Chapter 206 – The Trial of One. Nemean Lion (2)
If there is one thing that humans are superior to beasts, it is definitely ‘intelligence’.
I used my wisdom to defeat the Nemean lion, and I tried to defeat him in the most intelligent way.
Information was gathered.
Its leather is so tough and thick, it is said that it does not even scratch with a spear knife.
I thought about the number of cases, and I shot an arrow first just in case.
Didn’t die
So I decided to use the wisest method I could come up with.
The surest and safest way to kill the Nemean Lion.
The surest way to use what humans have.
That.
With overwhelming power, it rips the guy to death.
Boo and aaaaa!!
It bites the whole skin with its teeth and violently pulls the surroundings.
The tough skin didn’t break down easily, but I, too, have the power to bite something like a lion’s.
Wood Deuk.
Leather is torn
He inserted his fingers into the cracks in the epidermis and forcibly made a hole in the hide.
A sound resounds as if each cell tissue is being torn apart.
Kyaaaaa!!
At the same time, the lion’s painful scream is also heard.
I complained of pain as I rolled through the cave where no light came in, but I held on to him with the strength of my lower body even though he struggled to get me off somehow.
“Where!”
I tightened my thighs and wrapped my arms around his back.
I stretched my legs under my stomach to keep my lower body from falling, and at the same time I twisted it from side to side while grabbing around the ripped leather.
Wow!
The more the lion tried to hold on, the more he rolled on the ground and tried to tear me away, the more his hide his kept tearing.
A portion wider than the width of my palm had been ripped away from the flesh, and I grabbed the tattered flesh again and tore it off.
That’s why, it feels like you’re unwrapping vinyl that doesn’t peel well when wrapping tteokbokki.
However, it does not tear well, and there is nothing that a person cannot tear if he gives strength.
The same goes for lions.
KIA AAK!!
The Nemean lion turned over and tried to crush me with his own weight.
He was as big as a car and tried to push me down by pressing his heavy body his, but instead I twisted his head and bit the skin under his mane his.
“!!!”
The lion began to twist again.
He rubbed me on his back with his back his, and began rubbing his body his as if trying to grind it with the ground.
At the same time, he moved his limbs wildly, trying to claw at my limbs that held him tight, and continued to smack my thighs with his tail.
Slap, slap!
Every time I hit it, it hurts like being beaten with a whip.
Judging from the tingling sensation felt at the place where the snap was being hit, it seemed that the bruising would not be enough and the blood would burst if it was hit a little more.
I understand.
If there is now a hole in the backboard that is bigger than my head, if the skin is torn to the extent that the muscles are exposed inside the hole, it will be painful.
However.
“Die, Gigantes!”
Just because I understand, there is no reason for me to look at this monster.
Per-billion.
I gave a big blow with my fist from the side towards the muscle where the flesh had been ripped off.
Whether or not the blood bursting through my muscles soaked my knuckles, I continued punching the skinned area.
Krrrr…!
The lion turned over again.
Then he turned over again.
Perhaps he was going to roll on the ground with me, even though his skin was ripped off, he was holding up better than I thought and continued to angle himself to kill me.
But.
“You think I’m tired? Huh?”
Puck, puck, puck.
I continued to pump his fists into his wounds.
As I continued to swing my fists with one hand in one direction, my arms were strained, but the more I continued to swing my fists, the more strained my body was.
Fluff.
The lion slid sideways.
At the same time, my arm that hit him was also crushed by the lion.
“Keuuugh…!”
This time, it was a ploy to use his body to rub my arm on the ground to get rid of it.
As a lion he’s been trying to get me off somehow to get himself an advantage, but the bastard is still overlooking one.
No matter how much I am a male animal, even if I am not a woman.
If you keep holding on like this, one day you will run out of strength.
“Oohh!!”
I swung my fist again with spirit.
It staggered in the direction I punched it, slid into the wall, and collapsed heavily.
Thud!
My shoulder his also hit the wall.
This time the impact was so great that I almost fell off, but I didn’t let go of him until the end and kept clinging to him.
“Hehe,hehe…!”
Slowly.
I started to feel fear in him.
I felt as if I was trembling with fear, how long I would hold on to myself like this.
“Ruler…”
I buried my head in his skin.
“How long can you last? Huh? At least I can last while eating and drinking like this.”
Kwadeuk.
I twisted my head at his ripped hide.
Cringe
He chewed with his teeth, biting off flesh rather than slicing it.
Could this be a zombie?
However, this was also the surest way to deal with the Nemean Lion.
If knives and spears don’t work properly, it’s the answer to rip off the flesh in this way.
Unless I recover my body faster than I hit or ripped it out, someday the blood will continue to flow and I will die from excessive blood loss.
Before I got crushed
Before I die on an empty stomach.
Before I, this Hercules, has exhausted his will to kill the lion with all his might.
“Lion of Nemea. You will die by my hand.”
It would be nice if it was today, but it doesn’t matter if it’s not today.
“No matter how long it takes, you die.”
* * *
Molorkos, a resident of Mount Tretos, could hardly sleep due to anxiety.
The lion of Nemea Valley appeared every fictitious night and roared at night as if mocking people, and people were sincerely worried that the lion would eat anyone who came out of the house at night.
But from some time ago, the Nemean lion stopped roaring.
At first, it must have been just a coincidence, and as usual, I was terrified, locked inside the house.
The next day, I wondered if the Nemean lion had gone elsewhere.
And the point at which the Nemean lion no longer appears in the village on the 30th day.
“Damn, why am I…!”
Molorcos, as the representative of the village, decided to secretly hunt the lions in the Nemea Valley to observe the lion’s movements.
Someone had to step in.
And as someone, Molorcos, who was the fastest in the village, was put forward, and Molorcos had no choice but to come out.
“Goddess Athens. Please, if I ever meet the Nemean lion, she give me the wisdom to flee from him…!”
Molorchus usually prayed to the most trusted and respected goddess.
She said that Nemean lions would prey on men, but if Molorchus was as nimble as he was, he would be able to escape.
“Hey…! If only the town bastards hadn’t taken her wife hostage…!”
The wisest and wisest thing to do was to leave the village alone and go somewhere else, but unfortunately his wife was caught by the villagers.
They are wicked
They send people out saying that they are insecure, but no one volunteers, so they choose you because you are the youngest and fastest person.
“Damn, damn…! Goddess Athena! If you wish for one more thing, I hope that I can safely save my wife from the villagers… Huh!!”
Molorcos sat down in amazement at what he saw before him.
Thump, thump, thump.
The Nemean Lion is walking.
With her head tilted to the side, she is walking as if a person is walking.
“Ah, ah, ah…!”
Perhaps what she needed was not the wisdom to devise a way to live, but the courage not to be frightened even if the Nemean lion was in front of her eyes.
I regret it, but my body didn’t listen to me anymore.
Late.
As soon as that red lion approaches-
“Look.”
“…Uh?”
“What are you doing there now?”
“…A Nemean lion, a horse?”
“What?Haha!!”
The lion started laughing.
No, beneath the lion who was sticking his head out to the side, a large red man grabbed his stomach and laughed.
“The Nemean Lion? Are you talking about this?”
Thud!
The man tossed the lion aside.
The lion limp and fell to the floor.
“What, what…!”
“I caught it. I kept the head for my own use, but I tore the body to shreds.”
“…! Stand, no way…”
“Do you know where the river is around? I can’t even wash right now and I’m still in this state, so I want to soak in the water first.”
“Did you really kill the Nemean Lion? The others?”
“Someone else? There’s no such thing.”
The man grinned and shrugged his shoulders.
“I killed the lion alone. I, Hercules.”
Man, Hercules raised only the lion’s head, which he had dropped to the floor, back on his shoulders.
“The greatest Greek warrior.”
Like a decoration.
