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

"Dong dong dong, are you awake?" Hidega reached out and knocked on Joan's forehead.

"Of course you're awake!" Jeanne had a black line on her face.

"Then let's go," Siddija clapped his hands, "As for the lion robbery, well~ there won't be a fight during the day anyway, so let him stroll around by himself."

After speaking, Hidega made a gesture towards Shizi Zie who was smoking. Shijie nodded when he saw it, put out the cigarette, put his hands in his pockets and walked towards Mordred's position.

"Let's talk about it first, the combination of Black's assassin is a bit strange," Atalanta said with a strange expression on the way to Black's assassin.

"An ordinary woman and a child, right," Siddija snapped her nails, "I've seen it before, I didn't expect the two of them to make things so big."

"Ordinary people?" Jeanne frowned, "No, isn't it only magicians who can participate in the Holy Grail War?"

"Theoretically, anyone who signs a contract with a heroic spirit can participate in the Holy Grail War, which can also explain why assassin keeps attacking magicians," Siddija spread his hands.

"Supplementing magic power," Joan of Arc said with an ugly expression, "This is not something a hero would do at all."

"Well~ I allow my heroic spirit to attack others, and I have a problem with coming to the master," Sidika squeezed her fists and looked at a green-haired young woman who was dragged into a small alley by a few gangsters, "I found it~"

In the small alley, gangsters with cannon fodder written all over their faces threw the green-haired young woman against the wall.

"I've been staring at you for a long time." The standard yellow-haired gangster licked his mouth and glanced at the green-haired young woman's bumpy body with greedy eyes, "You are... a prostitute, right!"

"I……"

"Cough, cough, look here, right here," Siddija coughed loudly.

"Which green onion are you?" The yellow-haired bastard took out a knife from his pocket, "If you don't want to get a few cuts on your body, just disappear for me."

"Well~ in order not to let the talkative village girl think about it, I specifically didn't let her in," Sidika twisted her neck and made a crisp sound.

"Don't worry, I'm saving your life."

"But the good medicine is bitter, bear with it a little."

Chapter 21 You are not wrong, just because I stood in front of you

"Call your heroic spirit out, I know she's here."

No, Jack can't beat him...

Liu Dao Lingxia took a step back, the man in front of her was a heroic spirit, and even a magician was not a magician. She had no room to resist, but there was a dead end behind her, and she couldn't even escape, just like the man in front of her said, except for There was no other way but to call Jack out.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person," Sidika found out about Liu Dao Lingxia's movements, but in order not to irritate her, Sidika stood there without any movement.

The sixth director Lingxia glanced at the little gangster with a bruised nose and a swollen face at the feet of Sidika.

"It's better than being torn apart," Siddija tilted her head, "Don't you tell your heroic spirit to come out?"

"You... what are you talking about? Thank you very much for your help, I'm going home," Liu Dao Lingxia put her hands in her pockets and lowered her head as she hurriedly swept past Xidiga.

Sidika raised her left hand and pressed it on the shoulder of Liu Dao Lingxia, "You speak very cautiously, there is no flaw at all, but I am sorry..."

"Let go mom!"

Before Hidega could finish speaking, a petite figure jumped up from the shadows, and the sharp dagger slashed towards Hidega's left hand.

"Did you come out?" Siddija raised the corners of her mouth.

In the darkness, a pair of eyes slowly opened, and chains like lightning shot out from the shadow under Siddija's feet, wrapped around the attacker's body and threw her against the wall.

"Jack!" Sixth director Lingxia wailed, and she took out a fruit knife from her pocket and stabbed Siddija in the lower abdomen with no mercy.

"Crack--"

The sixth director Lingxia stared blankly at the fruit knife that was only half left in her hand.

"Ugh... Mom, it hurts so much..." Jack asked Liu Dao Lingxia for help while pulling on the chain that was slowly tightening around his neck, just like an injured child begging for help from his own mother.

Hearing Jack's whining, the sixth director, Lingxia, dropped the broken fruit knife without any hesitation and knelt in front of Sidika.

"Please... let go of my child!"

"Hey~ you attacked me unilaterally," Sidika scratched her hair with a headache, "Medusa, let her go."

"It's more convenient to get rid of her directly," Medusa walked out of Siddija's shadow, and the huge sickle pressed against Jack's neck.

"Well~ the initial purpose was just to have a good talk," Siddija touched Medusa's head.

"I see," Medusa nodded and walked back to the shadow of Siddija, and the chains tied to Jack's body also retracted into the shadow.

"Jack!" The sixth director Lingxia immediately hugged Jack who fell to the ground and cried. If she hadn't stabbed him without hesitation before, Siddija would have really regarded her as an ordinary mother who cared for her children.

"I am the arbiter of this Holy Grail War, Ruler Sidgar," Sidgar squatted in front of the sixth director Reika and Jack, "because the troubles between you have been a little big recently, so let's have a good chat."

The sixth director Lingxia hugged Jack and nodded.

"This is Black's assassin?" Jeanne tilted her head and looked at Jack, who was holding the arm of the sixth director Lingxia, with some doubts.

"Jack the Ripper," Siddija touched the cut on her clothes that was cut by a fruit knife, "the real body is a collection of grievances from tens of thousands of abandoned babies in London."

Atalanta frowned.

"Master of Black Assassin, do you have any explanation for the magician who attacked this city?" Jeanne straightened her waist.

"Jack needs magic," Six Director Lingxia hugged Jack tightly.

Before she became like this, she was a real eldest lady, and her past knowledge made her very clear that the ruler in front of her was not something she could compete with, the French Joan of Arc, and the pure white hero Sidika in Greece.