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

"Then I'll set off," Siddija stood up and carried the incomparably conspicuous black box on his back. Of course, because he used magic to condense a modern dress, he just let the passersby give him a curious look That's it.

"Speaking of...ruler, what's your real name?" Mordred, who was a little bored on the road, reached out and patted Siddigar on the shoulder.

"Hey! How can you ask someone's real name casually in the Holy Grail War?" Shizi Jie had a headache.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, I'm just a hero who has been active for a few years. It doesn't matter if my real name is revealed," Siddigar waved his hand.

"Oh~ little brother, I think you are quite pleasing to the eye, next time I will help you drive away those heroic spirits who want to solve you," Mordred put his arm on Sidika's shoulder very thickly, with an impressive expression. The appearance of the elder sister covering the younger brother.

[I was underestimated~]

You are not dead yet.

Siddija rolled her eyes.

[My wife has always been alive and well, and she dare not speak because the few I've seen recently are all monsters!The old lady can't even catch her breath! ]

The god of fire who created her, Zeus, the king of the gods, Ronos, the former god of the gods, and restraint, are all big men who make her dare not breathe, especially the Greek gods, she always has a way to let that Help the guy know that she is hiding on Sidgar and will try his best to get rid of her, oh, it should be very easy to get rid of her, just like wiping the dust off the jewelry.

Then keep holding your breath.

Hidega blocked her without any hesitation.

"Saber, please show some respect to the ruler," Shishi Jie's face was full of black lines. Even if someone has only been active for a few years, it doesn't mean they are weak. It's not that they have been active for a few years but they are strong and terrifying, just like...

Lion Jie's eyes narrowed fiercely.

If it was normal, he might not immediately think of it, but because he just studied it in the past two days, he made a subconscious comparison.

The snow-like hair and skin have been active for a few years. On the right arm is a hand armor like dragon claws, and on the left wrist is a white jade bracer that can't make people look away, and thirteen dazzling crystals on it, and... Now the more he looked at Siddija, the more he felt that he and the young man on the slate.

"Let's lie..." Lion Jie's mouth widened.

"Huh? Why does the master look like he's seen a ghost," Mordred blinked.

"Crack-"

Lion Jie quickly took out his mobile phone and took a picture of Siddija, then said seriously, "I'd better go see the priest soon."

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Chapter 7 is right!This is my hero

"Um... what are you doing rider?"

The priest looked at Achilles who kept poking at the wall with his fingers with a gentle but puzzled and somewhat painful smile.

This is not his home...

"Huh?" Achilles, whose forehead was full of blue veins, raised his head unhappily.

"Forget it, you can continue," the string in Achilles' head was about to break. In order to prevent the super invincible hero from running wild here, the priest was very rational and planned to use a hole in the wall to calm Achilles's anger. anger.

Of course, just poking at the wall with a finger obviously can't quell Achilles' anger. Achilles has never stopped poking at the wall since he was forcibly sent back with a Command Spell. Location, probably the chest or back of a larger adult.

"There are still 10 minutes until nine o'clock," the priest exhaled and stood in the center of the church, "Lancer, how is the strength of your ruler?"

"I didn't use all my strength, and he did the same," Karna put his arms around his chest to release his spiritual body, "If possible, I would like to discuss with the master the necessity for the ruler's actions."

The priest's expression sank, but he still maintained a smile, "Your master has given me the full command."

Karna looked at the priest for a while and then closed his eyes, "Both sides have tried their best, but I'm not sure of winning, even if I use the Noble Phantasm."

"Aren't you sure?" The priest glanced at Achilles poking at the wall, then shook his head.

The strongest on his side should be the exceptional Karna and Achilles. According to the meaning of the archer Atalanta, the ruler Karna is facing is Hidika, so the only one who can fight him is the only one here. Karna and Achilles.

However, the words of Achilles and Sidga are overwhelmingly unfavorable. They are also undead bodies that have been soaked in the Styx. Sedika has no weaknesses, and according to his legend, no one has broken his defense. I am afraid According to legend, the inherent skills sublimated into Sidgar will have a more terrifying defense than the hero's immortal flower, and Sidgar has the divine power of Apollo, which caused the death of Achilles.

In other words, he can only bet on whether Karna's God-killing spear can kill Hidega with one blow, but how could Karna be willing to look at it now.

Kind of hard to do...

"Squeak--"

The closed door was slowly pushed open, and Karna and Achilles disappeared directly into spiritual bodies.

"You are the overseer of the Holy Grail War, right?" Shishi Jie slowly walked towards the priest, while whispering to Mordred, who turned into a spirit body next to him, "Is there a heroic spirit here?"

"There are three," Mordred said heavily, "I have a bad feeling."

"There are four heroic spirits here, and an assassin," Siddija, who was also a spiritual body, said in a low voice.

"Welcome, my name is Kotomine Shiro."

The old-fashioned tone of the priest made Shishi Jie feel that the person in front of him was not a young man in his early twenties but an old man who had experienced vicissitudes of life.

so suspicious...

"I'm Shishi Jie, you should have investigated me," Shirou sat on the bench in the front row and looked up and down at Shiro Kotomine.

"Well, as you think," Kotomine Shiro tilted his head, "Would you not let your heroic spirit materialize?"

"You want to meet me?"

Just when Mordred was about to materialize, Hidega took the lead and sat next to the lion robbery, and the sickle that spread the breath of death was casually placed on his shoulders.

The priest's expression instantly became extremely stiff.