I Will Eventually Embark On The Road Of No Return Called A Hero

"I didn't do anything, or you can just talk to it," Cyd swept aside the same arrow as the boar's neck, sighed helplessly and moved towards the white horse's finger. pointed.

"Tsk."

She squeezed the bow in her hand with some dissatisfaction, just as Cyd said, he just avoided the hit of the wild boar, and the one who started An extraordinary looking white horse.

"Then can you give me my prey back?"

She thought about it and jumped down from the tree, but instead of approaching Cyd immediately, Cautiously, he looked at the boy with snow-like complexion and hair, who was facing away from her.

"About this... ah..." Cyd shrugged turned and looked towards the hunter, but Cyd was stunned when he saw her appearance.

The brown yellow hair fluttered slowly in the wind, and the green hair on the forehead was looking at him vigilantly with sharp eyes like wild beast, but it seemed that because of his expression, Miss Hunter was even more vigilant .

"I have other ideas~" Cyd narrowed his eyes.

"Then please take back that thought."

"Relax, I will give you the money." Cyd shrugged, took off the leather bag around his waist and shook it gently shake.

Miss Hunter's eyes gradually became cold and severe.

"Hey, don't show that expression, all I want is the meat of this wild boar," Cyd kicked the dying wild boar.

"Uh...Sorry, I misunderstood," Miss Hunter blinked her eyes in embarrassment and turned her head away.

She, who is often harassed because of her looks, subconsciously classifies Cyd as a stinky man, but it seems that she has misunderstood.

"Don't worry, I'm definitely not thinking about you," Cyd said in a very serious tone above the absolute.

One of the Greek rules of survival.

Absolutely! absolute! absolute! Don't get involved with pretty women!

No, don't get involved with anything pretty!

Even he, who doesn't study Greek mythology very much, is very clear that most of the great Greek heroes have been planted on beautiful women, because beautiful women have fought many wars.

And, most importantly...

Here's Zeus!

As long as he looks beautiful, he can go to the opposite super stallion god without any psychological burden, the father of most of the Greek demigod hero.

In case, there really is such a case. In case he finds a beautiful wife, he must not worry about it every day, what if he gets a green hat one day! Moreover, with Zeus's ability to hit all the shots, he would have to raise a demigod hero! The adoptive father of demigod hero is also a high-risk occupation!

And as early as he saw Euryale, Stheno and Medusa three sisters, he confirmed that this is Type-Moon, then this one is holding a bow and arrow and has green hair on his forehead, it looks very difficult to deal with The huntress is mostly Atalanta in Greek mythology.

Beautiful woman has a relationship with Goddess of the Moon Artemis, super dangerous!

Chapter 4 God Comes to See

As a killer with no emotion, ah no, as a hunter who grew up in the mountains and has a wild beast view of life and death, Atalanta said It is something as it should be by rights to get food for survival through competition, and living is more important than anything else.

But she is not a wild beast after all, and as a hunter, she needs to maintain her weapons, buy some necessary medicine, and she also needs to wear clothes.

"Gold coins..." Atalanta threw the gold coins in his hands and glanced at Cyd, who was worshiping there, with a strange look, "I exchange a gold coin for wild boar and don't want the skin, are you really joking? "

In the end, you're really not kidding about exchanging a gold coin for a wild boar that isn't particularly big?

"You can't find it anyway," Cyd patted, "the gods, sorry that's all I can find, please take a look."

"It's really rare. , how could someone offer sacrifices to God so seriously, don't you men like to torture your enemies as a tribute to God?" Atalanta raised his brows.

Because there are horses around.

Cyd touched the head of the white horse that was beside him.

"Abusive? It's really boring," Cyd turned and looked towards Atalanta, "With the ability to one strike certain kill, why do unnecessary things."

"It makes sense. ," Atalanta said, the thing she despised the most were those rude hunters, who were not only a waste of time, but also inefficient.

"Well...I am a weakling, and I will only be a weakling in the future. Even if I abuse it, only others will abuse me," Cyd yawned.

"Weakling?" Atalanta tilted his head, "But you really don't look strong, you probably aren't as strong as me."

Cyd corner of mouth twitching.

"Anyway, I don't plan to show any limelight, and I don't do anything daydream of beating the dragon to woo the princess," Cyd opened his hands, "alive, and peaceful, peaceful, and reassuring. Take your own life."

"This kind of thing has nothing to do with me, I'll go if it's all right," Atalanta bent down and picked up the boar skin and carried it on his shoulders.

"Hey, how much is this boar skin worth?" Cyd asked, watching Atalanta's back.

"Even if you want to go back, I won't give it to you," Atalanta stopped, "of course if you can take it from me, weakling."

"Tsk...how about a deal then?" Cyd raised a finger, "I need to go to the Caucasus mountain range, but I'll probably starve to death on the road as I can only fight rabbits..."

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"Do you know how far it is from the Caucasus mountain range?" Atalanta rolled the eyes.

"With it there, distance doesn't matter," Cyd patted White Horse's head, "The Divine Horse lent to me by Poseidon-sama will take me there."

White Horse He raised his head proudly.

"Your luck is really good, but let's say it first, I'm impossible to accompany you to the Caucasus mountain range," To prevent Cyd from saying anything stupid, Atalanta cut off his Hu.

"Uh..."

Indeed, for a moment, he really wanted Atalanta to help him hunt game all the way, but considering the laws of survival, it's okay.

"Don't worry, I just want you to buy me something," Cyd shrugged, "Rope, sickle, etc. If you can, get me some bows and crossbows."

Atalanta frowned, Cyd said these are not rare, even the bow and crossbow she has some, but...

"If you bring it here, these are all yours, "Cyd tossed the purse in his hand.

"All right, but more money," Atalanta nods.

"Money is this thing..." Cyd threw the money bag to Atalanta without any hesitation, "It's just some impersonal scrap iron to enjoy without life."

"You Aren't you afraid of me running away?" Atalanta took the purse and weighed it and smiled with interest, "Even if I renege on a debt now, you can't possibly beat me."

"Then I have to brace oneself and go to the Caucasus mountain range," Cyd leaned on the white horse and showed a bachelor's smile.

A naive, but nice guy.

Atalanta threw the purse back and jumped up the tree like a swift leopard.

"wait for me here."