Greek and Roman Mythology

The currents that got up early in the morning covered the hair follicles of Perseus who was sleeping on the cart and stretched his base as he drank the fresh air in the morning.

"Ugh! Ahhh!"

You unwind and turn your neck once, then hold the handle of the cart and drag it quietly.

I move with care so as not to be as bumpy as possible.

The sky is clear, sunny and the road is cool.

You just have to walk.

As I was watching the clouds float round, I heard the sound of waking up in the background.

Perseus yawns and swoops around with his gummy eyes.

"Where are you? Here? Am I being kidnapped?"

"Don't be silly. Just take the bread out of the bag there."

"Yes."

Perseus searches the pouch and takes out his favorite bread.

You hear a murmuring and swallowing sound.

Grrrrr!

"Huh?"

Then came the thunder from the sky.

The current stopped the cart and looked up at the sky, thinking it was raining.

I remembered the word "dry lightning in the sky," but soon I realized that it was a mistake.

Two or two!

A bronze wagon led by two black cows is running through the sky.

The Bronze Wagon was descending from a high place, and every time the cow stepped into the air, there was a thunder sound.

Are you one of the gods Olympus? '

The back of the bronze wagon looked blurry, but it was too far away to confirm.

However, it is definitely true that a person who has such a mysterious wagon and a cow who can run in the sky cannot be a 'human' or 'alien.'

Then what kind of god?

Currents were seriously worried as they dragged the cart.

Goddesses rarely ride carts.

There is no goddess in the back of the owner who was riding the bronze wagon because he is a fallen man.

Except for Apollo's solar chariot, Zeus is idle and does not ride a wagon, except Hades and Poseidon.

Most of all, they don't have a Bronze Wagon or a Bronze Wagon.

"Is the blacksmith's god all that's left?"

Hephaestus, the blacksmith and god of metal.

It makes sense for him to ride around in a bronze wagon.

Perhaps the ox leading the bronze wagon was also made by the power of God.

Maybe it's made of iron or dark metal.

"Ana, I'm a genius. I can't believe you just deduced that! '

As he praised himself, the current shook his head in horror.

If Perseus had seen the cart behind him, he would have made quite an impression and assaulted him.

But where the hell is Hephaestus going?

If we go this way, we'll find Cayron.

The current pulls the cart faster.

"Ah! I see it!"

As Perseus said, you begin to see a tent and a large canopy.

Those who appear to be Centauri are training quite a lot.

Am I mistaken? '

However, the Bronze Wagon was nowhere to be seen if Hephaestos had not come this way.

When I arrived with the cart, my gaze was intense.

One of the Centaurs makes fun of four feet and approaches the current.

I felt a hot heat as I approached whether I trained hard so far.

"Blackhead... I see. Are you the one sent by Lady Artemis?"

"Yes, it is."

"Wait here for a moment. I'll tell Cayron."

The Centaur bows slightly and enters the largest barracks.

Perseus jumps off the cart and approaches the side of the current.

"Wow, you really are God's guide."

"Of course. You didn't believe me?"

"Of course! I thought you were joking!"

Centauri enter the tent with Cayron while Perseus and the currents quarrel.

Cayron was handsome in modern terms.

I had a beard, but it wasn't that covered.

He was skinning his head, and his body was covered in scars.

Plus... I felt like I was going to teach you so well for some reason.

"Welcome."

[I spoke with Cayron, a teacher who transcended the species. Increases Allstat by 5.]

A total of 20 stats rose in a single salutation.

This is ridiculous.

Currents were perplexed by that, but soon came to their senses and greeted them politely.

"Greetings. My name is Currency."

"Nice to meet you. But who's the girl next to you?"

Perseus takes a letter from his arms and delivers it to him.

Cayron glances at the letter handed to him from Perseus and seems surprised for a moment.

"I see. But what about the cart after that?"

"Ah... I got it from a band of bandits on the way here. I was going to throw it away, but he asked Cayron to take it."

"Is that so? Leuras, put that in storage for when you need it."

The Centaurus, called Leuras, nods and drags the cart away.

"You're coming with me."

"Yes…"

"Yes? What's wrong?"

"No..."

The size of the place should also be called a teacher.

A seed of truth.

Even the size of a penis is a big deal. That's like a fucking missile, right?

Suddenly, the currents remembered the names of the things they had.

At the time of Goblin II and the dictator play, I could feel Cayron and Perseus' gaze.

"……?"

To Cayron, who looked at him with a blank expression, the currents smiled awkwardly.

Currents and Perseus followed Cayron into the tent.

Inside the tent, there were many weapons hung on the cradle, but only one of them was great.

Cloves, Shortswords, Great Swords, Daggers, Longswords, Swords, Lances, Trident Spears, Hooks, Bows, etc. are decorating the walls.

They're not the only weapons.

There were tons of instruments such as Biffa, Harp and Flute.

Stuff that cannot be weighed by value.

"My treasures."

"Fancy stuff. Together..."

"That's right. My disciples get them on the road... or some stuff Hephaestus sometimes makes for them. Oh. Speaking of disciples..."

Cayron smiles lightly.

"I only raise the disciples I acknowledge. You can't raise anyone, can you? No matter how many heroes I've dispatched pointing fingers at God... Honestly, I can't make talented people do that. Even for me."

That's exactly what I said.

Currents nod gracefully at Cayron's words.

Even if Cayron is an excellent teacher, it will be hard if he doesn't have any talent.

Then you need Cayron's approval.

"So I will test you tomorrow. So rest and prepare for the day."

"Yes."

"Yes."

When Cayron told me what the current was thinking, the two of them replied.

Gurgle! Gurgle!

Then Cayron sprints out of the tent, startled by the sound of thunder.

The currents also went out with him without a word.

Outside the tent, two iron wools are touring the bronze wagon.

"Oh, damn it! Too excited, I guess."

Hephaestus.

I knew he had that ugly look, the god of blacksmithing, but he was like a man, not ugly at all.

He is also very tall and hammered every day, so his arm muscles are really thick.

The flows were greatly impressed by the muscle mass of Hephaestus.

"This is crazy! Can I make some more of these reinforcements?" Phew! "

"Good morning, Hephaestus."

"Oh! Cayron. How are you?"

Hephaestus has a fiery temper, and as Cayron greets, he quickly opens his face and raises his hands.

It looks very familiar.

Above all, no distance from each other?

"You haven't been notified... What brings you here?"

"Hahaha, I have something to ask you. Let's go inside... Huh?"

Without listening to Cayron, Hephaestus stops next to the current as he tries to enter the barracks.

And for a moment, I looked back at him, thinking about something.

"This is... hoho. You have something of mine."

He grabs the shoulders of the currents with an unexpected sound.

As he laughed, the currents felt a chilly sweat flowing from behind his back.

The same was true of Perseus, who hid behind the currents.

"Don't worry, I won't eat you. Come in with me."