Chapter 7. God Flickers

I Will Eventually Embark On The Path Of No Return Called A Hero - 7. God Flickers

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In this world Who is the hardest thing to satisfy?

Are you greedy?

No, in the face of insatiable greed, the gods often give such people the punishment of losing everything, or even worse. It's not that the gods can't satisfy their more desires, it's just that they don't give them out. The corresponding tribute is the lion's big mouth. The gods are not their cash machines. They should be the one who kneels on the ground and asks for alms, instead of asking for it like a debt collector.

So greedy people are not insatiable.

So, what kind of person is the hardest to satisfy?

A person without desire.

When you are merciful and want to satisfy the other party, you find that the other party just smiles at you without any malice, that's all.

Now Prometheus has encountered such an embarrassing situation.

He is the God of Wisdom, with foresight, although he cannot give wealth and power, he can point the way.

He always thought so, that only those who wanted to be heroes would find him. It was very simple, but this boy's wish was as pure white as his skin and hair, and he was not affected by anyone. Colour contamination, just want to live an ordinary life.

He can make the mixed colour bloom the most gorgeous colour, but he can't make the white purer.

For the first time, he didn't know how to answer, and probably Athena would also be in such an embarrassing situation.

Cyd doesn't have any urge, just quietly watching Prometheus of the browsers tightly frowns, he knows how abnormal his wishes are in this world, but this abnormality is for him most real.

"You really... don't want to be a hero?" Prometheus sighed.

"I don't want to," Cyd called the head very resolutely.

"You are such a [worrying] child," Prometheus looked towards the sky, obviously looking for an easier path than Hero's Path, but he had a feeling of worry, obviously before, about what should be done after pointing out the most suitable way for those who came.

O Zeus, is this your test too?

So, what do you hope to achieve?

"I'm sorry," Cyd rolled his eyes.

"No, you're fine, there's nothing wrong with you," Prometheus shook his head with a kind smile, "My child, I'll do my best to help you."

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"Thank you," Cyd lowered his head

"First of all, you need a body of invulnerability," Prometheus said without hesitation.

"Well, I know... ah?"

Cyd blinked somewhat uncertainly and looked at the sincere Prometheus.

"Are you habitually pointing at Heroic Path again?"

"No, this is the first time I say that," Prometheus shook his head, "this It's the result of my wisdom."

"But...what do I want the body of invulnerability to do?" Cyd looked puzzled, "I'm not afraid of a sneak attack when I sleep?"

"Although my heart hurts, the war between human beings has never stopped. If you want to live an ordinary life, you must have a body of invulnerability, so that even if there is a war, you It can also be guaranteed not to be involved in the aftermath of accidental death," Prometheus wrote all over his face [I'm not going to lie to you].

"Fine, but I'm a mortal, how can I get the body of invulnerability," Although he had some doubts in his heart, Cyd voted in the sincere eyes of Prometheus.

"It doesn't matter, as long as you go to the Styx River and soak in it, you can get the almost immortal body of impervious to sword and spear," Prometheus turned his wrist slightly and pointed to the white horse, who was wandering, "Poseidon, the sea god The white horse will take you to your destination, and it won't leave until you think you've reached your destination."

"Isn't that the same as cheating," Cyd shook his head.

"It's still here to say it all," whispered Prometheus, "the gods are sometimes harsh because you make mistakes, the gods are sometimes gentle because you deserve them, Shelter."

"Hmm...horse, go if you don't want to, I can walk to Styx River alone," Cyd tentatively patted the white horse's head.

The white horse glanced at Cyd and had no intention of leaving.

"Fine, as long as I have the body of invulnerability, can I live without the impact of the war?" Cyd raised his hands in surrender.

"It's not enough, impervious to sword and spear doesn't mean you can protect yourself; you also need technology that can protect yourself," Prometheus shook the chain on his body, "you can go to a half-centaur to learn This technology."

"That...half centaur is a cannibal."

"You can find a half centaur that doesn't eat people."

"Those who don't eat people...half centaur?" Cyd touched the chin and thought.

speaking of which, in Greek mythology, there is a half-centaur who does not eat people but also teaches human combat techniques. He is almost all Teacher of Greek Heroes.

"Chiron...are you really, right?" Cyd bitterly laughed, "I'm really not interested in heroes."

"I know, you just have to go to Mount It's enough for Pelion to ask him to teach self-protection," Prometheus said earnestly, "He is as friendly to you as I am."

"Fine, I only learn self- protection!" Cyd gritted his teeth and nodded fiercely.

However, just being impervious to sword and spear does not guarantee a stable life. What if someone is used as a shield or suffocated in water?

Appropriate martial arts are a must!

That's right! Prometheus doesn't lie!

"Then next, and the most important part, you have to go to God of Fire to build a Sacred Tool for you," Prometheus narrowed his eyes, "a piece that can defend you against all curses., even the curse of the gods can invalidate the armour."

This time Cyd did not refuse, because the armour in Prometheus' mouth made his heart move.

He's not a demigod, he doesn't have an awesome background, he can come here only because his five years of kneeling and licking have made the gods merciful, in case one day he accidentally puts the gods What do you do when you're irritated and turn him into something weird?

"But why did God of Fire create this Sacred Tool for me that looks very difficult to deal with," Cyd scratched the back of his head helplessly, "It just sounds like it's hard to build."

"No, it might be impossible for someone else to talk God of Fire, but you can," Prometheus raised his lips in a mysterious smile.

"Can't you just tell me?" Cyd curls one's lip.

"A little unknown is part of the ordinary," Prometheus looked at Cyd lovingly, "Son of man, may you get what you want."

"Thank you, but I'm sorry, I can't give you anything, and I can't set you free." Cyd bowed to Prometheus.

"It's okay, I do it of my own accord." Prometheus closed his eyes. "It's time for you to go."

"Go forward to the future you want."