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

"Aren't you heroes! Even a person who asks for help is unwilling to help, what kind of heroes are you!"

After making such a roar, Astolfo was restrained and taken away by his master with a Command Spell. According to her, he had to teach him a good lesson.

But looking at Astolfo's stubborn eyes is probably useless. Loss of reason will make him do some things that are against logic, but it will make him firmer in his heart than anyone else.

However this is of no use...

Now he is not the free twelve warriors of Charlemagne, but a heroic spirit bound by a contract.

Jeanne clenched her fists subconsciously.

"Then... the farce is over, and it's time to get to the point," Vlad III stood up and stretched out his hand towards Siddija, "Pure white hero, are you willing to join Yu's team, as you do? See, your teacher belongs to Black."

Chiron scratched his face in embarrassment. If possible, he didn't want to be a bargaining chip to shake Siddigar, but after all, it was Black who called him, even if Vlad III didn't mention the facts, it would not change.

Joan of Arc looked at Siddija with some worry.

"I don't have a Command Spell corresponding to you," Siddija spread her hands.

"For us, your value is far more than the Command Spell," Siddigar did not immediately refuse to let Vlad III see the possibility.

Danic was a little excited. If Sidgar joined their black side, they would gain an overwhelming advantage. Even if there was no Command Spell, Sidgar's own combat power would be enough to destroy the balance.

"No, you are the ruler and cannot interfere with any party," Jeanne frowned.

"Joan of Arc, Yu is not asking you!" Vlad III's eyes froze, and the terrifying murderous aura swept through the entire king, and the androids on the side fell to the ground one after another.

Siegfried silently stood in front of Gold to help him resist the murderous aura from Vlad III.

"Much... nosy," Gold pouted.

Joan of Arc was unafraid to look directly into Vlad III's murderous eyes.

"Don't worry, I will not help any party," Siddigar waved, "I will perform my duty as a ruler."

"Really? It's a pity," Vlad III sighed and sat back on the throne. "Don't you have any wishes that you want to entrust to the Holy Grail?"

"Who knows~" Hidega did not deny that she had a wish.

Chiron was a little stunned. He always thought that Sidika was summoned by the Holy Grail because he killed Cronos, but he didn't know why he always felt that he had missed something.

"Let's come here today. If you want to visit the fortress, please do so. Of course, if you change your mind, you only need to talk to Yu." Vlad III sighed, "Dannick meets his requirements as much as possible."

"Understood, my king," Danick nodded.

"Then can I go and chat with the teacher's master," Siddigar immediately made his request.

Sitting in the wheelchair, Fiore's heart skipped a beat, and subconsciously grasped the armrest of the wheelchair.

Are you still worried about your teacher?

Vlad III smiled, "Please."

"Hmm... we rulers can't..." Jeanne tugged at the corner of Rashidika's clothes with some hesitation.

"I'll just ask her wishes," Siddija blinked, then beckoned to Fiore, "Let's go out and talk."

"Okay," Fiore nodded.

"Sister, I'll accompany you," Cowles winked at Frankenstein, then pushed Fiore away from the king's room.

Frankenstein tilted his head and roared at Siddija.

"Ah~ I know, I won't hurt your master," Sidika waved at Vlad III and walked out of the king's room.

Joan of Arc was a little embarrassed to stand between the kings. Vlad III, who was sitting on the throne, closed his eyes as if he regarded her as air, Danick lowered his head and ordered something from the android next to him, and Gold had his eyes He frowned from time to time, not knowing what he was thinking.

no one cares about her...

Joan of Arc thought of Astolfo, the unwilling roar and heartbreaking eyes made her a little moved, after thinking for a while, Joan of Arc left the king and walked towards Astolfo's position go.

"Danek," Vlad III opened his eyes, "do you know why Yu doesn't want to pay attention to Joan of Arc?"

"I can't see through the king's thoughts," Danick shook his head.

"It's very simple, you should also see that there is no desire in those clear eyes," Vlad III stretched out his hand and took the red wine handed over by the android next to him, "but I don't believe this kind of person."

"Excuse me……"

Fiore nervously looked at Siddija, who was standing in front of her with her head tilted and said nothing.

"What's the matter with you?"

"Well~ I just want to know about your wishes," Siddija touched her chin.

"Is that so... I have only one wish, and that is to heal my legs," Fiore touched her legs and sighed softly.

"Well... this is not a disease or a curse," Siddija raised two fingers, "I have two plans."

Fiore's eyes lit up, and if Hidega had a way to help her, she wouldn't have to fight with Coles.

"Gone the leg or the magic circuit."

"Snapped----"

Chiron slammed a fist on Siddigar's head, then bowed his head apologetically to Fiore, "Master, he's joking."

"Is it funny?" Siddija grinned.