GREEKCHEONMA

◈ Chapter 16 - Why Didn't You Say That?

"Hello again. Nice to meet you. Dianes of Passos. I am Archimedes, son of Alcmene.

"He is famous under the nickname Hercules."

"...Nice to meet you."

The first impression of the sprout hero, better known as Archimedes or Hercules, was very miserable, but looking at it in front of me, I realized why this guy is called a great hero.

I had no choice but to admit it.

Lively limbs, eyes sparkling with inspiration and fire, and a dependable and tall face.

Anyone who sees this guy will nod their heads thinking, "Oh, this guy is going to do big things later."

He must have been a boy before the age of 20, but looking at his large body, which was a head taller than me, and his muscles reminiscent of a Greek statue, I inadvertently nodded, wondering if this guy was Hercules or who else would be Hercules.

"Anyway, something interesting was going on, so what is it?"

Should we say that being so shameless is the quality of a hero?

Both Asclepius and I were speechless when Hercules proudly admitted that he had eavesdropped on the unraveling of a secret secret.

"...Whew, I'm sorry. "This guy is the only one in this forest that I couldn't turn into a normal person."

Asclepius cast a reproachful look at Hercules, as if looking at a thunderbolt.

Hercules looked at me regardless and his eyes flashed.

"Looking at it, even if you just try to keep your mouth shut, you won't give up until you hear it, right?"

"That's right, big. Master Chiron was right. They say soul friends are people you can communicate with even without speaking."

Who is the friend of the soul?

If you look at me with a beam almost shining from your eyes and say, 'Hurry up and tell me!', Wouldn't that be the conclusion of course?

I don't know if it's pompous or simple.

Anyway, the number of listeners has increased from one to two, but I think it would be better to just tell the story later if you don't want to be late to the party.

After drinking a little of the wine Asclepius gave him to quench his thirst, he regained his composure and began to tell the story.

"Hmm, my earliest memory is of a vast wasteland.

There, I learned various martial arts and tricks from twelve teachers."

It's not wrong.

It is true that I was reincarnated in a previous life and served the Twelve Divine Demons as my teachers at the river of Samdocheon.

An infinite wasteland that was created with the magic power of the Twelve Demons of the Three Heavenly Heavens and that the underworld warriors cannot find.

That place was the beginning of my second life, and the beginning of Cheonma, which achieved the long-awaited dream of unifying martial arts.

"When I think about it now, it probably felt out of this world. "Maybe it's another world that the Greeks call Hyperborea."

"Hyperborea! "Are you Hyperborea?"

Hyperborea.

In Greek mythology, it is the end of the world that cannot be reached no matter what, the world beyond.

The Greeks called the natives of the place where other gods and other humans lived the Hyperboreans.

They believe that a cold wind blows from under Hyperborea, where they live, bringing winter to Greece.

There is a race called Hyperboreo who live there worshiping other gods, and it is said that they never grow old and live in eternal happiness and joy.

"I don't know that either. "I just learned martial arts and tricks from twelve teachers, and when I learned them all, I suddenly woke up in Pathos."

Hercules' eyes twinkled, checking to see if I was lying, and Asclepius's eyes, surprised to meet someone from another world, stung my face.

I adapted it a little and explained it to suit this world, but there wasn't anything wrong with it.

"Well, then that makes sense... That unique martial art of bending the wind and that special aura operation method...

"It makes sense if it came from Hyperborea and not from this world..."

"I heard that Hyperborea is warm all year round thanks to the grace of Apollo... Is this true?"

"Well, it was a normal sunrise and moonrise town. In the first place, this was the first time I heard the term hyperborea since I came here. "I don't know if I'm really Hipper or something."

It's best not to gloss over the details. Actually, I don't know anything I don't know in detail.

"Anyway, this is what the teachers strongly advised. Knowledge I have. Asclepius, especially in the case of the deep attack you asked about, it is a life-saving vision for me and my compatriots. Do not leak carelessly

"It was a word."

When I revealed not only my shocking identity but also the instructions from the teacher who taught me, Mad Scientist White also bit his lip and lowered his head as if he couldn't ask any more questions.

"I-I see... I really think it wouldn't work? What if I swear on the River Styx that I'm the only one who knows?!"

"No, it is a secret art that was originally created to suit the bodies of my compatriots. "I don't know what the impact will be on the Greeks."

This is false. I taught Neri the basic deep techniques of the Haenam School.

It was used very well.

However, if you give them a little space, all kinds of guys will attack, starting with this guy.

Maybe I'll teach some qigong to some people later, but at that time, I guess it's enough to say that I adapted it well to the Greek constitution.

"It's not good to be a minister, but I might be able to teach you the medical techniques of our people that I learned from my teachers."

Qigong is a bit different, but it would be okay to teach me the point and acupuncture techniques that I learned.

Still, since it was the vision of Hwata and Sinui, it was an extremely rare item from the martial arts perspective. Isn't the albino in front of me the next god of medicine?

Above all, if you owe a great debt to the man who can be said to be the origin of all medical techniques, Hwata and Shinui will have no choice but to be okay with it.

"Really!?"

Asclepius, who had lowered his head in despair, got up again with his eyes sparkling at my words.

"Kko, please do me a favor. Please, new medical techniques are medical advancements! It will save countless lives! Please teach me!"

"Of course. "I'm going to be in a lot of debt from now on, so let's do our best."

As Asclepius and I smiled warmly and made a promise, Hercules, who was watching, raised his hand and asked a question.

"Hey, but you said martial arts and talents earlier... Are you saying that the spear is not the main weapon?"

Also Hercules.

Did I not miss the topic I was secretly trying to ask?

"Yes, the twelve teachers were experts in different fields.

"I learned the spear from a person who reached the highest level with a spear."

"...Therefore. "You mean, not only spears, but other martial arts are almost as good, right?"

"Yes?"

Not only that, he reigned as the leader of the Demonic Cult and absorbed and trained all martial arts, regardless of whether they were true or evil, so if you were to count them, there would be well over twelve.

Hercules looked at me blankly, as if he was somehow shocked by my words, but then quickly regained his gaze, jumped up and shouted.

"Dianes! "Let's compete with me!"

"...Okay, why didn't you say that?"

* * *

Let's fight! Hate!

The treatment center was noisy with the voices of two boys.

On a mountain peak overlooking this in the distance, Chiron crossed her arms and smiled.

"Hehe, that's good. "Because he has a good friend."

"That's right. Chiron. "I wonder if your father will spend an hour too."

Next to Chiron, who smiles kindly. A young man with curly blond hair and a cheerful look laughed mischievously.

The sandals with small flapping wings and the Caduceus, a staff of two snakes in his hands, clearly revealed his identity.

"It's nice to see you again. Hermes"

Hehe, I see you often these days. Chiron? I have no choice. Not only my father, but all the attention of Olympus

"I was focused on this forest."

Hermes.

God of messengers and shepherds, thieves, messenger of Olympus, and owner of Talaea, the winged sandals.

A mischievous boy well-known throughout Greece and a friend of travelers.

He was Chiron's old friend.

"Haha, Hercules, is it because of that guy?"

"Don't even talk. That guy comes up on the agenda at every regular meeting, and my father is busy bragging about it.

Hera has a fever and doesn't know what to do. Others, including me, wonder when Hera will explode. "I'm nervous."

Zeus, who always cheats with numerous women in the name of preparing for Gigantomachia,

The wrath of his wife Hera, the patroness of family, marriage, and family ethics, was now an almost annual event in Olympus.

At the end of the history of such a long scandal, the human hero of Gigantomachia, whom Zeus had been waiting for so long, was born, and Zeus even named him Hercules, the Glory of Hera.

Hera was in a state of chronic anger these days.

"Haha... I guess I should avoid climbing Olympus for a while."

"As expected, Chiron is renowned as a wise man. "It's a clear decision."

Hermes lifted the gourd at his waist and moistened his lips as if his throat was burning.

"Oh, the reason I came to see you today is because the investigation into Chiron's request has been completed!"

"...About that child Dianeth."

Dianeth joined the Forest of Heroes from Passos today.

When he thought of the gigantic spear of wind he had encountered earlier, even Chiron, the master of martial arts skills, felt chills in his stomach.

A power reminiscent of the power of the gods.

That was because the child was still immature and weak, but what was scary was that the child was growing rapidly even at the moment of competing with him.

"I never thought I would experience something like that again."

"Hoooh... I can't believe Chiron would say that. "Is this the birth of two great heroes?"

I never thought I would see such heroic qualities again after Hercules, but was it such a happy miscalculation? The old centaur smiled happily.

Hermes also smiled gently and took out his notebook.

"Anyway, Dianes, I looked into that kid. "Wow, the little guy is already being loved a lot by the gods?"

"Are you Diane?"

Yes

Hermes smiled sweetly and took out a notebook.

◈ Chapter 17 - Messenger of the Gods and Teacher of Heroes

The child named Dianes was currently a person of interest, so much so that Chiron brought him in person, and Zeus and Apollo came forward and gave oracles.

Hermes also became interested when he heard the rumor, so he searched around and surprisingly found that among the gods of Olympus, there were many who were interested in Dianes.

"Pasos, where the child grew up, has long been a place where people devoted their faith to not only their father, but also to Poseidon and Ares."

The beautiful Passos in the northern Aegean Sea prays to Poseidon for a safe voyage for fishermen and sailors.

And he would offer up prayers to Ares, asking for valor to face the numerous pirates and invasions of other kingdoms.

So, the first thing I did was ask the two if they knew a child named Dianes of Passos, and I got a very unexpected response.

"The first person I came to see was Poseidon. I secretly asked him if he knew about Dianes of Passos. "I kept praising him for saying that there is no other guy like him in the world... He almost seemed like he was going to make me his son."

Poseidon, god of the ocean.

The owner of the Aegean Sea that surrounded Passos was the first person Hermes went to investigate to see if he knew anything.

When he briefly mentioned Dianes of Pasos, Poseidon's mouth watered and heaped praise on his martial arts and attitude of paying homage to the gods.

"Often, a child dances a sword dance and a spear dance on the beach of the nymphs, and it seems that he offered it to Poseidon.

But the dance is flowing and beautiful. He even said that he would like to invite me to a palace in the deep sea someday and make him a drink himself.

Every time the sword dance was offered, Poseidon was satisfied and gave fish or relics as a gift, and protected the Nereid nymph, who would be the child's companion, from harming anyone."

It is said that Zeus was secretly envious of the creation of a very promising and pious believer by offering all the fish and relics he obtained to the temple of Zeus.

There is no need to tell how proud the minister with the dark blue beard was.

"Wow... This is a spear skill that even Poseidon would be impressed with..."

Chiron, who directly faced the spear, nodded his head, saying it was definitely worth it.

A spear technique that makes you feel like you have become the wind itself. How could one not feel proud of having offered this to the spear-holding god?

He even did not keep all the gifts he had received from God to himself, but humbly offered them to the Supreme God and once again expressed his gratitude to all the Gods.

How proud and gratified such a young and promising believer must be for the god of the rough sea.

"And next, Brother Ares. Zeus, my god, I've never seen you so proud of a human hero."

Although he is rough and rough, Ares is the god of war who is the best in Olympus.

He was a god who caused many accidents even in Olympus due to his fiery temperament.

Are you so proud of him like that?

"What happened?"

What naturally comes to mind when you hear that Ares, a warlike battle fanatic, is special?

Dianeth laughs loudly over the corpses of countless barbarians.

There were wolves with strong heads, Dianes dancing on corpses covered in the bloody skins of wild cats, and so on.

In a way, it was a natural thought that Ares was so proud, but fortunately, Hermes shook his head.

"It is said that he generously offered wild animals such as wild boars and bears that he hunted in a desperate fight alone to his brother's temple.

Not only that, he personally wrote a poem praising his brother and placed it on the altar. It is said that he was so impressed by this that he personally sent fire in front of other priests and was the first to receive it.

He even carried that poem in his arms and boasted about it. That Ares brother!"

Fortunately, it was not the scene of bloody madness that Chiron had imagined.

Rather, it was a poem and offering that moved Ares. How touching was the poem?

I suddenly felt curious.

"Hoo, is that child also talented in poetry and prose?"

"Yes, it is an unprecedentedly unique style of poetry, but it is concise and has excellent rhyme, and the expressions are also unique and excellent, so Athena was also very envious."

Thanks to this, Ares is said to have been grateful to the young child, who raised his name as a warrior with civil and military skills rather than an ignorant warmonger.

"Whew. "Thank goodness."

Chiron also felt both admiration and relief upon hearing that the new hero was skilled in both civil and martial arts and was loved by the gods.

How many heroes ended their lives tragically due to the hatred of the gods due to their own arrogance.

Hercules is also very worried because of his arrogance and birth. Dianes was fearing the gods and cultivating herself without any such thing.

"And then... Surprisingly, my father had a very positive opinion of that child."

"Lord Zeus... You mean?"

Even as he brought Dianes to the forest after receiving a dream oracle, Chiron was constantly worried that Zeus might disapprove of the child.

I was wondering what would happen if he was seen as a thorn in his eyes, as he was given the seed of a hero who could be compared to the already predicted great hero of Gigantomachia.

Chiron could not hide his surprise at Hermes' message.

"That's right. I was wondering where to go after listening to Poseidon and Ares.

"Your eagle took me to you."

The highest peak of Olympus.

Zeus, who was looking down on all of Greece from above, secretly told Hermes, who had been called, about Dianes and the exact sacrifices and sacrifices offered to her.

"Let's see. "My father continued to express his admiration and told me to read it too... And here it is!"

Hermes, who was fumbling with his arms in his belt pockets, took out a parchment with a poem written on it and handed it to Chiron.

"I read it too, ugh. "When this guy grows up, the twelve gods of Olympus will fight each other to take him to their temple?"

"Is it that much?"

Carefully unfolding the parchment handed to him by Hermes, Chiron was surprised twice: once by the fact that Zeus, the god, had admired him so much, and twice by the fact that Hermes had praised the poetry so much.

And the third time, when I read all the poetry on the parchment. He had to be surprised for the third time.

"Huh... It's a prestigious name. "To exalt the Lord in this way..."

To be honest, it seemed ambiguous to call this a ancestral rite.

It did not follow the format of a standard temple ritual and the rhythm was also very exotic.

However, the content was clearly very appropriate to move Zeus' heart.

"I sat on a lofty throne, but I held in my arms the child who was abandoned by his mother and forgotten by his father.

Even if the golden throne is stained with dirt and the white robe is dirty, it is still precious.

He smiles and becomes the Father of all ages.

Be revered, our father.

Do you reign over everything? You just smile at the insults and vain names of those who love you, your beloved companion.

He blesses the unclean child as his own flesh and blood, and even loves his companion's new job, so he insults it on his behalf.

He endures it, because he is holy love.

Be worshiped, O love of all."

The poem that Hermes quietly recited, perhaps memorized, must have moved Zeus's heart.

Zeus was even criticized by Hera as Hercules and had no dignity because he was cheated on by the Greeks.

If an orphan at his temple had offered poetry and offerings like this, he would have definitely been moved.

"Even Hera, who received this, asked me.

"Is this perhaps the reason why my father raised orphans at his temple and declared them to be his sons and daughters?"

Thanks to that, the temple of Zeus and Hera, which I took a quick look at after today's meeting, was truly peaceful for the first time in a long time.

"Okay. I didn't think much about it... Orphans born through adultery or infidelity are, in a way, born in denial of Hera's divine karma."

"My father's extreme love for stepmother Hera, who embraced and protected all of those orphans as if they were his own, and even endured the insults!

Wow, how can this young guy be so thoughtful! Thanks to you, Iris and I, who were dying between us, were able to take a breather."

Although Hermes was making an exaggerated joke, he was probably sincere when he said he took a breather.

When Zeus and Hera got into a fight, it was Zeus's messenger Hermes and Hera's messenger Iris who always ended up dying between them.

Every time that happened, it was Chiron who listened to their complaints in the late morning.

I can only understand that heartfeltly.

"Anyway, overall, the public opinion in Olympus is mostly very favorable to our new hero."

Hermes concluded with a sweet smile. Looking at this, Chiron also nodded.

However, the information he wanted did not come out.

"...You didn't find out anything about his origins?"

"Ugh... That's embarrassingly true."

Hermes travels around the world in one day and has no story to tell.

His face hardened as he said that even he could not know anything about Dianes' birth.

"I visited people who had a similar vibe to that child, the gods and spirits who had visited Passos Island for the past ten years, and even strange beings. Everyone shook their heads.

"You didn't even lie."

"Well, for all your hard work... Thank you for your hard work."

"No, I was curious about this too, so you don't have to worry about it."

Hermes, who was shaking his hand, looked embarrassed because nothing really came out.

If he reacts like this, he really has no clue.

If so...Perhaps?

"Uh, Chiron?"

"Why are you doing that?"

Hermes lifted his head in the air with a slightly annoyed expression and looked at him with concern.

"It may be a bit funny to say this, but seeing as your father is also paying attention and being careful.

"Maybe that child is one in whom bigger people were involved than we think."

"The bigger ones?"

"Shh! Be careful. They are people who exist and yet do not exist.

Even their father Zeus reveres and fears them."

Those who fear even their god Zeus and Hermes does not know more about them.

There was only one such person.

The first gods and beings who are heaven and earth, death and darkness themselves.

Dianeth is a child related to them?

"No way... No way..."

If so, Dianes was more than just a human hero.

Although he has not yet been declared a god or given a divine position, if he is truly their child...

It was something that could turn the whole world upside down.

"It's still just a prediction... Chiron, I hope you'll leave your predictions as just predictions."

"Oh, I understand."

"You never know. As the child said, it might be the clan of Hyperborea beyond Olympus."

Hermes joked to brighten up the frozen atmosphere, and Chiron also nodded his head, having difficulty matching the rhythm.

"Then... I'm done! Hades also contacted me saying that the coast of Charon was full."

"Why don't you go and see your sons?"

"Haha, I came here so many times and he was berating me and asking if my father was busy. "Okay then!"

-Ahahahaha!

Hermes disappeared into the distance in an instant, leaving behind only a pleasant laugh.

"...Phew. This is it."

Hermes disappeared like the wind, and Chiron could only wipe his beard with complicated feelings at the suspicions he left behind.

◈ Chapter 18 - First Morning in the Forest of Heroes

Next day.

Even though we had fun eating and drinking with all kinds of people last night, we had to gather at the Colosseum before the sun rose.

For some reason, men take off their entire upper bodies and only roughly cover their lower bodies, and women also do it lightly.

They were standing in a line, wrapped in cloth and facing the cold wind.

'...This doesn't have to be too Greek, right?'

I looked down at my empty top and sighed inwardly.

Still, I'm glad I didn't shave my head as hard as I saw in old movies.

Anyway, the person holding the baton in front of the apprentice heroes lined up with Oh is, of course, Chiron.

The centaur, who clicked his horse's hooves to confirm that everyone was gathered, nodded his head.

"Well, did everyone eat and drink happily yesterday?"

-Yes!!!

"Okay, fortunately, I heard there were no casualties at the party last night.

"It's great to see them gradually developing self-control."

...Self-control?

Are you saying your self-control has improved because there were no casualties at that crazy party yesterday?

As I was pondering over what self-control I had at yesterday's grand party, which was flashing through my mind, the guys standing next to me were proud of themselves.

How stupid are these bastards?

"Anyway, I'm going for a morning walk to blow off the alcohol. Atlante!"

"Yes!"

The girl standing next to me responded loudly to Chiron's command.

Her auburn hair was cut short and her teeth were tied into a ponytail, and she was full of health.

It was a girl with impressive brown skin.

'...Oh, I remembered'

Yesterday, on the heads of Jason and Theseus to compete with the drunken Actaeon in archery skills.

She was the girl who placed the apple and almost sharpened her arrow.

As for Actaeon, it was quite impressive that her arrow almost turned her apple into her hedgehog.

"Dianes, who is still a freshman, doesn't know the morning canter route yet, so you can guide her."

"Yes! "Just leave it to me!"

Atalanta answered, smiling confidently, and Chiron nodded his head at her, giving her time to prepare.

"Then, in five minutes, we will depart with Helios' chariot!"

-Yep!!

As the students answered loudly, nymphs and centaurs suddenly came rushing towards us.

"Theseus! Where are Theseus? Here's the sword!"

"Here you go! Parpamon! Quickly!"

"Actaeon! Here's the helmet! Masseni will bring her armor!"

"Archimedes! "Please wear some armor!!"

"Ahh! "I don't like it because it's stuffy!"

The Colosseum began to become crowded, with centaurs and nymphs each carrying armor, helmets, and swords looking for students.

"Found! "It's Diones, right?"

"Yes?"

In the meantime, a pair of nymphs and centaurs found me and ran toward me with lights in their eyes.

"Ruler! Atalanta will explain the details. "Put it on quickly!"

"Let's go, hurrah!"

Before I could ask what was going on, the centaur raised my arm, and a nymph with straight green hair rushed in and armed me in an instant.

"Oh my, Ptalimon, look at his skin. How can a boy's skin be so white?"

"Hmm, your muscles are unusual. What exercises did you use to train your upper body?"

A bronze helmet with a red decoration like a rooster's comb, and shiny brass-colored scale armor.

And even though it is armed, it still has a skirt-like lower body armor with an empty lower part.

Finally, a heavy spear.

While chatting leisurely, the time it took for the two of them to arm me from head to toe was

It was only about 2 minutes.

"I guess it wasn't just a morning canter."

"Hey new student!"

With a voice calling me harshly, an attack suddenly came from behind targeting my head.

Without even needing to turn around, he extended his spear backwards and blocked the attack.

-Visor!

"Uh?"

"What?"

The person responsible for the attack was Atalanta, who had been my guide earlier.

Atalanta, who was sobbing as if she didn't know that I was going to block the attack, soon started again.

He grimaced and retrieved the sword he had swung.

"Huh, huh! Since we have become somewhat equal to Master Chiron, is this a given?"

"..."

What.

It's clearly my first time seeing him, so why does his personality look so familiar?

For some reason, I don't think it was the first time today that I encountered this kind of cheesy bimbo.

"Let me ask you first, what is this?"

It was the kind words that came out of the deep anger that was coming back to me.

Atalanta.

From what I vaguely remember, she was a female hero who filmed the death match Running Man where she said, if you want to marry me, win or lose in a race.

Thanks to this, she won over countless suitors and had countless problems of all kinds.

It is said that she eventually got caught in the golden apple fishing line spread by a man with Aphrodite's buff and eventually got married. After that, it is said that she was transformed into a lion because her husband did not properly show his love to the goddess...

"Ha, yeah. "It wasn't an empty can that competed with her master, right?"

...Should I just break the leg club here and there?

'Be patient, be patient'

It's because I'm still a child in body, but my mind is a devil of devils, many times more alive than this extraordinary little girl.

Even though her words and actions remind me of the moon goddess who was raising my blood pressure back then.

How could a child do that without knowing anything?

"For now, as Master Chiron said, I will take on the role of guide. Please follow along on your own.

It may be that the teacher saw it, but he is still a hero who has achieved equal numbers. You can handle that, right?

Oh, and I am about to make a vow to the goddess Artemis. "Don't let her come within ten steps."

Well, can you follow me within ten steps?

With only what she had to say, Atalanta turned around and headed towards the entrance where everyone was gathered.

"...Haha"

Are all Artemis believers like that?

While I was contemplating whether I should kill that thing and keep it alive, out of courtesy and all, because it was a scum that ate nothing.

The nymph who had helped me with arming earlier came up to me and smiled awkwardly.

"Ha, haha, you were surprised, right? Atalanta was originally a good child, but she was abandoned by her father when she was young...

So, except for Master Chiron, I am a bit harsh with boys."

"To be honest, it's not at a harsh level, but... Chiron brother probably has that temperament too.

"It looks like they assigned you to Atalanta to help her fix something..."

"Me?"

What is it about me that tells me to rehabilitate that junior psychopath?

As I was shaking my head at the sound of people running away from home, a familiar figure approached me.

"Hey! Have you already had a fight with Atalanta?"

"Ah, Hercules"

Hercules stayed by my side throughout the party last night and insisted on having a fight.

After that, Theseus and Jason, who had been close friends, raised their hands and greeted each other.

"You drank most of the wine from this forest last night, but aren't you both very fine?"

"Yesterday, I enjoyed it rather calmly. "Maybe it's okay."

The two guys were clever enough to think they were a little drunk, so they just made a toast and quietly poured some wine back into the jar. I will have a good social life later.

"Atalantera... Don't think too highly of me. Except for Master Chiron and my female comrades, everyone has that attitude."

"Honestly, the King of Arcadia was a bit too much. "She still threw away her daughter in the forest because she said she wasn't her son."

"What?"

Baridegi actually existed in this neighborhood. Oh my god.

No, what on earth did ancient kings think of blood relatives?

If you think about it, it's a Greek myth that people would often throw their sons or daughters into the forest.

How many children were thrown into the forest?

I think it's worth it for the child to grow up crooked.

"It's getting bigger and bigger..."

Still, shit is shit.

"Anyway, how about Kubo this first morning? Well... I'll make you suffer."

"Hey, Archimedes, that guy won't have any trouble just cantering."

"Is he like that too?"

"What on earth is a morning canter?"

I couldn't bear it anymore and asked the three of them, but they each said with a subtle smile that time was up.

He returned to his seat.

Is morning cantering a different exercise than what I think it is?

As the centaurs slowly lined up at the entrance to the Colosseum in accordance with their shouts, the sun began to rise brilliantly beyond the dark sky in the distance.

"Hey new student, I'll say it again, just like Master Chiron said..."

As I stood in my seat like before, Atalanta, who was standing next to me, gave me a polite, rude expression.

Whispered to me

However, when she came to hear the strange story, rather than being agitated by the sight, she felt sorry for it, so she calmed down and told me not to do that.

"Baby. If you babble one more time. "I could smash that pretty face into the ground."

"...What?"

Atalanta glared at me with an expression of disbelief, wondering if she had heard correctly.

Faster than that was the centaur on the Colosseum blowing his horn.

-Puuuuu!!

With a loud horn sound, the huge doors of the Colosseum open with a roar.

Chiron, standing in front of him, shouted to the children who were trying to run away.

"Start cantering!! "Half of the total number of people who arrive late do not have breakfast!!"

I was just about to laugh at Chiron's yelling, thinking, "Oh, that's a familiar method."

"Kuhehehehe!! "I can't go!"

Bang! Hercules hit the ground with a sound and landed in front of the entrance to the Colosseum.

◈ Chapter 19 - Atalanta, the Preliminary Defeat

"Shit! "That bastard is doing that again!"

"Shit! Rotating battalion formation with all members! This time, we will break through that wild boar!"

"Ahhhhh! "Please, let's eat breakfast comfortably!"

"Hestia, my God, I don't know when I last had breakfast!"

The children, wondering if they had already done this once or twice, instantly recognized Theseus and Jason.

He formed a battalion under his command and began to surround Hercules in a formation reminiscent of Gallagher.

"Kuhehehehe! "You guys, can you get through me with just a siege formation?"

"Joy! "Don't you know there's someone else here this time?"

"Okay! Zeus bless you, we have the best warrior to fight you!"

-Dianes! Dianes! Dianes!

The warriors formed a formation like a castle wall, pounding their shields and stamping their feet to summon their great warriors.

A creative master who is on par with Chiron.

Another great hero that even the monstrous Hercules recognized as his equal!

However, I could not respond to the warriors' passionate calls.

Because.

"You insolent bastard! "On the topic of freshmen!"

This is because Atalanta, who had been fussing next to her, suddenly threw away the sword she was holding and came in.

"Oh my"

Of course, my career is a bit long to allow for such poor attacks.

She slowly twisted her body and let the sword of Atalanta that had stabbed her pass through her armpits.

As the other hand also grabbed the acupuncture points on his wrist, Atalanta appeared to be held in my arms with both of his hands tied.

"Ah, this is why handsome men are tired. "Even the followers of Artemis were embraced like this."

"I, I, I...! "You vile bastard...!"

As I sneered and laughed, Atalanta dyed her sharp beauty bright red under her helmet.

She tried as hard as she could to free her hands from their locks, but

The left hand could not escape my grasp because I had sealed the inside and outside of the wrist,

As he was trying to remove his right hand from my armpit, it was grabbed by my hand and the same blood pressure was grabbed and it was just at the moment that it became paralyzed.

In other words, all of her means of attack were blocked.

"This...Is insulting me!!"

"The screams of a powerless person are nothing but empty. "Where did that power from earlier go?"

"Iik!"

Atalanta struggling in my arms.

Like a butterfly trapped in her web, there was nothing she could do.

"...Yay!"

But is it still the sprout of a hero?

She took advantage of the opportunity to catch me off guard by struggling and tried to stab me with her heel.

"Oh"

-Bang!

Good try, guy.

"Eeeeek!!"

The gap between the ground where her foot hit the ground and my foot, which I took a quick step away from, was exactly half a step.

It was to this pretty idiot that I pulled her foot away just enough to avoid her own attacks.

Perhaps because he was so angry, his deathly gaze began to burn with the will to change his mind.

"Hey!"

And the kicking fight that follows.

Both hands were caught, but my balance was shaken during the foot fight earlier, so my wrists were caught.

Atalanta's arms were free.

Thanks to this, it looked like we were going to spin around and sing together on a mountain in the Alps.

A fierce foot fight continued.

-Tuda da da da!

-Widely! Widely! Widely!

Atalanta started with her feet, then her shins, then her knees, stepping on them, kicking them and tackling them.

She showed me all kinds of tricks, but each time I pushed and pulled her and twisted her steps.

I avoided them all by keeping an exact half-step distance.

"Huh... Hah... This is just a trick of catching people...!"

"It was a pretty good dance move. Right?"

In fact, this fight was decided from the beginning.

No matter how much Atalanta tried to attack, her movements were limited as her arms were grabbed and tied to me, and although she seemed to have mastered her own fighting skills, there was no way she could beat me with the above-mentioned superhuman footwork, which is one of the basics of martial arts.

'Do you think I've been practicing footwork for several years since I left this town?'

Even the upper body control was taken away from me and I was being dragged around like a balloon doll, so I wonder if my attack will work.

He must have been aghast at the sight of me not breaking a sweat, unlike myself, who was already out of breath.

A spark flashed in those pretty ruby eyes.

"Die!"

"...This?"

I, too, could not help but cry out in response to that sharp attack that seemed to use all my might.

Atalanta did everything in her power to pull me back, risking the joints in her arms being torn off.

The place where all the knee kick was aimed is clearly...

"What a crazy bitch!?"

It was the first time since the strange waltz started that I screamed and used my inner energy to fight back.

-Pow!

"Iike!"

"..."

It is said that Atalanta pulled with all her might, but I withstood it with the help of Cheongeunchu.

In addition, Atalanta, who was trying to throw a knee kick by raising her foot, reversed the knee and took a picture.

Suddenly, Atalanta appeared to be kneeling in front of me with both hands held by me.

"Cee...Cee...You, you, I won't leave you alone...!"

Maybe it was because she was the psychopathic goddess Shindo, but her limbs were grabbed and she couldn't move, and the look in her eyes was like she was going to chop me up dozens of times.

That's it...

"Is the place you were about to kick me right where I think it is?"

"...Joy!"

Gwangpungshinchang Jangcheon said, no matter how much it means life or death with Bulbuldaecheon's enemies, aiming for that place is not possible.

This is not something that someone dressed as a human would do, regardless of humanity, humanity, and wisdom.

Mugeuktuma Jang Cheol-wan said, Unless it is a truly life-threatening emergency, attacking that place is not a human's duty, regardless of gender.

This pretty prospective psychopath has the most important vital area as a man,

It wasn't anything else, just because he was getting heated during a morning sparring session, he targeted the man's vital points and launched a killing spree.

A crazy bitch who grinds his teeth as if he doesn't even know what his fault is, and is just displeased with being overpowered.

As expected, the psychopathic unicorn preparatory scene was completely ignored.

...After.

Let's calm down, calm down.

Aren't you still a child?

Yes, I heard it during home economics class at school before.

It is said that young students become aware of the differences between men and women around the age of 15.

Before that, I wasn't really aware of the difference, so this kind of unfortunate incident could happen often.

"Hmph, you're a man too, so you value those dirty things so much!

How dare you take the hand of a woman who has made a vow to Artemis and make fun of her! "The new moon will curse you!!"

...Since there are individual differences, it does not seem to apply to this preliminary sapae.

"This is it... You're trying to kick me right now even though you know everything?"

"Joy! This shame, this rudeness! If you don't want to be very angry later, kill me now.

"My body has been mocked, but my soul will forever be dedicated to Artemis!"

...It's not that you don't know, you know it all, but you're targeting the most dangerous part of the man right now, right?

This crossed the line.

"I passed it very well."

No matter how much I lived my third life, I am a noble Cheonma who ruled the martial arts world in the central region.

This is a bit too much of a line.

"It's called Myeonggi Nugol (銘肌鏤骨)... Engrave it on your skin and engrave it in your bones that there is a line in this world that should never be crossed."

"What...What?"

-Wooddddd...!

As my feet, which were stepping on my knees like a pressure press, slowly began to gain strength.

Only then did the young thing's face begin to turn pale.

Both of his arms were already caught by me and I had stepped on his knees to seal them.

If I put my weight down like this and took the picture, my knee would be completely broken.

"Are you serious?"

"The therapist here is pretty good. Let's see if he can fix my kneecap if it breaks into pieces."

Of course, I didn't really intend to break it.

No matter how much Jammin talks like a dick, if I were thrown into the forest as a child because I wasn't a son,

There will also be male hatred that never existed before.

However, no matter how much it was, it was unacceptable to cross a line that should not have been crossed so suddenly.

'Not only did they target my vital points...'

Even though he was put on the defensive at a young age, he was forced to take such cruel and extreme measures in a sparring match that was triggered by his own reckless attack, which was not a life-or-death situation.

This would be proof that his mentality is unstable.

'It's like this from the beginning, so I don't want to get married later, so I film a Running Man death match with a suitor's pot as a prize.'

There is a saying that Chiron entrusted this colt to me, and since it is a child who will become a part of a fairly large heroic story in the Greek world in the future, I was planning to change this mentality now for the sake of the countless lives that will disappear in the future.

'Should I go to the extent of dislocating my knee?'

I heard from Asclepius yesterday that a dislocation can be completely cured if the patient suffers for just a week.

He was well-known for his running skills even in the Shinhwa nuclear power plant, so he would feel something if he lost his leg.

It was time to apply pressure to Atalanta's knee while adjusting the force appropriately.

"Sniff!"

"Eh?"

Suddenly, the sound of sniffling made me lose strength in my feet.

I looked at Atalanta's face with a feeling of uncertainty.

His face was covered in sweat and dust as his helmet was blown off in the chaos.

Her red-brown bob, which had been in a ponytail, had already come loose and was drenched in sweat, leaving her wet body flowing like seaweed.

And her jade-red eyes, where venom rose steadily.

Drops of water were falling from his eyes.

"Ugh... Ugh!"

"...Eh?"

◈ Chapter 20 - Shaking the Earth Like the Hammering Sound of Mount Etna...

"Tali!!"

"Ma'am!"

After a heated fight, Atalanta was subdued and fell to her knees, and when Chiron even cried, the nymph who was restless next to Chiron tried to run away.

Her name is Chariklo.

She was a forest nymph who protected the forest of heroes, the waters of Messenia, and a woman who was considered the adoptive mother of all heroes.

Almost all of the heroes who studied in her hero's forest were her foster children, and her heroes loved and respected her as she always supported each and every one of them with her kindness and love.

Even though Hercules was drunk and riotous, when he heard her shouting and attacked her, he quietly lowered his head and calmed down.

I could see the respect that her minor heroes had for her and how deep their affection for her was.

And as their adoptive mother and godmother, only Chiron knows how much affection Chariklo showers on them.

And among those children, Atalanta was the one whom both Chiron and Chariklo felt the most affection for and pitied.

An unexpected accident that occurred under circumstances that Chiron was not aware of.

The accident caused Atalanta to learn about her birth in the most bitter way, and although she was lonely and shuddered afterwards, she was loved by everyone except Chiron and his wife.

She sharpened her edge and began to reject him.

As a couple who remembered Atalanta, who was full of pride in the past and who brightened up those around her, they could only feel sorrow at the wounds that would deepen under those thorns.

But last night, Chiron confided to Kariklo that her new student, Dianes, who had just arrived yesterday, might be able to heal Atalanta's wounds.

A child who allowed Chiron to show off her full potential for the first time in a long time.

The inaction was truly surprising, but although she objected, saying that her inaction and healing the wounded soul were two different things, she was unable to break Chiron's will in the end.

In the end, Atalanta was paired as Dianes' guide during the morning canter of the Battle of Freedom, where no one except Hercules had eaten breakfast even once since he joined the team.

Eventually, the two collided.

And the result was, as expected, Atalanta's defeat.

That wasn't enough, Dianes even tried to destroy her last pride, her fast legs.

Atalanta eventually burst into tears.

"Let go of this, Chiron!"

"Calm down ma'am! "That child will not hurt Atalanta either."

Chariclo could not stand the sight of Atalanta, whose fingers were especially sore, crying so pitifully, but Chiron's will was strong.

"If she cannot break through the walls she has built for herself now, Atalanta will be her forever. She will have to live tied to her past that she is holding on to!"

"But...But..."

What mother in the world could remain silent even after hearing her daughter cry?

Atalanta's bitter cries felt as if her entire heart had been torn apart.

"Look over there. "Dianeth, that child is also losing his hand."

As Chiron said, Dianes lifted her feet from Atalanta's lap and slowly retreated.

"Hehe, what did I say? Let's believe it."

"Ah..."

Is that all?

She even stretched out her hand to help Atalanta, who was falling to the ground and crying.

Even though Chiron had previously seen Atalanta's mistake as a very insulting and fatal target for a man, Dianes was showing magnanimity as a winner and generosity and mercy as a hero.

"From the moment I first met him, I thought he was as caring as his passion for winning. Thank goodness. With this, Atalanta's wounds..."

"...Hey, Chiron?"

"Yes?"

"Is something strange?"

The two men and women pointed to by Chariklo with puzzled faces.

Dianes, who helps Atalanta up and shakes her shoulders, is truly a model of a hero...

"Omg!"

"Chiron?!"

For some reason, the corner of Chiron's mouth twitched at Dianes' smile, which gave his heart a chill just by looking at it.

That smile.

It's definitely the smile I saw before turning Artemis's outfit upside down on the island of Pathos...!

"Ma'am, please stay here for a moment. "We need to stop that kid quickly..."

-Boom!!

Chiron hurriedly tried to stop Dianes, but the roar that shook the Colosseum had already silenced everything.

Zeus must have been angry at the sound that sounded as if it had been struck by lightning. Everyone looked at the sky and everyone slowly walked in the bright blue morning sky.

When I looked down, I saw those two at the source of the sound.

Atalanta fell backwards with a bright red lump on her forehead.

Diane was looking down at her as if she was pitiful, wiping her reddened forehead in front of her.

Later, Orpheus said that Artemis' hunter fell with a headbutt of enormous power, reminiscent of the sound of Hephaestus' hammer.

He recalled it as an awe-inspiring incident.

* * *

Atalanta's earliest memory was of being held in the shaggy-haired arms of her mother and nursing her breasts.

When her mother stood up on her own two feet, she felt as if a small garden had risen.

When her mother cried, the whole forest shook and a small typhoon arose.

Even the sharp-toothed leopard and the enormous wild boar turned into gentle sheep with just one touch from her mother.

King of the mountains, proud master of the wild.

Atalanta's mother was truly a strong being.

But when she whined because she was hungry, her mother held her in her soft arms and nursed her.

When she complained in her sleep, he carried her on his strong back and walked endlessly through her mountains and forests to soothe her.

Even after she was a toddler, even when she left her cozy den to explore her mother's mountains, her trusty back was still hers.

It was spring when we gathered and shared armfuls of raspberries covered in morning dew.

The summer when she licked the honey her mother brought under the cool shade of a tree, avoiding the scorching sun.

In the fall, I had fun hunting in a river crowded with plump salmon.

The winter when she snored in her mother's arms in a warm den, sheltering from the cold winter wind.

The memories of her life with her mother, before she was given the name Atalanta, were her most precious memories.

However, as she slowly grew older, she realized something strange.

Her hands were small and delicate, unlike her mother's sharp claws, and were neither shaggy nor mountainous like her mother's.

This was strange to her and she asked her mother, but her mother just smiled at her silently and carried her on her head and walked through her mountains.

Later, when Chiron took her and taught her human speech, Atalanta realized that her mother was an animal called a bear and she was human.

It is said that Artemis, the guardian goddess of the forest and her maidens, took pity on a young girl abandoned in her forest and sent her bear to take care of her.

Afterwards, when she grew up, it was her time. Chiron also informed her that Chiron had taken her away at the request of Artemis, and she was just confused.

For some reason, she woke up and found her mother had disappeared. The little girl was curled up in her den waiting for her mother.

To her, her world was her mountain range where she walked with her mother, and her life was her life in the forest where she walked with her mother.

She cried sadly and prayed to Chiron.

Just to let her go back to the mountains, to her mother's arms, that she doesn't need to be a hero or anything.

She just wanted to remain her mother's little child.

However, Chiron shook her head resolutely and comforted her.

'You are a great child. A child cared for by Artemis and loved by the Lord of the Mountains.

Are you planning to disappoint Artemis and the King of the Mountains, who cared for you so much?'

Chiron's words made her stop crying.

Yes, I am a child blessed by the beautiful and strong Artemis, the great bear who ruled the mountains.

The king of the mountains she remembers never prayed so weakly, and in the story Chiron told her, Artemis was a noble and proud hunter.

If I, who have received the blessings of such people, do not exalt their names, I would be dishonoring their love and blessings.

The nameless child who was the daughter of a bear became a female hunter named Atalanta.

The lessons of the forest and hunting she had learned from the Lord of the Forest were sharpened even further under Chiron's guidance, and the small heroes of her forest, filled with pride, looked at her shoulder, acknowledging her as the daughter of Artemis.

In this way, days filled with happiness as she trained herself and her pride as the daughter of Artemis continued.

Atalanta, who became more beautiful and stronger day by day, always ran through the mountains and forests. She hunted the fattest deer and wild boars and offered them to Artemis and the Lord of the Mountains, who returned to the constellations.

The Forest of Heroes and nearby countries were shaken by the fever of young people who yearned for such a beautiful female hunter.

Then one day, soldiers suddenly camped across from the Forest of Heroes and blocked the entrance, and their messenger ran to the entrance of the forest and announced.

"In the name of Iasus, King of Arcadia, Chiron, immediately restore his daughter Atalanta to the royal family!"

She was confused.

She is the daughter of Artemis. She was the daughter of a bear nursed by the king of the mountains.

But why is it that the king of Arcadia named Iasos is said to be her father?

It was nonsense, of course it was nonsense.

However, looking at the small heroes who suddenly became very excited when they were told to give up their comrades, and their teacher Chiron who seemed troubled by the sudden appearance of the army.

It seemed right for her to step forward and mediate her situation.

So Atalanta quietly left the forest at dawn, leaving only her letter to Chiron, and headed toward the Arcadian army's camp.

But she had no worries.

According to the teachings of her teacher, the soldiers of Arcadia were elite soldiers who were honorable and did not act recklessly.

If she responds with courtesy and pride as she was taught, they will also respond with respect and respect.

With such expectations, she appeared at the Arkady army camp.

Those expectations were shattered.