I Will Eventually Embark on a Road of No Return Called a Hero

"Sounds...he's going to be a great hero," Yurielle looked up to the sky.

"That's right~ maybe one day he will return to this island in the name of a hero," Hermes spread his hands, "what kind of expression should you use to face him at that time."

"Heh, I have already thought about your punishment for Medusa," Yurielle ignored Hermes and turned to look at Medusa, who had been trembling all the time.

"Go to Siddigar."

"Eh?"

"Go find him," Yuri Ellie waved her hand, and the black cloak slowly covered Medusa's body, "Then do whatever you want."

"But if I go," Medusa hesitated as she grabbed her cloak.

She really didn't know what her two sisters who couldn't take care of themselves would be like if they left her little coolie.

"You want to resist me again?" Yurielle glanced at Medusa faintly.

"Hey!!! I'm sorry! I'm going now!" Medusa shivered and ran away.

"Eh~ is it really good? You managed to survive with that attitude and sent her to a hero candidate?" Hermes stretched out his hand and gestured at Medusa's petite body, who almost tripped over a branch. .

"It's none of your business, god of evil," Yuri Ellie closed her eyes.

"Don't think that everything will go your way."

"Hedika, that child will not be a hero."

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"Can't it be what I want!"

Sidika squeezed the wine glass as much as she could so as not to touch the two beside her.

"Cheers to today's victory!"

Hercules put his arms around Siddija's shoulders very rudely, and at the same time held up the wine glass in the other hand, not the wine barrel!

"Oh oh oh oh!"

"Tsk," Atalanta glanced dissatisfiedly at the strong man who was covered in alcohol, and had been trying to lean towards her, and then leaned towards Siddija.

Compared with this strong man who could turn her face and beat her at any time, she would rather let Siddi take a little advantage.

Although Hidega's expression did not seem happy at all.

"Hey! This guy obviously didn't do anything, why can he celebrate with us!" A hero who was drinking a little bit stood up and pointed to Siddija in dissatisfaction.

"That's why I didn't take part in the act of dividing up [the spoils]," Siddija stared at the throbbing bonfire with her chin up.

Rob the wealth of the villagers and force the women of the village. They become new robbers after driving the robbers. Unfortunately, they are heroes. Women in violent villages will only become their voluntary devotion.

"Of course! Why did you get wealth and women without doing anything!" The drunk hero staggered and came to Siddija, "But! I just don't feel good about you! Because you divided up ours glory."

"Unfortunately, I'm not proud of this," Siddija narrowed her eyes.

"Huh? Don't think you won a game with a little trick..."

"Sit back," Hercules put down the barrel in his hand.

"Do as Hercules said," Jason stood up and patted the hero when Hercules' expression started to look bad.

"Cut," the hero who drank too much took a sip unwillingly and sat back.

"I'm going to take a breather, I'm not qualified to sit here anyway," Siddija shrugged, patted Hercules on the shoulder who wanted to keep him, stood up, and walked to the boat without looking back. on the other side.

Feeling the cool sea breeze blowing on her face, Siddigar calmed down instead.

There are two different worlds on just one ship. One side is brightly lit, and the heroes brag to each other with their arms around each other's shoulders. It was dim, and the only bright thing was probably Hidega's white hair floating in the sea breeze.

"Is this look...a hero?"

Violence, greed, lust, complacency...

"It's really a pity, they are really heroes," Atalanta quietly appeared beside Sidika.

"I don't want to question anything, but I really can't be a hero," Siddija yawned happily, "It's really reassuring."

"Why didn't you kill anyone, they were all bandits," Atalanta asked curiously.

"I just think that there are more important things to do than to kill the bandits, and..." Siddija glanced at the white jade bracer on his left wrist, "One of them is more crazy than the other, I'm afraid Others robbed them the same way."

"After all, that's what they used to show off their powerful military exploits," Atalanta clenched her fists. She also used the bows and arrows in her hands to pierce the heads of several bandits. Of course, she didn't do it to show off their exploits, just because the weak preyed on the strong. That's it.

"I don't want to show off my strength," Siddigar smiled softly, squinting and enjoying the sea breeze away from the hustle and bustle.

"So you're going to heal those villagers?" Atalantaha breathed out a sigh of relief, "I have to say that your behavior is very boring. This world is where the strong eat the weak."

When the bandits were almost cleaned up, when the heroes began to cut the bandits' ears, she returned to the village because she felt bored. At that time, she saw Sidika who was thanked by several middle-aged people holding hands.

Unlike the helpless gratitude faced by Jason, it was a gratitude from the heart.

"I just saved a few kids."

"I have to say that I think you are doing the right thing in this matter!"

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