Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

Bell asked for a while, and seeing that Rope was unwilling to answer, he lowered his head in frustration and stopped speaking.

——At the same time, the naive, considerate character of the young man is also evident.

Rope was sitting on the soft chair specially provided by the coachman, holding a novel in his hand, leaning on his right hand to support his cheek.

"Mr. Clooney."

"Yes!"

Bell immediately straightened his back when he heard God call his name.

He shook his head reluctantly.

"You can just call me Bell. Mr. Clonney or something, I can't bear to be called that..."

"Well then, Bell."

Rope fit the book in his hand, looked at Bell and asked.

"This carriage is heading for Orari, is your goal there too?"

"That's right!"

When it comes to Orari, Bell's face is red.

"The center of the world, the underground city of Oralee! I'm going there to become an adventurer, and then look for the encounter that Grandpa said!"

"Seeking an encounter in a dungeon?"

"Yes, this is my wish!"

"only these?"

When asked by Rope, Bell noticed the blue eyes that seemed to be able to see through the heart, and he felt embarrassed.

He shyly said in a low voice.

"And...and, I want to be a "hero"..."

The boy longed for a hero.

The books that accompanied him throughout his childhood, and the gorgeous stories in Hero Tan, became Bell's biggest dream outside of "Looking forward to the dungeon encounter".

He wants to be an adventurer.

Then defeat the star-studded monsters in the dungeon and become the best hero in the eyes of the people and adventurers.

This simple wish has never changed.

Bell closed his eyes, ready to endure the ridicule from Lord God.After all, he himself knows that he is no longer a child and still longs for "heroes", which is really shameful.

but no.

Bell opened his eyes and found that the black-haired youth was looking at him seriously.

"Hero, a good wish."

The god named Rope said that, affirming Bell's naive longing.

"You, do you really think so?" Bell was excited.

"Lord God, can I really be a hero?"

"I wouldn't deny the possibility of being a hero. "

Rope said flatly.

"Everyone is qualified to be a hero, big or small, as long as they can walk on their own path with a clear conscience, even a gangster can become a "gangster star" and a villain can become a "savior of the villain".But the way to become a hero is full of various changes. Bell, have you ever thought about what kind of hero you want to become? "

Rope's question made Bell sluggish in place.

He began to think about what kind of hero he wanted to be.

"Guo, as expected, it's better to fight off the strongest monsters and gain the favor of beautiful girls, right?"

Bell hesitated to talk about the simplest kind of hero.

Rope shook his head and smiled.

"You haven't figured out that heroes are not as simple as you think. In my opinion, the so-called hero is a cursed title. They will suffer from human form and rationality in various choices, and even so, make up their minds. After taking a step, you will end up dead in a foreign country, and even the bones can't be found."

"This, that's it..."

Bell was silent, brooding thoughtfully.

Rope's fingers on the back of the book stopped.

A smile began to brew on his face.

If anyone who is familiar with Rope is here, they must be able to see the feeling full of bad taste.

"Bell Cronney, putting that aside, are you determined to be a 'hero'? "

"Hmm! Absolutely!"

The white rabbit-like boy nodded firmly.

"Lord God, I want to be a hero! I definitely want to be a hero! Even if I die on the way to the dungeon, I won't regret my choice at the moment of my death!"