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I Will Eventually Embark On The Path Of No Return Called A Hero

Cyd, a normal man wants to live a normal life without any troubles. But he didn't had the knowledge how to live a normal life in ancient Greek! So, read and know his struggles to live a normal life. --- This is a Translated Novel. The Novel belongs to original writer. --- To read additional chapters, go to -> www.patreon.com/kurato6180

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Chapter 6. God Will Answer

I Will Eventually Embark On The Path Of No Return Called A Hero - 6. God Will Answer

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"To be vomited so quickly... ..., I'm really nauseous..., just vomit..."

Cyd knelt on the rock with a pale face, and then fell down with a snap.

The white horse innocently poked Cyd's head with the horse's hoof.

"It's okay, I'm just a little dizzy," Cyd waved his hand weakly.

He really felt what it means to fuse together with the blast.

Because of their soft hands, he accidentally fell off a few times in the middle, but the white horse took him back.

After a while, Cyd stood up against the rock wall.

"Where is God Prometheus?" Cyd shook his head, looking towards the white horse.

The white horse blinked and looked towards a rock that was a lot bigger than a person not far away.

"You are really dedicated," Cyd's corner of mouth twitched, even his naked eye mortal can clearly see the man bound on the rock, at this moment he is looking at the sky seems to be What are you waiting for.

Although he thought about letting the white horse send him to a place closer to Prometheus, but didn't expect the white horse to put him directly near Prometheus.

"But I've already reached where I want to go," Cyd patted the white horse's head, "Ma'er, you should go back, staying by my side is definitely not comfortable with Sea God, the rest I'll leave the road to myself."

The white horse blinked and circled behind Cyd and lightly pressed his back as if urging him to feel Prometheus beside him.

However, Cyd was hesitant or worried about something.

"It's noon, and the eagle that eats Prometheus' liver is coming," Cyd nervously looked in the direction Prometheus was looking at.

It is said that one of the symbols of Zeus is the eagle. God knows whether the eagle that comes to eat Prometheus every day is Zeus's incarnation or Avatar or something. Only Hercules, the son, dares to shoot the eagle directly, and it is easy to break the chain.

He's just a mortal person, and he doesn't have the identity of being a jerk. It's hard to say whether Zeus will ignore him. If he gets angry with him, wouldn't it be GG to hang him on it too?

Sure enough, it's time to get some raw beef to try it out.

Cyd took a step back.

Don't be afraid of 10,000, just in case, he has no Arcanum and no Sacred Tool, and he has only one life, so he might be hit by a killing disaster if he rushes up.

"Come here, child, Zeus' eagle won't come today."

As Cyd was about to go down and find a way to get a cow to worship, he kept staring into the distance Prometheus said suddenly.

Calm, kind, and wise.

This was Cyd's first feeling when he heard Prometheus's voice, inexplicably, a feeling of trusting him.

"That...really?" Although he wanted to trust Prometheus, Cyd was hesitant to approach him.

Life is precious, be careful with everything.

"In order to give me pain, Zeus's condor came to eat my liver every day all on time. I haven't been late for a day in tens of thousands of years. Today..." Prometheus smiled and looked towards Cyd, "Probably. I don't want you to see something too bloody."

Cyd's face paled.

Man, sometimes I subconsciously make up my brain after hearing some crazy things. Just now, when he made up his mind, the eagle used its sharp claw to open up Prometheus' belly and devoured his internal organs.

Wow, that's a bit restrictive!

"You can come closer, I haven't seen anyone in a long time," Prometheus said softly, "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you, for me all humans are My child."

"I know that you are locked here is the best proof," Cyd shook his head and walked over to Prometheus in front of Prometheus, raising his head and talking to him. Look at each other.

Created human beings with himself as the prototype. For Prometheus, all human beings are his children. Therefore, for his own child, Prometheus is willing to take risks to deceive Zeus, just so that his child can He has enough food to steal fire for his child to have a fire, so he is locked in the Caucasus Mountain range and suffers every day.

"My child, is there anything you want to ask me?" Prometheus stretched out his hand to touch Cyd but was firmly locked by the chain.

"I... want to live in peace," Cyd said slowly, hesitantly.

Yes, it's that simple, peaceful, peaceful, live, and then die ordinary, it doesn't matter if there are setbacks and pains, because living with distress is ordinary living, and dying with regret is Just an ordinary death.

What I'm asking for...is just that simple...

"Do ordinary people live?" Prometheus was stunned, even if he was one of the wisest gods, I don't know how to answer Cyd for a while.

"Yes, I don't expect a carefree life, but I just want to live a normal life in this world with wars and disasters," Cyd lowered his eyes.

Maybe for the people in this world, disasters, wars, and adventures are ordinary, maybe he can be carefree on that small island, but that is not the life he desires, maybe he was a shameless man at the time Tangle with Atalanta, or with Artemis, maybe you can enjoy the life of the male protagonist in the harem, of course, the premise is that the head will not be shot...

So many may be impossible for Cyd.

"It's the first time someone has asked me this question," Prometheus bitterly laughed, "Maybe you ask me how to be a hero, maybe I can give you the answer right away and give you directions on what to do, but ..."

"Ordinary is also a difficult thing," Cyd spread his hands, "because everyone's standards are different, and everyone's ordinary is different."

"You really don't want to be a hero?" Prometheus blinked, "The standard of ordinary people is different, but the standard of heroes is the same."

"For you human beings They are all your children, right?" Cyd lowered his head and looked towards his snow-white palm, "Would you like to see your children fighting each other?"

Prometheus's expression froze.

"Heroes are born to satisfy people's wishes, and they wave their swords in order to clear disasters," Cyd laughed at himself, "but heroes are also one of the people, they are impossible. Satisfying everyone, even more, how who can satisfy himself?"

"Glory, women, wealth, in this world, no, no matter what world, these are necessary to satisfy heroes, but can be the fastest and most convenient way to get there is only war. In order to satisfy the hero himself, the hero must step on the dignity and life of other people. Maybe I will cast admiration on the heroes, but I will never. I want to be them."

"Because I want to live ordinary and die."

"O God Prometheus, O God of Wisdom, please hear my prayers Show me a way."