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

[Hey, you are from different gods. It turns out that the outside world is not limited to our Sumerian gods. If possible, I would like to discuss with other Hades masters how to make a room for the soul, ahem, a cage. 】

[Hey, so you're still alive!It's amazing, you have lived for so long, are you immortal? 】

【Aren't you afraid of entering the underworld as a living person?Although he is still alive, he has entered the world of death. 】

The hostess of the underworld asked a lot of things like a curious baby, and the number was definitely more than seven. Sidika was also very patient and answered all questions. This feeling of being entangled by a god has been gone for a long time.

"How should I put it, it's a bit familiar, I've come more than once." Sidica came to the last door, although he slowed down, but the pleasant chat time also came to an end.

[Last question. 】There is a hint of depression in the harsh voice, like a girl who is reluctant to part with a pleasant tea party.

"I want to bring back King Gilgamesh from here. I don't think his fate will come to an end now." Hidicah stood in front of the stone gate and said loudly.

[Then answer the last question, if you answer incorrectly, you will be left in the underworld forever. 】

The pleasant atmosphere like a tea party disappeared, and there was only a relationship between the hostess of Hades and Sidica who proposed the trial and the trial person.

[Answer me, if fate gives you misfortune, do you want to resist? 】

The solemn tone was not so much asking Sidica as asking himself, but the small expectations in those words were like someone who could not be changed asking someone who still had a chance to change whether the choice he had made was correct.

"I have made some people happy to some extent. If the misfortune I have to face is because I made those people happy, I don't think it's a loss." Sidica folded her arms and smiled brightly, "If misfortune is a If it is a trial, then I will accept it with magnanimity, don’t look at me like this, in fact, I am very good at dealing with terrifying trials.”

【Are you stupid?To accept misfortune willingly because others can get happiness, really...but...probably only such an idiot would come to the underworld. 】

The harsh voice disappeared, leaving only the muffled girl's voice.

A cage made day in and day out for those who lived unfairly in life to at least have a fair place to live after death.

The mistress of the underworld, the goddess who desires nothing, does not desire anyone to agree with her actions, and she does not need anyone to feel pity for her because of this.

Even if it was a forced choice, she has persevered until now. If it wasn't for her, maybe another guy would stay here. Is that person doing these boring things?Probably not, so she is proud of it.

Even so, she would occasionally want to see the candlelight that kept her going, and looked forward to seeing someone like her.No need to snuggle with each other, no need to move forward together, just look at each other and smile when passing by.

You are still holding on.

Um, aren't you too?

This kind of simple eye contact is enough, but she is alone until the end, sighing that maybe such a idiot is the only one while continuing to insist.

Because, maybe there will be such an idiot in the future, at that time she can use her senior identity to preach.

She was lucky because she met such a foolish junior, but she was also unlucky because her junior was much stronger than her.

She didn't want to end up with a reliable junior slapping a crying senior on the head.

[If you live for a long time, good things will always happen. Let’s assume that you answered the last question correctly, then step into the depths of the underworld and come to me, and here is what you want. 】

The last stone gate opened, and the end of the winding path was Hidicah's destination.

Sidika lifted his feet and stepped into the depths of the underworld, where only two simple marble pillars told him that this was the [Temple].

It must be hard work alone.

Hades still had a splendid palace and a family to accompany, but the mistress of the underworld didn't even have a place to rest.

Probably, serious and diligent, she doesn't want to waste time letting any soul wander alone when she is resting.

That's why she can't face the mistress of the underworld with any kind of pity and pity. She is not a poor girl who needs to be rescued, but a goddess who insists on her duty and is extremely noble by herself.

Sidica took a deep breath. He had already seen Gilgamesh, in the unfinished cage not far away. Although he was in a coma for some reason, the golden cuboid-like cage structure was clearly the underworld. The latest product of the hostess after learning.

Idiots can't rely on each other, because one day they will collide for their own persistence.

It is the duty and pride of the mistress of the underworld to give the living peace after death, and Hidicah, who wants to bring Gilgamesh back to earth, is undoubtedly the enemy.

"Gilgamesh who summoned me to this era, now is not the time for you to sleep peacefully."

Like the red jade that gathers blood in the torrent of magic power, the huge bones grow with the red jade as the center, and the ultra-low temperature brought by adiabatic cooling covers the hot red bones with frost white, like a huge skeleton like the king of the dead. Leaning over to look at Hidicah.

"Fear, pray, fall into despair, human beings, I am the manager of death, the mistress of the underworld, the one who embraces the spiritual peak, Ereshkigal."

"Do gods like to make troubling requests?" Sidica raised her hand and shook it towards the void. Pandora, the magic box reforging that sealed hope, born out of despair, appeared in her hand, and the moment the black crystal in her left hand lit up Reforged Pandora into a slender scythe.

"The only thing I'm not good at is despair."

【You are not good at it?That's right, the guy who dares to come to the underworld really won't despair when he sees me, so I'll delete this line. 】

Chapter 6 This is [belongs to] your flower

Sidica is very troubled now, and he doesn't know if he should attack with the reforged Pandora in the form of Hades.The current hostess of the Underworld is muttering and recording something with a bone. The giant undead muttering with the bone is a bit like a curse, but Hidicah is very good, she is just wording.

"Just quietly move Gilgamesh away." Sidica resolutely put away the reforged Pandora, tiptoed close to Gilgamesh, and then stretched out her hand to open the cage.

"Squeak-"

"Huh?" The hostess of the Underworld was stunned for a moment. The huge skeleton head tilted and she reacted suddenly. She saw Sidica who was carrying Gilgamesh and was about to slip away.

"Wait! Just now I'm going to the most handsome place!"

"I am an authentic pacifist. I never take the initiative to attack except for self-defense. I will avoid frontal battles if I can, so I will not use the method of defeating you to accomplish my purpose." Mish quickly withdrew from the reach of the arm of the Mistress of Hades.

"The great mistress of the underworld, can't you be accommodating?"

"Great? Hahahahahaha! No, even if you say that, I won't shake my principles casually." The hostess of the Hades coughed hard, her hands drawing some uncontrollable strokes.

"But, um, if you ask me, I can't change the principle a little. At this time, ahem, ahem, should mortals do something when they ask God, such as... offerings or something. "