Whoosh!

「It’s been a while since I last smelled the outside air.」

「Why did the new King of the Underworld call us this time?」

「Well, we won’t know until we hear his orders. He must have called us for a reason, so we’ll soon find out.」

The three Cyclops brothers took deep breaths of fresh air. They hadn’t been out in the world for a while. Since they were already dead, they didn’t actually need to breathe, but old habits from when they were still alive were hard to break.

The youngest, Arges, had grown up separate from his two older brothers. To escape from Tartarus, he’d followed Dis Pluto’s decision to become one of Yeon-woo’s familiars and had been in a deep sleep within the shadows ever since.

Thanks to Yeon-woo’s power, the three Cyclops brothers could stay together even after death, and so they referred to Yeon-woo with honorifics. Yeon-woo was their benefactor and the successor of their previous master, Hades. They bowed their heads in his presence without a second thought.

Moreover, since the brothers had a connection with Yeon-woo at all times, they understood just how powerful Yeon-woo had become. Yeon-woo’s soul had grown so much that they wondered how a development like that could even be possible, especially when they had their doubts about the newly anointed successor of the Black King when they’d first been summoned.

However, it seemed that Yeon-woo had already fully consumed the power of the Throne of Death and made it his own, so they guessed that he would soon be able to reach a position equal to that of Hades. Even in Olympus’ long and illustrious history, very few had ever shown such remarkable growth. At most, they could only compare Yeon-woo’s growth to...