King of Underworld - Chapter 18



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The story after Typhonomachia – (2)

As I crossed the rainbow of Iris, my body was teleported to Olympus.

How long has it been since I felt like I was stepping on a soft, yet heavy cloud?

In a world filled with white clouds, the palace of Olympus can be seen in the distance.

It appears to be made of white marble, but it is actually a building constructed of metal refined by Hephaestus and the Cyclops.

A temple, or rather a shrine, so large that it reaches the Milky Way in the sky…

“Why are you so fine?”

Surely, more than half of it should have been destroyed by Typhon and it should look like a miserable mess?

Iris sighs and responds to my monologue.

“Zeus has ordered Hephaestus to lead all efforts in rebuilding the palace as soon as possible.”

A brave warrior who summons blazing fire to fight against Typhon,

It’s almost as if I can see Hephaestus, the greatest blacksmith on Olympus, tearing himself apart rebuilding it.

Iris’s complexion doesn’t look too good either… Right, you’ve had a hard time too.

He cast a pitiful glance at the Rainbow Goddess and walked towards the gates of the Olympus Palace.

A sight that is clearly more splendid than the gates of the afterlife where I live.

A pillar covered in gold and engraved with dragon and lightning symbols, and a handle made of strangely glowing metal.

The Milky Way, a river of starlight that flows gently from a distance away from the door.

“Ah, that decoration was designed by the gods Apollo and Hephaestus together…”

I looked at it for a moment, as if it had been created by a god with a great sense of aesthetics, and then Iris began to explain.

But now I was thinking of going in, so I listened for a while and then opened the door.

Slurp-

The floor of the Olympus Palace is clouds.

That’s why the door opened smoothly without any unpleasant squeaking sound.

A banquet in Olympus where numerous gods and their attendants pass by.

There were several ornate tables and chairs, and ambrosia, the food of the gods, was placed on plates ready to be eaten.

“This cold air in the black hair and black eyes…”

“The Lord of the Underworld has really come to Olympus…”

“I heard that Zeus invited you, but…”

I looked around, ignoring the murmuring lower gods and servants.

Ring ring ring ring

“Wow..”

“Shhh..! I can’t hear the music very well.”

First, Apollo, the god of music, was seen sitting on a chair, playing the lyre, with a golden goblet filled with nectar placed beside him.

The goddesses and maids around him were listening to the music with faces that were completely absorbed in him.

“Here, pour me some nectar.”

“Yes! I understand!”

When the gods held out their cups, those wearing the easy-to-move chiton dashed busily across the clouds and poured out flasks of nectar.

They are the attendants of Hebe, the goddess of youth, who administers nectar and ambrosia.

As the daughter of Zeus and Hera, she is busy directing the attendants at every banquet of the gods.

“Hebe.”

“Ah! Hades, you have come!”

She bows her head with a refreshing smile.

I greeted my nephew, whom I hadn’t seen in a long time, and picked up a nearby golden goblet.

No, I was going to pick it up. Even if the blue-haired sea god hadn’t reached out first.

“Hey, Hades. I actually thought you wouldn’t come to Olympus.”

“Poseidon.”

The sea god who rules over the sea smiled and poured the nectar into his mouth in one go.

In his other hand he held the Triaina he was proud of.

“Um… what do you think of the Olympus banquet?”

“It’s just an ordinary banquet. Is there a problem?”

Poseidon spoke to me as he picked up the ambrosia from the plate.

[Next time, would you like to come to the banquet I’m holding at my palace? I have something difficult to say here…]

The second-in-command of Olympus looked around, hardened his expression slightly, and quietly sent a message,

I nodded slightly.

[I will send my followers to the gates of the underworld later.]

[It doesn’t matter.]

Yeah, that’s why I insisted on coming to the banquet, because I was afraid something like this might happen.

If you spend even a moment in a place where gods gather, you are bound to hear all kinds of news, secrets you don’t know, and dirty stories.

As the king of the underworld, I cannot close my eyes and ears.

After making an appointment with Poseidon, we had a casual conversation and naturally went in different directions.

As the two gods who rule over the sea and the underworld gather, the gazes of those around them gather for a moment and then disperse.

Zeus, who hosted this banquet, seems to be scheduled to appear shortly.

When it seems like a lot of gods have gathered, they will appear in the middle, raise their glasses, and set the mood.

* * *

“Hades. I didn’t know you’d come.”

“What’s wrong with me coming to Olympus?”

Hair that is a mixture of light brown and yellow, reminiscent of the color of ripe grain.

Demeter, one of the 12 Olympian goddesses and goddess of the earth, has a gorgeous appearance and an expressionless face that doesn’t match it.

She stopped drinking her nectar and looked down at the earth visible through the clouds.

“You’re always busy ruling the underworld, so I thought you wouldn’t come.”

“It’s not like I’m just immersed in work every day.”

Even if you look at his face, which shows that he doesn’t believe it, it’s true.

In fact, it would be safe to say that he is currently taking a break from work.

She turns her head again and looks at the summer world.

The summer landscape seen from the palace on Mount Olympus was not like usual.

“Are those who work on Mount Olympus, which has half disappeared, your subordinates?”

“I only gave small tasks to the lesser gods and nymphs.”

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Well, it seems like it would be no small task to restore Mount Olympus to its original state after Typhon destroyed it.

Actually, aren’t there nymphs over there with faces full of complaints?

I took a moment to listen to what the people working in the summer were saying.

“Ugh… How long do I have to do this..”

“This is what Demeter told us to do. If we do it carelessly, our whole body will dry up!”

“I…I’m also a Dryad, so I shouldn’t make Demeter angry!”

Dryads are nymphs that live in trees.

They have a long lifespan, but are not immortal like gods, and cannot stray far from their own tree.

So, I have to do that hard labor without being able to move at Demeter’s words.

If you don’t want to dry up and die overnight, there’s nothing you can do…

“Well… just do it in moderation.”

“The earth is my child and they depend on me for their survival. What’s wrong with something like this?”

Demeter looks incomprehensible, but I still wish she would show some mercy.

If you work in the afterlife once, you’ll know how to take care of the grievances of those who are being left behind.

“Zeus, king of the gods and lord of Olympus, enters!”

The lower god who knows how to control the wind shouts loudly.

At that moment, Zeus, a muscular male god with golden hair whom I knew, appeared.

“It looks like everyone is having a good time.”

* * *

The sweet melody that had been softly resonating from Apollo’s lyre stopped.

The gods, who were eating nectar and ambrosia, stopped eating for a moment and bowed their heads in respect.

As everyone turned to the King of the Gods, he opened his mouth again.

“I, Zeus, host of the banquet on Olympus, will say a few words.”

Zeus clears his throat and speaks with a majestic voice filled with divine power.

“We faced a powerful enemy, Typhon, not long ago, but all the gods here joined forces and succeeded in repelling the monster!”

Everyone knew that this was the victory banquet celebrating the defeat of Typhon.

“Let us take this opportunity to briefly praise the gods who made great contributions in the battle against Typhon. First… Hermes!”

Hermes, a cheerful young man holding a caduceus, walked towards Zeus and bowed his head.

Zeus tapped him on the shoulder, said something, and raised his voice again.

“Here, Hermes succeeded in going to the underworld and asking for support despite being seriously injured by Typhon. If it weren’t for Hermes, Olympus might have been defeated! As a reward, he received leggings made by Hephaestus…”

“Oh..”

“You are indeed a messenger god..”

“…Hermes did a good job.”

“It would have been dangerous if Hades hadn’t taken Squite back…”

Zeus watched silently as he praised the exploits of his son, Hermes.

Hermes smiled awkwardly, as if he thought it was too much for him.

“Next, Athena, the goddess of wisdom and my daughter, please come forward!”

As expected, Athena, fully armed, walked forward confidently and knelt on one knee before Zeus.

During the fight against Typhon, Athena’s strategy was effective.

“The plan to fool Typhon into thinking you were the brainchild of yours. You are truly worthy of the name of the Goddess of Wisdom.”

I said earlier that Zeus would have a place to praise.

To congratulate someone is to praise someone from a superior position.

So neither Poseidon nor my name, who dealt Typhon a great blow, are called by Zeus.

Although Zeus is acknowledged as the king of the gods because he is the most powerful, we have three gods who are almost equal.

“….Ares! You are brave as the god of war…”

And what.. there’s no reason to be picky when you’re praising your own children for the things they do well.

I took a sip of nectar as I watched Zeus return and pay tribute to the gods.

Hmm… what’s different about Olympus Nectar? Why does it taste sweeter than when you eat it underground?

“….This is all for the congratulations to the brave men who bravely stood up to Typhon! I, Zeus, will be going now, so I hope you all enjoy the banquet!”

Gurrrrrr!

Zeus disappeared from the banquet hall with a clap of thunder.

It seems that he was considerate of the lesser gods, fearing that they might feel uncomfortable if he were the ruler of Olympus.

But did you really have to move with the thunder instead of just walking away?

It’s just noisy for me.

“Hermes! I would like to hear the details of your escape from Typhon’s clutches.”

“I wasn’t on Olympus at the time, so I didn’t know, but was that monster that strong?”

“As expected from Athena, the goddess of wisdom!”

“Ares, come and drive a chariot with me later…”

Many gods gathered around today’s main characters, those who fought actively in the battle against Typhon.

There are many people who want to hear stories of bravery or become friends with the 12 gods.

“Poseidon! Although Zeus didn’t say anything…”

“Yes, which god’s son was he?”

By the way, no one came to see me, sipping nectar with Demeter in one corner.

There are gods who even talk to that violent Poseidon… Why…

Demeter, who was looking at me, snickered and spoke.

“Of course. If you offend me, I’ll be thrown into Tartarus, and if you like me, I’ll be dragged to the underworld. Who would dare approach me?”

“Did I say the thought out loud?”

“…It all shows in your expression. Hades.”

Of course, it’s not that I don’t understand.

There are many who fear and revere me, except the twelve gods who can sit on the golden throne of Olympus.

The underworld, the afterlife, is a deep, dark, gloomy, scary, gloomy, and gloomy place… but…

But it’s a banquet, so there are only a limited number of people to talk to, so it’s a bit boring, and there’s nothing interesting going on…

I managed to get acquainted with some of the newly born gods.

To be exact, I sent him off because he was trembling as he greeted me.

“Relax your expression, you look even more gloomy. You look like you could drag someone to Tartarus…”

“no.”

Demeter points out my appearance with a trembling face.

Isn’t this the very definition of hatred towards the afterlife?

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