Chapter 61

Chapter 61 – Fun And Exciting Trouble List

1. Goddess of the Moon Artemis, God of the Sun Apollo – A premonition of orbital bombardment.

2. Hermes’s Riddle – How a child born without a midwife gained divine status.

3. Eris and Nemesis – We said we’d meet again later, but is that really okay?

4. Goddess Hera and Atalanta – Hermes’s tip: Make sure to offer a proper burnt offering to the goddess: Cows or perfumed oils are good as sacrifices, but apparently, poems are trending in Olympus, so take note.

5. Orion – Resolution: The gang left with no corpses. Thanks to Eris’s barrier, there were no witnesses, the perpetrator vanished as punishment, and rumors inside the forest say they were beaten and chased away by me.

6. Atalanta and Nesneria – ...

“Is this about it?”

It had been barely a week since leaving the island, and the quests were piling up, with all of them being overwhelmingly daunting.

The only relief was that most of them were either resolved or not too dangerous.

However, the problem was that there was one unresolved issue that was quite dangerous.

Apollo and Artemis.

Sun and Moon.

Reason and Madness.

Day and Night.

The Twin Gods who were opposites yet one and the same.

Even worse, Apollo’s myths were mostly tragic love stories that were a mess.

And Artemis’s myths were mostly punishment dramas filled with human failings.

The fact that these two were targeting me and growling was a headache even for me.

“Man, I need a smoke.”

I wanted to at least have a drink, but unfortunately, I haven’t furnished my house yet, so I didn’t have anything.

There wasn’t even any tobacco around here. Just marijuana.

Anyway, what was important right now wasn’t my smoking situation, but preparing for orbital bombardment.

“The number of countermeasures I can implement right now is about three or four.”

First, a show of force.

Although the last time I witnessed Artemis’s blood was half luck, I’ve experienced a lot in a short time since then.

I’ve awakened a special power called the Twelve Divine Demons, and during the fierce battle with Heracles, I was able to regain much of my martial arts skills.

Moreover, this Forest of Heroes was Chiron’s sanctuary, protected in the name of Zeus.

No god could freely exert their divine power here in the forest without Chiron’s permission, so I had a geographical advantage as well.

However, there was a problem: both Apollo and Artemis were characters who were the original long-distance dealers.

Flying in the sky, shooting sunlight and moonlight as arrows, the brother fired solar beams and plague beams, while the sister fired moonlight beams and curse beams indiscriminately.

Even though this place was Chiron’s sanctuary, if they aimed for my headshot with arrows from the sky, saying, “Oops, my hand slipped,” my ways to counter it were extremely limited.

“If only, if only I could bring the battlefield down to the ground, to the forest...”

There was something that the Twelve Divine Demons always told me in unison.

That is, in a fight, there is no such thing as an absolute.

A third-rate martial artist’s careless move could kill a first-rate martial artist.

And a superhuman who could topple mountains and leap over rivers could fall to the poison of a mere assassin in the murim world.

It was as if I almost knew it, but the answer on the test paper I had skimmed with my eyes remained strangely blurry, as if it had been whited out.

“Ughhh...”

A child born without a midwife, the process of obtaining divine calling...

“Since it mentions obtaining divine calling, it must be a story about a god...”

As expected of the god whose only strong suit was his eloquence. He had a knack for twisting stories around.

In case the twin lunatics’ madness would later target innocent people, it was a cautious situation to ask others, so I had to solve it alone.

Hey, it’s just asking about a riddle. Would they really try to kill me, even if they were lunatics?

It’s not like I didn’t think about it.

But seeing Asclepius sitting across from me last night, it reminded me.

His son was killed by his own father’s hands, and instead of confronting his father, he aimed a headshot at the Cyclopes who made the thunderbolts. That lunatic, Apollo, was my current opponent.

“Yeah, a lunatic is a lunatic for a reason...”

Yet, Apollo was the most popular god in Greece.

It proved that being handsome was everything.

“Sigh. For now, I should visit the temples tomorrow, offer some sacrifices, and think about strategies.”

I roughly rolled up my trouble list and tossed it away, then collapsed back onto my bed and pulled the blanket over me.

Let’s solve tomorrow’s problems tomorrow. There is no need to stress about it now.

“Tomorrow’s first class is... pottery class?”

What kind of class is it?

I chuckled, thinking it was a strange class, and casually extinguished the fire with a gust of wind using the Crazy Wind Spear technique before going to bed.

...Little did I know that I would make an unexpected discovery in that very pottery class.