Vol 4 Chapter 7 (1/2)

Chapter 7 - Unruly Devil King, Sun's Hero

Part 1

He was walking under the night sky in Naples.

Bringing with him Liliana Kranjcar, Kusanagi G.o.dou finally arrived at Santa

Lucia district, and they slowly made their way on foot through the bustling

street.

Even though there had been such a huge commotion the previous day, the

crowds still filled the streets.

If this were j.a.pan, it would definitely have become as deserted as a boat

on the verge of sinking, that even the rats would be gone. As expected of

Italy, and the residents of Naples famous for their optimism.

G.o.dou was strolling in that city.

The one who had an appointment with him here was that handsome

hero-sama, but he should be drawing closer from the other side too. If

you're going to come, come out faster.

His mind thinking over that, the sound of a flute reached his ears.

A flute, but the sound did not seem to be the clear sound of an instrument,

but rather a simple nostalgic feeling, leaving people with a deep

impression, it was a sorrowful yet incredible melody.

G.o.dou looked towards the crowds.

Towards the source of the melody.

It was shocking to see the handsome youth standing in the middle of the

crowd, blowing a gra.s.s whistle.

The people, who had noticed this performance, had quickly cleared away

and made way for him.

Their behavior was almost like they had only noticed the sound of the flute

for the first time. No, surely that was the case. The beautiful youth [Heretic

G.o.d]'s divine power must have had something to do with this.

Using his majesty as a G.o.d, causing the humans to give way of their own

volition.

Those who laid their eyes upon him, wore a trance-like expression.

An appearance that caused people to feel that he was cosplaying, the

handsome youth dressed in pure white. But somehow, he gave off the

impression of someone special, a sacred existence, a result of the innate

charm of a G.o.d.

”Well met again, G.o.dslayer. You've kept me waiting.”

The hero smiled.

G.o.dou walked towards him, with Liliana following behind. The surrounding

people parted and gave way, hence it was not too much of a task to arrive

right before Perseus.

”How should I address you from now? Should I continue calling you

Perseus?”

”...Ho.”

Perseus, like a brilliant sun, revealed a smile on his beautiful face. He

threw aside the gra.s.s whistle which was a leaf from some unknown tree,

and replied,

”Have you discovered my secret? Did Athena tell you?”

”That's how it is. I never expected that a G.o.d would lie when giving his

name.”

”If you'll allow me to explain, that isn't a false name, as I have many

different names. The 'One who came from the East' is an especially

famous one... I had concluded that this name is the most widely accepted

one, nowadays.”

He smiled like someone who had played a trick.

Even with this kind of expression, he was still very charming, truly, this

beautiful youth was a despicable character.

”I will not allow you to use my other name casually, it's fine if you continue

to address me as Perseus... you might be surprised to know this, but I'm

someone who likes to be in the spotlight.”

Totally not surprising. Though our time together has been short, G.o.dou

already knew this very well.

G.o.dou, tensing his muscles, took no notice of Perseus' refusal.

This man who liked playing tricks - the one who wanted to be referred to as

Perseus, was very strong. If he did not fight with all his might, it would not

even be close to a fair fight.

”... If that's the case, I think there's a better place to do this. A place wider,

bigger, which would catch the eye of more people, and allow them all to

watch our battle.”

”Ho?”

”Since we're going to do battle, let's do it there... Liliana, please lead the

way.”

Nodding her head with a simple 'Understood.', Liliana took the lead.

The new location for their duel had already been decided when the two of

them were making their way here in a discussion.

Behind the chivalrous and calm female knight, the Campione and

handsome G.o.d followed.

On the bustling street of Naples, even though it was nighttime, it was still

very bright.

The three of them walked on the road, the goers automatically giving way,

because they were attracting a large amount of attention -

Is something special going to happen?

The surrounding people had such a question hanging on their faces,

looking towards them.

They proceeded under the gaze of the crowds, like a wrestler making his

way to the ring, and the wrestler would try to display his power on the way.

... It was hard to believe that this small journey would end up becoming so

epic.

G.o.dou was rather stressed out over this unexpected development.

”I see, this was quite the good suggestion. If it's this place, the ma.s.ses

would be able to properly appreciate our battle, it's a great place for our

final showdown!”

Inspecting the location Liliana had brought them to, Perseus nodded,

satisfied.

It was a particularly famous tourist sightseeing attraction, in the Santa

Lucia district.

- Piazza del Plebisito. It was a semi-circle shaped plaza, with a great view.

In this plaza, there were two buildings of historical significance.

The church of San Francesco di Paola.

Palazzo Reale Di Napoli. In other words, the royal palace of Naples.

Adjacent to the royal palace were one of the three great opera houses of

Italy, Teatro San Carlo, and also Castel Nuovo, a castle constructed during

the same age as the Castel dell'Ovo.

In short, this was a random collection of famous sites.

Hence, even in the night, there were many people, but when Perseus had

entered the plaza, they had in turn maintained their distance.

The people formed a large circle around the perimeter, wanting to see

what happens next.

It was as though this were a movie shoot with many extras.

In this situation, G.o.dou was like the one playing the villain, about to do

battle with the good-looking protagonist, as he followed behind Perseus,

embarra.s.sed.

Halfway through, they had to force their way through the crowd, and his

eyes met with Liliana's, who was in the front row.

Her immediate nodding of her head in response was rea.s.suring.

- Thus, the G.o.d and the Campione stood in the center of attention, in the

middle of the square, facing each other.

Perseus summoned his sword out of thin air.

On the other side, G.o.dou was barehanded.

This time, he should not choose an incomplete weapon. Against the hero

who was victorious yesterday, he had to go all out in his first attack, which

meant that he should pick -

”To not use your other name casually.... You did say that, right?”

Even the simplest of words could be turned into words of power, a sacred

sword.

The golden secret sword that rend G.o.ds.

However, the trump card that was his strongest weapon, to what extend

could its potential be reached this time?

His other forms having been sealed, antic.i.p.ating that the [Sword] would be

an exception, this way of thinking was somewhat weak. Yet, he did not

care, he would simply go ahead.

”Excuse me, but I will not be able to do that. I'll say this first.... the One who

came from the east, the Invincible Sun Heliogabalus - you who possesses

many aliases, the name that you conceal is Mithras, the sun G.o.d born on

winter solstice. That is the other you!”

At that moment, G.o.dou reinforced his resolve, and in one breath, pulled

out the [Sword].

Enveloping the surrounding in light, the words from his mouth becoming

words of power, and the light spheres that turned golden, it as the weapon

used by the [Warrior], the last form of Verethragna - the spell words of the

[Sword].

”The hero of light, Mithras. This is the name you have hidden!”

He started with the restrained first sword.

G.o.dou controlled the many lights of the [Sword], and slashed towards

Perseus/Mithras. In return for that arrow the day before, he did not hold

back at all.

”Hoho - you had concealed such an ability? Hahaha, truly magnificent!”

The Mithras who called himself Perseus moved, at a speed like a white

panther.

Instantly jumping back, dodging the sword of light.

”You were originally known only as Perseus - the Man who came from the

East, the stranger who had saved the princess Andromeda from the giant

serpent, a serpent-slayer and a skilled swordsman... originally you were

only thus.”

G.o.dou, who had caused Perseus to step back, extended the [Sword].

Countless lights like the stars, illuminated the entire plaza, each and every

of those lights weapons to kill Perseus/Mithras.

”Since ancient times, the serpent - and the dragon, the heroes that fought

these were many, and you were one of the prime examples. A hero who

struck down the serpent and saved the beautiful maiden. What were their

reasons for doing battle with the serpents? This was because serpents and

dragons which were, by the former rulers of the divine world, the great

G.o.ddesses of the land - they had reduced them to these forms due to their

evil nature.”

Now, G.o.dou's mind still had the knowledge of the time when Athena was

still a G.o.ddess of the land.

If he did not begin to understand from this part, he would not be able to

understand the nature of the [Serpent-Slayer]. In the primeval world that

these G.o.ddesses had been wors.h.i.+pped as the highest of G.o.ds, the [Lady]

had possessed the most authority. This was knowledge that had been

gained from that time when he fought against Athena.

This wisdom was shaped into words of power, into the radiance of the

[Sword].

In order to make keen this radiance, G.o.dou continued to chant the words

of power.

”The Queens of the divine world struck down those that were known as

demonic beasts. The result was the collapse of the world where the

G.o.ddesses reigned, and with that came the world where warriors with

bronze and metal weaponry reigned. With the coming of an age where

military strength ruled the countries, and the mission of the heroes of steel

like you, was to carve out such a new world of violence!”

The preparations were done, what would the result be like?

In response to G.o.dou's words of power, the light spheres that circled

around Perseus began to speed up.

”Hm - Is this something like those flight implements? What strange words

of power.”

The hero murmured to himself, his interest piqued.

The sword in his hand vanished, and in its place appeared a longbow,

along with a quiver on his back, of course, within the quiver were multiple

tens of arrows.

”If that's the case, then I shall exchange blows with you by my bow. Come,

let us see whose technique reigns supreme!”

In contrast to Perseus who was giving off a manly smile, G.o.dou did not

have that kind of allowance.

Desperately chanting the words of power, he gathered his [Sword].

”I am the dragon of injustice, the strongest and the most wicked of

butchers! The sword that protects the men and women of righteousness,

obey me!”

An infinite amount of light spheres answered G.o.dou, gathering, forming

tens of swords.

A golden formation of swords.

The swords were aimed directly at Perseus, surrounding him from all

sides.

”In that case, by the sun that rises from the east, grant me strength!

Bestow upon me the strength to crush my comrade Verethragna!”

Perseus had also begun chanting his own words of power.

A halo appeared behind him, standing as proof of the Man from the East's

ident.i.ty as the sun G.o.d.

That light was a powerful ability that he had gained from Mithras, the G.o.d

who came from the east that had a.s.similated into Roman mythology, which

was also the origin of the troublesome ability that could seal Verethragna.

G.o.dou made up his mind, and in a single breath, released the golden

[Sword].

”Right now, I have borrowed the divine protection of the sun, to fire this

one arrow. Young G.o.dslayer, a light, when present before another yet

whose radiance surpa.s.ses its own will lose its splendor, learn this lesson

well!”

At the same time, Perseus fired an arrow towards the moon in the sky.

The single arrow soared high into the heavens - and then split into

hundreds of lights that bathed the ground, and the [Sword] that was. .h.i.t by

the rain of light dissolved, much like an ice cube beneath a hot summer

sun.

As I thought, this won't work? That's really a troublesome ability.”

G.o.dou griped about his opponent's troublesome power.

How is it? Perseus who had said that to him puffed out his chest. His

childishness was overflowing, yet his charm and charisma as a hero did

not diminish.

Strong to the point of causing others to click their tongues.

Though his comprehensive capabilities could not be thought of to be

higher than Athena's, G.o.dou's affinity against him was comparatively

worse than with Athena. As long as he carried the aspect of Mithras, the

hero of light, any attack against him was ineffective.

- Even so, G.o.dou did not plan on going down without a fight.

He renewed his a.s.sault.

If the opponent's ability was troublesome, then he would just have to seal it

first. If that plan did not work, then he would have no chance at victory. At

any rate, it was better than hesitating.

In order to revive the [Sword] that had partially disappeared, he continued

to chant the words of power.

”The second name that you've hidden - Mithras. The place that this divinity

was wors.h.i.+pped, reigning over the center of the world, is the Roman

Empire that we all know of. The people of that country wors.h.i.+pped the

divinities that were introduced from foreign places, becoming new religions,

a broad-minded and perfunctory inclination.”

Yes, G.o.ds introduced from foreign places.

For example Cybele from Asia Minor, Isis from Egypt, and even Moses.

The early Roman Empire had introduced many different G.o.ds from many

different places, prophets and beliefs, and then reinforced it with their own

adjustments, and the origin divinities had turned into G.o.ds which were filled

with the style and culture of Rome.

Among those G.o.ds, Mithras was included.

”The foreign G.o.d IVIithras' homeland was Persia, to the east of Rome, and

another G.o.d that also came from the east, Heliogabalus - the Greek sun

G.o.d that had its own palace at the end of the east, the G.o.d that was called

'Sol' in Rome!”

Continuing to speak out words of power crafted from the origins of the

hero, the light of the [Sword] began to intensify again.

Likewise, the halo behind Perseus glowed brighter and brighter.

He raised his longbow once more, nocked an arrow, any further and it

would be a repeat of earlier. However - !

”The [Sun G.o.d] that was one and the same as [One who came from the

east]. The careless Roman people, unintentionally, had thought of

Heliogabalus as Mithras, and then with yet another [The Man from the

East] - Perseus, was added into the mix!”

If the power of Mithras could seal Verethragna, then he would have to start

from that point.

Even if it meant using the words of power of the [Sword]. If he could not

succeed at this, then the outcome would be decided, there was no room

for hesitation.

Like professional gamblers who have gone all-in, G.o.dou would decide

everything with this.

The overflowing light from the words of power. The [Sword] that had been

bestowed upon him by Liliana, expanded significantly.

”The Man from the East - what was hidden beneath this name was, the

ancient Romans that had combined the Greek hero Perseus with

Heliogabalus, and also the Persian sun G.o.d as one ent.i.ty, only the

Romans who had loose and generous religious beliefs, could be capable

of performing this drastic move. You are not the hero of the ancient

Greeks...! In the Roman Empire that did not have a single unified belief of

the G.o.ds, you are just an emergent hero G.o.d!”

”Fufu, though you have a way with your words, but what should be useful

on the battlefield is a weapon of steel!”

Perseus who had been surrounded by a mult.i.tude of [Swords] fired an

arrow again.

The rings of the [Sun] behind his back flared up brilliantly.

The released arrow turned into a thousand shafts of light that burst forth,

and the [Sword] was vanquished immediately. However, at the same time,

G.o.dou continued to create new swords.

The target of the [Sword], from Perseus to Mithras - to be narrowed down.

”Why is my power of Verethragna largely ineffective against Mithras? The

answer is simple. The G.o.d who came from the east Mithras, his origin

could be traced back to Mitra - Verethragna's master!”

The secret of the G.o.ds that Liliana had told him.

Before the appearance of Verethragna, the previous [Persian Warlord] was

the sun G.o.d Mitra. Whether it was in Latin or Greek, his name would be

read as Mithras.

Guessing what G.o.dou was aiming for, Perseus fired off another arrow.

Though he only saw Perseus firing off one lone arrow, but from this arrow

alone, burst forth tens of arrows of light that pierced the [Swords], and what

was like the stars of the starry sky disappeared one by one.

However, the [Sword] that were converted from targeting Perseus to

Mithras were untouched.

Though the amount was not much, what remained was still about a quarter

of the original amount.

”The leader of the ancient east, Mitra, who was your original form, the

power with the capability to seal the G.o.d Verethragna! That's why firstly, I

have to sever that power of the sun!”

The spell words of the [Sword] had almost run out, hence G.o.dou released

the remainder in a single breath.

G.o.dou extended his hand towards the precious weapon, and the gathering

golden light formed into a giant sword, and the divine sword of gold was

created.

”Verethragna, rejecting the rule of the King of the Sun? Don't get ahead of

yourself!”

Knowing that he was about to lose that absolute advantage of his, Perseus

yelled out in a loud voice.

”Truly you are my sworn enemy, G.o.dslayer! ....Hahaha, although I had

forgotten about it, I'll take this opportunity to ask you! G.o.dslayer, tell me

your name, Perseus will hereby acknowledge you as the man who became

my sworn enemy, I will remember it well!”

”My name is Kusanagi G.o.dou! But, I don't think there's a need for you to

remember it!”

”No, I have already fully committed it to my memory, now let us continue

our battle!”

The hero excitedly shouted his reply to G.o.dou's introduction of his name.

Are the heroes of old all the same as him? If that's the case, I definitely

don't want to get to know them better. I'm not Salvatore Doni, to be able to

chat and drink beer with people whom I have been slas.h.i.+ng away at as

enemies an hour earlier. It's regrettable, but I don't have this kind of

interest. Realizing the cultural gap between him and the G.o.d, G.o.dou tightly

gripped a golden sword.

He continued to forge the [Sword] that was meant to rend Mithras.

”Your peak was before the beginning of the third century, the time when

Heliogabalus became the Emperor of the Roman Empire, he was a tyrant

of extreme decadence. Heliogabalus then impersonated the name of

Mithras, threw aside the ancient G.o.ds of Rome, and became your highest

priest!”^'']

”Correct, Kusanagi G.o.dou! You knew even that!”

While answering, he fired off arrows of light.

G.o.dou moved the [Sword] slightly, waving it and fending them off.

”However he was a.s.sa.s.sinated by his own guards, ending his rule in

merely four years. Even though you were a G.o.d wors.h.i.+pped by the

Emperor, you could not stand at the summit of the G.o.ds. In replacement,

the Son of G.o.d^^^ with the heart of compa.s.sion took your place as the

target of the religions' wors.h.i.+p, conquering the religious world of the

Romans!”

313 AD, the legalization of Christianity by the Milan Edict.

It was an opportunity, for the once persecuted Christianity to become the

state religion of both the eastern and western Roman Empire. The tables

were turned, and they arrogantly branded other religions of divinities as

[Paganism], persecuting them, and included amongst these, was of course

the Invincible sun G.o.d.

- Therefore, these words of power would be the last sword to finish off

Mithras.

G.o.dou as though brandis.h.i.+ng his sword, threw his weapon towards

Perseus. The golden sword flew, like an arrow, straight and true,

Perseus used his longbow to guard against the a.s.sault.

However, G.o.dou's sword destroyed the longbow, and the sword of golden

light embedded itself in the hero's powerful body.

In the next second, there was an explosion of pure light.

The powerful Shockwave sent both G.o.dou and the hero flying through the

air.

Part 2

The amount of time the two of them were down for, were a few tens of

seconds.

”... To have severed the [Mithras] that is contained within my body?

Though the method wasn't magnificent, it was still quite impressive,

Kusanagi G.o.dou!”

Exhilarated, the hero picked himself up.

Now, the only name remaining for him was 'Perseus'. Before the damage

is recovered, the name of 'Mithras' that was severed by the [Sword] had no

meaning.

Seeing the energetic figure before him, G.o.dou surrept.i.tiously nodded his

head.

That previous attack was the [Sword] that slew Mithras, and just as he

thought, it did no damage against the divinity of Perseus, but that could not

be helped, as he could not have asked for a better outcome.

Furthermore, he had been lucky beyond his expectations.

Previously, when he had changed the [Sword]'s target from Apollo to Osiris

in his attack, he suffered from an immense fatigue due to that, but this time

round he did not feel any of the aftereffects. It was probably because he

did not force himself as much as that time, when he forcefully changed the

nature of the ability.

- While he was thinking, Perseus started to move.

When he had noticed it, Perseus had appeared right in front of him, and

then grabbed his left arm, casually flinging him aside, sending G.o.dou

flying.

” - Guha! What ridiculous strength...!”

G.o.dou smashed into a white stone pillar.

Fortunately his head was not the point of impact, but his back was partially

embedded into the wall.

In the Piazza Plebiscite which had become a battlefield, this was between

two historical buildings, San Francesco di Paola church and the royal

palace of Naples.

At the facade of the former, the church, there were many pillars

constructed from white stone, and it had thusly become a rather famous

sightseeing spot.

G.o.dou had been thrown onto one of the pillars.

.... The impact had been ma.s.sive. Though he did not have any prior

experience, it probably felt like being hit by a truck.

”Since the olden times, wrestling was never a warrior-only technique, it

was also a sport for the ma.s.ses. Perhaps you might have already known

this as well. Come, let us test our skills!”

”No way I'll do it! I'm an exemplar modern person, I didn't have that kind of

upbringing!”

G.o.dou retorted instinctively. Perseus should have been referring to mixed

martial arts, but there was no way G.o.dou had those kinds of martial arts

skills.

While standing up, G.o.dou felt a chilling sensation.

His body was unable to exert its full flexibility, due to the impact to his back

region. His body was hurting all over, and Perseus slowly approached.

He had no choice but to fight, and G.o.dou caught sight of a beautiful girl in

his field of vision.

While feeling confused about the fight between G.o.d and Campione, the

ma.s.ses were watching in a trance-like state. They did not number over a

thousand, but it was at least a few hundred.

And standing at the front of the audience was a beautiful silver-haired girl,

an expression of anxiety, as though she wanted to call out her magic

sword and stand between G.o.dou and the hero.

G.o.dou hurriedly tried to tell her 'it's still too early' through his expression,

looking straight at Liliana.

When doing battle with a divinity that possessed many strange and

powerful authorities, it would be best not to show your entire hand at once,

or the possibility of a complete wipeout would be high.

A more practical way would be to judge the flow of combat, then gradually

increasing your combat strength, that would be more efficient.

It was like switching players out in the middle of a soccer or baseball

match, Liliana felt rather regretful, and she loosened her tense shoulders, it

seems that she had realized his intentions.

”... For I am strongest amongst the strong. Truly, I am one that holds each

and every victory. I care not whom challenges me, whether man or devil; I

may face all my foes and all my enemies. Regardless, I shall crush all

those who wouldst stand in my way!”

G.o.dou recited the words of power.

The sacred hymn of Verethragna that declared of being the strongest and

of victory. Visualizing that image. That of the heroic and indomitable,

horned divine beast - the incarnation of the [Bull].

”O' mighty bull that possesseth the horns of s.h.i.+ning gold, grant me your

aid!”

As one with G.o.dou's determination, the pain in his body gradually left him.

At times like tiiis, tine adrenaline that rushes through the Campione's body,

is roughly a hundred times higher than that of a normal person. Because of

how haphazard their bodies are, in battle, even if their bones break, inner

organs get pierced, they can endure the pain.

”Oo, using a new power? With the divine power of transformation that you

obtained from that war G.o.d, what kind of power will it be this time!?”

Perseus grabbed hold of him again, while shouting.

Does he intend on throwing me again? However, my strength won't lose

out to his this time.

The activation condition for the [Bull] was for the opponent to possess

superhuman strength. If the foe was Perseus, then there would be no

problem - !

G.o.dou grabbed onto Perseus body while bending back, and flung him

backwards splendidly.

This time was the beautiful hero's turn to be sent flying through the air and

smas.h.i.+ng into the stone pillar.

”Hahaha, you do understand after all! Magnificent, come, give me another

attack!”

Perseus stood up, laughing in a loud voice.

The look in his eyes started to get more serious, perhaps the attack had

done no damage.

G.o.dou went 'hmph' with his nose.

Though he was slightly disappointed, but G.o.dou did not plan on fighting

with the hero of the myths for too long. Because he had a more efficient

and realistic battle plan, G.o.dou held back his thoughts of shame and

touched the stone pillar.

.... The him of now possessed a superhuman strength.

A strength that was not generated by muscle, but a strange, supernatural

power.

When using the incarnation of the [Bull], he only needed to place his feet

on the land, and a burning hot power would flow from his feet to the rest of

his body, that should be the source of this strange power.

G.o.dou used both his arms to hug the white stone pillar of San Francesco

di Paola church.

The pillars crafted of beautiful stone in the front of the church were about

four, five meters tall, of pure limestone. Of course, they were firmly fixed

into the ground, and onto the church above.

”O, 000000000000000!!”

In sync with his roar, his mind focused.

The power of the [Bull] had one absurd characteristic, that is when the

target of this authority is heavier, the strength also increases in proportion.

In a direct comparison of strength with Perseus, he could probably be

thrown away for a distance of roughly over ten meters, but right here in

front of the church, with his full strength -

... Creak... Crack... Unpleasant sounds could be heard from the pillar.

Cracks began to appear at the top of the pillar, and G.o.dou felt that it was

almost ready. In one breath, he plucked out the pillar - no, more accurately,

he broke it off.

It was such an unbelievable sight, even though that he was the one who

did it, G.o.dou still felt dumbfounded by it.

Like Popeye, the one who gained superhuman strength after eating

spinach, or Judge Samson from the Old Testament who pulled down the

pillars of the Temple of Dagon, that kind of feat.

(By the way, this church was designed in the early nineteenth century by

the famous architect Pietro Bianchi, which the Pope recognized as a

building of historical significance. The act of damaging this building would

probably incur divine wrath.)

Without thinking, G.o.dou swung that pillar back and forth -

With a heavy impact, he struck Perseus.

No, to use the verb [struck] would be a gross understatement, it was like

using those industrial cranes with the gigantic steel ball used for demolition

to attack Perseus.

”Ngh! What terrific strength!”

Perseus used both his hands to protect his face, and G.o.dou forcefully

pummeled him flat out on the ground.

The stone pillar being used as a weapon of brutality was made of

limestone, hence it broke into pieces after a short while. Shaking off the

dust on his body, the hero then glared at G.o.dou with a sharp gaze.

It was neither hateful nor angered, but rather a look of determination and

appreciation of the aggression shown.

”You too are a man known as a King, and I feel that you should use a more

fitting weapon - But this is fine too, although I still wish for your actions to

be more beautiful!”

While still speaking, he spread out his arms, and Perseus kicked off the