Chapter 217 – Don’t Be Cocky About Royalty (1)
I am Hercules
He’s a monster hunter
Gigantes Slayer.
That’s why I’m not catching Gigantes, I’m not catching a monster that’s presumed to be Gigantes, and there’s no reason to catch a beast that has nothing to do with it – and that doesn’t even harm civilians.
“Wow, it’s a king’s order!”
“I’m not from this country, so why are you giving me orders? No one can give me orders. Except for the god Zeus.”
I am Zeus and I am Heracles, so why should I obey the orders of a human king?
Bang!
I lightly tapped the floor with my fist.
The shape of a fist was imprinted on the marble floor of the castle, and the ground cracked open.
“Why did you order me?”
“That, that’s…”
“Who threatened to kill the king?”
“…”
The king was silent.
I lightly brushed off the marble dust from my knuckles and bluffed the king.
“I am a hunter, but I am not a hunter of any beast.”
“…”
“So don’t give me orders that way again. It just makes me feel dirty.”
“That, that’s it.”
As I slowly applied pressure, only then did I begin to open my mouth.
“God appeared in my dream and told me to give you an order…”
“Ha, which god?”
“That, that’s it.”
“I don’t even know which god it is, so you’re following orders? How can a god hide his existence his?”
“M-be careful what you say! It’s blasphemy!”
The king was genuinely terrified.
“It’s good to disregard the majesty of a king! But you mustn’t blaspheme! A man must not blaspheme any god other than Zeus, whom you respect, or Hera, who gave you glory! Even though!”
I don’t know where the god I met in my dream was, but he was genuinely afraid, as if he had threatened the king very well.
“God hid his name for a reason! Do not doubt God, Hercules!”
“Are you afraid that my blasphemy will bring Thebes into trouble?”
“That’s right…! What if God gets angry and brings disaster on Thebes!”
“I’m really curious about that god’s name.”
“Huh!!”
King Creon trembled on his throne, holding him by the back of his neck.
My blood pressure was on the verge of rising, and I felt sorry for bothering an old person.
“Kuhmm. But I can’t yield what I can’t yield to. If that god appears again, then beg him to appear in the dream of Hercules instead of the king. I have no intention of following a god who doesn’t reveal himself.”
“Hey, Hercules!!”
“A god who hides himself may be a god. But from that god…”
Speaking of this, might Thebes be overthrown?
Still, if it were the god who bothered King Creon, not the other person.
“If it smells like a chicken coop, ask me to come see you.”
If it’s Gaia.
I have no intention of doing what Gaia wants.
* * *
-A giant wild boar appeared on Mount Erymanthus.
– Wild boar? It must be delicious.
– They said it was a wild boar that killed people.
– Then, I’ll go get him.
I immediately went hunting for the hot information that had just come in.
Regardless of whether King Creon was overthrown or not, whether or not a calamity descended on Thebes, I immediately packed up my things and set out on a journey to Mount Erymanthus.
One problem.
“Tsk.”
That there are people following me.
After catching the lion of Nemea and killing the hydra, there was another problem about attracting people’s attention.
‘Being famous is also a mask.’
Aggro is attracted.
Those who follow me out of curiosity, those who follow me out of fandom, and those who have malicious intent follow me.
How does Hercules hunt monsters?
For those who approach it with such curiosity, I am willing to give them detailed instructions on how to deal with the monster.
If the hunter doesn’t die with my explanations and instructions, it will be of great help to humans and mankind.
Does Hercules really catch monsters by himself?
If there is someone who approaches with such curiosity, I will show you how to defeat the monster very nicely alone.
Of course, rather than the brutal, savage and primitive fighting style like when you caught a Nemean Lion or a Hydra, you will fight in a way that makes everyone admire and say ‘Ohhhhh’ in a more cool way.
Is Hercules really a man who can kill monsters?
If anyone has such doubts, it will just make it clear that these muscles are not bluffing.
No matter how much I fight off the thieves who raid my room, humans cannot help but suspect anything unless they see it with their own eyes.
So if I show them my majesty directly, they will know.
Well, that’s just what I’m trying to do so far.
The analogy might be a little strange, but if a friend I know had sex with a white virgin in her 20s, she would want to see her face at least once out of curiosity.
It has been the case so far that people approach with the meaning of wishing a friend well with pure intentions or wishing for friendship with a friend.
Then what about the rest?
Everyone is aiming for me.
“Tsk.”
“Why, why do you do that, Hercules?”
“It’s nothing. That, how far did you talk?”
“We talked about how to deal with a monster bigger than yourself. If ranged attacks don’t work, about close combat.”
“Ah, yes. I shouldn’t have thought of fighting back with force…”
While on my hunting know-how to hunters who have become like my followers, I am thinking passing deeply about the many people who follow me through multitasking.
“Ohh, indeed! Winning by force is not the only skill…!”
“The biggest difference between humans and beasts is that they use tools. If that’s the most appropriate tool to capture the beast, there’s no need to say more.”
“Oh oh…!”
There’s no way I’m angry when there are people who admire me so innocently.
These people are not trying to bother me, but they genuinely adore me and follow me.
When a man in really good shape goes to the gym to exercise or teach others how to exercise, how can he not hate it when others sneak up on him to see, listen, or directly ask for help?
There are times when I don’t like it.
Those who mingled in the crowd and tried to steal something from me somehow.
One type is those who want to raise their name in the Great Trial of Cadmus by even raising a spoon when I go hunting later.
– No, why not single hunting!
-It was Theseus who defeated the boar, but among those who went with him, he shot an arrow and hit the boar…
-How strong is that arrow!
– A principle is a principle. Even though they didn’t mean to be together, it’s considered that they hunted together…
– Fuck!
Theseus said
He told me exactly what had happened to him.
The stake in the hunt was 100%, but some crazy guy put a 0.1% spoon on it and the name Spunius or something stuck under his name his.
There are many such spunius here too.
And to the extent that I would rather think of those guys as medicine, even trashy guys follow me.
“Well…”
“Why is that?”
“Get away, you guys. Don’t approach within 1m of my body.”
“…”
There are people who spy on me pretending to ask questions about hunting.
There are those who are trying to find the inner layer of the Hydra that is hidden somewhere in my body.
I didn’t have one, so I just went to Lerne Swamp and shouted at them to release the Hydra seal and bring it out again, but even after I said that, there were still people who judged that I was lying and came after me .
Smart guys.
I have never officially used the hydra’s poison, but since I just caught the hydra, there are people who come after me, thinking that it must be hiding the hydra’s poison.
“Is the sun going down soon?”
And one class.
“Um. Then we’re going to camp here soon…”
“Oh, Heracles says he’s camping!”
“Prepare for camp!”
A really troublesome class followed behind me.
“…Under.”
“Put up the tent! Light the fire! Prepare food for Hercules to eat!”
“Start with a cot! Make a comfortable place for Hercules to sleep!”
It’s convenient.
Even if I don’t prepare anything, they set up a tent in this clearing in the forest on their own.
The problem is that those who set up the camp in earnest are not hunters, but ‘soldiers’ who followed me.
“Oh, Hercules-sama. Are you uncomfortable?”
“…”
Thebes soldiers.
These are the soldiers that King Creon gave me, to be precise, for the woman who followed me.
Blonde hair.
Big tits.
She wore comfy clothes for the long trip, but her body was so voluptuous and beautiful even though it was covered by her clothes.
“Princess Megara.”
“Yes, Sir Hercules.”
“Are you planning to share the bed again?”
“Of course. So, wouldn’t Hercules feel that way?”
Sigh.
Megara gave me a bewitching smile.
“God told me to conceive Hercules’ child.”
“…”
The eldest daughter of King Creon.
Princess of Thebes.
Megara.
Now, she is using her oracle to seduce me.
With blonde hair that is too familiar, with blue eyes that are too familiar.
“Is that the fate given to me?”
With all too familiar words.
“If you don’t impregnate me, Thebes might perish?”
Who.
Opening her pussy and threatening to have sex.
