“That
serial killer has killed dozens of people and hasn’t arrested until now,” Hades
mumbled while reading the newly delivered parchment. “And took their liver.”
“Alright
then,” Hades said after putting the parchment on the desk. Even if Hades looked
calm and collected Lyre can still see a new light in his usually expressionless
eyes. This is what he’s waited for a long time. An adventure.
“Where
are the location of the murder, Master,” Lyre asked.
“Trondheim,
Norwegia.” Hades leaned on the chair with a very rare smile on his face.
“Prepare my clothes. Don’t put something too flashy but it has to be something
nice to look at and comfortable to wear. And don’t spray perfume on the
clothes, it made me feel sick.”
“But
Master you have to wear a perfume or else...” Lyre bowed her head in fear, she
didn’t dare to continue. No, Hades doesn’t smell like blood or a corpse just
like what those stupid poet said.
Hades
smells like a lily. The scent is very concentrated and strong, it can make
those who are not accustomed with feel dizzy. The perfume Lyre intended to give
can make the scent softer.
“Up
to you then,” Hades rolled his eyes. “By the way it is very likely that I’ll
need your help so come with me, for the time being Thanatos[1]
will take over this place.”
While
Lyre looking for clothes on the wardobe, Hades stood up and flapped his wing
and trying to figure out a plan.
Descending
to the human world and killing a sinner isn’t as easy as it seems. There are a
lot of things to take a note of. A hundred years ago before killing that mad
dictator hades has to disguise as his subordinate. He tricked him and telling
his enemies about his plan without anyone noticing and scheming a lot of things
which led to the dead of that mad dictator. When killing a sinner it must be
done in a clean and a well thought plan. And that’s what He did.
Once
Hades kill a sinner without a well thought plan and just kill him right away.
There’ll be a lot of rumor started because of it. Just like when he set to kill
that Romanian leader. Hades killed him right away. And look what happened, even
after a hundred years there are still a lot of people try to guessing the cause
of his death. And then their imagination run wild and thought that the Romanian
leader actually hasn’t died and turned into a vampire. There are a lot of
people worshipping him, creating a story about him, and thought he was a
charismatic person. Forgotting about what he really did.
That’s
crazy right.
So
it’s better for Hades to play it safe and sound.
“Because
we’re going to Norway,” Lyre said enthusiastically while carrying a piece of
clothe from the wardobe. “How about wearing nordic sweater?”
Hades
looked at the deer on the sweater with an unsightly expression.
“No,
thank you.”
“How
about a sailor costume,” Lyre said while showing another set of clothes.
“No.”
“Double-breasted.”
“It
does not suit my taste.”
“T-shirt?
Khaki pants? Jacket?”
“No.”
“Tch.
Then what?”
Hades
approached the wardobe and picked clothes on his own. There are every kind of
clothes on the wardobe, even when the end of the world come there are still a
lot of clothes that Hades hasn’t wear. Hades found a bone white tuxedo. It’s
beautiful but looked a bit outdated.
“Are
you sure?,” Lyre doubted. “People will think that master are a groom.”
“It’s
much better than those clothes you picked for me,” Hades said. In the blink of
an eye his wings already gone and Hades already wore that suit which looked
much better than that sweater.
He’s
the god of death, not an elf.
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