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

"You can only wipe your sweat anyway," Hephaestus rolled her eyes, "and the look on your face that you're done and should leave will make me very uncomfortable."

Sidika froze for a moment, touched her face and smiled bitterly, "Is it so obvious?"

"I'm a god, although I can't read minds, but..." Hephaestus pursed his lips and continued to smash the iron block, "At this time, I feel disgusted, and can easily distinguish the ability of children's thoughts."

"There's no way... Bell, he... is already a reliable person, although there are still some bumps, but..." The corner of Sidika's mouth rose slightly, "There are already people who can accompany him on the rest of the way, he Not like me."

"boom---"

Hephaestus slammed the iron block with a heavy hammer, and the sparks splashed across Hidega's face.

"You are also the one who can accompany him down!"

"It's a pity that that person can't be me," Sidika sighed softly, "Bell is still moving forward, and I've turned back to find those who missed it."

"Including Hephaestus?" Hephaestus bit her lip, swinging the hammer harder and harder.

"That's my promise," Siddija lowered her eyes, "if you make an appointment, you must do it."

"That!"

"Bang——"

Hephaestus swung the last hammer, disregarding the scorching heat, reached out and took out the armband that had just been forged and handed it to Sidika.

"I want to make a promise too!" The tingling in the palm made Hephaestus' expression a little distorted, but she still stubbornly stared at Hidega's eyes.

"Your hand!" Sidgar's eyes narrowed fiercely, and he held the armband and wanted to take it away from Hephaestus' hands.

"It doesn't matter how this kind of thing is," Hephaestus firmly grasped the armband and refused to let go, "Promise!"

The corners of Siddija's eyes twitched. Although Hephaestus was a god, but her divine power was sealed, she was just an ordinary person with stronger physical fitness. There were already burn marks on her hands. God may not be able to use her inhuman skills for a long time.

Why do you always give up your most precious things so willfully!

"I understand," Sidika took a step back helplessly, "so let go."

"Then make an appointment," Hephaestus let go of his burnt right hand, "when you return to the ****, you must come back to us, not as a pure white hero, but as an ordinary starting again. As a human being, we will accompany you this time."

Siddija's eyes widened slightly, with a bit of confusion and embarrassment on his face, and Hephaestus, who was wearing a blindfold, stretched out his right hand, which was full of burns, to him.

"You are never alone, and there are also a group of people chasing after you when you are chasing the past."

Hephaestus took Hidega's hand a little ruthlessly, "If you go back on your words, I'll curse you!"

what……

"I understand, willful Lord God," Siddija chuckled and put the armband on her left arm.

With the crisp sound of the parts meshing, the armband fitted against Siddigar's arm, and the feeling of the omnipotent god that troubled him began to fade.

"She also made your bracers, right," Hephaestus let go, "only Hephaestus can hold the blessings of the gods, but she should regret it, right? "

[I shouldn't have made this bracer for you in the first place! ]

The man in the wheelchair roared unwillingly, because in her eyes, she was the real culprit, the cause of everything, and the blessing was also the curse. She personally forged the container that pushed him into the curse of despair.

"That's why she created such a [Pandora]," Hephaestus looked at the [Reforged Pandora] on Siddija's back, "Hysterical pleas, the magic box born from prayer and hope, all bring The power of your despair will be sealed into your power by it, this is wrong, you will become no longer you."

"I……"

"So! Hephaestus makes up for the mistakes Hephaestus made," Hephaestus raised her voice, "this armband will correct everything, be it blessings or hopes, they are Well-intentioned, it will never change you, as long as you are you."

Small sacred text appeared on the armband.

A sentence that represents her whole heart, if it is that person, she will definitely see it!

He is not yours alone.

PS is so sleepy, but Lost Castle is so fun?( *?ω? )?

PS(*?罒`*)(?O')_(??ω?? ”∠)_('◇'｀)ヾ(*ΦωΦ)?

Chapter 63 can already rest assured

"What's on your arm, teacher?"

In the shop called the Mistress of Plenty, Bell held the juice and looked curiously at the armband on Siddija's left arm.

"It's just a small blessing," Sidika raised her hand and poked Bell's nose with a chuckle, "How's the harvest today?"

Just like a child showing off his achievements to his parents, Bell took out the newspaper a little excitedly, obviously he was ready from the beginning.

"Teacher, I also defeated the floor master!"

"Huh!?" Siddija's eyes widened, although that thing is not very strong, but for Bell, it should be a threshold that can't be crossed for a while, how can it be gone in less than a day.

"But thanks to everyone's help, I have the opportunity to defeat the floor owner," Bell scratched his face.

"Don't say that about the hero apprentice, without you, I wouldn't be able to defeat the floor master so easily," an adventurer sitting not far away raised his glass, "Everyone, cheers for the hero apprentice!"

"cheers!"

The adventurers among the rich mistresses raised their glasses one after another.

"For the hero apprentice!"

"For the rabbit!"