Chapter 84 – Model Instructor Eris
In the end, Eris disappeared with a scream, her face bright red, and did not return.
I wondered why she was acting like that all of a sudden, but how could I understand the mind of Greece’s notorious troublemaker, the youngest (former) who even the Goddess of Judgment declares troublesome?
I just thought she would come back someday and left it at that.
But.
“Hehehehe...”
“Sister?”
“Eris, that troublemaker... running away at last?”
The Goddess of Discord and Strife was probably halfway to being determined dead by her sister.
After all, even if it was a class, all she did was create apples or snakes, show off to me, or make me study on my own.
But now she had completely deserted, so the strict goddess couldn’t help but be furious.
The kind teacher was nowhere to be found, and the Goddess of Judgment, Nemesis, was just touching the Judgment Sword with a creepy smile.
Perhaps half of the blood on that beautiful white sword belonged to Eris.
‘Should I tell her that Eris seemed a bit off?’
I hesitated for a moment, but being next to a sharp stone usually means getting hurt.
I could only pray that our little sister wouldn’t cross the Styx River.
“ἐμβάπτω,θάπτω,πυρόω....”
With those chilling ancient words, whether a spell or a curse, and her gleaming white eyes, Nemesis was truly the Goddess of Judgment or the Angel of Vengeance itself.
Especially, the wings fluttering nervously on her back, and the brilliantly glowing sword spoke volumes about why she was so feared.
In short, she was really intense and not someone you wanted to mess with.
Really.
“Bring that brat to me right now!”
“Oh hey, Sis. Calm down. Eris must have had her reasons!”
“Do I look like I’m joking right now?! Do you know how much trouble I go through because of that brat?! Even in the divine realm that Lady Hera allowed with great difficulty, she couldn’t control her temper and ran away?! I should break those wings...!”
In the end, I barely managed to calm down Nemesis, who was about to fly off like a demon, spewing fire from her mouth and spreading her wings.
As expected, it’s always about discord and strife.
To think that Nemesis got so mad that she was ready to attack without thinking.
In hindsight, it was almost the same pattern.
Eris always did whatever she disliked, even if it killed her, while Nemesis was like the model student council president.
Eris would always play hooky like earlier and get caught by Nemesis, facing her wrath as a daily routine.
However, today, Eris’s escape made the Goddess of Judgment unusually furious.
Even when I wasted 23 hours, the exemplary goddess had calmly waited.
“Now, deep breaths, deep breaths! Have some Nectar too.”
“Hoo, hoo, hoo...”
When I handed over the Nectar that Ares thought might be needed and brought along, the Goddess with beautiful black wings and white eyes accepted it and gulped it down.
“Phew... I’m sorry, younger brother. I showed you a disheveled appearance of myself.”
As I surveyed the magic I had cast and felt satisfied, Nemesis, who had approached me through the darkness, asked,
“Is this... a combination of the secret arts I taught you and the knowledge from another world that you knew?”
“It’s a basic application. What do you think?”
Nemesis’s task was nothing special; it was to apply the secret arts and principles she had taught me in a new way.
You could call it an ancient-style education.
Fortunately, unlike the miracles shown by Eris, the magic of Nemesis was a well-structured discipline that I could understand.
Moreover, it was not difficult to manifest the techniques of the Recursion Doctor, which I remembered perfectly, using divine power.
If the Recursion Doctor saw this, he would probably cough up blood, exclaiming what nonsense this was, and argue that it went against the aesthetics of the techniques.
What can I do? Even if the effect was earth-shattering, the cooldown period was decades, and the casting restrictions and enormous internal energy consumption...
If all of that could be solved with a single divine power, I couldn’t ask for more.
“Did I pass today’s test, Sister?”
The Recursion Doctor’s Nine Palaces Illusory Dream Formation.
His formation, which required enormous sacrifices and effort, was an absolute array that held off a special task force of the Murim Alliance, consisting of two absolute masters and twenty top-tier experts, for nearly ten days in the Sichuan Great Snow Mountain range.
However, due to the massive investment and effort required, almost enough to build a palace out of gold, if it were used again, the financial director would collapse from spitting blood. It was an array that could never be seen again, yet seeing it again like this was somewhat delightful.
“It’s the technique of my master, who held off warriors comparable to the ancient heroes Cadmus and Perseus for ten days. Strengthened with the secret arts I learned from my sister and executed with divine power...”
Honestly, the divine power supported the barrier of the Recursion Doctor more firmly than I had calculated, and Nemesis’s secret arts further enhanced the barrier’s abilities.
“I didn’t expect the secret arts and techniques to complement each other so well.”
The Nine Palaces Formation, where you can’t see an inch ahead, feel any sensation, or perceive the passage of time.
However, as the caster and the one who formed this formation, I could see and feel everything about it as if it were in the palm of my hand.
From the magic that expands the land and isolates it from the outside world with Hera’s power, to the authority of the night sky unfolded with the power of Nemesis and Eris.
Even the slightly pouting face of my sister Nemesis, who was close enough to feel her breath.
“Sister?”
“Yes? Yes?”
“Why are you like this?”
Is there something you don’t like?
But last time, Nemesis didn’t hold back on praise for similar combinations of magic and sorcery like the walking technique and detection magic.
But today, Nemesis couldn’t hide her displeasure, to the point where even a slight crack on her white face was noticeable.
‘No, it’s more like she feels somewhat disappointed rather than displeased?’
Could it be because her magic wasn’t the main focus, but sorcery was?
“Hehe... Don’t be so surprised. It’s just that your wisdom is far beyond what I expected.
I have nothing left to teach you.”
“Wow, the sister who always insisted on being fair and was so stingy with praise, what’s going on?”
I joked, but Nemesis firmly shook her head and said.
“No. I’m serious. There’s nothing more I can teach you. Look at this. This dark sky. The darkness is so pitch-black that you can’t distinguish the ground from the sky. You have already proven yourself to be a worthy child of the Night Mother.”
The Goddess of Judgment, shining brilliantly even in the darkness I created, reached out toward the darkness I had spread and said.
“The Queen said. If she sees you bring forth Mother’s darkness from the wisdom I have bestowed upon you, know that you are worthy of mastering your secret arts. In the end, it has come to that.”
Nemesis, saying this, seemed somewhat regretful and disappointed.