Me, Hydra

"Heh...don't think I'm going to pay you for anything."

As he said that, Hephaestus took the drawing and left the Great Temple.

Witnessing Hephaestus leave, Hydra shrugged her shoulders.

In a sense Hephaestus just simply liked casting, trying to get him to stop casting was probably no different than killing him, and I'm sure the drawings of the firearms would make him itchy.

As he thought about it, Hydra narrowed her eyes.

Firearms needed the world's recognition to appear in this world, and if Hephaestus couldn't even make firearms appear in this world, then Hydra could basically give up on researching about firearms.

As she thought about it, Hydra so-called shook her head.

Turning his gaze towards his own body, Hydra had originally planned to have Hephaestus build himself a giant armor, but because of the contract, it seemed to have become a delusion, after all, to create armor that could fit the length of Hydra's body... the raw materials alone were astronomical....

Just thinking about it, Hydra suddenly opened her eyes.

If she couldn't be allowed to wear armor... then it might be better to forge her body directly as a material....

As she thought, Hydra looked at the scales on her body.

In terms of physical strength alone, Hydra had the bloodline of the giant dragon Typhon, and there was no doubt about Typhon's strength, even the gods of Olympus could only seal Typhon under Mount Anat in Sicily in the end....

And more importantly, from Hades' tone, I'm afraid the sealing of Typhon was done with the help of the Primordial Gods behind it....

The other part of your own body outside of Typhon's bloodline is from the female snake Echidna, and because of this, the bloodline of Typhon in Hydra's body is not pure, and if it is possible to remove the bloodline that belongs to the female line from your body through forging....

As she thought about it, Hydra narrowed her eyes.

But quickly shook his head helplessly.

Although Hydra's body was strong, it wasn't as perverted as Typhon's. It was because of the neutralization of the maternal bloodline that Hydra's body was able to maintain its current integrity, and once the maternal bloodline was removed from his body, the violent Typhon's blood would probably rip Hydra's muscles apart in an instant.

"Unless..."

Holding the palm of his hand, Hydra's mind was filled with the image of a dragon, also because the body was too powerful, also because the body was ripped apart by the power...

But that dragon's way might be worth learning from yourself....

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Volume I: Text-92-Skahar and Hydra

"Dang, dang, dang..."

Swinging the hammer vigorously, Hephaestus nodded after carefully looking at the iron block in front of him.

Placing the iron block into the warm water, the crimson iron block made a grating sound as it hit the warm water.

Focusing his gaze on the hole in the iron block, Hephaestus slammed his hand on it.

"Well, if there's anything wrong with the hoe you can come to me, it's guaranteed to be returned."

As he said that, Hephaestus handed the hoe to the peasant-like Spartan old man in front of him.

Upon hearing this, the old man nodded, gently took the hoe over, and couldn't help but nod his head after trying it twice.

"Hephaestus you really are a good man ah, not to mention the price is fair, and the return and exchange and also did not cut corners, oh, almost forgot!"

As he said that, the old man took out an animal skin wine bag from his backpack.

"Here's a barley wine I just called in from the tavern next door, you've only been in Sparta a short time, I suppose? Our barley wine here is the most authentic~"

As he said so, the old man placed the wine sac on the table, and regardless of Hephaestus' courtesy, the old man picked up his hoe and left the smithy.

With a helpless glance at the wine bag the old man left on the counter, Hephaestus shrugged his shoulders.

Sitting on a stool, Hephaestus poured the barley wine from the wine sac into a wooden cup.

It had been a while since he had come to Spartan City, and although the smithy was in a corner of Spartan City, Hephaestus had a small reputation for relying on the craftsmanship of Hephaestus, the god of casting, coupled with low prices and childish prices.

After all, a blacksmith who could build a hoe more exquisite than a sword was simply a treasure in such times. But to the displeasure of the Spartan youths, Hephaestus just didn't build swords and weapons no matter what, at most he would build a steel rod to use as a gun barrel....

"Yo~ I didn't think you'd start drinking mulled wine too~"

As he said that, Cuchulain walked into the smithy.

"How about it, it's idle right now anyway, do you want to follow me to the river to catch some fish~"

"Eh...but I don't know how to fish..."

At the news, Cuchulain blinked, then waved his hand with a carefree face.

"It's okay, everyone has their first la. Besides, fishing can put you in a peaceful mood, it might help you with your casting~"

As he said that, Cuchulain left the smithy with Hephaestus by the hand.

There wasn't even a lock on the door.

But then again, a smithy that didn't even cast weapons didn't seem to have much to steal....

On the other hand, Skaha was in the basement library of Sparta, paging through his own forbidden knowledge about Greece.

"Apollo robbing his uncle Helios of the sun god's pallas, Artemis robbing his aunt Selene of the moon god's pallas...is all this true?"

Nodding, Hedra, who was sitting in a chair beside him, pointed grimly at the books in Skaha's hand.

"The book in your hand is the chronicle of Olympus since it became the theocracy of Zeus, and every major and minor event that occurred is recorded in the book. It is an absolutely fair and in no way biased record. Any good and evil deeds done by Zeus and the others are recorded in it."

Upon hearing that, Skaha nodded slightly.

"It's a bit surprising, but Zeus's really put a lot of effort into solidifying the regime of Olympus..."

As he said that, Skaha narrowed his eyes.

It could be seen from the events Zeus recorded in the chronicles that Zeus would never allow anyone other than his own family to join the decision makers... This meant that if he brought the two Celtic people into Greek mythology he would either become one of them by marriage or forever be a peripheral member to become a pawn in the charge....

Marriage....

"Ugh..."

Skaha gave a disgusted look. This one aside, Hydra was a little amused.