Chapter 8. God's Anxiety

I Will Eventually Embark On The Path Of No Return Called A Hero - 8. God's Anxiety

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"The child is gone; you should come out too. "

Prometheus opened his eyes softly after Cyd and White Horse's silhouettes completely disappeared into the clouds.

"King of the Gods, Zeus."

"I'm not hiding either," Zeus stepped out from behind the rock with his arms around his chest and leaned on it, "but in It's just a gamble, but I lost very simply."

"It's with your two big brothers," Prometheus laughed.

"As smart as ever, yes, I bet that child will take over Poseidon's warhorse, but obviously there are times when I'm wrong," Zeus shrugged, "I said hello to Thetis if I could. If so, see if you can temper that child's flesh with Heavenly Fire."

"Goddess of Water Thetis? So, do you still care about that prophecy?" Prometheus looked thoughtful and nodded, "Then ...that child..."

"I hope you remember that it wasn't just your actions that I locked you in here," Zeus narrowed his eyes, "the look on your face now reminds me of the first time you fooled me with a tribute, but you should have known..."

"Of course, King of the Gods, all-knowing and almighty, my cleverness can't fool you," Prometheus shrugged, "So didn't I answer that child's prayer as you wished?"

"That child... trusts you a lot," Zeus looked towards the distance, even now he could see Cyd frowned, probably worried about something.

"Yes, so I feel very guilty, obviously that child only wants a peaceful life, but I used his trust to arbitrarily point him to the Road of No Return called a hero," Prometheus hung down. Eyes wide.

"This is the first time you've done something like this," Zeus looked at the guilty-faced Prometheus with interest, "Let me see why."

"That child...is a heresy in this world, no matter what, it is impossible for him to live as normal as he wishes," Prometheus felt powerless for the first time, "so I can only let him live [wonderful], At least he can live a happy life in the eyes of others."

"Even if you show such an expression? Obviously, you haven't lowered your head all these years," Zeus touched the chin and came to Prometheus, "But don't worry, I won't do anything to that child, what kind of [hero] will he be forced to become? You should also be very concerned about it."

"He...will become whatever the greatest hero that anyone can sing."

"Then... I'm really looking forward to it."

Black wings spread behind Zeus.

"I won't eat your liver today, after all, I have seen the expression I always wanted to see."

After saying that, Zeus turned into an eagle and flew away.

"Cyd, Pure Son of Man," Prometheus lifts his head looked towards the distance, "You will probably never touch the ordinary in your future life, but your words will probably never give up, Then I will continue to bless you until you reach that distant place that seems unreachable."

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"It always feels like… an unpleasant feeling," Cyd on the back of the white horse shivered, shrinking his neck subconsciously, "The horse really reached the Styx River. Is it?"

The white horse rolled its eyes, this is the fourth time, what are you worried about, attack? Please, who dares to attack Poseidon-sama's warhorse, don't die, and... the Styx River has arrived.

The white wings slowly folded, the white horse slowly descended as if stepping in the air, and finally stopped at the edge of a river that looked like a small stream.

"This is the Styx River?"

Seeing Styx River Cyd yearn for something even in dreams, he didn't jump down and have a good time but rode on the back of a white horse. His face looked around suspiciously.

Ordinary, no, it should be said to be beautiful scenery, the birds looked at him curiously on the branches, the grass swayed gently in the breeze, the clear little, the Styx River was flowing slowly.

"The creek where even the puppies walk is really the Styx River?"

It's not the legendary Goddess of Water Thetis, in order to prevent its puppies from being washed away Do you put it on the heel of the cub?

The white horse walked to the side of the creek and shook violently without any warning. Cyd, who hadn't reacted yet, thumped and fell into it.

"Emmm…" Cyd mused as he sat in the Styx River creek.

As he expected, the Styx River... couldn't rush him away, and I don't know how to put it, this slight push was quite comfortable.

Cyd looked aside and flicked his tail leisurely, then lay down with his hands behind his head, and the water slowly rose until it passed the tip of his nose.

So peaceful...

Cyd, completely submerged in the Styx River, stared into his pupils through the clear water.

So, my body will be impervious to sword and spear?

Cyd was lost in thought before running out of oxygen.

Speaking of which impervious to sword and spear does it mean the skin is immune to slash or the whole body is immune to slash?

If it is only immune to slashing, doesn't that mean that his life can be taken away by other means?

For example, Hercules suffocated the throat to kill or took the slash but the skeleton was still broken.

What if someone is poisoned?

How about a couple of sips of Styx River water?

What do you think of the horse?

Cyd tilted his head slightly, looked towards the white horse that was supposed to be grazing by the Styx River, and saw a woman with sea-blue colour hair and a long Greek dress stroking the white horse's head there.

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As if aware of Cyd's gaze, she turned her head to look at Cyd through Styx River.

"Wow, cough!"

Cyd sat up with a thump because so suddenly, Cyd accidentally choked on the water in the Styx River.

This time the trachea and esophagus are probably imperial to sword and spear.

Cyd struggled to get out of the Styx River, then lay on the ground in a very embarrassing position, gasping for breath.

Struggling on whilst at death's door in the hands of two female devils for so many years, didn't expect him to almost break in the hands of a brook.

"It's really an interesting child."

A shadow shrouded Cyd, and the woman who was stroking the white horse quietly came to Cyd's side and lowered her head to look down at him.

"Which god are you?"

Cyd swallowed, this is Styx River, it will be here, and the white horse is very tame in her hands, Goddess! Definitely Goddess!

"Me?"

She crooked her head and squatted down.

It was only at this time that Cyd noticed that Goddess was wearing a long skirt with a slit on one side. When he squatted, his snow-white thighs appeared directly in front of Cyd's eyes.

Almost the instant the snow white appeared, Cyd closed his eyes.

Don't say that just a glance is earned, and it's romantic to be a ghost, and don't say who is the god of aloof and remote. Human beings are all ants. Will they get angry and shy when they see their body?? Unreliable things like that.

The gods are very careful. Even if you glance at them, they may give you a curse to make your life worse than death, and maybe you will not feel good if you are a ghost, because there is really an Underworld here.

One of the Greek survival rules, you can kneel and lick Goddess, but don't think and do anything but kneel and lick, because it's the same as smoking in a room full of an unknown gas, you can't Make sure it's air, gas, or chronic poison.