Chapter 23. Competition

I Will Eventually Embark On The Path Of No Return Called A Hero - 23. Competition

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Cyd and Atalanta had a long chat that night, maybe because the reason for drinking a little wine, Atalanta is not as cold as before, and Cyd himself is a little high.

Cyd and Atalanta spent the night in the moonlight and the sea breeze while the heroes drank the confused moonlight.

Although I didn't do anything, it was really just chatting...

But I don't know why the other heroes looked at them with ambiguous eyes, after all, the two of them disappeared for one night, and appeared at the same time in the morning.

"Well, come on," as one of the few consciences on this ship, Hercules patted Cyd's shoulder, sending a blessing.

Please don't cheer me on!

Cyd covered his face.

"Boring," Atalanta shook her head and shaved her hair to pay attention to the heroes' pointing fingers.

After several days of sailing at sea, The Argo came to an island, which should be a very common thing, go to the island to grab...replenish supplies and then continue sailing, and then continue to set off, It's supposed to be like this...

"I think we can stay a few more days," Jason, surrounded by the women, gave a thumbs up to Hercules, who had an ugly face, and followed the women inside the city.

"We think so too!" With at least five women on hand, the heroes left Argo and walked into the city.

Cyd took a bite of the apple while taking it from the package and handing it to Atalanta and Hercules.

"Ah~ what the hell is Jason thinking," Hercules took a bite of the apple and waved away the woman who approached him impatiently.

The women turned their attention to Cyd with white hair and snow-white skin after discovering that there was no way to seduce Hercules.

Atalanta took a bite of the apple and cast a blank glance at the women.

"Let's go to the city together, heroes," the women quietly lowered their chests and pressed them against Cyd.

They have already seen that although the strongest person here will not go with them, but will not hinder their companions, so they turn their target to Cyd, who looks different.

"I am the queen of this island, as long as you nod, you can become the master of this island," the queen put her arms around Cyd's neck and pressed it against his chest. She whispered in his ear, "It's the first time for me, you have to be considerate~"

"Ka-cha..." Atalanta fiercely took a bite of the apple.

"Sorry, I'm not a hero, I'm just a sidekick," Cyd raised his hands.

"It doesn't matter if you're not a hero~" The queen was stunned.

"Yeah~ Since it's your first time, you still have to think about it, and it's not enough to hand over the future of an island to a stranger so casually," Cyd twisted his body and got rid of the queen's hands.

"I'll be back," the queen glanced at Cyd a little unwillingly, and then walked back to the city.

"My answer is this one anyway," Cyd shrugged.

"I've finished eating the apples, give me another one," Atalanta stretched out her little hand tenderly towards Cyd.

"Okay," Cyd touched the package and pulled out an apple and placed it in Atalanta's hand, "Then what do we do next?"

"Wait!" Hercules stood in front of The Argo like a god of the same sect with his arms around his chest.

"I don't care," Cyd planted the bit in his hand into the ground.

"I'm looking for some game," Atalanta followed Cyd's example and planted the bits in the ground, then removed the bow on his back.

"That...I like to eat..."

Atalanta interrupted Cyd ruthlessly before Cyd could finish speaking.

"Weak are prey to the strong, I'll only find food for myself, you have to eat and hunt yourself."

"Well...Hercules, what do you want to eat," Cyd gave a helpless look towards Hercules.

"It's up to you, but thanks for your hard work," Hercules shook the head.

"It's alright, after all, you have more important tasks, the ship is up to you," Cyd patted Hercules followed Atalanta's shoulders.

Hercules looked towards the closed city gate, and he could even hear the carnival sounds of men and women.

"Jason, don't forget what you're out to sea for," Hercules sighed.

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Atalanta jumped nimbly in front of the tree branch like a female leopard, with eyes wide open. Constantly scanning the ground, this is her usual style, using her arrogant speed to move quickly, while looking for prey, draw the bow in her hand the moment she sees the prey, and use the arrow to pierce the throat of the prey, but...

"Don't follow me!"

Atalanta stopped and glared at Cyd who had been following behind her in dissatisfaction.

"I said I won't give you my prey!"

Atalanta's tone was full of displeasure, not because Cyd followed this matter, but Cyd caught up with her.

"Uh... You didn't say that you didn't want to give me the prey because of the knife's mouth, but you actually slowed down the speed so slowly..."

Cyd covered his mouth, because Atalanta's expression was extremely cold.

Yes, how could Atalanta, who wants to believe that weak are prey to the strong, do such a thing.

Isn't that just a sarcasm!

Shouldn't...

"You're provoking me," Atalanta clenched his fists.

It really pissed her off!

"Ah...I don't have any!" Cyd quietly moved behind the tree trunk, "Look how speculative we talked last night, how could I possibly provoke you."

Atalanta took a deep breath, "Let's have a showdown! Cyd!"

"Huh?"

"If you win, I will do whatever you want!" Atalanta pointed to himself.

"Sigh...then what if I lose?" Cyd shrank his neck, instinctively telling him it wasn't that simple.

"I'll kill you!"

"I'm no match!"

"Then you'll be my prey now," Atalanta said blankly. She put the arrow on the bow with an expression, "I will hunt you until you die, or until you compete with me."

"Sister, I said something wrong just now, I really did it. It took my life to catch up to you," Cyd almost hid half of his body behind a tree trunk.

"Better or not," Atalanta drew the bow away.

It seems that there is no escape...

Cyd swallowed, "Better than what."

"It's better than speed!" Atalanta bit gritted teeth.

"Fine..." Cyd slowly walked out from behind the tree trunk, and then glanced above, although the leaves were lush, there was still a lot of sunlight swaying down through the tree cracks, "Today the sun is not bad."

If it is hunting, he really can't do anything, but if it is speed...

Today's sun is really good, he can even feel it The warm current from the white jade bracer on the left wrist.

Well, no problem.

"I hope you can see the sun tomorrow." Atalanta said quietly.

Five minutes later.

Atalanta looked at Cyd, who reached the finish line at the same time as her, with an incredible look on her face.

"It's really good, there is no winner or loser," Cyd smiled and looked towards the sun hanging in the air, "I hope the sun tomorrow will be as good as today."