(Greek Mythology) The Abyss of the Underworld
Chapter 92
While the Underworld was fretting over the cause of the disappearances and the replacement of its personnel, Nyx was interrogating his daughter, whose number he didn't even know she was.
Although this so-called interrogation was anything but serious. ╮(╯▽╰)╭
"Nonsense." Feigning distress, Nyx poked his daughter's forehead with his slender finger, his tone helpless, but a hint of amusement lingered in his eyes.
"They're just creatures created at random; even His Majesty Tartarus doesn't mind." Eris, affectionately linking her arm with Nyx's, smiled ingratiatingly.
"Of course, Big Brother doesn't mind." Hidden behind his fan, Nyx's lips twitched.
Tartarus doesn't care; why should he mind?
"But…" Nyx's lips curled into a dangerous smile, his eyes crinkling, "Eris, have you forgotten that among the creatures you harmed were my handmaids?"
"Mother Goddess, I was wrong, I won't do it again." Eris immediately apologized obediently, gazing at Nyx with pleading eyes, her face practically screaming 'please forgive me.'
Of course, whether it was 'actively admitting wrongdoing but utterly unrepentant' was debatable.
"There will be a next time?" Nyx drew out the last word, the tone rising in a captivating, drawn-out manner, his narrow phoenix eyes shimmering with a mesmerizing allure, dangerous yet alluring.
"Of course not." Eris quickly denied.
Nyx pressed his finger further, poking Eris's forehead until it was red, then gave a light snort, effectively letting the matter drop.
Hermer, who had witnessed the entire scene, stared blankly at the spectacle unfolding before her, unsure of what to think.
Should she be surprised that her initial guess about the serial killer (which wasn't actually her) was actually her own sister, or should she be surprised that Eris dared to harm even the Mother Goddess's handmaiden?
╭(°A°`)╮ At this moment, she was completely bewildered.
"Hermes, what's with that expression?" Nix closed her folding fan, lightly tapping her palm with it, and turned to look at Hermes.
"A shocked expression," Hermes replied dryly.
"What, are you indulging in your untimely compassion again?" Nix knew her eldest daughter, whom she had raised herself, all too well; she could tell at a glance that Hermes felt compassion for those living beings.
Yes, in Nix's eyes, Hermes's usual kindness and soft-heartedness were always inappropriate.
"Sister, this won't do. Do you want me to take you to experience the pleasure of killing?" Eris suggested with a smile, a mischievous glint in her eyes.
"That won't do," Nyx agreed with Eris. "Take Keres and Androkudas with us."
Keres, the goddess of destruction, and Androkudas, the goddess of slaughter, were both Nyx's daughters and Hemera's sisters.
Nyx believed that under the influence of these two daughters, whose personalities, interests, and divine duties were exactly the same, Hemera would definitely change.
"Thank you, but no need." Hemera, exasperated, firmly rejected this terrifying suggestion.
Having lived in the world of Greek mythology for so many years, she felt she had changed a lot. At least she could calmly face another extermination of humanity by the King of the Gods. After all, practice makes perfect, so she'd leave that last bit of sympathy for her.
"…Wait, Eris, you killed them?!" Hemera, who never grasped the point immediately, maintained her usual composure this time, stammering a few seconds before exclaiming in shock, staring at Eris with a horrified expression.
"It was just a joke. I didn't kill anyone. Don't you believe me, sister?" Eris looked back at Hermella innocently.
"…I believe you." After a pause, Hermella uttered a single syllable.
"Then why do you look so pale?" Nix looked at Hermella suspiciously.
"I just suddenly thought of something unpleasant." Hermella's expression mirrored her words.
"What is it?" Eris asked curiously, tilting her head cutely, her hands supporting her chin.
"To be precise, a pervert, a pervert with a human body collecting fetish." Hermella's face paled slightly, a hint of fear in her eyes, as if she had thought of something horrible.
Heaven knows how much psychological trauma those intricately carved bottles and jars, and especially the eyeballs, hearts… and the like, inside them had inflicted on her.
The baby was utterly terrified Σ( ° △°|||)︴
"Hemera, can you please not bring up such disgusting things?" Nix frowned slightly, her face filled with disgust. She couldn't condone such a bizarre hobby.
"Big sister~~" Eris's beautiful black eyes instantly welled up with tears, staring unblinkingly at Hemera until Hemera's expression froze, unsure of what to do with her hands and feet. Only then did Eris sigh softly, "So this is how you see me?"
Faced with Eris's tearful, pitiful expression, Hemera felt completely terrified. What was this feeling of bullying her own sister? And…
#Eris, how old are you? Still pretending to cry? Have some shame!#
#Promise me, like Erkang promised Ziwei, don't take advantage of the fact that gods can't tell your age and act recklessly, okay?#
#Even if you have a pure, innocent face, it doesn't change your poisonous poppy nature. Please, stop messing around!#
Hermera felt utterly exhausted at this moment.
"Don't worry, I don't miss you that much." She weakly offered this advice, truly not wanting to say anything more.
(ˇˇ) This little one has suffered ten thousand points of damage and doesn't want to talk to you anymore.
Chapter 92