King of Underworld - Chapter 85



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Goddess of Forgetfulness, Lethe – (2)

Today is the second day of the Olympian Games dedicated to Zeus.

It is a day when events such as running, javelin throwing, and chariot racing take place.

Like yesterday, I plan to sit in the stadium and watch with the goddess Lethe.

As I was climbing the stone steps to find a place to sit, I heard the voices of people nearby.

“Was the first order a race? The winner last time was…”

“But wouldn’t the one with the blood of the gods win anyway?”

“It seems that it is difficult for heroes to become heroes without the bloodline of the Olympian gods…”

“Oh my! But still, with our human power…”

The Olympian festivals dedicated to Zeus were open to both demigods and humans.

However, the gap between those who have inherited some of the blood of the gods and ordinary mortals cannot be easily narrowed.

Because receiving the blood of a god itself can grant you great strength, stamina, and perhaps even abilities.

The goddess Lethe, who was listening to the conversations of the people passing by us, said:

“It seems like humans feel deprived…”

“It would be understandable if you are not of divine blood. You were born different…”

“Then wouldn’t a match like this be won by a demigod who is a descendant of the 12 Olympian gods?”

“well…”

Even among demigods, the higher the direct lineage of a god, the greater the difference in ability.

But that doesn’t mean the winner of this match has already been decided.

“The 16th player is a devout follower of the moon goddess Artemis…!”

I sat in a reasonably high seat and listened to the host’s remarks.

The athletes take their stances as if the running race is about to begin, and the crowd becomes quiet.

ridge-

Tak, tak, tak.

“Whew-”

“Cheer up, Moroclas!”

“How much is the drachma I bet here?”

“Run faster!”

As soon as the drum sounds, all the players run out.

The bare feet of young Greek men hit the ground with force.

“Bloodline certainly plays a big part, but there are instances where individual effort can overturn this.”

“I know of very few cases where the innate gap is bridged…”

The world is inherently unfair.

Differences in bloodline, talent, innate ability and status are not easy for anyone to overcome.

“The winner is Deitos! The laurel wreath of victory will be awarded to you!”

“Wow!!!”

“The demigod… lost to a human?”

“I recognized that guy since he was running around outside the castle every day!”

“There was one who was faster than the descendant of the god Hermes…”

But sometimes, there are people who overcome such differences.

The author, who won the race and beat numerous demigods, would also be of that type.

“Wow… That’s really amazing. I think he has the makings of a hero…”

“If the author comes to Thebes, he might be able to raise him in the underworld.”

A teracotta jar with a running race picture is filled with olive oil.

A laurel wreath, a headband made of laurel and olive tree branches, was placed on the forehead of the victor.

The goddess Lethe, watching the winner lift the De La Cota jar and smile brightly, said:

“Hero… By the way, what happened to his brother whom Bellerophon accidentally killed?”

“It seems that his resentment has been greatly diluted, as he also hopes to meet Bellerophon.”

After Bellerophon arrived in the underworld, he accepted the mediation I proposed.

If his brother wants, he will meet him in person and apologize.

Bellerophon, who met his brother in the underworld, knelt down and apologized,

Fortunately, the victim of fate accepted the apology.

The one who spoke to us while we were thinking about Bellerophon was a middle-aged man sitting next to us.

“Hey… Wait a minute! Hey, are you guys married?”

“Are you talking about us?”

“That’s right. They seem to be on good terms, but the woman is already married…”

He was looking at the goddess Lethe next to him with suspicion.

The Olympic Games were a festival for men, to which married women were prohibited from attending or even watching.

However, in the case of virgins, they were only allowed to watch because they had to understand the world of men.

This problem could be solved if the goddess and I were not married yet.

But… bold words came out of the mouth of the goddess Lethe, who had a shy expression.

“Yeah. We’re married…”

* * *

“What, what did you say?! Hey! Guard! Here’s a married…”

A man who is embarrassed by the goddess Lethe who proudly tells him that she is a married woman and tries to call the guards.

But soon he lost his memory for a moment and his eyes became blank.

Goddess Lethe glanced at me as if checking my mood.

Is it because you just told that person that you’re married?

“Goddess.”

“Why… why? You won’t marry me? Hades?”

I swallowed the words that were about to come out of my mouth.

We are not married yet, and we are not dating…

But… I’m not stupid enough to not know what she wants to hear.

Now perhaps the Goddess can give you the answer you want?

“radish…”

“Yes? Speak louder… please….”

The cheers of the players going into the next game, the laughter and chatter of people.

The sound of thunder is evidence that Zeus is watching the game with satisfaction from above…

Through it all, the only thing I can hear is the goddess’ question.

Her little fingers were wiggling, as if it took a lot of courage to say those words.

Small, trembling red lips, trembling eyes.

“…Hades?”

Yes, just like the Goddess Styx…

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I stopped what I was trying to say and leaned closer to where she was sitting.

The goddess of oblivion, who flinches at my face as it gradually approaches, but does not avoid my eyes.

He hid himself in a welcoming manner so as not to attract the attention of those around him.

So that even the gods of Olympus cannot see it.

Something I’ve already done once.

I moved my hands skillfully, gently grabbing the back of the goddess’s head and pulling her towards me.

I hope this gets my answer across to her.

side.

This is the second time.

* * *

The time passed when Helios drove the sun chariot,

Darkness has come to the city of Olympia.

On a quiet night street, the goddess Lethe and I were walking slowly, arm in arm.

Thud thud.

Could it be because of that short kiss earlier?

I continue to be conscious of the soft sensation I feel on my arm now.

“he…”

A beautiful goddess who leans her head towards me, unable to stop herself from linking arms.

I don’t hate this feeling of my heart pounding.

After walking around for a while and looking around the area,

Something caught my eye with a sense of transcendence and divinity.

“Ugh… the knife… the blood is on my body…”

A groan heard inside a brick house.

There was an old man inside who had terrible nightmares, probably a former soldier who had fought in the war.

That poor guy, with his eyes closed and sweating profusely, still hasn’t escaped the battlefield.

Normally, such things are under the jurisdiction of Morpheus, the god of dreams,

The goddess next to me is also perfect for relieving his pain.

As if struck by this thought, the goddess Lethe stops walking and looks at me.

“…I’ll be back in a bit.”

The goddess disappears as I nod my head while making eye contact.

Soon the power of oblivion enveloped the house, and only the sound of small, wheezing breaths remained.

For those who have experienced the pain of war, those terrible moments will gradually fade.

There was a very small smile on the lips of the Goddess of Oblivion who returned in an instant.

How could the goddess who was sad because she had a territory that was not very welcome to others have changed like this…

“You brought me a little peace.”

“Ugh… I don’t like seeing people suffering because they’re tied to past memories.”

That’s what oblivion is.

For precious and important memories, we are reluctant to touch them, but for terrible and painful memories, we pray for the blessing of the goddess.

It feels like the afterlife.

As mortals grow older and approach death, they become more likely to become my followers.

On the other hand, young people who are far from death call themselves Ares, Apollo, or Zeus.

“It’s been a while since I’ve seen Hades and had a good time…”

I have seen enough of the Olympian Games, where humans offered sacrifices to Zeus.

I can’t leave the underworld empty for too long, so I’ll have to go back to the underworld.

Finally, he raised his hand and pointed to the high hill.

“Would you like to go up there one last time?”

So I climbed the hill with the goddess of oblivion.

The sound of insects chirping can be heard from all directions, and beautiful fireflies are flying around.

Zzurrur-

I looked down from the highest point of the hill, where the place was filled with black darkness.

The night streets of Olympia, a huge city and sanctuary, came into view.

And then… the goddess with silver hair blowing in the strong wind opened her mouth.

Her gaze was fixed on the city, not looking this way, but for some reason it seemed to be looking straight at me.

“Hades.”

“Why are you calling?”

“Will the countless mortals living in that city eventually… fully accept my blessings one day?”

Even among gods with an unbreakable spirit, there is no one who does not receive the blessing of oblivion.

Memories of the distant past gradually fade and sometimes are forgotten in the back of our minds.

Mortals forget even more easily.

It is human nature to partially forget even yesterday’s memories.

“As the Goddess of Forgetfulness, I must bestow a little blessing upon everyone.”

“There were no exceptions for Zeus or me. Not even for the goddess Lethe herself.”

Just as the goddess of love falls in love, the goddess Lethe also falls into the swamp of forgetfulness.

The goddess Lethe looks at me again with a faint smile.

“But I don’t want the memories of today to disappear.”

“…I think so too.”

“Can you help me one more time so I can’t forget today?”

A longing appeared in the eyes of the goddess as she finished speaking, but soon disappeared behind her eyelids.

I also approached her and slowly closed my eyes.

Turning his head to the side… and at the same time embracing a soft female body, his lips touching.

“gladly.”

I opened my mouth slightly and tapped her lips with my tongue.

A tiny gap appears, creating a hole that connects the two beings.

The first thought that came to my mind was that it was sweet and warm.

At the same time, what crossed my mind was the desire to continue this softness.

The intimate parts inside were entangled with each other, but it wasn’t unpleasant at all.

Rather, this desire to continue a little longer… a little longer.

A hand that has lost its way gropes somewhere and finally regains its senses before falling.

A long silver thread appeared and disappeared between me and her.

The sweet taste of peach lingers in your mouth.

“Sigh…”

Even if oblivion were to overtake me as time goes by,

I will never forget this moment.

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