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

Here is Zeus!

As long as he looks beautiful, he can go to the opposite super stallion god without any psychological burden, the father of most of the Greek demigod heroes.

In case, there really is such a case. In case he finds a beautiful wife, he must not worry about it every day, what if he gets a green hat one day!Moreover, with Zeus' ability to hit all the shots, he would have to raise a demigod hero!The adoptive father of a demigod hero is also a high-risk occupation!

And as early as he saw Yurielle, Steno and Medusa three sisters, he confirmed that this is Xingyue, so the huntress with bow and arrow in front of him, with green hair on his forehead, looks like a powerful huntress. Atalanta in Greek mythology.

The beautiful woman has a relationship with Artemis, the god of the moon, and it is super dangerous!

Chapter 4 God Comes to See You

As a killer with no emotions, ah no, as a hunter who grew up in the mountains and has a beast-like outlook on life and death, Atalanta said that it is a matter of course to get food for survival through competition, and living is more important than anything else.

But she is not a beast after all, and as a hunter, she needs to maintain her weapons, buy some necessary medicines, and she also needs to wear clothes.

"Gold coins..." Atalanta casts the gold coins in her hands and glances at Hidega, who is worshipping there, with a strange look, "I exchange a gold coin for wild boar and don't want the skin, are you really joking?"

After all, are you kidding me to exchange a gold coin for a wild boar that is not very big?

"You can't find it anyway," Siddija clapped her hands, "Gods, I'm sorry that this is all I can find, please just let me know."

"It's really rare, how could someone offer sacrifices to God so seriously, don't you all like to torture your enemies as a tribute to God?" Atalanta raised her brows.

Because there are horses around.

Siddija touched the head of the white horse that was beside him.

"Abusive? It's really a boring thing," Sidika turned to look at Atalanta, "Why do you have to do extra things when you have the ability to kill with one hit."

"Makes sense," Atalanta nodded. The things she despised the most were those rude hunters, which were not only a waste of time, but also inefficient.

"Well... I am a weak chicken, and I will only be a weak chicken in the future. Even if I abuse it, only others will abuse me," Sidika yawned.

"Weak chicken?" Atalanta tilted her head, "but you really don't look strong, you probably aren't as strong as me."

The corner of Hidega's mouth twitched.

"Anyway, I don't plan to be in the limelight, and I don't do any daydreams like beating the dragon and marrying the princess," Siddija opened her hands, "Alive, and end her life peacefully, peacefully, and at ease. life."

"This kind of thing has nothing to do with me. If I'm fine, I'll leave," Atalanta bent down and picked up the boar skin and carried it on her shoulders.

"Hey, how much is this boar skin worth?" Siddija, who was watching Atalanta's back, asked.

"Even if you want to go back, I won't give it to you," Atalanta stopped. "Of course, if you can take it from me, you can."

"Tsk... Then how about a deal?" Siddija raised a finger, "I need to go to the Caucasus Mountains, but I'll probably starve to death on the way, who can only fight rabbits..."

"Do you know how far it is from the Caucasus Mountains?" Atalanta rolled her eyes.

"With it there, the distance is not a problem," Sidika touched the white horse's head, "The horse that Lord Poseidon lent me will take me there."

The white horse raised his head proudly.

"Your luck is really good, but let's talk about it first, I can't accompany you to the Caucasus Mountains." In order to prevent Sidika from saying anything stupid, Atalanta cut off her Hu very simply.

"Uh……"

Indeed, for a moment, he really wanted Atalanta to help him hunt game all the way, but considering the laws of survival, that's fine.

"Don't worry, I just want you to buy something for me," Siddija shrugged. "Ropes, sickles, etc. If you can, you'd better get me some bows and crossbows."

Atalanta frowned. What Hidega said was not a rare thing. Even she had some bows and crossbows, but...

"If you bring it here, these are all yours," Sidika tossed the purse in her hand.

"Okay, but there's more money," Atalanta nodded.

"Money is such a thing..." Sidika threw the money bag to Atalanta without any hesitation, "It's just some impersonal scrap iron to enjoy without life."

"Aren't you afraid that I'll run away?" Atalanta caught the purse and weighed it, and smiled with interest, "Even if I default on the debt, you can't beat me."

"Then I have to bite the bullet and go to the Caucasus Mountains," Sidika leaned on the white horse and showed a bachelor's smile.

A naive, but nice guy.

Atalanta threw the money bag back and jumped up the tree like a swift leopard.

"Wait for me here."

After dropping such a sentence, Atalanta disappeared from Sidika's field of vision.

"Is the average physical fitness of this era so high?" Sidika gestured at the height of the tree, then jumped in place and widened her eyes.

Just now Atalanta jumped up the big tree as easily as he jumped up a ladder, and even if he jumped with his life, he didn't necessarily touch the lowest branch of the tree.

The white horse pressed the head of Siddija like a consolation.

"Anyway, I won't deal with a group of monsters in the future." Siddiga sat down on the ground, picked up a piece of grass and put it in his mouth, "Even after 15 years, I'm still a strange person. Don’t mention, heroes in war or something, ahhh, what a headache! God! Please don’t let me meet other heroes, especially those demigod heroes.”

Siddija gripped her snow-white hair a little irritably.

"What are you doing?"

Without any warning, a hand covered his head and gently helped him straighten his unkempt hair.

"My hair is messed up~"

"Well……"