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

"Snapped---"

Roman backhandedly closed the refrigerator, then pulled it open, still instant ramen.

But because of his actions, a note flew up and landed in front of him.

[Don't eat cake all the time, eat something nutritious (￣?￣)]

"Really... instant ramen is not necessarily healthy," Roman reluctantly lifted the ramen, tore off the sauce packet and poured it on the ramen, "There are so many sauce packets, hot water... Huh? It's hot? What is this operation?"

Roman looked dull at the ramen noodles that began to plop and steam, and an alluring aroma filled the room.

"It means good, how long has it been since I ate ramen," Roman swallowed, flipped open his chopsticks, rolled up a big lump of ramen and stuffed it into his mouth.

This taste...

Roman's eyes shrank fiercely, steam visible to the naked eye emerged from his head, and dense fine sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Roman covered his mouth and knelt on the ground.

Is this some kind of super high-level magic attack!

Why is ramen so spicy!

"Shuishuishui!" Roman looked at the refrigerator with a painful face.

Ah~ how does the mineral water in the refrigerator look so tempting~

Xiaoxi, I didn't expect you to be so thoughtful!

Roman excitedly twisted open the mineral water bottle.

"Tuntuntun..."

It's so cool, the sense of feeling cool has to be... gone...

Roman only felt that the blackness in front of him fell to the ground.

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As I said at the beginning, what I want to do has never changed, neither has the desire to support me going forward, I just want to tell the story of Hidika's growth.

He took the first step in life, but he went to the future he never imagined, but he did not regret it, so the pure white hero was born.

He finally reached the end and could finally go home.

He knows that he is hope, so he wants to leave the seed of hope and pass on the name of a hero.

Now he has forged a fate with people, and he has also witnessed that those who are bound by the past finally overcome the past and look directly at the future. Start running forward.

He has witnessed a lot, and it is his turn. He has been walking alone, and he will eventually meet a group of people who are side by side with him.

Every volume I write is intended to tell the story of Siddigar's life.

Siddija is the hero I look up to, he is hope, he can lead people, so I will write the stories of those who have changed because of him, maybe there is sadness, maybe there is unwillingness, but they will not give up.

This is the hero.

That's the story I want to tell.

As for the bounty or something, it's not impossible.

0 monthly passes plus one more

0 recommended tickets plus one more

0 blades plus one more

0 reward plus one more

I can add updates for you anytime, because it's enough for me when you buy that chapter.

Since you can already do so much more, let's add more~

Well~ when the time comes, someone will say that I lied to a bounty or something?( *?ω? )?

Anyway, the price is on it (￣?￣)

Chapter 1 Siddika Exclusive

The king of Lyones country, Bartola Leones, has the magic power called "clairvoyant", he can see the future and get all kinds of predictions.This power is very powerful, allowing Bartola to avoid all kinds of disasters.The magic power is active, but whenever there is a sign of a major event, [Clairvoyance] will force him to enter a dream that predicts the future.

On that ordinary day, Bartola was pulled into a dream by his own magic power. He thought that another disaster would happen, but he just stood in a white and flawless space.

A woman appeared in front of him, and his instinct told him that the woman in front of him was a [God].

He couldn't believe it. It wasn't that he doubted whether this woman was a god, but that this woman was too embarrassed. Her scarred body seemed to have experienced the torment of a long battle. A pair of hands like works of art have explicit scars, as if they were dragging something for a long time.

She was embarrassed like a wanderer, only one pair of eyes flashed with determination.

She should have been a goddess who could act willfully, she should have been a goddess who would be forgiven no matter what she did, she should have been a goddess who was carefree and free at all times, but now this The goddess showed a relieved smile, as if the long wait had finally come to an end.

[Go to him. ]

The goddess gave him an order, and without any extra words from the goddess, he saw a figure through the transparent eyes of the goddess.

Carrying a magic box that seals hope, a pure white hero who steps into the depths of hell alone to save the world.