Greek and Roman Mythology

"Well, are you done already?"

Aphrodite opens the door of the wagon and says,

When the horses stopped as a statue, when the current got hit by Medusa and flew away, he didn't even snore even though he knew everything in the wagon.

"What, why are you looking at me like that?"

That's not a bad thing to say.

I don't know if it's a question or a part of it.

If your master fights, you should be worried about him as a slave.

I stayed safe in the wagon until the work was done, but I didn't complain, which makes no sense.

But Aphrodite smiled strangely, understanding what he wanted to say.

"Aha? You're complaining that I was in the wagon without any help!"

"I'm not."

"Hehe. What are you worried about? I can't let you die, can I? If I thought I was going to die, I would have helped you. And you said you didn't care about the petrification curse."

"Oh, hey. Even so. Knng."

"Aigoo... Are you frustrated?"

As Aphrodite clings to the body of the current with pride, the current shakes its head and slaps its tongue.

Medusa cautiously rises to her feet as she watches Cedric and Aphrodite talk.

"I, uh... who is this?"

"Yes? Oh, right. Medusa, say hello. This is Teddy, my slave."

"Is that a paddle?"

So you're a slave?

Medusa looked up at Aphrodite and was surprised.

There is no fear even when eyes meet you, and petrification doesn't work like a man.

Are these two gods?

"What are you staring at?"

"Oh, no, I'm sorry, you're so beautiful."

As natural as the goddess of beauty, Aphrodite laughs in ridicule.

No one will be offended when she says she's pretty.

Besides, I'm sure I'll be happy to know that he told me that.

Medusa stands pouting.

I'm glad you swore an oath to let me live, but I was worried about what he might ask for.

The current approached Medusa and sat at eye level.

"Now, would you do me a favor?"

"Anything I can carry."

"It's not that hard."

The currents lay their hands on their chin and stroke Medusa's head again.

Medusa's face turns red again.

"Hau..."

The shy face is really fun and cute.

A cute child like this will later be cursed by Poseidon and turned ugly.

Such a pity.

If I can stop it, I can stop it, but that's when the game goes on, Al.

The currents continued to touch Medusa's head, assuming it was a useless idea.

I forgot to say it because my soft hair feels so good and addictive and the reaction is fun.

"Oh, well, I... uhh..."

"Yes? Why?"

Medusa barely opens her mouth, blushing red as she continues to stroke her head, but the moment she hears the voice, the words don't come out right.

I rolled my eyes around in fear of encountering the currents.

I barely saw him, and I thought he was hunting, and then I thought he was scary.

Strangely, my heart is pounding like a violent workout.

"I, uh... Father, can I ask you a favor?"

Medusa cautiously asked.

I was nervous, but I want to cheer on the fact that I said it properly.

"Oh, right. I forgot."

"Stupid, I can't believe I forgot what to do with my hair... Phew."

Suddenly, Medusa's words sober up the currents, sighing and opening their mouths again, listening to Aphrodite's pint.

"I want you to let me meet your two sisters. Is that possible?"

"Yes? Well, that's not gonna work!"

Please let me see my sisters if I have to!

Medusa didn't want to kill the man in front of her.

Unlike her, her two sisters are very progressive, unlike what they look like.

It's natural to challenge each other's weapons every day. I choose to fight and kill adventurers who come to see Mayan sealed up as part of my daily routine. I'm strong and very skilled because I like fighting.

If you lead a man to his two older sisters, they will fight without having to see him, and in the end, the man will turn into a cold corpse without defeating them.

Medusa wanted to stop that.

The currents shook their heads with a questionable face.

"Why?"

"He might die."

"Hmm? It doesn't matter. So will you show me?"

I said, "You might die. I'm not lying. I'm telling you the truth! My sisters are not my dimension!"

The currents picked up and laughed.

"I'm not dying."

"Yes?"

"I'm not going to die. So don't worry. Just show me the way. You said you'd do me a favor if I let you live. You have to keep your promise."

"No, but..."

Medusa hesitated and struggled as she asked for guidance once more.

Then Aphrodite, who was worse than him, stepped out.

"Don't worry, she's a bigger fish than you think, and she doesn't die easily because some beautiful goddess is always watching."

"Are you sure? You're not going to die?"

"Yeah, you saw it, right? There's no such thing as a curse on the currents as Mayan."

"Yes..."

His name was Currency.

Medusa nodded positively at Aphrodite's words, thinking she had important information.

The curse doesn't work.

One alone significantly increases the chances of surviving two sisters, Steno and Eyrialle.

What's left depends on how good the current is.

And even if you don't guide your two sisters, you can meet them in a few hours if you follow the road.

I'm sorry for something so simple that I couldn't even ask.

"Are you sure you're okay with this?"

"Huh?"

"It's too easy. Let me ask you one more time. Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I don't care."

Medusa raises her right hand to the ground with her index finger.

Detection points to a wagon's path.

"If you go down this road, you'll get out. You knew, didn't you?"

"Well, yeah. Well, I guess I'll just have to show you the way, won't I?"

"Yes?.. Yes, I will!"

As Medusa responded vigorously and tried to move forward, Aphrodite grabbed Medusa.

Seeing Medusa tilting her head and raising questions, Aphrodite pointed to the wagon.

"Well, we're going to take that one."

"Huh? Ha, but the horses are stiff..."

Ooh, I wish I knew how to petrify you. And Medusa regretted it.

Aphrodite sat down with Medusa in the carriage seat, arguing that she didn't want to blame Medusa for crying.

As he looked at them, he stretched his arms out and touched the back of the petrified horses.

"Is that something telling me to pull the wagon? This behavior...?"

"Of course! Now, get rid of the Horse Statue and pull out the wagon."

"... you're forgetting you're a slave."

Currency shot Aphrodite and said.

Sooner or later, I started clearing up the horses, pouting to scold the goddess and smacking her ass.

I lightly lifted up the horse statues weighing more than 2 to 300 kg by force, then began to hold onto the horse and lead.

"Gosh, you're so strong."

Suddenly, I was amazed to see hundreds of kilos simply dragging out the wagon to go out.

"Right? Unlike what it looks like... you're strong at night?"

"Yes? Even at night? What are you talking about?"

"Oh, you don't know?"

While listening to the chatter of Medusa and Aphrodite, he dragged the wagon hard.

A man leads a wagon, and it is significantly slower than a horse.

However, after leading for about four hours, a number of statues along the beach came to my attention.

from people in various positions to horses and cows and dogs in the village.

These statues block the way through the wagon, so it is impossible to enter anymore.

Currents turned around and looked at Aphrodite and asked.

"What do you want to do?"