I Will Eventually Embark on a Road of No Return Called a Hero

If it was an ordinary beast, Bell would have tossed it to death long ago, but the Minotaur was too resistant to beatings, so he chased Bell everywhere.

"Well...weapons are one aspect of the problem, and there is also a lack of strength. It's still too urgent, ah~ Teacher, how do you always train just right?" Sidika scratched the back of his head, "Sure enough I'm still not as good as you."

"Teacher!" Bell shouted loudly.

"Huh?" Sidika raised her head, and a huge shadow enveloped him.

"Roar----"

The Minotaur roared and raised his fist.

Obviously, after finding that Bell couldn't be beaten no matter what, the Minotaur decisively abandoned Bell and turned to attack the crowd of onlookers who were watching the entire journey.

"I can't see Bell anymore," Siddija threw a punch with an expressionless face.

"boom----"

The two legs of the Minotaur fell to the ground. As for the other parts, if the blood and minced meat on the rock wall were to be buckled and put together, it would probably not work... either.

"Teacher, I've let you down," Bell came to Siddija in dejection.

Originally, he was a little complacent after discovering that he could fully capture the movements of the Minotaur, but it turned out that all he could do was run away in a less embarrassing manner.

"No, it's my problem, I haven't figured out the system here," Siddija patted Bell's head, "The mission of the ten Minotaurs is temporarily postponed, let's slow down."

"Teacher, I actually..."

"Kill [-] goblins first!" Siddigar raised the index finger of his right hand.

[Teacher, I can actually do it! ]

Bell originally intended to say this, but after hearing that Sidgar wanted him to kill [-] goblins, he just swallowed the second half of the sentence.

"Teacher... [-] is just not a bit..." Bell gestured his fingers with a sad face.

"It's really a bit small," Siddija nodded while rubbing her chin, "Then let's have [-]."

Bell: ......

"But your equipment is not good," Siddija tossed her purse, "it's time to add some new equipment to you."

"Really!" Bell's eyes lit up.

No man can resist the allure of new gear!

A great sword wrapped in magma, a sickle exuding black energy, a heavy hammer with violent beauty, a scepter wrapped in thunder, and so on.

In short, all kinds of fancy costumes flashed through his mind.

Sure enough, heroes must have handsome weapons!

Looking at the excited Bell, Siddija nodded with satisfaction.

"Let's look forward to it, the most suitable weapon for you~"

"Yeah!" Bell's eyes twinkled like stars.

Inside the weapon shop.

"Boss, please give me a helmet, a round shield, and a short sword."

Just one sentence made Bell, whose blood boiled, cooled for the most part.

"Teacher...that..." Bell showed a smile that was uglier than crying, "A handsome weapon..."

Siddija blinked, "Please give me another chain mail."

"boom---"

Bell fell to his knees, the background was dark.

Great swords, heavy hammers, and sickles are all gone.

"By the way, please make the edge of the shield as thin as possible and thicker in the middle," Siddija didn't care about Bell, who had lost his dream, but communicated with the boss.

Although I don't know why Sidgar wants a shield with a thin edge, the boss still satisfies Sidgar's strange request for the sake of the gold coins placed in front of him.

Novice Bell gets a helmet, chain mail, an odd round shield, and a short sword.

"Does it really need to be equipped like this for the teacher to fight goblins?" Bell, who returned to the dungeon, looked at the helmet in front of him with some resistance.

"You don't want to wear this helmet because you think it's ugly," Siddigar rolled his eyes.

"How...how could it be..." Bell's eyes were erratic.

"Bell, this dungeon is not a place to play, no one can predict whether he will die in the next moment," Siddija pointed to his head, "Once this place is injured, it is really over, remember Bell, you can only be a hero if you live."

Bell was stunned for a while, looking at the helmet in front of him that could protect his head for a while, and then put it on his head.

"I understand teacher!"

"It's really good for you to understand," Sidika tilted her head, "so I don't have to drag you back to educate you."

Bell's legs softly supported the rock wall next to him.

"If there is anything else you don't understand, you must ask," Siddija put her arms around her chest. "It is also a teacher's responsibility to help students avoid wrong answers."

"About this shield," Bell raised the small round shield on his left arm, "Teacher, why did you make the edge so thin? Isn't it easy to cut?"