# Chapter 114
“You look at ease. Yeah, recovering the forgotten memories will be… painful to you…”
He fiddled with an object in his grip. Was it a necklace? The connected series of metal links ran down through his fingers. Eutostea had no idea what was inside, but she thought he could easily break it with just a tight grip.
‘No. My necklace. You shouldn’t break it.’
She stretched out her hand by instinct.
When her hand reached Ares, it turned transparent just like when it passed through Dionysus. She took her hand off him with a confused expression. But kept looking at his fist. Nervously.
“I brought this because I thought this was necessary to you. But maybe I was wrong. Don’t care about it, Eutostea. If this is how the law of the underworld works, we must follow the way it intends.”
Ares put the necklace in his pocket. The pendant was already shining yellow, but having it inside his clothes blocked the bright color.
