Chapter 334 – 333. Lull (2)

There was something my adoptive father once said.

-Geumtaeyang, do you think it is better to move your body, or is it better to sit and greet people?

-After being fucked by people, are you telling me which of the two is better?

-I’m sorry. However, there will come a time when you painfully realize that just because you know how to speak doesn’t mean you can communicate with people. Especially if there comes a time when you can’t break the pot with your own hands.

-Will that day come?

-A lot will come.

At the time, I thought it was just a story that could be brushed aside.

I never thought there would come a day when I wouldn’t be able to break the pot.

Fuck.

Of course, the work is finished, and the story is in the midst of analyzing the fragment of the divine tree filled with divine energy received from Demeter.

And, in the meantime, I looked at Christine who was looking at me from the side, fidgeting like a scared puppy.

Well.

Anyway, there’s nothing we can do for the time being, and it’s time for Poseidon to go get rid of his feet later.

If you were to go to the sea adjacent to Macedonian territory to break Poseidon’s pot, how many things would you like?

Since it was the Underworld where no one was watching, it could be dealt with quietly. Poseidon would try to fight in the sea, and he would inevitably be noticed.

Above all, it is a word created after violating Demeter.

I will resist fiercely while riding the god horse Arion.

Well.

What should I do to deal with this?

The existence of stars in the sea.

We have found the sealed entity, and Charles’s words are difficult to attract to our allies.

-…It’s hard to beat Poseidon with just that guy right now.

The name of the sealed being.

That is [Dagon: Dagon]. Or a star entity belonging to the sea, also called Dagon.

He leads the Deep Ones, but unfortunately his power is weaker than that of Poseidon.

There will be an aftereffect of being sealed, and he immediately showed loyalty to me, but that alone is not enough to counter the divine power that Poseidon showed.

Well, it took Hades three days to defeat him in that area, but the place where Poseidon rampages is the sea.

There is a very high probability that the ground will be destroyed.

The entire ocean is his domain, and he needs something else that is more than enough to subdue that huge ocean.

The sea… The sea.

Hmm.

More about that later.

There was a note in my arms.

What the Carlos guy left behind.

-Talk to your sister.

…

There are so many different things, really.

Are you going to make all these little pigs and pass it all on to me? As Widi said, this remnant of Carlos is truly disgusting and irresponsible.

In other words, the person who only has those feelings has been reduced to waste, unable to be absorbed by me, buried beneath my consciousness with an independent will, and it is truly disgusting to see the scum that only crawls out when I give up and forget everything.

Christine’s anxious eyes are looking at me in many ways, not knowing what to do.

…

-Remember it well. The result of you giving up is me.

Are you saying it’s the price of forgetting?

I used it to sort out my complicated brain after seeing the chair of oblivion, but it was so abominable that it came out through the gap and started talking shit.

Anyway, it’s good.

“Christine.”

I am Clark, I am Kalos, and of course I am Yog-Sothoth.

“…Yes, brother.”

…I still feel awkward being called oppa.

To be honest, I also knew that people close to me were being reincarnated around me and regaining their memories.

In the case of Mira, my biological sister, she is literally a completely different person, but even if she had a past life, I wouldn’t care.

They say that who I am now is more important.

Unlike then, my hair is now pink again.

Hmm.

“What’s the matter?”

“…No. Nothing. It’s just pink and I have a lot of bad memories.”

“…Shall I change it?”

“No. It’s okay. There’s no need to change it.”

“If it’s what you want, I’ll change it-“

“…”

“So, please don’t leave me behind.”

I guess it’s Carlos’s dark side. It looks like he had a mental breakdown after seeing the debris.

Even though it’s like that, seeing that she wrote to me as [Kalos] And asked me to take care of her younger sister, it’s ultimately love and hate. Love and hate.

For me, right after I regain my memories, I am a complete stranger.

…

Well.

In that sense, the same goes for Matilda and Lumiera.

Because she was my cousin too.

I’ve known her for almost 10 years as a senior/junior, and I also knew that she had feelings for me, but…

At that time, I was also held back by the fact that we were cousins.

That’s why he can’t forgive his mother.

Me?

Well.

I probably have a lot to say when I see you next time.

When I think of things like that, I feel like my humanity has become rotten. Who am I to criticize?

In the end, it’s not only an act of hurting each other, but it’s also useless.

That’s right, I’m crazy! What is the use of cursing someone like that?

And that is a very light punishment compared to what I suffered.

Okay.

“You know at first glance what I’ve been through, right Chris?”

“…Brother.”

“I went to find my father. I followed Nyarlathotep.”

Nyarlathotep said he knew where his father was.

When she first came to me, she appeared to me as a woman with dark skin, a gray fedora, and a woman’s suit, and she told me to follow her if I wanted to find my father.

“When I followed him, for some reason, he made me have a battle royale among all kinds of bastards. You fucking dog.”

“…Really?”

“If I don’t survive this, I can’t go find my father?”

In addition to the skills I had now when I was human, I began to recall skills from my past life one by one, most of which I had acquired in that battle royale.

A whopping 400 centuries. 40k.

In other words, I remained as the last one until the end of 40,000 years, and I met the conditions both mentally and physically to be born as Yog-Sothoth, and had my brain removed by Nyarlathotep and became Yog-Sothoth. I was thrown into this Elcadia again and again.

He was killing Elder Gods, and among them, he killed Ilias several times at first, although he didn’t tell Ilias.

…

How can I say that?

To be honest, at that time I was like a slave controlled by the Demon Sultan.

The current Kim Hae-jin was in such a state that he was no different from the man who was my father.

“It was a terrible memory. It was an unimaginable hardship for me who was just among humans. And it was an incredible hell and nightmare for me.”

“…Is that because of me?”

“Because I want to do that.”

“…”

“You may have heard it from Matilda, but you know that, right? Here, it’s Machina. And, the White Mo we all know.”

“…I know. That’s-“

“She was looking for that woman too. Her father, her father’s empty spot. You know that, right? My uncle and my uncle had a contract marriage. And… You know, I should be a bit like my father.”

This is somewhat self-destructive.

She’s that girl too, that’s why she did that to me.

That’s why that crazy bitch came all the way here.

“It’s the same thing with bitching.”

“Fuck you.”

Should I start this here?

Naturally, when I cursed openly, he was startled and recoiled, but didn’t we ever exchange this much with each other in the first place?

“I’m sorry…”

“No, back then, didn’t you just come out saying, ‘You crazy idiot, you did more wrong!'”

If it was the Christine I remember, it would have been okay.

But it seems to have had the opposite effect.

“At that time, I was immature…”

…

We’re actually the same age.

They are also half-siblings from different mothers.

Anyway, it’s good.

You’re really out of your mind.

…

Was that that shocking?

“…Well, what is it? Haven’t we exchanged insults like this before? In the first place, you and I have been at odds with each other more than once. We’re actually the same age. I’m the older brother and you’re the younger brother, etc. It’s just the time we were born. “There’s not even a difference of one month.”

Naturally, no matter who was born or died first, they were all of the same age.

Who is the older brother and who is the younger sister?

And as Chris looks at me, cringing, she starts crying.

“…But now that I know that I depended on you a lot, a lot. I didn’t know that my brother was in so much pain… But since he disappeared. I was left alone… I-“

“…So you followed along too?”

Nod your head.

…

I did something bad to her sister.

In the end, I ended up having to burden her sister with the sense of loss and guilt of being left alone.

And then he ran away.

And eventually, I can’t stand it anymore, and my shoulders start to shake little by little.

“…Because I wanted to see you. Because I knew what I had said and what I had done wrong. My brother and I were each other’s only family- I… I…! Ugh, uhuh-“

Don’t know.

I didn’t blame Chris.

I can’t blame Chris because I knew the pain of losing her father and her mother.

They were each other’s only family, and because of that, they were hurt by their family.

Because they were my closest family, the hurt I received was enough to push me into a corner. Because he was my most respected teacher, the pain and wounds I received at that time followed me for the rest of my life.

I missed them because they were the family I missed the most, I hated them, and that was why I couldn’t help but feel hurt.

Chris also had a hard time.

And, I think Chris couldn’t take it anymore when he saw how much I had suffered and all the waste of her that was inside of me.

He said he made me like this.

She wanted to be forgiven again somehow, but the moment she felt that she could not be forgiven, Chris was truly driven away.

So much so that I wrote down my negative emotional residue in a note and told her to talk to her sister.

…

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry oppa… I’m sorry. I-I said those things… I’m sorry… I’m really, really sorry – I, I’m the only one who knows… I’m sorry oppa… Ugh, uhuhuh-“

Well.

I didn’t feel particularly sad about this.

That’s right, I only knew that Carlos was my past life, but I thought he was a completely different person.

But…

For some reason, as I hug Chris tightly, I too feel the corners of her eyes getting moist.

…

Well.

Why is this happening?

Ever since she appealed to Christine to just look at me? Ever since she found out that Christine was from her past life?

Otherwise…

Maybe it’s just that I’m thirsty to be with my family, my family.

That was probably good.

… I just patted her head until Chris calmed down, saying over and over again that she was sorry.

Just like when I was young, I was young, and Chris was young too.

Just like when we were kids and patted my little sister who cried saying she missed her dad, telling her it was okay, it was okay.

So, after a short period of time had passed.

The next place I headed to was Hestia.

Likewise, she intervened, and it was to repay her for her intervention.

If it weren’t for her, Demeter wouldn’t have changed her mind, and she wouldn’t have stayed silent now that Persephone’s status has been completely undermined.

Spartal VIP House.

And among them, this is the place where the fire burns the best.

I look at Hestia in front of the brazier.

As always, even though she is the goddess of the hearth, she loves being in front of the hearth.

Although she could have found a better place, she was always in front of the furnace as long as she walked this earth.

Even though she seems like she wants a better place, she just needs to be in front of the fireplace.

…

Well, that’s probably good.

I’d like to ask more, but that’s also rude…

“Aren’t you asking why I insist on being in front of the brazier?”

“…I didn’t ask because I thought it would be rude to ask.”

“…Hehe, sometimes it seems like you’re really crazy, but you have common sense. You have manners.”

“Everyone is doing crazy things, so I’m just doing crazy things too.”

Would you not want to act like a civilized person?

And after hearing what I said, Hestia laughed and looked at the brazier, then turned around to look at me again.

A beautiful goddess with brown hair and blue eyes.

It is fitting that she is so beautiful that it makes the male gods of Olympus fight among themselves to woo her.

“Clarke.”

“I’m listening.”

“…Are you okay?”

…

After thinking about what she meant, I realized that she was disappointed in her sister and niece.

Honestly, I don’t feel much.

Because I wasn’t expecting much.

“Of course it’s okay.”

If you don’t have expectations, there is no disappointment.

Of course, Hestia hears that and looks at me with her face filled with regret.

Honestly, I’m a bit sorry, but this is my basic attitude towards Elder Gods.

Just by not killing him as soon as I see him, I’m putting up with it enough.

Especially when I think about what its leader, Nodens, the other ministers, and the Elder Gods did to me.

“…Of course…?”

“Do you know that if you don’t have expectations, you won’t be disappointed? I don’t have any expectations in particular. This is probably my basic attitude toward Elder Gods.”

“…Okay.”

Are you disappointed?

Well, I guess so.

But-

“At least not as much as you.”

Okay.

At least she’ll be out of here.

“Honestly, I never thought he would defend himself like that. I didn’t think he would take sides.”

“I shouldn’t ignore her husband.”

“…”

“Isn’t that right?”

To be honest, there is no reason to be moved by something that is obvious.

In the desert searching for water, finding an oasis would probably be how I feel right now.

Okay.

At the very least, treating her only with her simple contract would be a disservice to her.

I feel that way, and I look at her like that.

And she too smiles and looks at me with her mischievous face.

“Hehe! Did you fall in love with it because it was so beautiful?”

“That’s right.”

“H-yeah?!”

But why are you surprised?

Even if you look at her objectively, she has a pretty face and a beautiful woman.

“So much so that I want to get drunk.”

Is it because I have my back to the furnace?

Her ear. Her face was shining red.

And…

“Huh, huh?!”

With a very embarrassed face, she even made noises that she wouldn’t normally make.

…

“What, if I react like that, I’ll be hurt too.”

“It’s not that I don’t like it…! I like Mr. Clark too, but I don’t know how I’ll approach him… That.”

No, I usually just approach it in the name of training, so why are you like this?

The person who spoke was embarrassed.

…