35 The unexplored madness is the insaniade of patience.

"... Do you exist for yourself or simply by other people?!"

Hela stared at the man and sighed a little annoyed.

He passed the end of his fingers slowly through the edge of the cup still full of wine.

She didn't know exactly what to think about that kind of question and many answers things ran into her mind.

Yes, countless answers and situations.

Socrates finally looked more relieved, that girl finally decided to use the brain.

"The question may seem stupid, but the answer by making you feel relieved ... Let me help you ..."

A small toast was made with the light shock between the hela and Socrates' cups.

"... some say that the essence of each being is directly associated with their achievements, others think that it is innate to the nature of each one and it is simply there ... Well, we can think of many theories, but for someone with one life so long you have an idea of your own existence. Am I right?!"

Hela drunk her wine and nodded.

She was old enough to be equated with the Greek gods, but it was the first time she had thought so blatantly about her existence.

When younger she believed that her existence was simply to take care of life and death.

Make sure the dead have a fair ending and that the living can live quietly knowing that those who are gone will be properly cared for.

When she saw the pile of gods at the door of Niflheim calling her out of her kingdom she could only feel wronged.

All she had done was to think of the most appropriate way to take care of humans, but curiously she was being punished for doing her own work.

But ina came up as the light that illuminates the world in the middle of darkness.

She became her world and the reason for her existence.

Hela somehow felt embarrassed to assume this.

She was depositing all her life expectations on a single person.

This sounded cruel and unfair to her wife.

Hela finally seemed to understand why all those questions, but the answer was not easy.

"I don't know the reason for my existence ..."

"Well ... so don't be in a hurry to find out, you will be able to realize what leads your life."

Hela nodded and finally finished drinking her wine, sighed a little thoughtfully and looked at Socrates one last time before walking towards her fate. "Should I have any concern about my journey?"

"Those who seek Aphrodite often get lost ... But if your convictions are strong enough you must return in peace."

Hela simply nodded and finally waved farewell, that was a brief encounter between two strangers.

But Hela would forever remember this moment.

Socrates didn't watch Hela disappear on the horizon, but it was easy to understand that this girl had an interesting future ahead.

Hela finally followed her way.

The first zone was not too large and after a little over half an hour of walking could cross it completely.

There was a very soft transition between the zones and the beginning of the second was marked by the Apollo Library.

A huge building in the same way as Zeus's palace, but it was so large that it was lost in the blue of the sky.

The name was no exaggeration and the walls were purely illusion, when entering that place was like in another city.

There were shelves and more bookshelves full of books, all kinds and all languages.

It was a huge silent city, very distinct to the animated and noisy streets of the first zone.

It was possible to see people reading everywhere and unlike what happened in the first zone no one seemed very interested in Hela's presence.

It was simply as if nothing else mattered beyond those books.

But really, that alone mattered inside that place.

Hela walked softly, trying not to bother the people around her until some guards came in front of her.

"Miss..."

Hela could see the guards huddling around her which made her a little thoughtful.

Would she be forced to fight inside a library?! "Yes?!"

The guards pointed to any direction and politely asked her to accompany them ... for good or bad. "Follow me, please ... Apollo requests your presence."

She simply nodded, there was no problem with her.

"OK."

Some guards began to walk in front and Hela went back.

But there were at least half a dozen guards behind Hela ensuring that she would go the way.

The climate was hostile and there was a dangerous mist, as if it was about to fall into an ambush.

Amid the numerous shelves there was a golden door, it seemed very logical that this was the place where Apollo was.

The guards cordially opened the door and in the same way closed at the end Hela to enter the room.

In many ways it seemed that she was stuck in the room with Apollo, sighed a little worried.

What kind of situation was that?!

Apollo was sitting in a chair reading a book, the scene looked familiar to Hela.

Well, it seemed difficult for her not to send hidden people in pissed from books to Lauren.

Finally Apollo looked at Hela and carefully dropped the book on his table, ensuring that he would not lose the page in which his reading had stopped.

"Miss Hela, I didn't expect an unexpected visit like this ... You must know that you can't walk through Mount Olympus without prior permission from Zeus."

Apollo was one of the most popular gods after Zeus, beloved and idolized.

He had so many attributes that it was really hard to say something Apollo was not involved.

That library became synonymous with the greatness of Apollo.

Infinite knowledge and functions.

Distinct meanings that only fed their greatness.

Apollo could be good and just with humans, but with other gods he was not so cordial.

Full of complications and pride.

It was enough to look at that place to understand that the irony was gigantic.

After all, a library that had so much knowledge, but also the most tense environment that has been more tense so far.

Which seemed to be an unfortunate surprise to Hela, she didn't expect such a bad reception from a god she didn't even know.

Hela stared at Apollo and smiled feeling a little funny, Apollo seemed annoyed by the simple fact that she was there.

Why did her presence irritate the god so much?!

"It's not like I could schedule time with Aphrodite and cordially request permission for Zeus."

Hela's tone was mocking and Apollo could only share the same acid feeling.

They were in a cold war of words and looks.

Well, at that moment they simply seemed to hate each other without any prior motivation.

Apollo legitimately annoyed rose to Hela, in slow steps they looked like two wolves vying for territory.

The air was heavy and any unsuspecting that came into that room would simply suffocate.

Apollo was intrigued, it was really brave to go to Aphrodite.

Few would dare.

Perhaps they just dare those who were stupid and Hela seemed to be a complete stupid in her eyes.

"I understand ... Do you want to talk to her? I believe you don't know what you are getting into. "

Hela smiled and agreed, maybe she really didn't know.

That was not the grace of that adventure, after all?! "Maybe."

Apollo had a bitter tone. "The wedding made her stupid, Miss Hela?!"

It was at this moment that Hela understood that she did not understand Apollo.

Just get rid of this idiot and quickly get out of that hell.

Who would say that a library would make her have so much headache.

Hela crossed her arms a little annoyed. "You can understand as you like."

She didn't have a good temperament with someone who wasn't her wife, just starting her skin if necessary.

Apollo finally pointed to the empty chair near Hela.

Looking at her was already annoying, but seeing her standing in the middle of her room was even more. "Sit down ... It's your first time here, right?!"

Hela ignored Apollo, she didn't want any kind of cordial treatment her patience had already been gone.

Just shut up and open the door.

"Do I need to sit down? I don't want to stay for long ... "

Apollo laughed, his patience was not very good either. "Don't worry, I will provide provisional permission for you to circulate here ..."

Hela rolled her eyes.

The atmosphere was so annoying that she couldn't trust that Apollo spoke seriously.

"..."

Apollo walked a closet and took half a dozen papers and quickly returned to his chair.

He, although irritated he felt superior, if he ordered him to arrest Hela ... they would simply obey his order without any opposite thinking.

He briefly showed the paper to Hela and smiled victoriously.

It was really an authorization.

Know perfectly perfectly you can only walk in peace because someone has allowed it.

"I knew Hermes is spending a lot of time with you ..."

Apollo said that full of poison.

It was no secret that Hermes was very close to Hela and Ina.

But it was really curious for everyone to work with Hades and be so close to Hela.

Hades had even become a joke for insisting on leaving his kingdom just to invade Odin's palace in exchange for speaking half a dozen words with Hela.

Simply depressing and ordinary.

It was obvious that the news had spread ... Loki himself made a point of spreading.

Hela understood where Apollo led that conversation, he simply wanted to create useless thoughts in his mind.

It is enough to plant questions and reap chaos.

"What's the problem with that?"

Apollo even held the pen harder, it was no exaggeration to say that he was feeling his face warm with anger. "It surprises me that you accept someone in your home that works with the enemy."

"Hades?"

Apollo laughed, would there be another?! "Is there another? Who else?"

Hela frowned and even gave up on that stupid idea of standing.

Why was all that being so tiring?! It made no sense. "I wonder what you get when creating discord this way."

Finally finishing writing he handed the paper to Hela. "Nothing, I just learned that we should not blindly trust people ..."

Hela's real desire was to knead that role and throw in any trash.

Hela snorted annoyed and made Apollo smile more blatantly. "Am I annoying you?"

Hela nodded, didn't it look obvious?!

Of course he was making her angry.

"You're just making me waste time."

He agreed, was really making her use purposefully. "Yes, I don't like you either, it seems that we have it in common."

Hela kept the paper inside her armor and subtly looked at the room.

There were so many books and all seemed spent.

There were trophies and flowers.

It was very obvious that he was important, but it was disappointing that kind of attitude of someone like him.

The library now just seemed a megalomaniac way to demonstrate its importance.

I know about everything and participate in every mere achievement of these mortals.

Perhaps it was not simply to keep knowledge, it was like a huge sanctuary of his own achievements.

Yes, Apollo was annoying. "All these books made him superbo."

Apolo smiled, he didn't care if he was superb, he was more important than she equated her achievements. "Well, at least my job is to take care of living people ... go away."

Apollo finally pointed to the door.

If you want to leave, just go out soon.

Hela nodded, but not first without gently touching the cover of the book Apollo was reading.

It didn't need much and just a light scratch almost broke the book in the middle.

She smiled kindly to Apollo. "Don't worry, I don't want to waste my time looking at you."

Apollo finally saw Hela leave from inside her room and took the book to him.

The book half an hour ago was intact now was about to leave in two.

In an irritated gesture tore him completely and finally threw him into the trash.

Taking advantage of the silent room a voice came.

Who was sitting there in the place of Apollo was actually Hades.

Hades pretended to be Apollo in the small attempt to have some kind of advance in relation to the disastrous relationship he kept with this woman.

That's why Hela couldn't understand all that, because it wasn't Apollo but Hades was who was talking to her.

The news of a Nordic on Mount Olympus flew quickly to the point of Hades to know almost immediately.

The time Hela spent talking to Socrates was enough time for him to convince Apollo to do that little theater.

Using the image of Apollo he created the illusion that he really was Apollo himself.

But the hostile climate between Hela and Hades seemed inevitable.

They couldn't have a nice conversation even in a situation like that.

Apollo that he didn't care about Hela just accepted and took advantage of the situation mainly to observe what the woman's reaction would be.

But all he felt was ashamed and irritation to have his image stained with Hades' bad imitation.

He hid and watched all that scene meaning that Hades was really miserable.

Hela seemed much better than Hades and didn't even have to make effort for it.

A little impatient he just wanted Hades to get out of his library. "I allowed you to use my appearance now come out of here ... You still made me lose a book ..."

Apollo lamented the lost book.

It was one of the original saved from the Alexandria library before it was completely destroyed in flames.

Really deplorable.

Hades returned to his normal appearance and rage. "This is just paper, stop idiocy."

Apollo was especially funny with Hades's disordered temperament and a brief gesture all the books inside that room fell on him.

"I should just make you be buried with tons of books on your head ... Maybe you would stop being an idiot ... If you want to stop her from reaching Aphrodite your only chance is Ares ... Now get out of here, I don't have time for your little show. "

Hades left soon after being completely covered by books.

At finally Apollo feels he was alone in the room he snapped his fingers making all the books return to his proper places.

He sighed a little tired and sat in his chair.

He snapped his fingers again and one of the guards appeared before him obeying immediately to the call.

"Notify Zeus that Hades is about to be out of control ... I ask for a meeting to talk about it."

The guard nodded and quickly left the room.

Apollo massaged his temples, Hades had everything to turn a problem too big to control himself with half a dozen words.

That was the worst of scenarios in their conception.

But curiously perhaps only Hela could deal with that man who seemed most succumbing to madness.