Chapter 143 – Beginning of Winter (6)
Demeter is crazy now.
To put it in a good way, he is in the sadness of not being able to see his daughter his, and to be honest, he is hysterical on a district level.
‘I really feel like I’m going crazy.’
The winter that Demeter brought to Olympus was beyond imagination.
It is standard for countless humans to die of starvation, and in places where Demeter passed, countless lives died due to the wrath of the gods.
For example, when Persephone (I look like Zeus) asked about the moment she was kidnapped, all the nymphs who were afraid of Hades and could not open their mouths died.
They are imprisoned in the ground forever, and no matter how much I say, I have no direct involvement in Demeter’s punishment.
My saving the nymphs could be seen as blaspheming Demeter and other gods.
Even if I didn’t mean to do that, other people can think of this and misunderstand it.
Leaving behind the nymphs imprisoned in the ground, I traced Demeter’s wanderings based on the testimonies of those who came down to the underworld and were put on trial.
“Have you ever seen a woman passing by?”
“Woman?”
“Yes. She is a woman with golden hair and the fragrance of Isaac.”
“There were no women. The only people who visited this place were old women.”
“Isn’t the old woman also a woman?”
“Brother, maybe…”
“It’s not like that.”
In preparation for an unexpected situation, I secretly grabbed the Astrafe and immediately shook my head.
If I called out the name that shouldn’t be called, I was determined to break the pot with Astrafe right away.
“There was an old woman with a hunched back. A gray-haired old woman wearing black clothes with a hunched back. He said that he had lost a child.”
“That’s…”
“But I think it might be that woman, a witch.”
“Witch?”
“That’s right. There was a house that accepted an old woman, and the child of that house made fun of the old woman and was cursed.”
According to the traveler, I went to a house that was said to be cursed.
As if the story of the witch’s curse had already spread, many people gathered near the house of a woman named ‘Misume’.
“What are you looking at! Did you see it?! Bastards, don’t leave me alone!!”
The woman, believed to be Misume, was brandishing a sword with an angry face.
She swung at people, but it was a threat to keep them from getting near her.
“Is this the place the witch is said to have passed through?”
“Who are you?”
“My name is Jujius, a priest who believes in Zeus.”
After putting on a suitable pseudonym, I cut through the crowd and stepped out in front of Misume.
“Please remove the knife, madam. I have heard the news.”
“Muh, step back…!!”
“Ma’am.”
I approached Misume and grabbed her sword with my bare hands.
“!!”
Of course, the blade did not cut my hand her.
While Misume was flustered, I quickly entered the room and sighed when I saw the child who was said to be cursed.
‘This isn’t a curse, it’s just a burn?’
“…”
The young man, who was not even a boy, had a red face.
Almost none of her original face her remained, but the wrinkled skin on her face her looked like the scales of a lizard.
“I heard that you were cursed, but what exactly happened?”
“…That bitch splashed the porridge I served her.”
That year.
I was distorted for a moment at that comment, but I endured it once and continued the conversation.
“My dear, could you tell me what you said to the old woman?”
“…Huh.”
“Will you tell me?”
“…I don’t know, fuck.”
The young man said nothing.
Naturally, my gaze had no choice but to turn to Misume.
“Tell me. What did your son say that the witch cursed?”
“Well, why are you asking that?”
“In order to curse, you need to know the background before casting the curse. How did the witch feel when she applied the curse, and what did she say when she applied the curse? If she doesn’t know that, there’s no way she can do it.”
“That, that’s…”
Miss Meh opened her mouth after her hesitation.
“…My son said, ‘I can’t even eat porridge properly, so shouldn’t I go see my son?’…”
“Her.”
Was the place where I was in fact not Olympus but Jammin E Land?
I exclaimed in exclamation at a fairly high-quality pad lip.
Yes, exclamation
Among humans, the one who made me genuinely angry has been a long time since I sent Pandora to kill humans with an infectious disease.
“Okay. That alone makes me understand what kind of curse I put. I’ll find a way to curse it. Only.”
I made a promise to Misme and her son.
“For the next 3 days. For a total of 3 days, do not come out the door no matter what. Okay? No matter what happens, do not come out the door.”
I left a clear warning to both of them.
And to those standing outside, to those who had come to watch to see that Misme’s child was said to be cursed, he spoke.
“Do not approach within a radius of twenty steps from this house. The witch’s curse may reach you.”
“Hee, hee…!”
Everyone who had gathered around them scattered.
I saw those who had just disappeared, knocked the ground with my foot a couple of times for a while, packed my things and avoided the seat for a while.
“Three days? Ha, I can’t stay still.”
If you are injured by a burn, you should just cool off at home.
Fortunately for Misme’s son, the porridge covered his face and made him look ugly, but he didn’t get pus or die from burns.
You can just splash water on it, cover your face with a towel, or apply cold compresses (no ice, but as cold as possible).
But can they really keep the ‘taboo’ I set?
“If humans are not supposed to do it, then they have to do it to get their instincts resolved.”
I climbed a top a hill overlooking the village and sat down for a while.
‘I have confirmed the traces of Demeter.’
Demeter was walking aimlessly.
Her destination is unclear, but I see her reverberation in the divine power she left behind.
If you follow her footsteps her on the ground and her scent her, you will soon be able to meet them.
Now is the time to punish the person who dared to go to hell with his son to an old woman whom he had never seen before.
‘Should I call someone until I wait.’
The moment he was looking for someone to comfort Zeus, an angry man.
Profit.
“Wow.”
Not even 30 minutes after I left, the door opened.
I saw that they were arguing about something, and it seemed that my son was about to storm out the door.
“Stop! Ascalabos! Stop!”
“It’s not even a disease! It’s just that the skin on his face has become like this! Damn the curse!”
Bang!
A young man named Ascalabos came out of the door.
Those who were vigilant around them were all frightened and pointed with their fingers…
“Don’t come out! Are you trying to move the curse?!”
“You’re talking like a curse!”
“The witch’s curse is clear! Misme, stop your son right now! You want to infect the whole village?!”
“Fuck, I’m talking shit and I fell asleep!!”
Ascalabos suddenly jumped out of the door, all the villagers were frightened and retreated.
“Witch’s curse?! She’s nothing like that! She’s just had porridge splattered all over her face her!”
“Son! No! Please, please come into the room!”
“Go away!”
Puck.
Ascalabos waved his hand roughly.
Then Miss Me fell on her back and was seriously injured, and I confirmed with her own eyes that my intuition was correct.
“The child’s mother is kind, but her son’s personality her is the opposite.”
Demeter would have taken the disguised old woman into the house and treated her kindly, but it must have been a situation where the rough-tempered son cursed at the old woman and was severely beaten.
No matter how trashy he is, a son is a son.
Since Demeter is also a mother of her children her, she would have done her insult her by turning her son’s skin inside out her.
“In my next life, I will be born as a mother and child again, but my son will have to drain the water from hell until his mother has another child.”
I lifted the Astrafe.
My will will be contained in their souls, and Hades and Persephone, who will judge them in the underworld, will read my will and render an appropriate judgment.
Reincarnation for Mother Misume.
For her her son her Ascalabos, may she live in hell until her mother her embraces her again.
And now.
“Ramjwi Thunder.”
Kwagwawang!!
A lightning bolt fell from the sky and landed on Misume’s house.
Before Miss Mega could even feel her pain her, I controlled her thunderbolt and killed her in one breath without her pain her.
However.
I wish I could taste the pain of my mother dying in front of my eyes, even for a moment.
“Chain Lightning.”
Paper weave.
The lightning that fell from the sky passed right through Ascalabos.
I put my hands together and put my palms together at the punishment inflicted on the two mothers and daughters.
“Heaven has punished you.”
* * *
While chasing the reverberation of Demeter, I encountered a goddess who came down from the sky.
“Hera?”
“I came down because I was worried.”
The red-clad goddess who came down in her less-than-usual outfit gently bowed on one knee in front of me.
“Demeter, how are you going to convince me?”
“Did you come down because you were worried?”
“Everyone is worried and fussed right now, fussed.”
Hera let out a deep sigh and shook her head.
“Everyone is in pain because of this cold ‘winter’, but it feels more sad because it’s like the sadness that Demeter feels.”
“Isn’t that why you’re chasing Demeter to comfort and convince her?”
“Can you convince me? Demeter, you look pretty precarious right now.”
“There is a way to all of that.”
“I was a bit anxious when my brother said there was a way.”
Hera crossed her arms and tilted her head.
“You’re not attacking with ignorance, are you?”
“Uh huh. Ignorance? There’s no such thing as ignorance in my dictionary.”
“Well, yes.”
“It’s all about thinking and attacking.”
“…What nonsense.”
“It doesn’t make sense. Of course it makes sense.”
If I violated this woman, would it really harm me or not?
If you make that judgment and attack it, can you really call it ignorance?
“Are you worried that I might pounce and make Demeter more angry?”
“…I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t worried.”
“Why?”
“Because my brother is Zeus.”
Because it’s Zeus.
Because it’s Zeus.
Those words started ringing in my ears.
I suddenly felt dazed by Hera’s words, and came to my senses with a pat on my cheek.
“Oh, I almost got persuaded.”
“So tell me. What are you planning?”
“Simple.”
Match.
I used the power of a god by sending electric shocks through my body.
And, with my changed image, I said just one word to Hera.
“■■.”
“…Ha, sex…”
Hera raised her thumb, her nose bleeding.
After a while
I went with Hera to the human kingdom where Demeter is supposed to be staying.
A place called Eleusis.
