

Pelias thought it would be better to just hand over the throne,

Still, it must have been difficult for him to give up his lust for power, so he came up with a plan.

Isn’t it okay if you don’t kill yourself?

“Jason, I can give you the throne, but you must prove that you are worthy of ruling this land.”

“If you are qualified…”

“I have heard that there is a treasure called the Golden Fleece in a place called Colchis in the East. That Golden Fleece is said to have the power to revive a nation… If you bring it to me, I will gladly give you the throne.”

In Jason’s opinion, it was unlikely that the people would follow him if he ascended to the throne right away.

As Pelias said, he was just a young man who had nothing to prove.

He readily agreed to bring the golden fleece, left the palace, and cleared his throat.

Jason’s voice echoes through the open space, calling people together.

“I am Jason, the rightful heir of Iolcus! I need heroes to go with me to retrieve the Golden Fleece of Colchis. Applications will be accepted until the next Day of Thanatos!”

“The Golden Fleece of Colchis? That precious treasure?”

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“If you bring that to our country, you might become king.”

“But it is rumored that it is guarded by a powerful dragon.”

“So that’s why you’re planning to gather heroes and form an expedition team? Just like Orion before.”

“The Mount Athos expedition was a half-failure, but will it succeed this time?”

Rumors of Jason’s expedition to find the Golden Fleece spread throughout Greece.

It is the instinct of heroes to want to increase their reputation by accomplishing feats such as defeating monsters and bringing back treasures.

Soon, countless people with various desires flocked to Iolcus.

* * *

This is Iolkos.

When news of Jason’s expedition reached the city, a large crowd flocked to the city, but not all of them were able to join the expedition.

“Attention everyone! We can’t all board the Argo! So we’re going to have to select our crews!”

“Argo? Is that ship’s name Argo?”

“There are rumors that it was designed by the goddess Athena herself, but it was made by the craftsman Argos…”

“But how can we form an expedition when there are hundreds of people gathered here?”

“Wouldn’t Jason himself be the one to choose? It is widely known that the heroes from Thebes are outstanding, so he should choose those in particular?”

A large crowd of people erupts in cheers at Jason’s shout.

Then Jason cleared his throat and began to select the members of the expedition, looking at each person one by one.

“I’m a tree from Sparta…”

“You’re out. There’s a rumor that you’re a murderer…”

“Jason, it’s been a while.”

“Oh. Peleus! Welcome. I heard you’ve been hunting a lot lately.”

“Orpheus? Are you here too? It would be nice to have someone to play music on the ship…”

“They say the sirens’ cries in the sea are so sweet, I wonder if they are better than the sound of my lyre.”

“Well, anyone who has heard your lyre even once will naturally give you the upper hand.”

Jason’s expedition was filled one by one.

Atalanta, who was known as the best archer in Greece despite having a woman’s body, and Meleager, who was rumored to be the best spear thrower in Greece.

All kinds of demigods and great heroes, including the twin brothers Dioscuri, children of Zeus, were chosen.

“It’s been a long time. I think it’s the first time I’ve seen you since Thebes.”

“Jason, I never imagined you would create an expedition.”

“That’s what I mean. It was popular to begin with, but an expedition…”

After selecting the members of the expedition according to Jason’s standards, they were all trained in Thebes.

Whether it’s because they have connections from Thebes or because they remember rolling together in the underworld, they all know each other.

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So, they were about to set sail after offering sacrifices to the gods, praying for a smooth voyage.

The densely packed crowd split in half, as if to make way for someone.

Thud thud.

“Wait a minute… that guy…”

“It’s just as I heard. Look at that big thing. They say he could kill the Nemean lion with his bare hands…”

“Will this expedition be successful?”

A lion skin worn over his head, a golden sword at his waist, and an iron club on his back.

And most importantly, that massive, muscular body.

There was no one in Greece who did not know that name.

Hercules, the great hero who carries out Hera’s tasks.

“Oh, Hercules! I would be so grateful if you could come. I thought you were busy with Hera’s tasks!”

“Jason. Long time no see.”

Some people were delighted by the appearance of Greece’s most famous hero, while others were relieved.

Those who fear that their exploits will be taken away from them show jealousy.

“I didn’t originally plan on coming, but Triton advised me.”

“Triton, the wave-caller? You have met the son of the sea god.”

“He said that participating in this expedition would help me achieve my goals.”

There was no one here who did not know that Hercules’ goal was to become a god of the sky.

It was something we would say habitually when we were training together in the afterlife.

“Are you okay? If I get involved here, your accomplishments might be tarnished.”

Words that could be mistaken for a provocation at first glance.

But if the speaker were Hercules, it would be a little different. He would have been speaking the pure truth.

There is a risk that the expedition’s exploits will be undervalued by the fame of Hercules.

Nevertheless, Jason laughed heartily and patted Hercules on the back.

“Hahaha! Are you worried about me? It doesn’t matter since we’re going down different paths anyway!”

“Another way?”

“Yes, your goal is to become a god. My goal is to become the king of Iolcos.”

Even in the afterlife… Jason always looked the same.

His goal is not to become a hero, but to reclaim the throne of Iolcus.

“Really? By the way, I won’t be doing well. I can’t take away all your achievements.”

“Oh, that’s something the other heroes would be happy about? Haha!”

Hercules looked at the frivolous man before him.

I don’t know how the expedition will end, but it’s nice to meet my friends.

“Hahaha! Hercules, let’s fight again later!”

“Be prepared, I’ll give you a beating in this world before you become an Olympian!”

“If you’re here, don’t hold back and get on quickly!”

“Hey, Hercules! You’ve accomplished several feats and you’re really quite majestic, aren’t you? Hehe!”

Following this, other heroes also welcomed Hercules, and the great hero, with the corners of his lips raised, boarded the Argo.

Argonauts. Departure.

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