As Shane's body touched the soil of the Divine Realm, a visible filth instantly stained everything around it, once pure and pristine, black.
The marble tiles turned into foul-smelling sand, while the flowers and grass adorning the surroundings withered and rotted in the blink of an eye.
Before Hermes could say another word, Shane darted all the way inside.
"There's a disgusting dark wizard in the mortal world who tried to harm my family, so in a moment of panic, I killed him."
Shane scratched the back of his head with an apparently honest look, his face showing the same indignation as Hermes.
"Before that evil wizard died, he cast a vicious curse on me—Olympus can deal with it, right?"
Hermes instinctively retreated several steps. This divine messenger seemed to have a serious obsession with cleanliness. His perpetually icy expression finally slipped, and he glared at Shane in anger and disgust.
Yet all he saw was Shane's innocent expression, filled with righteous outrage, as if to say, "I'm one of you now."
His black gemstone eyes narrowed. After holding it in for quite a while, Hermes finally squeezed out a sentence.
"A mere mortal curse can naturally be purified by the Divine Realm."
"Ah, that's wonderful."
Shane sprang forward, and his Spirit Form automatically detached from his divine body, leaving that body saturated with filthy curses to Hermes.
"I'll have to trouble you, Lord Messenger. Though, if I need to descend to the mortal world again—"
Looking at the body, covered in filth and continuously spreading contamination outward, Hermes ground his teeth in fury.
"Only one custom-made body can be provided. If you wish to descend again, you can only use a more ordinary, lower-grade standard body."
"Really? That's great. I'm not picky."
Shane gave Diana a meaningful look.
"Teacher