Chapter 60: Chapter 60. Going to the Underworld
I Will Eventually Embark on the Path of No Return Called a Hero - 60. Going to Underworld
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He is the big brother of the gods, but still he became the king of Netherworld, and the youngest brother, Zeus, became the king of the gods. In comparison, he always seems to be a little down and out, but he always plays the role of the villain in any myth involving him. He is basically a symbol of the unknown, and normal people don't like this god, because no one likes death. And seeing him is equivalent to death.
"This is... Netherworld?" Cyd said after taking one mouthful of impure air, "It's really not easy..."
It's not easy in every sense. It took his all efforts to get rid of Atalanta's endless hunting, tricking her "sense of smell", cleared the trails along the way, and even changed the terrain of the entire forest with Demeter's blessing in order to delay her.
He finally came to the Underworld after all his untold hardships. I'm glad...
Ah? Why do I feel so happy in hell, am I finally crazy?
Cyd wiped the nonexistent tears from the corners of his eyes and walked to the bank of the river that seemed to be wrapped in mist and could not see the end.
"The boatman... hasn't come yet?" Cyd sniffed the air around him, and it was as rotten as the rumoured one, no wonder Demeter solemnly vowed that Persephone wouldn't stay in here. As long as they are living beings, they will not like it here.
But isn't it a little pathetic to think Hades has to be here forever? Obviously he's the big brother...
"Crash-bang ――――"
The sound of the oars rowing across the water brought Cyd's thoughts back.
"Aiya~ It looks like a special guest has arrived today~"
A small wooden boat appeared in Cyd's field of vision, dressed in black robes and holding a paddle. The silhouette made a very low voice.
"Why do people like to wear black robes these days," Cyd asked in a low voice, pulling Medusa's hand.
"He's not human, and neither am I," Medusa seriously corrected Cyd's mistake.
"I can hear it!" The boatman patted the water with his oars with black lines on his face.
"Please drive us there," Cyd began to fumble in his pockets, remembering Hephaestus giving him the toll.
"Huh? You two are alive, right? It's impossible to take you there. Come back when you die," the boatman waved his hand.
"This is the toll..." Cyd took out a small leather bag, and the sparkling gold coins seemed to light up the entire Underworld.
Of course it's impossible, but it's still possible to light up some greedy guy.
"Come on! Uncle, sit here!"
The boatman jumped out of the boat at a very fast speed, and very thoughtfully took out a wooden board as a bridge and built it on the river bank between the ship.
"..."
"What about not letting the living in?" Cyd flicks with the finger, two shiny gold coins flew into the hands of the boatman's backbone.
"After all, I have to make a living. There have been a lot of paupers recently. It is also a kind of extra money to lead the way for you heroes." The boatman wiped the gold coins in his hand.
"What's the use of gold coins in the Underworld," Cyd rolled his eyes, picked up Medusa and jumped into the boat.
"Although I don't know if I'm alive now, but..." The boatman stuffed the gold coins into the black robe, "Sure enough, I still want gold coins."
"It doesn't matter. Do you mean to be greedy for money to the end?" Cyd sat on the boat with Medusa in his arms.
"This is the rule," the boatman jumped onto the boat with a nonchalant look on his face, "It seems that there is only paupers today in the path, but still there are so many~ It's really good to rest with just one trip back and forth~"
Cyd frowned.
"So much?"
"Ah~ Uncle, can't you see?" The boatman lifted the black robe on his head, dim-blue flames in his empty eye sockets jumping in the pale skeleton body opened and closed, "You've been standing among them just now~"
Cyd's expression froze, and he turned his head slowly like a robot to the river bank that was gradually moving away, blocking his vision before. The white fog was dissipating, and the squirming human figures piled up on the river bank, and their pale hands were constantly grasping in their direction.
Just now he was actually squeezed among these things...
Cyd covered his mouth subconsciously, Medusa tilted her head, stretched out a small hand and gently stroked Cyd's head.
"Oh yeah~ Uncle, your expression is very strange~ Obviously the only difference between you and them is life and death," the boatman shook his head and teased, "Not long ago, there was a hero who didn't made weird face and said [no wonder, I also saw a few familiar faces]."
"This is not the way you should treat the uncle," Cyd rolled his eyes.
"Well~ After all, I can drive this boat. Who is the uncle depends on my mood," the boatman patted the water with his oars. "There are a lot of people down here who want to be uncles."
"Ding————"
With a crisp sound, a gold coin flew high and landed on the boatman's skull accurately.
"Do you need me to rub your shoulders, sir?"
"Please just be a boatman quietly," Cyd covered his face with black lines, "Otherwise I would feel the faintly discernible auditory hallucinations from you."
Probably because he was a little nervous when he first went to Underworld, and he could always hear some desolate cries.
"That's not an auditory hallucination~" The blue flame in the boatman's eyes jumped suddenly, "This is a river in which one will never rise once it sinks, the dead will never die again, they will only sink to the bottom of the river forever."
"I said..." Cyd narrowed his eyes, "How did they sink?"
"The boat is not good enough," The boatman shrugged, "The money they gave is only enough to get here, so I will only take them here, and if there is no money, I will throw them down~"
"If they don't have enough money, don't take them at first," Cyd sighed.
Although he thinks that the boatman is not a bad guy, he still feels disgusted in the face of the rogue behaviour of the boatman.
"The result is the same," the boatman hummed nonchalantly, "waiting forever on the riverbank with empty hands is no different from sinking at the bottom of the river. I didn't force them to board the boat, they were just happy to get on this boat with a good fantasy."
"But you didn't remind them, did you?" Cyd glanced at the river surface, just as the boatman said, there were countless hideous face creatures inside. They are all trying to climb up the crazy upstream but they are constantly sinking.
"I'm a boatman, and..." the boatman laughed, "Do you think they can believe? Why do they have to wait on the shore like these poor people when they are rich?"
"I'm relieved to hear what you said. When I die, I will definitely be full of gold coins," Cyd said angrily, holding his chin, "I won't be thrown into the river halfway by you."
"Don't worry, uncle, the money you gave is very good. Next time I come, I will give you a discount." The boatman gave a thumbs up, "But I don't have a good memory. Please hurry up."
"..."
"How much gold does it cost you to jump off this ship?
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