King of Underworld - Chapter 59



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The Story of Perseus – (1)

Mente has changed a lot these days.

Don’t you often see people passing by the afterlife with blank eyes and muttering?

“Ugh… I want to go back… No, but still…”

Sometimes he would be found crouching on the outskirts of the underworld.

If you ask why they are doing this…

“Lord Hades… I… I can’t live like this… Reward! Please give me a reward!”

She raises her head slightly and pleads with me with tears in her eyes.

…The problem is that it doesn’t end with a plea, but suddenly tries to hug you.

I kept avoiding it, but then one day I gave in and just accepted it, and this is what happened.

Behind Mente, who was crying in my arms saying that work was too hard…

“Mente? Have you checked the intensity of the flames of the Pyriphlegethon River that I entrusted to you?!”

“I got a complaint from Captain Charon about the mint scent… I don’t have time to go after Hades here…”

“Heeeeeeek?! I’m… sorry!”

The goddess Styx and the goddess Lethe, who were emitting a fierce divine power, suddenly appeared,

He took her away again.

Mente, who had the expression of a mortal coming to the afterlife, flinched and refused to hug me from then on.

Yeah, it’s like I got some kind of education or lecture…

As this kept happening, I called out to Hypnos, the god of sleep, and asked him.

“Is it possible that the goddesses are harassing Mente? She seems to be busy with work…”

“…? As far as I know, the Goddess Styx doesn’t even do half of what she usually does.”

One day, I secretly followed Mente to see if that was true.

I was a mentor who worked hard from morning to night, running around the underworld…

‘Isn’t this rather a convenience?’

Mente’s workload was considerably less than the average workload of the gods residing in the underworld.

While other gods even mobilize their clones and work several times busier than him,

She didn’t know how to create clones, so she just moved around with her main body.

From then on, I thought I would quickly adapt to that amount of work, so I lost interest.

Even I, who was following Mente right now, was moving my clone to pass judgment.

I look at Mente with happy eyes as he adapts to the afterlife day by day…

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One day, Athena, the goddess of wisdom, came to the underworld.

“Hello, Grandfather. Knock knock. Knock knock.”

“…? Why are you coughing?”

Our gods don’t get sick.

Except for hair loss, which is a realm of power that even Apollo, the god of medicine, cannot cure,

Most other diseases cannot invade the robust body of a god.

But the goddess of wisdom, one of the twelve Olympian gods, is coughing?

Athena smiles awkwardly at my question.

“Ah… that’s… hmm! Because of the strong mint scent from the entrance to the underworld to the Acheron River…”

“Is it that bad?”

“…The boatman Charon also blocked his nose while moving the huge boat… no, the steel ship.”

Mint, a symbol of Hades and used to alleviate the suffering of the dead.

Originally, mint was used only in the funeral rites of the Thebans, who had a temple of Hades, so it was not a burden.

Thanatos, who harvests the souls of the dead,

Charon, who carried the dead across the River Acheron, also liked its refreshing scent at first.

But if mint spread to the world to the point where Mente was worshipped as a goddess…

Of all the dead people who die every day, how many smell like mint?

“Oh my… Mint has spread too much in this world these days.”

“Yes, when the souls cross the Acheron River, the water in the river dilutes the harvest, but before that…”

“I need to think of a way to reduce the amount of mint that has spread across the world.”

It’s a good thing that my symbol, mint, has spread widely, but there are gods who suffer from its scent…

We need to think of some other solution.

“I… Uncle. The reason I came to the afterlife is…”

“Athena, do you have any idea? A natural way to reduce the use of mint in funerals among humans…”

“Do you want to reduce it naturally, rather than prohibiting it with a trust or something like that?

Of course it should be like that.

Putting down mints and limiting the amount of mint used at funerals as a trust…

It’s interfering too much with humans.

“Then what if we spread mint as food? Then humans wouldn’t waste so much of mint, a valuable food ingredient, on funerals…”

“…! Not a bad idea. Now that I think about it…”

That’s right. Last time, Mente made mint as a reward…

She was credited with being the creator of mint and promised to spread mint food throughout the world.

I was so busy that I forgot, but I wish I had used that method a long time ago.

The mint flavor is so strong that you can’t get rid of it by eating it…

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If we make people eat mint in tea or food, wouldn’t the amount of mint used at funerals naturally decrease?

In this day and age, food is scarce, so the amount of mint leaves thrown away with corpses will decrease.

No more will souls smell like awful mint.

“…Uncle?”

Honestly, I’m fine with it, but as the King of the Underworld, I just can’t stand to watch Charon of the Acheron River suffer.

So the reason I make mint into food is all because of… no, because of Caron.

I was about to call Mente to take care of this matter when Athena called me.

“The reason I came here is because I wanted to borrow my uncle’s quince.”

* * *

Would you like to borrow my Cyclops, one of the three Cyclops brothers, made by Arges?

It’s like borrowing Zeus’ thunderbolt and Poseidon’s trident.

I straightened my posture and looked into Athena’s eyes.

“There must be a reason why the Goddess of Wisdom told me that. Explain.”

“Yes. To lend it to a human named Perseus, who is destined to become a hero.”

“…I’ve heard that too. Are you talking about a poor human being who is destined to kill his own grandfather?”

Acrisius, king of Argos, a human state on earth, had no sons, only daughters.

So, I went to the temple of Delphi and asked the oracle about my children…

“Not only will you never have a son in the future, but you will also die by the hand of the child born to your daughter.”

“What? What did you say?!”

King Acrisius, upon hearing the terrible prophecy, imprisoned his daughter Danae in a large tower.

Zeus transformed himself into golden rain, entered the tower, and had sex with her.

Thus, Danae and her child by Zeus, Perseus, were abandoned in the sea by King Acrisius.

To be exact, they were put together in a wooden box and set adrift in the sea.

They were rescued by kind fishermen and came to live on the island of Seraphos.

but…

“Perseus. It is your Majesty’s order. Bring me Medusa’s head.”

“Me… Are you telling me to bring you Medusa’s head?”

“If you refuse, you will be put to death for disobeying the king’s orders. What are you going to do?”

“Fuck… I get it.”

Polydectes, king of the island of Seraphos, fell in love with Danae’s beauty.

She tried to kill her son Perseus, who was a hindrance to her.

Send it to Medusa, one of the three Gorgon sisters and a monster with snake-like hair who has the ability to turn anyone who looks at her to stone!

“You knew about that man, Grandfather.”

“Even if I’m in the afterlife, there’s no way I wouldn’t know that I’m a human destined to become a hero.”

Now that the threat of the Gigas is not over,

I was aware of the people who were born with the destiny to become heroes.

Especially if he is the son of Zeus, like Perseus.

Destiny is determined.

An absolute law that even the immortal gods cannot dare to change.

Even Zeus, the king of gods, cannot change the fate that has been discovered through prophecy.

So I knew that Perseus was destined to kill his own grandfather,

I didn’t dare to change it.

“If he is the son of Zeus, then he is my nephew. I cannot let him die.”

“So, are you lending me Quine?”

“well…”

But Perseus is a human who will become a hero,

Because he might be a hero who can be active in the war against Gigas.

It is possible to lend Quine money as an investment for the future.

If that’s fate. But…

“It is true that Perseus is the one who will become a hero by cutting down Medusa. But…”

There is only one reason why I do not accept Athena’s words right away.

“Aren’t you the one who turned Medusa, the victim of Poseidon’s rape, into a monster? I thought she was originally a priestess serving you.”

Medusa was a priestess of the temple serving Athena,

She was raped in the temple by Poseidon, who was after her beautiful beauty.

And like Artemis, Athena is a virgin goddess.

To have relations in her temple was in itself a great sacrilege,

Athena, unable to confront Poseidon head-on with his great power, instead turned Medusa into a monster.

“Your temper is just as bad as Artemis’s. It might be hard to protest to Poseidon, but… your nephews are taking their anger out on humans.”

“Uncle, that’s…”

“You can’t say anything to Poseidon, who raped Medusa, and yet you’re borrowing my quince to give to a human hero who is destined to kill her?”

Perseus is destined to kill Medusa and also kill his own grandfather.

However, it was Athena who turned Medusa, who was originally a rape victim, into a monster.

I can’t let Perseus meet his death, so I’m thinking of lending him Cynæ, but

You’re going to have to convince me a little more.

“At least try to make an excuse with your wisdom, which is renowned throughout Olympus.”

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