Chapter 557 – 556. Welcome to Hell Britain (6)
-Poseidon’s Realm-
As I descend into Poseidon’s realm, I feel Hestia stroking my head and watch as she giggles quietly. The reason is what I said earlier while watching what I was talking about with Haemin. Naturally, he brought up the story of his father asking him what he was going to do tomorrow, encouraged Haemin, and praised Haemin for doing a good job after giving him a chance to get back on his feet.
Hehe- by any chance, it’s not unpleasant, is it?”
“It’s not unpleasant… I’m just embarrassed.”
“Still, I never thought I could say that. I want to look back on my failures and prevent the same thing from happening again.”
Mortals must continue to live, move forward, and move towards tomorrow.
Right?”
“… That’s right. I couldn’t do that.”
I experienced deep despair, and at the end of it, I became a star monster and became corrupted. Naturally, that regret is still eating away at me. And…
“You can do that too.”
“… I-“
And, before I could say anything, Hestia put her finger on my lips and smiled mischievously.
It’s okay. Even without saying it, he said it was okay and that he understood. This beautiful hearth goddess smiled as she approached me and placed her lips on mine.
“I know what you want to say, but at the end of the day, you want it too, right? That’s it. Words have power, you know. And… I’m sure you can make it happen. .”
I get a lot of her strength from her in many ways. Ilias, and Hestia. I feel like I have been healed by these two in many ways. Liz might get quite upset when I say this, but the years and experience she has lived as a goddess are much longer and more mature.
And now, riding on the shoulders of Dagon, who is swimming in the sea, he is heading to Poseidon’s territory with numerous Deep Ones and mermaids behind him, and Poseidon is also facing him by summoning numerous sea creatures and sea monsters.
They give each other a distance where their attacks can’t reach, and stop.
Of course, I came here today…
“… Reconciliation, and survival, and peace. Those are good words, but really.”
-… I don’t know if I’m off-topic, but do you… Believe in Poseidon?
“If you don’t believe, nothing will change and nothing can be achieved… If you think it will work and don’t do it, nothing will happen. And anyway, it’s the same on the other side.”
However, I don’t know what the secret behind it is, but I have a good idea of it. It’s the same as hiding a dagger from each other, and deciding whether to wield this dagger or not is also determined by each other’s attitude.
Hestia’s words of wanting to save her brother and her desire to believe in her brother.
And…
I responded to that.
Even if it is stained with betrayal.
…
Even if you get hurt by that betrayal.
“And, just being suspicious doesn’t change anything. I accepted this action because I trust my woman. That should be enough to answer the question. Is there anything else you want to ask?”
-No. Even though it’s presumptuous… Thank you for your reply. However, even though we were supposed to meet, he came quite late.
I understand Dagon’s dissatisfaction.
Well, I told you to come here, but the owner hasn’t even looked at me for an hour, so I’m just upset.
Considering the cries of others who are trying to stop my sister who still wants to run here, it is such a huge disrespect that it would be okay for Shubniguras to come down at any moment and come to rip off her head.
Especially among transcendentalists, time commitment is gold.
Coming late and being rude is no different from wanting to fight.
Nevertheless, there is only one reason to persevere.
It’s because of Hestia.
I who have killed the gods of Olympus with my own hands, who have killed her own brothers, or her nephews, all I can do for her is her bond, those she can save, and her life is hers.
I wanted to save you.
“I didn’t think he would come quickly from the beginning, and above all, this is Poseidon’s territory. The owner is showing off like a master and says he will come, so I just need to be a bit pretentious and wait.”
And then I buried my head in Hestia’s chest. Feeling the soft feel and warmth of Hestia, I stroke her head as she naturally embraces me.
“Hehe, you fool. Did you want to be that foolish?”
“For a man, breasts are important.”
Well, if Evey sees it, she must have the dignity of a king! And you will say that. It’s cute to even say that, but the throne doesn’t really mean anything to me in the first place. He was just designated as the next candidate, and that’s why he rolled over and over again like a dog.
Past life, rewinding past, future, and present are all intertwined, one of the ingredients to create the Vice King of Chaos called [Yog-Sothoth].
And…
Even if I became king that way, I don’t feel that great, and my memories of Demon Sultan are fragmentary,
Just a blank page itself.
He was just playing with me.
That’s just it.
And, I was just doing my own thing.
Even if the body is destroyed, death in the true sense does not come.
That’s right, even if you destroy the Demon Sultan of one dimension, there are 999 Demon Sultans in another dimension.
I feel like I’ve become more sentimental for a moment, and in the meantime, I’m in Hestia’s arms and enjoying the hug.
“What are you doing in your father’s realm, Yog-Sothoth? Are you going crazy and being a bitch?”
It’s Triton.
Oh, well, all I remember is that I attacked him with Aegir in Atlantis and got beaten up like a dog and ran away. Naturally, I remembered that and decided to grin and laugh at Triton. Above all, does he know who the woman in front of him is?
A piece of trash that couldn’t even get to the top of the 12 gods.
And before I could speak, Hestia gently held my head and smiled, putting her finger on my lips.
“… Hestia.”
As if he was asking me to leave it to him. And, I respond and leave it to Hestia.
Hestia speaks to Triton in a soft but stern tone.
“Triton, he is Hestia’s husband.”
“… Yes? But, Aunt-“
Triton is the descendant of Poseidon and Amphitrite. Naturally, Hestia would become his aunt. When I call her my aunt and try to explain in detail why she treats me so rudely – Hestia narrows her eyes.
… It’s rare for something like this to happen, but it seems to have been unpleasant in many ways.
“He said he was my husband, Triton. So, don’t be rude anymore.”
“… Okay, well. So Dagon, you too, calm down. And, your descendants too.”
-… The king was insulted. Are you telling me to put up with that?
“At least not now.”
There are monsters behind Triton as well, but there is something bigger than that behind me.
-Krrrr
Jormungand.
The mechanical snake was growling from behind, dozens of times larger than the giant sea monsters that Triton had dragged behind, and of course, if we wanted to have a dog fight here and now, there was nothing we couldn’t do.
“I came here to stop fighting. Is it okay to fight? Even if the owner calls a guest and shows rude disrespect, we have to wait as long as we can.”
-… It could be a trick.
“What’s wrong with being deceived? If you’re being deceived by your wife.”
It’s easy to start a mess, but it’s hard to end things peacefully. I comfort Dagon quietly. Naturally, it looks at me with strange eyes, but I don’t really want to be admired by it. And…
“Okay, how long does the owner of that place plan to keep guests here? At least I didn’t come to fight, but to make peace through the mediation of the ‘goddess of the hearth’…
It’s not much fun if you keep taking time like this.
“
This is true in reality as well.
I can bear with it after looking at Hestia’s face, but since I’m so angry at the shitty nature of these Olympus gods in many ways, I’ll guarantee the territory, so I’m here to tell you not to bother me anymore, but it’s crazy to take so much time and watch the liver. It’s so bad.
In fact, Hestia was also quite embarrassed by Poseidon’s time-consuming behavior, and at the same time…
“Poseidon, what is he doing that is still keeping his guests waiting outside?”
She was speaking quite forcefully for her age.
Abby is scolding me, asking me what she is doing, making me wait like this.
Just making Hestia, one of the 12 gods of Olympus, wait is quite rude, and despite being a descendant of the same Kronos, it is quite rude to commit such rudeness.
Even though Zeus was the strongest, Hera was a descendant of Cronus, so Hera was upset and said that I was also a descendant of Cronus and could do the same things as my mother, and when I think about how she comforted him, she was upset. It wouldn’t be strange if another [Zeus] Was born to kill him.
Maybe it’s because he killed his father and took his place, but he’s also sensitive to that.
Well, anyway, we are the same descendants of Kronos, so whether you will treat me like this has various meanings.
Are you really going to make a life-or-death decision?
“… Well, father… He said that preparations are needed to welcome guests.”
“… Get ready.”
It smells bad. I don’t have much faith in Poseidon, but at the same time, seeing as it took a long time, the smell of shit wafting out, I don’t think it will end well. And…
“Triton, do you ever want to become the king of the sea?”
In times like this, I tend not to think and just throw a quick ball.
I like having a battle of wits, but if the other person is using a meaningless tactic, it’s also a good idea not to respond.
“… What!?”
“That’s just the literal meaning. And, I can make it happen. And, I have come to the end for peace. The ‘kingmaker’ who makes the son follow in his ‘father’s footsteps and become an outstanding ruler of the seas. I can do as much as I want.”
“… I-I won’t listen to such things!!!”
Naturally, the word ‘succession’ itself has no meaning, but its meaning changes when heard by the rightful successor or eldest son. That’s what I said here, and it goes without saying, but the fact that Triton, the son of Poseidon, heard that, is the same as saying that I will put you in the position of Poseidon.
And, if you listen to it, you are threatening Poseidon, whether you like it or not.
“But, you already heard it? And, you must have heard it now, Poseidon. What if you even ride the god demon Arion and show off your force like this?”
Crumbling!!!
A divine beast in the form of a giant horse appears as a whirlpool swirls in the sea.
God Demon Arion.
And on top of him was a muscular man with blue hair and a long beard. And he even took out the trident in his hand.
It was a size comparable to that of Jormungand, and I welcomed Poseidon with open arms.
“I thought I would get tired of waiting. I thought I would leave this thing standing outside for about a year, but it came out surprisingly quickly. Right?”
“Stay away from that evil tongue, Yog-Sothoth, before I cut it off.”
“Oh, can I cut it? I was grateful in many ways at Atlantis, and there are friendly ‘greetings’ we should share, but at least I left this matter to the [Wife] Next to me, and she made suggestions to you and me. I did.”
“Huh, a suggestion? And, you listen to other people?”
“You can’t even listen to the descendants of Kronos?”
“… Listen pussy.”
What would happen if you said something that denied your own legitimacy? Anyway, if you are thinking about ascending to the throne or becoming the king of the gods, you have to pay more attention to its legitimacy, and of course, if you ignore Hestia’s words here, you are a bastard with a pedigree who doesn’t even recognize your brothers and sisters! It’s like they’re advertising themselves.
If you request to talk to your own brothers and sisters, brothers and sisters born and raised by the same father, in that name, and you ignore them, that will also be a huge blow to legitimacy.
This arbitration case is also Hestia’s story, and I will only accept it if Hestia speaks and listens.
The will has clearly been expressed.
“For your information, if you accept Hestia’s offer,
I also stop any further hostile actions.
“
“Huh, did you take some kind of medicine?”
“I took the medicine called love.”
Why is it so surprising?
It was something I did because I trusted Hestia, and of course, I didn’t raise my fist in front of these fucking bastards just because of Hestia.
“…”
Poseidon’s eyebrows twitch in displeasure. And, I repeat, I really hate these. I’m not a bigot enough to forgive the bastards who immediately poisoned the entire territory, told me they had the antidote, and plotted to kill me by tearing me alive.
But…
“I’m not so much of a bastard that I ignore and look down on my wife’s words.”
As she asks me to save her brothers and sisters, all I can do is press down and endure, following the plea of her Olympus’ only conscience.
“I see, if it’s Hestia’s words, there’s no reason not to listen.”
Well, it’s good.
Anyway, I’ve already shown all the goodwill I can show here. And in order to criticize Poseidon, who was annoyingly trying to manipulate people, he brought up the story of [Succession] To Triton, and…
Poseidon was scratched by it and came right out.
Branch here.
According to Poseidon’s actions, I have already informed Hestia of what will happen with a high probability.
The story told by Hestia.
And…
As the son and daughter of Kronos, a proposal to bring peace. There are two reactions to that proposal.
The first is to bring Hestia and me together.
The second is-
“Okay, let’s listen. But Yog-Sothoth, you stay here.”
If you try to isolate Hestia and me like this.
And I laughed and laughed-
At the same time…
Hestia-
-… Keep this in mind. If I tell you to send me alone, Poseidon has no intention of accepting this peace from the beginning.
As he recalled what I had said, he had an expression of extreme despair. Because the lust for Hestia contained between those eyes was visible.
And…
I remember once again.
Hestia is so pretty that all the male gods of Olympus woo her.
And these guys always forget.
What these things are going to do is already visible on my palm, like a palm print.
“If you’re going to listen to my sister’s story anyway, you know there’s no need for you, right? It’s a matter between brothers and sisters.”
Yes.
Just try to smile now.
Because I’ll probably never smile again.
