Chapter 58. Ata, the Hunter

I Will Eventually Embark on the Path of No Return Called a Hero - 58. Ata, the Hunter

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The morning sun shines on the bed from the window, and the beautiful wedding dress is like were rolled up like a rag and thrown in the corner of the bed. The valiant and formidable-looking huntress put on her hunting clothes. The quiver and bow and arrow that she thought she might not touch in the future also she took out from the bottom of the bed.

"It feels good," Atalanta strummed the slingshot, and then nodded with satisfaction.

"ka-cha ――――"

Atalanta opened the door and strode down the stairs, and the maids passing by showed horrified eyes.

Last night, the protagonist of the banquet, Cyd, left the stage early, and even a maid picked up the broken wedding dress. Obviously, this hero was extremely hungry while tearing his clothes and looking for a bride. It's right to say that they will toss all night, so...

Can I walk like this after I've just experienced such a beast personally!

She is truly a hero who can easily do things that we mortals can't do!

"That's not right..." An experienced maid narrowed her eyes, "The princess looks the same as before."

"Go and see!" Another maid without thinking, she rushed into Atalanta's room, and was stunned...

The maids also have their own communication circles. They have always paid attention to the group called heroes. When will they be caught? The hero's pity is what they have always cared about.

This is not uncommon, even Hercules once saw one or several maids during a celebration, and then rode their horses to gallop.

There are also stories of many heroes who took a fancy to a maid or several maids at their wedding and then got high together.

So they have been waiting for such an opportunity, as long as they have sex with a hero, they will earn it, and if they are pregnant with a hero's son, they will turn from a bicycle to a motorcycle.

Cyd's arrival is like a bomb thrown into the sea for them, it is no longer the level of the ripples, and the huge waves swept away their senses. All sorts of methods to tempt Cyd.

I don't want you to be responsible, you won't suffer and you can be happy, why not do it? Are there any Greek heroes in this world that can be resisted?

As a result, Cyd really ignored them.

Failed, they can only think like this. Compared with Atalanta, they are far worse.

However, the chaotic room they had always imagined was unexpectedly tidy, without all kinds of weird smells, plain as if no one had been there, and the only mess was probably the one that was rolled thrown wedding dress.

Where is the groom?

The maid who reacted immediately reported the incident to the king, and Iasus was immediately blinded.

Too much information made his brain shut down.

But there was one thing he realized.

Cyd is gone!

He ran away when everyone thought he was doing something that a man would envy and hate!

Are you really a man!

Cyd, who was fishing, sneezed, and then the tidal wave of fish directly drowned him.

Today's Poseidon-sama is as worried as ever...

"Atalanta!" Iasus covered his forehead and growled irritably, "Where is she! Why don't you stop her?!"

"The princess went out with a bow and arrow, we thought she was out hunting, so..." The maid shrank her neck.

It should be said that despite being an irresponsible father, Iasus still guessed what Atalanta wanted to do.

"She probably really... went hunting," Iasus slumped on his throne, "and probably will never comes back."

What the hell is better? To live as a hero-loving princess or as a free hunter? Which one to choose is not painful?

Atalanta doesn't understand how she can choose between faith and love, so she handed over the initiative to another person for the first time, but it's true... That the balance in her heart has been tilted by Cyd.

She doesn't have to agree to this trial. If she is really firm enough in her heart, she can just leave. Atalanta has no good feelings towards these unscrupulous parents. But she agreed.

She chose the speed that she is best at and even planned the outcome of the loser's death, in order to eliminate those who overestimate one's capabilities and conspiracy, but she should be very clear, that her speed is not the fastest. Isn't there a person who has a speed that surpasses her? But she still chose to compare the speed. If it was obvious that the person would be defeated by hunting, she still chose the speed, and even chose the time when that person was the strongest.

She wants to lose, she wants to tell that person her love.

Because that person is afraid of trouble, showing up all the time will definitely cause him trouble, so she even has the consciousness to put down her bow for that person.

That's why Artemis hurried to Cyd and told him about it.

Although she is a Virgin Goddess and hates marriage, she doesn't hate love, she can see Atalanta's pure but contradictory love, she doesn't want this child growing up to suffer, so she hopes Cyd to go, even if it violates her own agreement.

But Cyd refused, rejected her love.

He even said nonsense like come to hunt me.

In response to her saying she doesn't know who to hunt?

Funny, who does he think he is? Obviously full of naive thoughts, is it possible that you really think you are Hero of Pure White? But why does she feel satisfied...

Atalanta leaned against the tree with her chest covered. Her basic detection ability as a hunter told her that Cyd left this route last night and walked straight.

"You haven't even removed your breath, are you serious?" Atalanta reached out and picked up the conspicuous white hair in the grass, "But I'm serious, I'll hunt you."

This is mine...

Atalanta squeezed the strands of hair in her hands.

This is my way of love!

"Ah!!! No way! I'm getting cold hairs! I must have been targeted!" Cyd shook his shoulders, and the grilled fish in his hands fell to the ground, "Now run away!"

This sense of being watched reminded Cyd of the lion that had bitten him even though it couldn't kill him.

"Why?" Medusa tilted her head.

"I am absolutely sure! There's a super troublesome guy following me," Cyd reached up and wiped the grease from the corners of Medusa's mouth.

"It's Atalanta," Medusa put on her hood.

"Impossible," Cyd shook the head with a firm face, "Although I pushed her to the bed, escaped her marriage, and told her to hunt for a handsome guy like me... "

It was clearly through the black robe, but Cyd could still feel Medusa's dazzling eyes.

"Sure enough, escape!"

Cyd picked up Medusa and rushed directly into the sea.