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

I Will Eventually Embark On The Path Of No Return Called A Hero - 32. Ashore

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"Finally... here!"

The moment he stepped ashore, Cyd, who was holding Atalanta, knelt on the ground.

"No, just ashore," Atalanta glanced at the compass in her hand, which was still firmly glued to her palm. "It doesn't look like Calydon."

"Isn't it there yet!" Cyd whimpered.

Even with the blessing of Sun God, he couldn't recover from mental fatigue. He kept running. Even though his body told him that he was just doing a warm-up exercise, he was still very tired! After all, he's is running through the Sea Territory without rest.

"Then take a night's rest," Atalanta glanced at the sky, "the sun is going down, and your blessings are about to expire."

"Indeed, that kind of the feeling of act wilfully is gone," Cyd clenched his fists.

"I don't want to ask you, but now I don't have the ability to hunt," Atalanta waved his right hand with the compass attached.

"Relax, when I got off the boat early, I also received some gifts," Cyd gently leaned Atalanta against a rock.

"Gifts?" Atalanta tilted her head.

Cyd mysteriously smiled, next moment huge waves were set off behind him, and all kinds of fish fell on his feet.

"For example," Cyd spread his hands and took the squid off his head, "Poseidon-sama is really enthusiastic."

"You really are Well-loved," Atalanta rolled her eyes.

"It's alright," Cyd smiled and started a fire on the ground, and then skillfully baked the fish on the fire.

Cyd and Atalanta were chatting while they were free.

"What are you going to do after Ata? After taking care of that wild boar."

"Who knows, going up in that ship is impossible anyway," Atalanta looked at the hanging the moon in the middle of the night said softly, "Maybe I'll go back to Arcadia, I can't tell."

"It's nice to have a home to go back to," Cyd propped his chin up as he watched the throbbing flames.

"It doesn't matter what kind of thing, home doesn't mean anything to me," Atalanta closed her eyes, "I would have died without Artemis-sama."

"The fish is ready, do you want me to feed you?" Cyd tilted his head.

"Bite you to death!"

As if to prove that she is not a puppet at the mercy of others even if she is incapacitated, Atalanta laboriously bit the grilled fish.

"It looks very painful," Cyd with sharp eyes could clearly see that Atalanta's mouth had been scalded red, and the tears were already coming out, but Atalanta was still looked like she was fine at all.

It's like a pussy cat.

Atalanta and Cyd have an embarrassing problem after covering the Fire Pit with dirt.

It's time to go to bed, but...

"I can do it alone!"

Seeing Atalanta struggling and crawling on the ground, Cyd was helplessly sighed.

It's not that they never lived together in the wild, but Atalanta at that time was not weakened, and they just slept in a tree alone, but now Atalanta can't even stand up, let her sleep on a tree...

"Sorry, I'll feel guilty if you accidentally get carried away by the wild beast or fall off the tree," Cyd slowly walked towards a look of resistance Atalanta.

"You...don't come here! I will bite...I will kill you!" Atalanta waved her hands constantly, as if resisting the little milk cat being taken back to the nest.

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Meanwhile in the Argo...

Hercules was in a predicament. A person in black robe was in the deck making him very nervous. The scythe on her waist exuded a tinge that made his scalp numb from oppression.

The robed person's purple hair swept down from the black robe, and a scythe with a chain at the end smashed on the deck.

"You...killed him?"

"Then...you all ...turn into stone statues and sink...in this Sea Territory!"

The black robe was blown away in the gust of wind, and almost instantly Hercules hid behind the boat pole, while the others stared at the exposed delicate face, and the pair of demons purple eyes, and then dozens of lifelike statues lined up in the deck of The Argo.

"He didn't see it? Forget it, this kind of thing doesn't matter, the sickle in my hand will take away the lives of all people, and for him I can change back to that monster again, named Medusa!"

Medusa dragged the scythe to the Jason's statue.

"Get out of here, or I'll chop the statue."

"You misunderstood! Cyd isn't dead!" Hercules moved, but didn't go out immediately, "He has Poseidon's Blessing, the god of the sea, and can walk on the sea first, but he left by himself."

"Do you think I will believe it!" Medusa raised his sickle indifferently and moved towards Jason's head chopped down.

"He's telling the truth~" A hand squeezed the scythe before it was about to hit Jason.

"Athena..." Medusa narrowed his eyes.

"He's on his way to Calydon now, won't you help him in order to destroy a demon pig?" Athena let go of the scythe.

Medusa gritted his teeth, turned and jumped off the boat.

"Really, you really like to cause trouble for me," Athena glanced at the hero who turned into stone statues around, she sighed flicks with her finger, and all the stone statues were broken and petrified in an instant. The heroes fell on the deck one after another.

"I'll leave it to you, Hercules," Athena looked towards Hercules, who came out slowly.

"I will," Hercules sighed, glancing at the pile of corpses on the deck.