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

Demeter Your love may be too much, but that's why you say it...

Cyd sighs.

"I'm sorry."

Persephone froze, a stiff smile that looked comical.

Hades turned his head away silently, as expected.

Sorry for not being by your side when you needed me the most.

Sorry for not being able to save you.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, but I'm a useless mother.

Cyd's white jade bracer on his left wrist emitted soft rays of light, representing Demeter's crystals. Persephone's eyes widened, and she seemed to see Demeter's silhouette in the soft rays of light. , the silly mother who cried for her and left the responsibility for her.

"Sorry... sorry, I shouldn't..." Persephone covered her mouth, tears streaming down her face.

"This is..." Cyd grabbed a handful of seeds from the package, moved towards the air, "gifted as a gift."

The soft rays of light illuminate the darkness In the palace, the seeds in midair germinate without soil and moisture, the rhizomes spread in the air and intertwined with each other, almost instantly the gloomy palace becomes like a garden.

The flowers are blooming...

Persephone stared blankly at the flowers covering the palace, the scattered petals gently fell on her head like mother's hands.

She heard her mother's voice, which shouldn't have appeared in the Underworld, every time she danced among her favorite flowers, her mother always smiled and stood silently not far away watching her.

Will you always watch me even in Underworld?

Persephone stood up and danced among the flowers just like in the Human World.

Hades stared blankly at Persephone dancing in the rain of flowers, it was really beautiful, just like the first time we met, it was the first time he didn't restrain his desire. Obviously he should check the cracks Right, but the moment he saw Persephone he dropped his responsibilities.

Now he seems to be back to that moment, but unlike then, the girl who danced already belonged to him.

"Hades~" Persephone reached out to Hades on the throne with a soft smile.

For the first time in his life, Hades felt that it would be nice to stay in Netherworld, at least there were girls here who were willing to extend the hand to him.

"It's almost time to retire," Cyd chuckled and hugged Medusa.

"Blessing?" Medusa tilted her head.

"Now...maybe not the time," Cyd moved towards Hades and pursed his lips, then showed a helpless smile, "The guy who disturbs other people's happiness will go to hell."

"But you're in hell right now," Medusa patted Cyd's head.

"No, this is not hell," Cyd carried Medusa into the dark hallway. "This is their home."

It would be too much to bother them now. I don't know much, anyway, when I look at Hades, I only see the infatuated look of this girl extending the hand to me in the flowers.

"I'm really..."

Cyd reached out and pressed the gate of the palace with a helpless expression.

"People who like to worry."

Hades' voice came slowly from the depths of the palace.

"Crackling---"

The gate of the palace slowly opened with a strange cry, and the dazzling sunlight made Cyd subconsciously narrow his eyes.

The sun?

Shouldn't this be Underworld?

“May you and I never see each other again.”

With a sigh, a soft force pushed Cyd’s waist, Cyd who was still hesitating Was pushed out at once.

"Are you gone?"

Cerbereus, who was lying at the gate of Netherworld, raised his head and buried himself again.

"Ah~ it seems that this business of yours will never be successful~"

The boatman shook his head and smashed the head of a man who was trying to forcibly board the boat with his oars .

"Farewell~"

This is from Hades's Blessing, the king of Hades, starting from today...

Cyd raised his left hand, the white jade wristlet A pitch-black crystal is extremely conspicuous but it is extremely reassuring.

The being named Cyd will have no connection to death.

PS(;｀O?)oc('⌒?メ)ノ(/ω＼)('◇'｀)(R?Q)/

65 Zhang becomes a hope rather than a dependency

He is undoubtedly a great hero alongside Hercules, but compared to Hercules, who is heavily in debt, the commoners seem to prefer this unkilled who, and can bring Harvest Hero of Pure White.

"That...Cyd-sama, can I ask you a little favor."

Facing the old man who kept laughing in front of him, Cyd felt a little helpless.

It's been eight days since Hades was thrown directly from Underworld. It seems that he knew that Cyd was being chased by Atalanta. Hades was very considerate and put the exit on another island, so that even if Atalanta didn't have more than a dozen God also impossible to find him, it should have been like this.

"Village chief, there is a price for your crops to have a bumper harvest. The branches of your land have been drained. Maybe I can make you a bumper harvest this year, but this time next year, the harvest may not be more than half of what it is now. "Cyd earnest and well-meant advised the old man who was holding on to his clothes and refused to let go.

Of course this is impossible. What Demeter gives is a blessing and a miracle. Impossible things can be achieved without any cost. This is called a miracle.

But Cyd doesn't want to do this, it seems that because he has helped him a few times, the rumors about him are getting more and more demonic transformation, and wherever Cyd goes, there will be a good harvest.

In order to prevent rumors that Cyd is more powerful than the gods, Cyd has to cut it off, or at least not exaggerate.

If possible, he doesn't want to be the object of people's dependence. Only the results he creates with his own efforts are the sweetest.

The most terrible thing is, because every time his rumors become exaggerated because of his actions, a keen hunter has grasped his whereabouts through the source of the rumors.

"I'm a human being, not a god, I'm impossible to exist forever, and I'm always able to help you every time," Cyd grabbed his hand and ripped it off, "I don't want me Your kindness is the reason for your slack."

The village chief suddenly realized, but when there is a chance to be lazy, why not be lazy? You can live well this year, why should you care about whether you will live well next year, maybe you won't live next year.