The Endless Shuttle

"You haven't figured it out yet. Heroes are not as simple as you think. In my opinion, the so-called heroes are cursed titles. They will suffer from human form and rationality in various choices. Even so, make up your mind. After taking a step, he will end up in a dead end, even the bones cannot be found."

"This, this..."

Bell was silent, thinking thoughtfully.

Rope stopped tapping his fingers on the back of the book.

A smile was brewing on his face.

If anyone who is familiar with Rope is here, he will definitely be able to see the feeling full of evil and fun.

"Bell Cronney, put aside those things, are you determined to be a "hero"? "

"Hmm! Absolutely!"

The white rabbit-like boy nodded firmly.

"Master God, I want to be a hero! I absolutely want to be a hero! Even if I die on the road to battle in the dungeon, I won't regret my choice at the moment of dying!"

"Excellent belief."

Rope laughed.

"I can see how firm the beliefs of others are. There is no doubt that there is nothing wrong with your beliefs."

"Hey-hey……"

"Well, Bell, it's a kind of fate that you met with me, how about let me help you on the road of heroism?"

"Eh?"

Bell looked at Rope in surprise.

"You mean, do you want me to be your family member?"

After God concludes a contract with mortals, mortals will be drawn out of all possibilities.

In that possibility, mortals will transcend mortals and become holders of special powers, that is, adventurers.

The underground city of Euler in the center of the world is full of adventurers who accept God's contract.

"No, because of my particularity as a god, maybe the family members in this world have to be studied."

Rope is no longer familiar with how to transform humans into heterogeneous monsters.

But to talk about the unique "contract" in this world, Rope had to see it with his own eyes before he could understand and use it.

The world system is different.

"Sorry, I don't know how high the sky is..."

Bell seemed to think he was rejected and apologized in frustration.

Rope shook his head.

"It's just my particularity... Forget it, Bell, have you seen my book?"

The black-haired young man raised the book in his hand.

Bell nodded.

"I am a **** and possess the power of miracles. This book has been exerted by me with the power of miracles. As long as you touch it, you will enter a world that is like a dream and not a dream, and in that world, I I'm sure you can understand the true meaning of "hero". "

"Really? But I heard my grandfather say that after the Lord of God goes down, he can't use his omnipotent divine power..."

"So, I am special."

Rope laughed.

"How about? Hero boy, do you want to try it? It won't be harmful to your body and spirit. Even in that dream-like world for the past ten years, in reality, it has only been in a trance for dozens of hours. But those experiences But it really belongs to you and can be your help."

Bell hesitated, and finally asked again.

"Is it really no problem for people like me to use this, such a magical thing?"

"No problem, you have that qualification, Bell."

Luo Pei's eyes were deep.

"In other words, only you are worthy to use this thing."

"Then, please! Lord God!"

Bell folded his hands together and lowered his head deeply.

"Please let me use it! Let me understand the true meaning of "hero" in the dream world, and strengthen my belief! Thank you very much! "

"Then put your hand on this book..."

Rope passed the book.

Bell raised his head and asked before placing his hand on the book.

"By the way, Lord God, I don't know your name yet, if possible, I want to remember your name..."

"You can call me Rope."

"Yeah! Lord Rope!"

With that, Bell put his hand on the book.

A dreamlike light flashed, and Bell Cronney's figure disappeared into the carriage.

Rope retracted the book, looked at the name of the book, and murmured with a joking smile.

"Juvenile, in this old generation of nobles squeezing common people, even if there are gods and adventurers to whitewash, it is very difficult for ordinary people to live...Since you want to be a hero, then go and become a real hero. The so-called real heroes are the heroes of the people..."

There are a few big words on the cover of that book.

--"How the Steel Was Tempered"

In the carriage, the demon's pleasant laughter spread far and wide, making the coachman confused.

...

Bell Cronney was awakened.

He wiped his sleepy eyes, vaguely remembering that he was touching the magical book of Lord God before.