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

If only he could eat grass too.

Siddija leaned against the tree with the dagger in his hand and kept poking at the ground and drawing meaningless pictures.

It has been three days since he left the island, the first seafood has long been eaten, and coupled with the daily sacrifice to the gods that has become a habit, he is very embarrassed to fall into a food crisis, and the result of the previous attack turned out to be attacked The thieves have a lot of money on them, but there is no dry food.

"If only there was magic that turns money into food in this world," Siddija glanced at the bulging leather bag around her waist, which was full of real gold coins, but...

Can't be right!

Why don't you learn how to eat, eat and watch the grass?

Hungry and dizzy, Hidega looked at the grass where the white horse was gnawing.

Want to eat?

The white horse blinked and took a step back very friendly to let out a patch of grass that looked very fat.

Siddija swallowed. People are really hungry for a long time, and even the grass looks delicious.

"boom---"

Just as Sidgar was trembling and stretched out his hand to the grass, a loud bang sounded behind him, Sidgar shook violently and very quickly pinched the dagger and looked around vigilantly, while the white horse was not nervous. Slowly came to the side of Sidika and continued to nibble on his grass.

"Boom—"

The wild boar, which was previously targeted by Siddija, rushed out of the grass and rushed straight towards Siddija.

"Damn it!" Shidiga shivered in fright and rolled over to avoid the life-threatening collision of the wild boar.

The white horse indifferently raised its hoof and stepped on the wild boar's forehead.

"boom---"

The pig's head, which could easily break the tree, was stomped into the ground by the white horse, and its trembling limbs were probably not dead...

"Although I don't know what happened, the horse did a great job!" Siddija gave the white horse a thumbs up.

The white horse shook his head and kicked the wild boar in front of Siddija, and then continued his weeding plan.

You figured it out yourself... you mean?

Siddija took the dagger and walked to the wild boar whose limbs were twitching, tentatively kicked the wild boar's tail with his toes, and was relieved after confirming that it had lost the ability to resist.

And this time he noticed something.

There was an arrow on the neck of the wild boar, and it hit the aorta with great precision. This is probably the reason why the wild boar ran wild.

"That is to say..."

Siddija clenched the dagger.

There was a seasoned hunter around here, and now he might be watching him, the man who robbed him of his prey.

"Cough, cough, I know you're there, I don't plan to snatch the prey with you, how about coming out to talk," After all, it's a ruthless man who can accurately snipe the aorta, or it's better to be gentle, Sidika looked towards The tree closest to you.

"But you did steal my prey."

A crisp but deliberately lowered voice sounded behind Siddija, as if to remind Sidika that she was looking in the wrong direction, she also shot an arrow at Siddig's feet.

"I didn't do anything, or you can reason with it," Sidika swept aside the same arrow as the wild boar's neck, sighed helplessly and pointed at the white horse.

"Tsk."

She squeezed the bow in her hand with some dissatisfaction. Just as Hidega said, he just avoided the impact of the wild boar, and the white horse that looked extraordinary started.

"Then can you return my prey to me?"

After thinking about it, she still jumped down from the tree, but she did not immediately approach Siddija, but carefully looked at the boy with snow-like complexion and hair, who was facing away from her.

"About this... ah..." Siddija shrugged and turned to look at the hunter, but Siddija was stunned when she saw her appearance.

Brown hair fluttered slowly in the wind, and the green hair on the forehead was looking at him vigilantly, but it seemed that Miss Hunter was even more vigilant because of his expression.

"I have other ideas~" Siddija narrowed her eyes.

"Then please take that thought back."

"Don't worry, I'll give you the money." Sidika shrugged, took off the leather bag from her waist and shook it gently.

Miss Hunter's eyes gradually became cold and severe.

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

"Uh... I'm sorry, I misunderstood," Miss Hunter blinked and turned her head away in embarrassment.

She, who was often harassed because of her appearance, subconsciously classified Shidiga as a stinky man, but it seemed that she had misunderstood.

"Don't worry, I will never think about you," Sidika said in a very serious tone above absolute.

One of the Greek rules of survival.

absolute!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 a lot of wars.

And, most importantly...