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

Weak heroes will deal with bandits, strong heroes will deal with monsters.

But heroes are also human beings. They are just better than ordinary people. At the same time, they also have their own needs. I have helped you, and you must give me back. This is a matter of course. In order not to let heroes become their troubles, no matter what It's too much to ask people to always say yes, and sometimes more is given to the hero than it is lost, but so what?

Who makes us unable to resist.

It is precisely because of this that some heroes are more than bandits, wantonly plundering the wealth and women of the village on the grounds of remuneration.

But when they give up, they always have a small expectation in their hearts, looking forward to the emergence of a hero who can help the weak without asking for anything in return.

And it happened that Siddija appeared. Maybe in his eyes, he is not really as noble as the rumors, but people hope that he is so noble, and people need hope in this world.

Maybe there is only one such pure white hero, but people will still praise him and wait with hope, because they know that there are real [heroes] in this world, maybe one day when they are troubled, the hero will come to them .

For this village, they just waited until this day, Sidika appeared without warning in front of them who were about to be attacked, subdued the bandits with unparalleled strength, and did not make any demands to them, even if it was The village chief did not accept the reward offered by the village chief, and only picked two apples from the tree.

He is a hero, and unlike other heroes, he has a soul as pure as snow.

When the village chief tentatively asked whether he could persuade Demeter to make the island’s harvest better, and Sidiga agreed to it, the villagers sang Sidiga from the bottom of their hearts.

"If everything goes as I want, then life will be so boring~" Sidika threw the apple in her hand with a wry smile, "Should I laugh at this time?"

"If it was someone else, they would have laughed up to the sky," Medusa nibbled at the apple.

The civilians sang it crazily, and the girl looked at him with eyes that men could understand. If it were another hero, they would have laughed twice and then rode their horses.

"I'm just for myself, even if they don't mention me, I'll go to Demeter," Hidega looked at the wild flower bushes where Demeter was where the villagers said not far away, "but what should I say?"

"Everyone sees the world differently," Medusa buried the apple core in the ground, "Even if the village's harvest is good, even if the villagers don't raise this matter, as long as you go to Demeter, in In their eyes you are for them because they want you to do it, even if it's self-deception, they need a pillar."

"According to them, Demeter has been staying here all the time, and I don't know why the harvest has not been as good as usual, ah ~ suddenly the pressure is a bit heavy," Sidika scratched the back of his head, he could already see the squatting There are figures in the flowers, "Despair is the reflection of hope, and the sense of gap caused by disappointment is not a joke."

"Then just work hard," Medusa tiptoed and patted Siddija on the shoulder, "I am with you."

"Forget it, I didn't do it for them to sing my praises anyway. I just felt relaxed when I failed," Sidika rubbed Medusa's head and walked straight towards the figure squatting among the flowers.

"Well...my daughter..."

As soon as I walked into Hidega, I heard a lot of resentful thoughts, and many of the surrounding flowers had withered.

"That... Lord Demeter?" Hidega tentatively asked Demeter, who was hugging her knees and burying her face in the flowers.

"Huh?" Demeter raised her head and looked at Siddija, with a little tear in the corner of her eye.

Legend has it that Demeter was a noble woman, tall, dignified and majestic.

"Oh, ah, ah! Listen to me... My legs are numb..." Demeter wiped her tears and tugged at Sidica's sleeves, her beautiful blonde hair was not only a little messy, but also had Lots of withered petals on top.

"I'm listening," Demeter, who was squatting numbly with his legs twitched at the corners of his mouth, sat down to the side.

"My daughter Persephone actually said that she is doing well now, and that she is very happy in the underworld," Demeter burst into tears while holding Hidega's hand, "Why do you say that! Talk to mother Are you not happy together! What good is that kind of gloomy man!"

It seems that because the suppressed emotions were completely vented, the surrounding flowers all withered in an instant.

Siddija swallowed, always feeling that this goddess he thought was easy to handle was a little tingling on the scalp.

"My lovely Persephone, that gloomy man must have deceived you with rhetoric. You clearly liked the flowers here so much before, how can you be happy in that place where there is nothing!"

Demeter seemed to have fallen into a demonic barrier, holding Siddija's hand harder and harder.

"No! Mom is coming to save you!"

Saying that, Demeter looked at Hidega, and the persistent eyes made Hidega's scalp tingle.

"I heard that you are a hero who can do anything."

"No, I was just passing by."

Hidega began to try to shake Demeter's hand away. If it was normal, he would not dare to do so, but now Demeter's mental state is obviously wrong, and maybe he will say you go to him in the next second. Bring my daughter back.

please!Her daughter is Persephone!That gloomy man is Hades!Damn, this is it!

Anyway, it's daytime now, even if you really put a curse on it, you won't be cowardly!

"please!!!"

However, Demeter was not as angry as Hidega thought, but directly hugged Hidega's thigh and refused to let go.

"Half a day! Persephone returned to the underworld half a day early, and he still took the initiative to go back!"

Siddija was a little speechless. According to legend, Persephone will only stay in the underworld for three months every year, and the remaining nine months are here, even if it is half a day earlier, it doesn't matter.

But obviously this half day is different in Demeter's eyes.

"Obviously, I cried and said I didn't want to go back before, so why do I say goodbye to my mother with a smile now!"

"Ughhhh! What if Persephone doesn't come back in the future!"

"Well, after all, once a daughter is married, she can't take it back like the water she poured out...Ah..." Siddija said subconsciously, and it was too late when he realized it.

Demeter's eyes went blank, and the surrounding land began to dry up.

PS next door is actually offering a reward?Then I...

PS is definitely not a bounty!

PS Anyway, I have already got more, so don't be too greedy (I'm not scared by yesterday's big guy)

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