King of Underworld - Chapter 143



Only Ran(o)vel dot com

The Story of Orpheus – (2)

“Just once… please listen to me play.”

“what?”

“I will show you the best performance that will touch your heart! Please save Eurydice!”

I, Hades, looked at the living being who dared to set foot in the underworld.

Do you think that if you play it close to me, you will change my mind?

He already has outstanding skills that could rival the position of the god of music that Apollo sits in.

But you are asking me to revive someone who is already dead.

It was not a death caused by the wickedness of God, but an inevitable death.

Although it is regrettable, I cannot grant Lee Ja’s wish.

I glanced sideways at Persephone, who hadn’t even thought about picking up the object that had fallen on the floor.

She clasped her hands together and stared blankly at Orpheus. Judging from the tears welling up again, it seemed that the music had really touched her.

But I don’t think I’ll get over it as easily as the goddess of spring…

Diriring ~♬♪

The moment I heard that sound up close, old memories came back to me and I was lost in my memories.

The lyre playing reminds me of the sad things I have experienced so far. The sadness of losing my wife…

A heartrending music spreads from the center of the castle.

Once again, everyone in the underworld stopped what they were doing and listened.

His lyre playing was truly amazing, overcoming storms, sirens, and even the rivers of the underworld.

Even I felt a moment of pity… I almost allowed him to take his wife away.

~♪

But what moved my heart was not the music, but his heart.

Orpheus, shedding tears, moves his fingers with all his might. A human without any power or support.

The best performance of my life, shown to convince me, the ruler of the underworld, and to arouse my sympathy.

A skill that far surpasses human limitations.

After a brief moment of playing, Orpheus took a deep breath.

Tears flowed ceaselessly from Persephone’s eyes, and the dead in the underworld also sighed and stopped working.

Does it affect the entire underworld except Tartarus?

“Still, I can’t allow it.”

“…!”

“That feat is amazing, but that’s it. There is no justification, no benefit, no just cause to break the laws of the underworld.”

Bam.

At my words the lyre fell from Orpheus’ hand.

The instrument that had been showing off its heavenly tune just a moment ago now looked shabby and broken.

My heart aches when I see that bowed expression… but I still can’t do it.

The moment I was about to send him back to the living world, Persephone looked at me.

“Lord Hades.”

“…?”

“Can you spare that human’s wife?”

I was about to refuse right away, but I looked into her tearful eyes and shut my mouth.

A slightly trembling voice, but a gaze filled with earnest wish.

* * *

I could feel my heart wavering at the words of the goddess who rules over spring and seeds.

Even more so because before this man named Orpheus came, he had tried to propose to Persephone.

I just tried to propose to her… I don’t want to see her disappointed in me.

“Persephone…”

“If that is the judgment you have made as the Lord of the Underworld, then wouldn’t your judgment as a god of mercy be a little different?”

“For me, the afterlife comes first. This is the strict rule of the afterlife, and it is the job of maintaining balance in the world.”

“Still… It was such a passionate love that I came to the afterlife with only a lyre…”

“No matter how much you say, I can’t allow it…”

Kuung!

Orpheus, who was listening to Persephone’s conversation with me, hits his head on the floor.

Red blood flowed from the hero’s head and soaked into the ground.

“Pluto! If you can’t take my wife with you, I want to be with you even in the afterlife!”

“under…”

Is this what it means to be crazy in love? To ask someone to kill you if you can’t be with your wife.

But from what I found out, he never cheated or had a concubine… so I can overlook this minor rudeness.

It seems sincere, but let’s test it a little.

Show me your will.

“If you can’t take my wife back, you don’t care if I die? Are you making fun of me right now?”

“…!”

“If you were willing to risk your life to save your wife, do you think I would feel sorry for her and bring her back to life?”

Persephone gaped and looked puzzled.

He ended his speech in a deliberately strong tone. Now, what are you going to do?

Orpheus lay face down on the floor, seemingly motionless, but then he began to make a crawling sound.

“No, I really didn’t. I swear on the River Styx that I had no such intention.”

“……”

“I am a sinner who could not protect my beloved wife… If you do not spare Eurydice, then take my life. I will endure any punishment.”

After saying these words, he fell silent for the last time.

“under…”

I let out a small sigh and put my hand on my head.

Yeah, that’s exactly the problem.

As a ruler of the afterlife, these are the most troublesome things.

If you commit a sin in this world, you will be punished, and if you do good deeds, you will be rewarded in the afterlife.

But if the person who asks to break the law in this way is a good person, a hero, or has a good reason to do so.

It is even more difficult to judge correctly.

Even gods, no matter how absolute they are, have emotions, are subjective, and make mistakes.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * *
* * Baca Novel Korean * *
* * * Krnovel dot com * * *
* * * * * * * * * * * * * *

I guess that’s why I’m shaken by this hero’s plea right now.

“Hades, please.”

“…Persephone.”

In order to make a fair judgment, such exceptions should not be allowed, but it is also necessary to show a cold-hearted and unmerciful appearance in front of Kore…

Ha. You’re lucky… just this once.

It’s not that I hate seeing Persephone disappointed in me.

“Okay. Take it.”

“…!”

A hero who raises his head and blushes.

“However, no one must know that you brought your wife back from the afterlife. This kind of precedent must never happen again. If even a little bit of what happened today gets out, you will suffer even after death.”

“Thank you… Thank you!! Merciful Pluto! I will change my name and live in seclusion with my wife!”

“That oath. If you don’t want to fall into Tartarus… you’d better remember it properly.”

This is it.

* * *

Orpheus, who had been bowing his head repeatedly and expressing his gratitude, left the underworld with his wife’s soul…

I looked at Persephone, who came up next to me, crossing her arms.

“Thank you, Hades…”

“I didn’t do it because you asked me to. It was just a reward appropriate for your accomplishments.”

“Okay, I got it! Hehe!”

I don’t think you believe me at all. Okay…

“Is there anyone outside? Come in!”

“Yes! What’s going on?”

The servant waiting outside the audience room was also shedding tears, perhaps because the aftereffects of Orpheus’ performance were still lingering.

“Tell Olympus that I want to recommend a candidate for the lower godhood of music.”

“All right!”

“The human hero who just left is the target. If there are no other opinions, tell him that when Orpheus’s life is over, his soul will be sent to Olympus. Also, tell Charon that I will meet him separately later.”

The audience room became quiet again.

When the music that filled the afterlife disappeared, only a quiet silence remained.

There are more people than you might think who risk their lives or take risks for love.

But the boldness and courage he showed by coming all the way to the afterlife to persuade me for his dead wife made me realize why he was a hero.

Why did you come and interrupt me at such an important moment?

Of course, I will take into account the sadness of losing my wife and the unfortunate coincidence that my proposal coincided with…

‘Still, it’s annoying. Let’s see after I die…’

I shouldn’t get personal in these things.

First, I’ll make him a god. I’ll have to use him for all kinds of events. It’s a good thing I needed someone to sing a congratulatory song at a wedding.

“Ah! Lord Hades. I was going to say something earlier but I forgot…”

“The gift you gave me?”

“Yes… That. Here!”

Before Orpheus went to the underworld, he said that he had prepared a gift because tomorrow would be the time to return to the living world.

I shyly accepted the box and opened it. Inside was something I had never expected.

I thought it would be at best a flower or a suitable treasure…

“Huh! It’s Persephone’s 1-time wish ticket!”

“……?”

“I’ll listen to anything you want! You can keep it and use it whenever you want!”

I stared blankly at Persephone’s face, her hands on her waist, emphasizing certain parts.

This is a gift that completely exceeded my expectations.

The liveliness of a young goddess who is not even 500 years old. Huh.

On the parchment lying at the bottom of the box was written a message in the goddess’ beautiful handwriting.

Ως θεά της άνοιξης και των σπόρων, δεσμεύομαι να εκπληρώσω τις επιθυμίες οποιουδήποτε το έχει.

The writing was written with a soft, golden glow, as if it had been infused with divine power.

It’s basically about the goddess of spring and seeds, who guarantees the right to make wishes.

I smiled and handed her my wish ticket.

enN1WnIzcFhHMVJuR0JvdkNPc013NjdCQnJrenRBeFJ3RlFTUWM3VkJ0OWQ1NGNRcTBUVXZGeTBRdU9FWVprUQ

“Thank you, Persephone. I will use this wish right now.”

“Right now… right? Hmm! Yes. Tell me anything!”

Ignoring her bewildered expression, I also took out the box I had prepared in advance.

And then he opened his mouth and held out the contents.

“It is my wish that you accept this.”

“to…?”

“I love you, Kore. Marry me.”

“Ah. Ah… This. If it was something like this, I wouldn’t have to use the wish ticket…”

What I gave to Kore was a golden apple.

Before Gaia fell out with us, when Zeus and Hera had just gotten married.

The golden apple tree she gave to Hera… the golden apples picked from there.

On the surface of the apple there was black writing engraved with the power of the underworld.

To the beautiful goddess of spring and seeds.

“Isn’t this… Lady Hera’s golden apple? Something so precious to me…!”

“My nickname is the god of wealth. I don’t have many, but they’re not things I can’t get.”

He accepted the golden apple and kissed Kore’s forehead, who was at a loss.

“So. What’s the answer?”

“Of course I like it! This… I’ve already heard it, so don’t push it away or anything later…!”

“I swear on the River Styx that there will be an eternal spring between you and me.”

“Ugh!”

Prison.

Kore, who was making a strange noise somewhere, buried her face in my chest, and we stayed in that position, embracing each other.

Until a messenger arrives from outside with an answer from Olympus.

Winter never comes.

Read Novel Ran(o)vel com

<!–

–>