Greek and Roman Mythology

"Condition?"

"Yes, I don't want to marry anyone."

"Nothing... would that be enough, Currency, wouldn't he?"

Iassos sighs, thinking that Atalante, who saw his strength in person at Caledon, would know better.

I see a strong nose or pride or a willingness not to marry easily.

Iassos asks you to tell her the terms, seeing her not answering anything he says.

Let's hear what the conditions were.

Then Atalante smiles in remorse as if he was caught and opens his closed lips.

"My terms are simple. I'm going to marry someone who beats me with pure running skills. But whoever loses to me... will have to hang. leaving the top and bottom of the identity."

"Oh..."

It's cruel, but how fast can a woman go?

Iassos smiles and gladly accepts Atalante's offer of cute amusement.

Pure running skills can take some time, but how fast can you go?

And Aeasos nodded, thinking we should give the currents the first chance to participate.

"Okay, I'll do that. Instead of accepting the terms, make sure you take responsibility for what you say if you lose. This... should be sent to the surrounding countries."

Talk to the nearest currents first.

Iassos says, "Do it with a face as confident as Atalante," and then disappears into the shadows.

And word spread the next day that anyone who wins a race with Atalante can marry her.

Instead, there was a condition that if you lose a race, you have to give up your 'neck'.

Yiassos told the group first before spreading the word, but he said he would be there in a week.

"Are you serious?"

"Yes."

"Stupid. If I stay that relaxed, who knows what kind of asshole will take my daughter?"

"It doesn't matter. No one can beat her anyway."

except for one. He thought to himself, refusing to sit on the throne and calling himself to participate in the race against Atalante first.

Atalante's agility, frankly, is faster than any of the humans.

As a purely human bloodline, it's just astonishing to have over 1000 agility.

The most surprising thing about checking out her stat was its agility, and the speed at which it raced with the wagon was assured that none of the humans could win.

In the original myth, "If you marry, you will perish." with the help of Aphrodite, the goddess of love and beauty, except for that one, 'Hippomenes,' who will marry her.

'I wonder what will happen.'

To be honest, the current was completely targeted at Aphrodite.

Likeability was already 100 and she is now a slave goddess to the currents.

I will open my legs wherever I want, and I will seek pleasure from myself.

No, it's not important. It's important that she help us defeat Atalante by giving Hippomenes a golden apple as in the original myth.

"It wouldn't matter if I gave it to him."

"Huh? What did you say?"

"No, it's nothing. What would you do if men lost in a race with Atalante?"

"Well... not to worry. I've prepared a fair trial just in case."

"Fair judgment?"

The real Hippomenes.

He frowned slightly and stood still in front of Iassus with no reply.

Iassos knocks with his hand near the bracelet on the throne, and the door opens.

Turning away, one Shadow brought in a handsome man.

Grey hair..... Let's just say he's handsome.

I didn't want to portray a man as handsome anyway, so I was just a handsome and handsome mom.

"To see the king."

"The author is Hippomenes, who will serve as judge this time. You'll never be as greedy or overturned as anyone else. Maybe."

"... maybe at the end? I don't trust you, trust you."

Even though Hippomenes came in, he didn't care about Iasus and Currency at all.

No, just looking at his face and letting him talk to each other like a paralytic.

Hippomenes is angry at the position of ignoring her, but she and their identities are overwhelming.

I just spend this time thinking quietly about the hunchback.

"Hmm, well, I don't know if I need judgment, but I'm sure it's better than nothing." So when do you want to start? "

"It's a track. Do I need to be prepared? Just start on the road. Oh, no..."

Iassos strokes his chin and stops speaking.

When I think about it, I've written scary words that say, "If you lose a race, you'll cut your throat." But a lot of people say, "Oh, would you? 'I will challenge you.

People who are beggars, gamblers, and degenerates may dream of a life reversal.

"That's too bad. Should I pay for it?"

I thought I didn't know if it was salty or salty, but soon I shook my head.

The tracks are packed outside anyway.

You don't have to spend money to make it. Instead, you lose if you finish the race earlier than you think.

"I'd better have an executioner in place."

"I see. That's a lot of... no, that's a lot of gold."

While trying to say it smelled blood, the currents corrected the horse.

In this game, I realized later that even when I cut a man's head, gold dust is not spilled, but blood is spilled.

After all, I empathize with Iasus' words, and the current stares at the dazed Hippomenes and bows its head to Iasus.

"?"

"I'll be going now. There must be an executioner, and the challengers who will be gathered from tomorrow don't need to be with me because the king is concerned about the selection. The tracks are just outside the walls, so you don't have to rebuild them."

"Well, yeah. All right, back off. Ah! … hmm, no. Rest well, Hippomenes. Stay back. In the meantime, there will be no work to be done as we have to conceal our intricacies among the many challengers."

"Very well, my king."

The current that saw Hippomenes smiling as if he was finally retreating! I laughed.

I think I should learn how to look after that guy's face first.

The flows along the Hippomenes also left the room.

Since then, the preparation of running races for marrying Atalante has been rapid.

More than I thought, I had to select people who were really good at running because there were so many challengers.

Since there were so many people chanting for the relief of life, the reversal of life, the attendants of Iasos picked the fastest men to be ten trillion.

A total of 360 people were selected from the group, of which the group was selected to cover the final 15 people.

One day passed, picking 15 people out of 3600, and the next day he and his death squad came out to the place where the Atalante race took place.

The place she left was a clearing 500 metres from Arcadia, a total length of 300 metres.

Iassos made a race track with his own troops, so it was polished beautifully.

Atalante dresses in the best moveable outfit and ties her long pink hair with a strap.

Then I was jumping on the track and warming up, and those who were not selected in the final 15 around the race sat still to watch.

Despite wanting to riot, the Arcadian elite, Shadow, stood around in a heavily armed atmosphere.

"Gasoline, look at that hair. I like it a lot."

"Fool. Only the winner can hold her. You'll lose and have your head chopped off. Kiki."

"Tsk, tsk..."

"Huhuhuhuhuhuhuhu… If you just win! My father told me! It's the punch of life!"

"....."

Fifteen of the 3600 people who were elected and elected saw Atalante preparing for the race on top, revealing his desire.

After a while, they were dreaming of an unthinkable victory that their throats would fall.

And a gentleman approached them.

"Hmmm... I'm sure you all know that, but just in case. If everyone participates in this race from now on, we can't give up. So if you want to give up, now's your chance. If you want to lose your life, give up and walk away."

"Stop talking! Looks like they're not going to give up anyway. The order will be decided by the casting of this barrel here, and the referee of the race will be Hippomenes at the end of the 200m."

"Well, I'm not going to tell you the start sign, since you had a lot of experience in the preliminaries yesterday. Hmm... Did you say anything else? Well, I guess not. Good luck."

"Ah! I forgot, Princess Atalante will continue the game with a three-minute break after each match. Again, good luck."

And the lottery was sorted.

The person who picked number one laughed, thinking he would win.

Those who picked the back number wanted Atalante to drop their stamina first, as it could be faster.

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I think you ate the heat.

My body is moist and I have no will.

Ugh, it's so damn hot!

Thank the brides for commenting.... Be careful of the heat.... Oh, my God!