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

Chapter 53 Harvest!

Why daughter control?

It's the kind that makes my daughter feel uncomfortable if I don't take a sip of it for a minute. Once my daughter leaves her vision, she will feel that the world has lost its color.

Hidega looked at Demeter, who was holding his thigh indifferently, with a headache on his face, "Lord Demeter, pay attention to the image! Image!"

Since hearing his sentence that a married daughter is like water poured out, Demeter has demonstrated a set of her magical powers, making the surrounding land quickly dry and dilapidated, and then clawed at it. His thighs don't let go.

"I know, you need blessings, as long as you help me!" Demeter looked at Hidega pitifully, "I will give you whatever blessings you want! By the way! Do you want the ability to turn stone into gold!"

"Ah~ I neither want nor have the ability to bring your daughter out of the underworld," Siddija scratched her ears. "If your daughter voluntarily stays in the underworld, it's even less possible for me to bring her out."

"It's impossible for my daughter to stay in the underworld! There are no flowers there! And it's gloomy!" Demeter said very firmly.

"It's better than this, I will help you to ask your daughter's thoughts," Sidika raised a finger, "This is the only thing I can do, and you are a god."

Demeter was stunned, her sanity came back after a bit of nonsense, and she was still holding Hidega's thigh.

"Then I won't make it difficult for you."

Should it be said that he is indeed a god?Demeter quickly returned to her rumored noble and dignified appearance, although she still hugged Hidega's thigh and had no intention of letting go.

"Then this..." Siddija pointed to the slender arm that seemed to be holding his thigh, but he couldn't break free.

"Cough... Now I give you the blessing that the earth will have a good harvest." As if to hide his embarrassment, Demeter quickly stood up and raised his finger to point on the left wrist of Sidika, the brown crystals quickly lights up.

Sidika raised her brows, looking at Demeter's expression, no matter what she thought, she was begging him to forget the gaffe just now, but just accept it as soon as it works. If it was another god, he would have been silenced, Demeter. After all, Tel was reasonable.

"What do you want to say to your daughter?" Siddija rubbed her left wrist.

After all, there is nothing to say about staying for a year and nine months, but a sentence or two is good.

"Remember to eat, remember not to touch that dog, dirty! Don't feel lonely in the underworld alone, even if it doesn't cost you to be happy, if Hades bullies you, tell me..." Ga's anticipation Demeter kept talking as if he had opened a chatterbox.

"Wait a minute!" Hidega stretched out her hand to block Demeter in front of Demeter. Although it was impolite to interrupt God's words, he had a kind of refraining from stopping Demeter, and Demeter was likely to say something The feeling of the sky, "I believe that you usually tell your daughter about these things."

"Of course I say it every day!" Demeter patted his chest proudly.

"Please say something that I haven't said before," Siddija rubbed her forehead.

He probably understood a little bit why Persephone left early, and was mourned by people every day, even if the other party was the one who loved him the most, he wouldn't be able to bear it.

"Never said that?" Demeter tilted her head.

"It's what I've always wanted to say but can't say," Siddija pointed to the location of her heart.

"Is that so..." Demeter sighed after being stunned for a while and whispered to Sidika's ear, "Please tell Persephone, I..."

Hidega laughed lightly, Demeter's words were as he expected, not endless long-winded, but from the heart [love], although it may be a bit bad to say in front of Hades, but since the gods are I have spoken...

"I will convey it," Sidika raised the corner of her mouth, "even if the destination is the underworld that only the dead can step into!"

"Thank you."

"So how do you want to go to the underworld," Medusa, who had been silent after saying goodbye to Demeter, said suddenly.

"There must be a way," Siddija snapped his fingers. "There is no impossibility in this world, including the living going to the land of the dead."

"So what are you going to do?" Medusa yawned, "With your current body, it would be very difficult to die in the past."

"Go ask someone~" Sidika spread her hands, and then looked at the farmland not far away, "But before that, let's help the goddess clean up the mess."

It seems that because of Demeter's previous distress, the village's crops were almost completely destroyed, so it is very likely that they will not survive this winter, so they came back and begged Hidega, considering that there was Demeter's stimulation in the middle. The ingredients are there, so let's be responsible, and by the way, we can also test the new blessing called "Harvest".

The brown light slowly climbed up Siddija's arm along the white edge of the wristband. There was no feeling of any strength and speed increase, but there was a very mysterious feeling. It seemed that he could see more things. More life appeared in his vision.

"Grow up," Siddija raised her left hand and snapped her fingers.

"boom-----"

Almost at the next moment, the huge explosion completely engulfed the farmland, and the dust that covered the sky made Siddija's expression gradually solidify.

The sudden explosion made him a little unable to react, but the only thing that was certain was that this was not the kind of explosion that would kill people, probably...

"Hey, what is that!" Medusa pointed at Rashidiga's sleeves and pointed at the gradually dispersed dust.

"This is..." Siddija narrowed her eyes, and after seeing what was in the dust, Siddija widened her eyes, "The crops!!!"

Yes, it was the crops that had withered before, but it didn't look like they were withered now. At least he saw a cabbage that was bigger than others.

The reason for such an explosion is presumably because the crops are growing from the soil at an explosive speed at the same time.

"Are these really edible?" Siddija hesitated, it looked like a mutated product.

However, the victims obviously didn't think so. The villagers who were frightened by the explosion all looked like they were about to ascend to the sky happily. Siddija even saw a villager covered in dirt hugging cabbage for a while.

"Probably eatable." Siddija smiled and turned and walked into the jungle.

"God..." The village chief, who hurriedly ran out of the village, looked at the over-harvested farmland with trembling hands, "That hero really did it! Where is he?!"

"He should have left," a girl whispered with her fingers interlocked and her head lowered. "What a great hero, the rumors are true, a hero as pure as snow."

"Yeah!" The village chief interlaced his fingers like a girl, "May his journey be smooth."

The surrounding villagers bowed their heads and prayed like the village chief.

The girl raised the corner of her mouth, her silver hair slowly fluttering in the air.