greek mythology stuff

Chapter 59 Corpse Eater
At the same time, the world.

Deep in the mountains, there is a beautiful village surrounded by mountains and rivers.

The afterglow of the setting sun, gurgling water, simple wooden bridges, dilapidated houses and muddy trails together paint a superb scene in the world.

Dusk has come, and smoke rises from the village above the village.

But there is a bunch of cooking smoke that seems out of place with the surrounding companions.

It is a little distant from them.

The source of the smoke was a dusty wooden house.

Even if the wooden house is far away from the corner of the village, it seems to be isolated.

An old voice came from the wooden house: "Ban, there is no water at home, go to the river to fetch some water."

Soon a younger voice responded to her: "Okay. I'm going now."

A young man in animal skins happily jumped out of the yard with a barrel in hand.

Behind him was a group of furry shadows, and while the four short legs were moving quickly, they also let out a strange cry of 'beep, beep, beep'.

The young man is called Ban and is an orphan.

He wandered around when he was a child, and was finally adopted by a kind old woman in this village.

When he grew up, he once went out to wander around, boasting that he would go to the end of the world.But not long after, he came back with a newborn black wolf cub, which was ugly with a piece of fur missing from its body.

Ben liked it so much that he named it Black.The wolf cub also liked him very much. No matter where he went, he would follow behind him like a little tail.

No one knew how far Ben had traveled, and no one asked.Ben himself didn't care.

He seems to have forgotten his once bold words.

It's just that since then, the old woman took Ben and moved out of the village without warning.

On the muddy path leading to the river, Ben stopped grinning.

"Hey!" He groaned strangely and turned around to touch the young wolf's cute head.The wolf cub looked enjoying, and his bright eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

But in Ben's eyes, apart from the shadow of the pup, there was also a vague figure.

"Trust your own feelings and listen to your heart." The vague figure said.

Ben didn't care.

These days, this vague figure always appears in the field of vision inexplicably.You can see it, but you can't touch it.

He's used to it.

After fetching water from the river, Ben set out on his way back.

He glanced towards the sky, and the last rays of the setting sun covered him with a golden-red battle suit.

"Is it getting dark?" he said.

He shouted behind him: "It's time for a walk, Hei."

The cub ran towards him cheerfully.

Ben carried the wooden bucket and walked slowly on the muddy path. The water in the wooden bucket spilled a little from time to time, watering the yellow wildflowers on both sides of the road.

He walked in front, and often stopped after walking for a while, and continued to move forward when the wolf cub approached him.At this time, the wolf cub would also bounce and run towards Ben on its four short legs, and when it got close, it would affectionately rub Ben's calf.

The blurry figure in the field of vision reappeared.

Ben was a little impatient, he took the first step: "Trust your own feelings and listen to your heart."

"It's just these two sentences of coming and going, and I can read them all."

The blurry figure was speechless.Ben felt that there seemed to be his chuckle faintly in the wind?
Illusion?still is……

……

In the quiet and peaceful village, the atmosphere is not so harmonious.

The villagers gather together.All of them held torches, and their faces were full of pride in fighting for survival.

"Burn him, burn that wolf!" Someone shouted excitedly.

"Burn that monster!" Someone echoed.

Someone's expression was full of hesitation: "What about Emma, ​​she is very old and needs to be taken care of."

The whispers of these few were quickly drowned out by the excited crowd.

They howled excitedly: "I can't control that much, if we don't kill them now, when the wolf grows up, it will eat us."

The cries became louder and more intense, and gradually converged into a unified cry: "Burn them, burn them, burn them..."

The crowd squirmed to the outside of the village in a mighty way, moving forward like an unstoppable flood that destroyed the world.

In the distance, the red sun was completely swallowed up by the mountains.

it's dark……

……

Ben walked briskly towards home, the pup following behind him.

In the distance there are fires and the roar of people.

Startled, he subconsciously hid behind a big tree.

Relying on the shade of the big trees, he could see the burning wooden house in the distance.

The figure struggling and twisting in the ruins of the flames seemed to have seen him, and her old and mournful cry suddenly sounded in the night sky:

"Ban, run away!"

"Flee far away with your wolf, and don't come back..."

Ben recognized the person immediately: "Grandma Emma!?"

He exclaimed with grief and disbelief.

"There, that monster is there!" The crowd in the distance screamed excitedly.

Ban hurriedly picked up the pup and ran wildly.

In desperation, he didn't notice that he accidentally pinched the wolf cub's neck, because he was flustered and used a lot of force in his hand.

He didn't dare to look back, and he didn't dare to let go.

The pup squeaked in his hand.The cry is getting weaker and weaker, weaker and weaker...

After running for an unknown amount of time, Ben stopped panting heavily.

He couldn't run.

Looking behind, the villagers who were chasing him had disappeared.

Ben leaned against a tall tree, and it took him a while to catch his breath.

He looked into his arms: "Hei, we..."

The sound stopped abruptly.

There was neither sadness nor joy on Ben's face, it seemed to be a kind of indifference that had been prepared for a long time.

In the field of vision, the blurry figure appeared again.This time, he just appeared, but no sound came.

Ben said to him, "It should be raining."

Sombra nodded.A heavy rain poured down.

Ben saw this and sat down against the big tree, with the pup on his lap, under the heavy rain.

"You've been guiding me, are you satisfied now?" he said.

Blurred figure: "It's all done by you, it has nothing to do with me."

"You always knew where the contradiction was, but chose to avoid it."

"You thought you were avoiding me, but in fact, who knows."

Ben smiled. "Yeah. I've always known and thought it would happen. I just don't want to face it."

"Take me away and take what you want from me."

Blurry figure: "Close your eyes and don't struggle like you did when you were a child."

"Your journey is over."

Ben smiled and closed his eyes.

he died.

The blurry figure became clear.

He is Linkos, the remnant of the last era.

He glanced into the distance.

The village is quiet and there is no wind and rain.

The afterglow of the setting sun, gurgling water, simple wooden bridges, dilapidated houses and muddy trails together paint a superb scene in the world.

It is a little far away from the village, and the dusty wooden houses in front of us seem very abrupt.

In front of the wooden house, the young man in tattered clothes with a yellow and thin face was even more abrupt.

Linkos picked up the rotten corpse of the wolf cub in the boy's arms and threw it aside casually.

A sharp dagger appeared in his hand, and strips of bright red meat dripping with blood were stuffed into his mouth.

Linkos moved very slowly, as if he was completing some kind of sacred ceremony.

Feeling the growing burning sensation in his stomach, he seemed to be able to see the fennel branch and the more intense flames on it.

He laughed brightly, and whispered to the corpse whose ribs were visible in front of him:
"Thank you for your legacy."

"You have really good taste."

　Flushing Street Diary: Roses and wine, clear in the mouth but strong in stamina.Drink half a catty, slightly drunk.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)