The Myth of the Greek Heavenly Demon

Chapter 108 – Even The Devil Is Enchanted

-Clank!

The Goddess of that deep, deep river had tied a contract with me and Artemis’s heart in her name.
This was the second time I’d sworn an oath by the River Styx.
It was quite troubling that I’d done something even the gods rarely do for the second time, but still, there was no safer or more certain vow than this.
Let’s just think of it as a safe and sure contract method and move on.

“Th-that…”

“What is it?”

“M-my hunters, wh-what happened to them?”

“Oh? The girl scouts?”

Just a moment ago, as I played Artemis’s body and crafted this unparalleled masterpiece with my own hands, I considered bringing a few spectators.
If they saw their leader, the protector of all maidens, writhing in a man’s hands and flirting like a harlot, what kind of reaction would they show?
Even though I was somewhat looking forward to such a sinister situation, the fewer people who knew, the better.
Moreover, killing them unnecessarily and dealing with the hassle later would be troublesome, so I let them frolic in the forest.

“Rest assured, no one died, and no one saw anything.”

Earlier, when I sparred with Artemis using my spear, I planted my Godly Demonic Qi wherever my steps and spear tip touched, slightly distorting the space.
Creating a sanctuary was still impossible for me, but it was surprisingly easy to twist and change the structure within an artificial space.

“Once I leave, the distortion will dissolve, and your hunters will come rushing back in no time.”n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Even if I didn’t know anything else, the hunting dogs raised by Pan, the God of Shepherds, seemed to have a good sense of smell and stamina.
If I get the chance later, maybe I’ll take one.
Originally, the hunting I enjoyed was mainly human hunting, but seeing Actaeon command the hounds to hunt wolves so efficiently made regular hunting seem quite enjoyable too.

Anyway, it was time to announce the end of the long night.
With my usual gentle smile, I extended my hand to Artemis once more.

“Please take care of me from now on. And if I call…?”

“Grr…! I’ll find you whenever and wherever… got it…”

Artemis gritted her teeth and glared at me.
But she probably didn’t know.
That she was already slowly accepting me.
The Nectar she had swallowed was a drink I had given her.
The cloak she tightly wrapped around herself was something I created with my divine power and draped over her.
Although those eyes and lips still displayed a will to resist and reject me, it was very satisfying to see that her body was already naturally accepting my touch.

The dark desires of a man that could never be shown to Atalanta or Neri.
Even I, no matter how much I might desire, was not so depraved as to impose such dark desires on a lover or disciple whom I truly cherished.
And yet, the one to accept this was none other than Artemis, the Goddess of Purity.
There could be no greater luxury than this.

“Shall we end today with a final touch and part ways?”

“Final? What do you mean… Ugh?!”

-Chuup!

Artemis’s hands, holding the coat I offered, could not stop me.
Her lips, softened by numerous cries and climaxes, were as warm as freshly baked bread and as moist and sweet as fruit brimming with rich juice.
However, what pleased me the most was that, unlike before, as soon as our lips touched, Artemis entwined her tongue with mine.

“Hmm… Hmmm!”

-Smooch, Smooch!

From her mouth, along with the scent of the nectar she had just drunk, came the moan of an excited woman.
The defiant gaze she had held onto dissolved in an instant, her eyes glazing over as if hypnotized.
Like a traveler lost in the desert throwing themselves into an oasis, Artemis kissed me back with a thirsting eagerness, slowly leaning into me.

‘The effect is too good.’

Such is the nature of desire.
If you embrace it from the start, perhaps you’ll grow weary of it and seek detachment later.
But those who define desire and suffering as something to be denied or rejected… those fools are the quickest to fall, crumbling with the smallest push.

‘For now, she’ll tell herself it’s because of the poison. That she was caught off guard.’

Seeing this giddy Goddess of Purity crumble instantly from just a single kiss made me look forward to the day she would willingly abandon her divine duties.

-Smooch!

“Ha… ha…?”

As I slowly pulled my lips away, Artemis’s eyes regained clarity as if waking from a trance.
Seeing her like this stirred something within me again, making my lower half rise eagerly once more.

“Ah, n-no… Th-this can’t be… What… what have I done?”

Her pink tongue, still slick with saliva, hung out slightly as if wanting more, inviting me to taste her again.
And yet, despite her confusion, her proud and elegant face was marred by the lewd remnants of her lust.
That contradiction, the clash between her defiant beauty and her newfound sensuality, only heightened my desire.

…Should I just take her now, consequences be damned?

‘I am the Heavenly Demon, and you expect me to endure and wait with such an unprecedented desire? Are you still the master of the demonic path? Might as well shave your head and join a temple!’

‘Shut up! It’s just not the right time yet! The Goddess of Purity is so desperate over a mere kiss. Isn’t it more thrilling when she herself opens her legs and offers her purity?’

‘…Your words are very correct, I, the Celestial Mother, express my respect!’

…Indeed, Nectar was undoubtedly the most potent of liquors.
Just the intoxication from a mere kiss could make one’s mind like this.
I shook my head, trying to silence the conflicting voices in my mind, and focused again.

“Y-you used some trick on me again…!”

“A trick? Me? Really?”

Did I really use a trick?
I smiled brightly and stomped the ground.

-Tak!

“You can keep the cloak. If you don’t want it, just throw it away~”

“I-I’ll burn everything to ashes without leaving a trace! The same goes for you! Your arrogance will lead to your defeat, and your life will be in my hands—”

As the distortion of space dissolved with my departure, Artemis’s hunters rushed to find their leader.
I watched as they swarmed around her, leaving her standing furious but helpless.

“Hmm, it’s indeed a space worthy of being called a sanctuary.”

Then, I gently lifted my head to survey the surroundings.
A forest stretched endlessly beneath, illuminated by the bright crescent moon.
Wherever I looked, only moonlight brighter than sunlight and trees brushed my vision.

“Let’s see… will this be enough?”

There are usually two ways to break a formation: one is to deduce the formation’s structure and flow and then reverse-calculate to deactivate it.
The second method is simply to obliterate the axis of truth with overwhelming power.

Of course, since this is a sanctuary created by a god, it might be different, but the mechanism of this space had already been roughly inferred.

The one who created this place and drew me in was Artemis.
It is a space created by the Goddess of the Crescent Moon.
And considering the medium she used to manipulate this space as if it were her limbs, there are two things that can be considered the core of this space.

They are Artemis herself and the crescent moon in the sky, her avatar.

“Still, since it’s the last, should I send it off with a bang?”

Having ascended to the pinnacle of Supreme Demonic Art, wielding the power of a demigod, and on this momentous night when I had caused the noble and beautiful goddess from myths to fall and writhe in desire, it was only fitting that the end should be spectacular.

-Paang!

I soared toward the crescent moon, tearing through the air.
At the same time, black divine power and demonic qi merged in my hands, transforming into a spear.

-Whooooosh!

Simultaneously, a massive storm of demonic qi enveloped me, growing more ferocious as I neared the moon, resembling a black meteor.

If I were to shatter the moon and tear apart the sky, it would require a move worthy of such a spectacle.

“The mad wind races everywhere, distorting both flowers and the moon.”

The demonic spear of wind that shatters mountains and cleaves seas.
The Crazy Wind Spear Technique, Seventh Move.

“Flowery Moon Sweep.”

-Boooooom!!

The ultimate move of the Crazy Wind Divine Spear used in the last duel with Chiron.
The spear of the crazy wind, distorting both flowers and the moon, finally shattered the moon in the sky and brought it down to earth.

-Clang!

With a sound like shattering glass, the crescent moon broke.
Beyond the shattered sky like stained glass, the bright full moon that originally illuminated the sky emerged.

[You wretch!!]

And when I glanced back at Artemis’s furious roar striking my mind.
There she was, caught by her hunters, fuming with eyes full of resentment as if abandoned after a one-night stand.

[I-in my space! Y-you dare to destroy my alter ego!!]

“Hahaha! It’s not a technique to show lightly, but feel free to boast about it for life! The Shattering Spear of Crazy Wind Spear technique has finally defeated the moon!”

To ensure no one would suspect that I had corrupted Artemis.
Like a villain taunting the opponent and fleeing at the end of a fight, I burst into laughter and leapt toward the full moon.

-Whoosh!

“Oh!”

Whether it was due to the difference in air pressure, it felt like the muffled sensation of being on an airplane when I opened my eyes.
I was slowly falling from a pitch-black sky where the moon hung.
In the distance, the slopes of Mount Taygetos shimmered, and the vast Mediterranean and the neatly partitioned Forest of Heroes spread out below my feet.
But what surprised me was the thick spiritual energy felt in the strong gusts of wind.

“Wow… Is the air, no, the natural qi, really this dense?”

Natural qi.
It refers to the natural state of qi spread throughout the world, like the air of this world.
Originally, even with just the Martial Spirit Cultivation technique in Passos, the efficiency was immense, as if consuming a powerful elixir, making me truly marvel at the mythological era.
With heightened sensitivity from reaching the Supreme Demonic state, it felt as if I was swimming in water.

“It seems that mastering the Supreme Demon training and the Reverse Heaven Technique won’t take as long as expected.”

Along with that, the demonic arts of the Demonic Cult that I had not yet learned and the secret arts of the Nine Schools that I remembered as a hobby.
The thought of once again embedding these several times more powerful martial arts into my body began to excite me.
Thus, I silently and carefully glided down using the Spectral Step and landed precisely on the terrace of my room.

“I’ve come to completely regard this as my room already.”

The comfort of being back.
With a bitter smile, I headed to the bathroom to wash up.

-Ssssshhh!

“Whew… this is a hassle too.”

As alluring as it had been to toy with the Goddess of Purity like Artemis, I had forgotten, for a brief moment, the mountain of tasks that lay ahead.
Having reached the pinnacle of martial arts, there was much to consider and prepare for, including future martial arts to learn, training schedules, and a new hypothesis that had emerged.

But for now, I needed rest.
And more importantly, I needed to cool down the part of me that had been relentlessly burning with desire since earlier.

“Whew… This is driving me crazy. Seriously.”

Even as I tried to calm my body with demonic qi, memories of Artemis’s soft, heated flesh and her desperate, sinful dance in my hands flashed in my mind.
Her once-pure body, driven to the brink of madness by my touch, and the desperate moans that had spilled from her lips echoed in my thoughts.
A sudden urge to return to her and take her again, this time in front of her hunters, surged through me.
I had thought that achieving the pinnacle of martial arts had hardened both my body and mind, but the image of Artemis—once pure and untouched—now writhing in lust had embedded itself deeply in my thoughts, becoming a new source of torment for me.

‘There was a brothel run by Aphrodite’s followers in the city beyond the mountains… should I pay a visit just to ease the tension…?’

-Swoosh!

Whether intoxicated by Nectar, or by the pure yet obscene image of the Goddess, my mind was filled with all sorts of thoughts.
As the Demon’s agent, I began to corrupt the Goddess, but perhaps I, too, had been bewitched by the sight of Artemis’s seductive downfall.
After all, the moon has long been known for its ability to enchant those who gaze upon it.

“That’s why I’m even more looking forward to the day she willingly embraces me.”

Cooling my body and silencing my rising desire, I closed my eyes, relishing the thought of the day when Artemis would come to me, not out of compulsion, but of her own volition.

Or was it just my imagination?
As my vision dimmed and I drifted toward sleep, I thought I saw a shimmering white wave flicker behind my eyelids.

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