Chapter 24: Chapter 24. Power, Wealth and Women
I Will Eventually Embark On The Path Of No Return Called A Hero - 24. Power, Wealth and Women
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In the end, how can I get out when I can't win or lose?
It would be nice if it wasn't a draw!
"It's really good," Cyd towards the Sun stretched out his left hand, the crystals of orange were extremely dazzling under the rays of light of the sun, and the pattern of one after another orange appeared on Cyd's on the left arm.
"Not good at all!" Atalanta ran to Cyd and grabbed his collar, "Are you kidding me! I don't need sympathy, or do you think I'll play shit! I'll really kill you if I win!"
Ah~ so terrifying, just like an angry lion.
Cyd looked embarrassed at Atalanta who wanted to take a bite on him.
"But isn't this already a draw?"
Retracting the foreword, a draw would be troublesome!
"Then try again!"
"If there is a draw again..."
"Then even if we both lose, I do what you want and then I'll kill you!"
Cyd covered his face, what the hell is this, I didn't finish it off so I could hit the road!
Sure enough, the heroine is super terrifying!
"Then... can I ask you not to kill me?" Cyd asked cautiously.
"No, I'm just doing what you want. I will not resist what you want to do to me, but I will still kill you," Atalanta said seriously.
Well, it really shouldn't be on this ship, last night's harmony was all a lie, it's very Greek.
"Fine fine, I'll compare with you again, but let's talk first," Cyd raised his hands, "I didn't mean to humiliate you or anything."
"I know, then the same rules as before!" Atalanta narrowed her eyes, "I won't be careless this time!"
Five minutes later...
"Then may I ask you a little request?" Cyd reached out to Atalanta, who was sitting on the ground with a doubtful face.
"Um..."
If it were normal, Atalanta wouldn't hold Cyd's hand even if she broke her leg, but as she said, she lost. Well, she wouldn't resist Cyd, so she took Cyd's hand obediently.
Am I supposed to be like this from the beginning...
"That...sister, can you help me hunt some prey back," Cyd cautiously asked.
"Well...still say no...no! This is the fate of the loser!" Atalanta took a deep breath and nodded, "I see!"
"That... animals are more edible, so..."
"I get it!!!"
"That... need me Ahhhhh! I didn't say anything!" Cyd looked at Atalanta, who has a look of wanting to cut people, Cyd let go of her hand and quickly retreated several meters.
"I'll keep my promise!"
So, the puffed up Atalanta charged into the jungle with the bow in hand.
"It doesn't feel good, but why do I have a feeling that I did nothing wrong," Cyd touched the chin walking back to The Argo.
"Where's Atalanta?" Hercules tilted his head.
"She helped us hunt, and I came back to help you," Cyd followed Hercules and stood in front of The Argo with his arms crossed.
"Atalanta is a nice girl," Hercules nods.
"Is it...?"
In the city...
"This is... life!"
Jason embraced and smiled contentedly.
What heroes, what Golden Fleece, what The Argo, all were left behind by him.
He embarked on this thankless journey for the throne in the first place. After all, why did he want the throne?
Power? Wealth?
Wrong! It's for women!
A woman with power will bring it up by herself, and a woman with wealth will climb onto his bed by herself. After all, this is how this era is!
But? There is no need for wealth or power here, as long as you are a man, you can enjoy beautiful women, and there are countless beautiful women, so why does he have to do such dangerous things like an idiot? After all, what if he did get there? Will the other party hand over the Golden Fleece obediently?
What if I got it? Suffer again? Even if I have nine deaths and still alive returned to the country alive, will that person will hand over the throne obediently?
So much uncertainty could be futile, so why not immerse yourself in this Warm Countryside?
"Fuck the Golden Fleece!"
It's not just what he thinks, the other heroes are also laughing with the beautiful woman in their arms.
"It's really ugly."
Jason didn't notice a silver-haired woman in a long Greek dress leaning against a pillar and looking at him coldly.
Jason shivered subconsciously and looked towards the direction of the pillar, but there was already no one there. Just as he was groping his head and feeling bored, the words of the woman next to him made him put his doubts aside.
The queen is still a virgin.
Okay, the throne, wealth, power, women, all are available!
"Wow~ Ata, you are really amazing," Looking at the various wild beast Cyd in front of her, he couldn't help but marvel.
Who allowed you to call me that!
The gasping Atalanta subconsciously wanted to punch Cyd in the face, but she remembered the bet, so coldly snorted turned her head away.
Not angry?
Cyd blinked, he subconsciously blurted out Ata, he thought Atalanta would fly into a rage, but blushing... This is something he didn't see coming. Actually... very happy!
Cyd's eyes shined.
"Eat and eat," Hercules muttered, smashing a hole in the ground, then skillfully starting a fire.
Atalanta skillfully peels the wild beast with a knife, Hercules hangs the meat on the grill from The Argo, and Cyd... waits for food with a bowl.
"Ata, please!"
Atalanta's eyes twitched, and she handed the freshly roasted wild boar leg to Cyd. To be honest, she really wanted to stab the wild boar into Cyd's mouth.
Surely not angry!
Cyd looked at Atalanta, whose face was a little red under the firelight, with a look of surprise.
"En? You still want me to feed you like those women?" Atalanta's eyes widened.
Clearly Cyd's gaze was misinterpreted by Atalanta as urging.
"No no no no no! Ata I didn't mean that!"
"Open your mouth!" Atalanta growled.
"Ugh..."
"That's good," Hercules took a wild boar leg from the grill with great interest, and went on patrol.
Big brother, don't go!
"Bang——"
Cyd, who was pushed to the ground, stretched out his hand towards Hercules' receding back.
"You brought me shame today, and I will definitely give it back a hundredfold in the future!" Atalanta riding on Cyd and kept stabbed with a wild boar leg bigger than Cyd's head with a humiliated face into Cyd's mouth.
"Sister hmm...I'm wrong...too rough! Can't get in hhhhh!"
"Should I be late?"
The silver-haired girl sitting on the edge of The Argo chuckled as she watched the two sparring around the campfire.