Chapter 55. No One Can Get in Way of Our Promise
I Will Eventually Embark on the Path of No Return Called a Hero - 55. No One Can Get in Way of Our Promise
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I definitely don't want to be involved with pretty women, especially with the heroines and Goddesses.
I have been saying to myself all the time...
Escape is not a wrong thing, I recognize the fact that I can't do it, and make the right choice rationally, Maybe I can fight and get a breath, but what else can you get besides that breath?
So he kept running away...
To make life easier.
Because he might be beaten by those two female devils on that island, he escaped from that island.
Because this world is full of battles, wars and countless dangerous creatures, he will die, and he will die tragically, so he needs the ability to protect himself and to escape from this situation.
He did get the immortal body, the martial art of "self-preservation", but at the same time he also noticed that he had appeared in the vision of the gods, being noticed by the gods for others maybe it is a happy thing, because they were equivalent to being blessed, but in his eyes it was different.
Just like Hephaestus said, blessing is sometimes a curse, the gods of gloomy and uncertain world just treat this world as a drama, he is just one of many actors, and now he it's only because he is special that he is getting attention. This drama is still going on. When will this blessing turn into a curse? For the gods, it's just a single thought, but it is enough to make Cyd trembling with fear. He who wants to live in peace.
Then he searched for way that the curse of the gods will not take effect. He obviously doesn't want to do exaggerated things, but he still chooses the most exaggerated method.
Thirteen blessings, thirteen blessings will make his wristband completely complete, and maybe he will become the freest person in this world and the most reassuring person that day.
There is no need to fear strife, nor do you need to worry about a curse from the sky.
But some things cannot escape.
[Trial at Noon]
[Trial under the gaze of Sun God Apollo]
[Winning by Speed]
"It was obvious that I am invincible under the sun," Cyd stepped into the proving ground and looked at the Atalanta who was watching him with her hands behind her back. He smiled wryly, "Are you really serious? ?"
"This is... the last time!" Atalanta tilted her head and smiled.
"Hero of Pure White..."
I don't know who murmured first, and cheers resounded like waves in the audience. They had been looking forward to that. The arrival of the hero who defeated the Demon Pig with Atalanta.
Iasus stood up straight, since that's what he wanted to see.
"Then this competition is officially..."
Iasus raised his hand impatiently, Atalanta's expression already let him see the end, but a discordant voice overcame his voice.
"Wait a moment! I should be the challenger in this competition!"
Hippomenes rushed in panting.
"Huh?" Cyd tilted his head.
"I signed up first," Hippomenes puffed out his chest confidently.
"It seems so," Iasus was a little embarrassed, after all, Hippomenes still came up with a lot of good stuff.
"Then I'll take you first..." Atalanta frowned.
"Wait a moment!"
Cyd glanced at Hippomenes' somewhat unnatural fanny pocket, then raised the corners of his mouth.
"Anyway, it's doesn't matter if you add one more person in this trial of speed."
"I don't want anyone to get in the way between you and me," Atalanta narrowed het eyes.
"Anyway, he can only eat dust behind our backs, and he is no longer a person if he is a little serious," Cyd spread his hands.
"Well, I'm fine," Atalanta nods.
"I have an opinion! This game is under the witness of the gods, it is fair and just! There should be no third parties involved!" Hippomenes raised his voice dissatisfied.
"Then please take out those gadgets," Cyd pointed to Hippomenes' pocket.
"What are you talking about? I don't understand," Hippomenes took a step back.
"No matter what tricks he plays, I will definitely not lose to this man," Atalanta confidently despised Hippomenes.
Hippomenes clenched his fists.
"Okay, I'll let you join, anyway, it is impossible for me to lose," Hippomenes took a deep breath.
No one can resist the power of God! These three Golden Apples from Goddess of Beauty Aphrodite have magical power that no one can resist!
"Then~ Ata, do you mind if I throw something during the game," Cyd nodded and looked towards Atalanta.
Hippomenes' heart was tight, if Atalanta said that in the game it was forbidden to throw things, then once he threw the Golden Apple, it would be a foul.
"As you wish," Atalanta spread her hands.
"That's good," Cyd smiled confidently.
Hippomenes let out a sigh of relief, this one is already stable, although I don't know what he want to throw, but it is definitely not as useful as the Golden Apple!
"Then..." After confirming that the three of them were ready, Iasus raised his hand high and then waved it down heavily.
"Start!"
Hippomenes' eyes narrowed fiercely and rushed out like sharp arrows. The surrounding audience exclaimed, Cyd and Atalanta were still standing there and didn't move!
"Slow," Cyd yawned.
"Just kill him," Atalanta took off the bow from her back and aimed at the back of Hippomenes' head.
"Wait a moment," Cyd patted Atalanta's shoulder, "I haven't thrown anything yet."
"Well," Atalanta lowered the bow.
"Damn it! Looking down on me!" Hippomenes clenched his teeth.
Atalanta has the habit of attacking afterwards. No matter who the opponent is, she will let the opponent run first and then start. He originally planned to use the Golden Apple to slow her down when Atalanta caught up. Three chances!
But now Atalanta doesn't move at all!
"Then I'll just rush to the finish line!" Hippomenes showed a grim smile as he looked at the finish line that was just around the corner.
But...
It's too late! See the white-hair in front! The winner is...
Hippomenes' expression gradually solidified.
The front...white-hair?
Why are you already in the front!
"Too slow," Cyd shook his hand and slammed his fist into Hippomenes' face.
Hippomenes' force of sprinting in full speed and the force of Cyd's punching, the combined force caused Hippomenes to spin like a wheel in midair, and the Golden Apple hidden in his pocket fall from the sky directly in Cyd's hands.
"What a boring farce," Cyd grabbed Hippomenes by the collar and threw him out like a shot put.
Iasus stared blankly at the Hippomenes who fell into the auditorium.
Did he die? No! He didn't win anyway, and he will die if he didn't win!
In an instant Iasus lost interest in Hippomenes, and now he cared about Cyd.
One step! As long as Cyd takes a step back, the victory belongs to him, and Atalanta is still in middle of the pursuit unable to catch up to him.
Atalanta stood there and watched Cyd quietly, she was waiting, waiting for Cyd to make a choice.
Cyd glanced at the end point that was just around the corner, and it seemed that it was his style to go straight to it now, but...
Cyd raised the corner of his mouth and threw the Golden Apples on the on the ground.
He wasn't going to run away this time.
Cyd walked slowly to Atalanta, who had been waiting for him.
"As you wish, no one can hinder our agreement."