Greek and Roman Mythology

After the morning was bright and I finished my breakfast somehow, I saw Erin and the men who brought them to me.

They were all wearing black hoods, but their faces were all coming out.

"Are they?"

"Yes, they're all from Athens."

At Erin's words, the currents murmur and stroke her chin.

There were various ages from young girls to middle-aged men.

As soon as Erebos favored them, they became obstructed with the aging of the cells and had a long lifespan, so they could figure out roughly when they met Erebos.

Many of Erebos' followers were wondering why the currents summoned them.

"If you're from Athens, can you swear on the Stix?"

"Yes, Lord."

"Good."

The current opened an inventory in the air.

The one who put his hand inside the hole in the air and pulled it out was a gummy sword.

Except for the royal sword, the blade (blade) part, it was made of gold and decorated with jewels.

The current glances at the sword once, grabs it in reverse and plunges it deep in front of him.

"Do you want this sword? Then pull it out and prove it. I have Athenian royal blood."

They hesitated.

It's because I wanted to know what was going on.

To provide them with a motive to move, the currents threw rice cakes.

"If you draw your sword and prove it, I will give you the blessing you have not yet bestowed on the holy woman. What do you think?"

I heard Erin next to me say, "Ah..." but once she said that, 30 people swallowed her saliva.

They knew the power of God's blessing.

Typically, the blessings of the saints Erin and Ezekiel were publicly spread among them.

A man comes out, bowing his head.

"Glory to the Lord."

He was very strong with his muscular physique, even though he assumed.

He sighs and exhales and gives his whole body strength.

"I'll try it myself. Aaaaahhh!"

Like any English legend, it's not a sword stuck in a rock, it's just a sword stuck lightly in it.

He pulls out his sword as hard as he can, as long as his blood rushes above the muscles.

The sword in the ground was' lightly 'pulled out and he stabbed the calf in the butt.

A loud thump sounds to fit the size, but no one laughs.

"Ha, ha, ha! I draw the sword, Lord!"

"Well, prove it."

"... Yes?"

The current sighed.

Your brain is full of muscles.

"Did I stick my sword in the ground enough to reach the sack? It's just a light stake. It doesn't make sense if you can't pull it out. And you remember every word I said? I told you to draw your sword and prove it. Next!"

He looks down at the sword in his hand with his sad eyes, sighing and handing it over to the person next to him.

The current notices that the sword is still not responding, and the blade is now starting to grip on its own.

A faint glow flashes from the royal family sword as the four of you pass by.

However, the current shook its head because it was so faint.

But I felt like I knew how it was thanks to you.

When light rises from the sword, it means you have royal blood.

A faint but luminous blade is handed over to the man behind the disappointment.

"Hmm..."

After that, there was no light so that 18 people could pass.

I was expecting the remaining 12, but if none of them reacted to the royal sword, I had to choose the one who emitted the light faintly.

And out of those 12, there were two people who were most anticipated by the current.

One was a man of the same age between a young man and his uncle, and the other was a woman who felt like a tough haircut and a blacksmith.

And a little while later, it was the man who was watching the currents.

"Oh!"

The moment I was handed the sword, the royal family shed a dazzling black light.

Dozens of times brighter than the faint light from the third man.

"Okay, you hold. Pass it on."

The woman who handed over the sword also came to light.

The intensity of light, which was hard for both of them to block superiority, was enough to emit elasticity from those who were watching around.

From those behind, the sword does not react.

"Just the two of you, let's take care of the rest."

Twenty-eight people gave birth, and one man and one woman stood before the current.

Currency reached out to the woman.

For a moment, I tried to reach out my opposite hand, whether it was a handshake or not, but I regained my mind and handed over the royal sword.

I lost my light completely when I came into the hands of the colorful royal family's black currents that were emitting a bright light.

The royal family's sword bites darkly as it draws a little darkness.

I felt like I was falling apart.

As you become a god, darkness appears and reacts with just a simple thought, as if you were a part of your body.

Looking down at the dark royal sword, the currents swirl lightly, creating dust on the floor and removing the darkness.

"Okay, do you know what this sword is?"

"Yes. It's the Sword of the House of Athens."

How do they know?

"A sword seen by the lucky citizens of the royal family of Black Athens. Sometimes he wears it on his waist during festivals when he sacrifices. But... I'm surprised you have this. A sword passed down from the House of Athens for generations..."

"I killed the king and took him. It would be easy to tell if you knew it was a royal sword, anyway."

Currently, he smiled and looked at them.

However, on the contrary, their faces hardened.

"Are you sure you want to swallow Athens?"

"Is it possible? We need to get you settled. Wouldn't it be better to take it away than start with a barren land?"

"And by giving us this royal sword..."

The currents shook their heads.

"Wait, I'm not giving it to you two, I'm giving it to one. How am I supposed to give it to both of you if it's one black? Now, choose. Either you two talk and choose one to help him, or you can win the battle with your swords."

There is only one black and two recipients.

I had to choose between the two.

The two of them looked at each other at the words of the current.

Maybe he's trying to solve it by force, not by talking.

Interestingly, the man sighs and raises his hands.

"You mean surrender?"

"Yes."

"Don't tell me a woman can't say something like that?"

"No, I know the fountain. I know that I'm not fit for a king, so I'll just support Tess and take her throne."

"Do you know each other?"

"We all know the name. Tess is a very strong woman, and we're famous for it. He says," After Hercules, he's the strongest. ""

Tess scratches her head in shame at the man's words.

So strong, after all, Tess decided to take the royal sword through concession.

"Thank you, Lord."

"Did I say Tess? Can you do it? A royal sword and the ability to help you... what's your name?"

You hand the sword over to Tess and ask for his name toward the man next to you.

The fact that a man doesn't tell his own name says so. I spit out the elasticity.

"Sorry, I didn't catch my name, my name is Ethanium."

"Sounds like a mineral name... Anyway, Tess, Ethanium. What I'm about to entrust to you is not going to be easy. Irresponsible, I'm telling you to throw a sword and swallow the country. I'm sure it will be possible with the help of the others."

I leave things close to impossible to the two in front of me.

After releasing the royal sword and the blessings of the royal family, we order you to take control of a giant country called Athens.

"What do you think? Can you do it?"

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One of my favorite cartoons on Naver Webtoons.

Sound of mind, mind, Nightrun.

Among them, what really amazes me is the Nightrun.

Anyway, I think it's kind of fun when you go to a world where the currents are nitrous.

Defender of the Empire - Dahandert Lang, Paratrooper Golems.

And then... Well, if there's one of those things that's gonna come out, it's gonna be pretty powerful... Hmm.

From the comments, it's just ridiculous...

What should P.S. Erebos' followers be named...?