Return of the Sword God-Rank Civil Servant novel Chapter 562

"You...!"

At the sudden appearance of Heracles, the back of Zeus's neck suddenly grew hot for an instant.

Who the hell do you think I'm suffering like this because of, and yet you come here...!

But whether Su-ho knew Zeus's feelings or not, he paid absolutely no attention to Zeus's reaction and simply leaped down from Cheolma.

The Blood Sword in his hand came along as a bonus.

"Kirik?"

As the enormous presence dropped down below, the Resentment Soldiers all turned their gaze toward Su-ho at once.

And the instant they saw Su-ho, the emotion of rage that had been programmed into the Resentment Soldiers instantly stimulated them.

"Kiaaaaaa!!"

The Resentment Soldiers charged toward the falling Su-ho.

One of them closed the distance with Su-ho in an instant with a single huge running leap.

"My, aren't you in a hurry."

[ Summoning Heracles's Lion Head Helmet. ]

[ Summoning Heracles's Club. ]

[ Blood Amory is activated. ]

[ Blessing is activated. ]

[ Paladian is activated. ]

[ Divine Aura is activated. ]

[ Mana Detection is activated. ]

[ Endurance is activated. ]

[ Enhancement is activated. ]

[ Eye of the Nightsmith is activated. ]

[ Sword Energy is activated. ]

Brilliant skill effects burst forth, and his equipment was completed in an instant.

The moment he finished arming himself, Su-ho used Leap, stepped on empty air, and spun his body.

Seogeogeok!!

The ones that had approached right up to his nose were sliced cleanly in two.

At that sight, Zeus's and Hera's eyes widened to the size of saucers.

"How?!"

These were Resentment Soldiers that would not die, nor even be properly wounded, no matter how madly they were battered with spear, blade, and lightning.

So how could those things be butchered by a single simple slash like that?

Su-ho's bizarre display continued even after that.

Landing neatly on the ground, Su-ho lightly slaughtered the entire group of Titan Resentment Soldiers with only a few minimal movements.

It was so absurd that Zeus, watching it, felt hollow.

Why had I struggled so desperately, and why was my wife injured?

The moment the Resentment Soldiers were cut down and died, they scattered like smoke and vanished.

"They don't even leave shadows."

Su-ho clicked his tongue, then walked over to Zeus.

"Long time no see."

"You...!"

"Hm, that's strange. Don't tell me you still think I'm Heracles?"

He was not being sarcastic. He genuinely meant it.

Because the quest was already over, so he did not think there was any reason left for Zeus to mistake him for Heracles.

'Normally, once the quest ends, all the forcibly twisted causal relationships the system bent out of shape for its own amusement get restored.'

It was then.

As Zeus looked at Su-ho's face, all kinds of emotions crossed his face in an instant.

Anger?

At first, it was anger.

But after turning it over again, that was not quite it.

It was a more complicated emotion than that.

What is this?

What is this unpleasant feeling?

At that moment, he remembered.

Right.

It was grievance.

This was grievance.

Because the moment he saw Su-ho, those hazy, fog-like memories suddenly all came back to him.

'The system!'

Right.

That bastard wasn't Heracles. He was a Player!

Damn it.

Was it the system's trickery?

Yes, that was right.

Everything had been the system's trickery.

A huge and nasty sort of staged play for a Player who possessed the Heracles trait.

If he had not seen Su-ho again, Zeus probably would have gone on thinking that all of this had happened because of Heracles.

Because those of them written into Su-ho's story would simply be left on standby without their settings being changed until they were assigned another role.

And what if they died in the meantime?

The system did not care.

After all, indigenous gods of the sub-Constellation class were merely beings used like tools for the system's role-playing amusement.

"Huff... Huff...."

At the sudden adjustment of causality, Zeus felt a headache.

And it was not only Zeus.

Hera, too, recovered her memories at the same time.

"Damn it..."

The look in Zeus's eyes changed.

The murky filth that had shown whenever he grew jealous of his son disappeared, and the sharpness he had shown during the Titanomachy returned.

"Looks like your memory got restored."

"...As you can see."

"Then there's no bad blood, right?"

Su-ho held out his hand.

Zeus stared at the hand Su-ho was offering him for a moment.

Ppudeuk!

He knew that the Player before his eyes was not at fault, nor guilty of anything.

But the emotional aftereffects of the restored memories still remained.

He calmed his heart.

He was the king of Olympus.

If so, then all the more reason why his feelings must not become his attitude.

Among the memories that had returned as well was the fact that if the Player standing before him had not driven them into Tartarus, that man would have died.

Because no matter how strong a Player might be, there would have been almost no way for him to subdue beings like them, who were of the sub-Constellation class.

Having regained his composure, Zeus took Su-ho's hand.

"There isn't. No bad blood. You and I are both merely the system's toys."

"Looks like all your memories came back. Yeah, that's right. As long as we're under the system, we're all nothing more than the system's toys."

It was then.

"Ugh!"

Hera's groan.

At her pain, Su-ho quickly let go of Zeus's hand and went over to her.

Hera's wounds were far worse than they had looked from a distance.

"That's a bad injury. Did the Resentment Soldiers do that?"

"They did. The Resentment Soldiers here were made in order to deal with us."

"Is there no way to heal it?"

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