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

Looking at Astor Forsydica, who was blessed by his own master, he just watched silently without saying a word.

"Oh, isn't this a ruler? Do you want to join our game?" Rider's master Selenekai licked his bright red lips and greedily glanced at Sidgar's snow-white skin, "In pure Bai's hero is engraved with my color, just thinking about it makes people excited!"

"Oh, it looks like you're being targeted too," Astolfo smiled nonchalantly despite being covered in scars.

"We'll be leaving soon, just the two of us," Siddigar glanced coldly at the black riders and turned to leave.

"Liar! You lied!"

Astolfo's eyes narrowed fiercely and roared towards the back of Siddija.

"You are obviously a hero who brings hope to everyone!"

"That look... that's right! I've always wanted to see this look!" Selenekai touched Astolfo's face, a strange blush appeared on his face, "This look of despair!"

"Why! Your legend! You can go to Tartarus hell for people, why didn't you help that child, just because he is an artificial human!" Astolfo was heartbroken. growl.

"Because!" Selenekai laughed and pressed his face to Astolfo's chest, "The pure white hero is dead!"

PS Kekekeke, what should I say, I'm a little flattered to be asked such a question

PS This is true~ An author like me who has been on the street for four years with 400 million words has no ability to find a big boss PY, and no ability to find a navy. Before, it was like a weed on the side of the road. It is true that so many people can pay attention I'm so happy o(-`д?- ?), I have self-knowledge, my writing is not particularly good, I can be on the list only because of the relatively large number of updates and the foundation of trust established before, as a mature adult, you must be self-aware.When facing problems, first look for your own problems. Being asked for problems in this way must be because of problems in me.

PS~ For those who say that my writing is rubbish, um, I feel happy from the bottom of my heart~ In this case, they will definitely be able to write better works than me.

PS One more thing, thank you for your support and help today, and celebrate our success with these three chapters! (??????)??

Chapter No.16 is almost at the limit

In the woods, Siddigar and Joan of Arc walked one after the other.

"Hey...I want to hand over all the Command Spells to you."

Jeanne stopped.

"Why?" Hidega looked back at Joan of Arc in confusion.

"Because... I think you are more suitable for the ruler than me," Jeanne's tone was a little low, she remembered the eyes of Vlad III and the others.

They were more willing to believe in Siddija than her.

"That's what your Lord told you," Siddija frowned.

"No, the Lord didn't say that..."

"Because there is no Lord in this world at all."

"The Lord exists!" Jeanne puffed up.

"Even if your followers are confused, even if your followers are burned to death?" Sidika turned around and walked in front of Joan of Arc.

"That was the trial given by the Lord," Joan said seriously, and there was no complaint against the Lord in her clear eyes.

"The Lord is really ruthless," Sidika curled her lips, "I don't help solve my doubts, I don't help believers."

"Hmm..." Joan of Arc was at a loss for words. Before the saintess, she was just a village girl. How could the village girl know so much, but she was still unwilling to be belittled by the Lord of her beliefs, and said stubbornly, "The Lord will guide me."

"I have a compass that can point to the place in my heart," Siddigar took out Hermes' compass from her bosom.

"What on earth do you want!" Jeanne was a little exasperated.

"Well~ I just want you to relax," Sidika tossed the compass in her hand, "Now you are nothing like the village who dared to stare at the king before, holy maiden."

"I'm very serious now," Joan of Arc turned her head away aggrieved. "Let's not consider the red side, the heroic spirits of the black side are obviously more convinced of you..."

"I'm also very welcome at the red side." Siddija touched his chin.

Except that assassin Semiramis.

"Well... so I think the Command Spell should be placed on you," Jeanne was a little hurt, why is there such a big difference between being a ruler, she just prayed for a few hours!

"No, I have something more effective than Command Spells," Siddigar yawned, "and we rulers just need to ensure that the mystery will not be exposed, and the rest is not up to us, basically Command spells will not be used."

"I... I've already used two," Jeanne raised her hand weakly.

"Please get my consent before using the Command Spell next time," Siddija reached out and grabbed Joan's head, "Don't get too far away from me!"

"Good... good!"

"Then it's alright, then we'll go find Black's assassin," Siddija stretched out, "but the heroic spirit's body is really good, you don't need to sleep or eat."

"About this matter..." Jeanne raised her hand weakly again, "Because of some accidents, I used the method to manifest the world, so..."

"So?" Siddija tilted her head.

"It's reached its limit..."

"Snapped-----"

Joan of Arc fell to the ground weakly, the armor made of magic power quickly dissipated, Gao Jie's saintess disappeared, and now only a weak female high school student fell on the ground.

In the end, she didn't come in the form of a heroic spirit at all. Naturally, she has many flaws. If she doesn't eat, she will be hungry. Although she can ignore it, Leticia's body can't do it, and she will faint from hunger. Sleeping will make her very sleepy. Although it is a very special feeling for Heroic Spirits, Letishia's body will force her to go offline.

If she didn't dawdle, she should be able to sleep in the attic of the church, but unfortunately, it was delayed due to a series of things. In short, she is too sleepy now!In addition, with the presence of a reliable colleague like Hidega, she should have fallen down.

"Hello? You're not kidding, hello!" Siddija wailed while holding his head.

"That..." [Joan of Arc], who was lying on the ground, raised his head and showed a faint smile, "Mr. Sidgar, please."