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

"Teacher, are you planning to solve the assassin together?" Siddija raised her eyebrows, "She should be your companion."

"From my personal point of view, I don't want to be with her," Chiron sighed, "No matter how pitiful she looks, it can't hide the resentment on her body. She not only killed those magicians to replenish her magic power, if only There is no need to destroy the corpse like that by replenishing the magic power, and my master thinks so too.”

He still remembered the expressions of those people, I am afraid he suffered a lot of pain before he died.

"Teacher, I'll go first. If I squat down again, some village girl will lose her temper," Siddija stretched her waist. "And...Teacher, your gift, thank you very much."

After saying that, Hidega jumped into the fog.

"Sure enough, you're not dead yet? It's really good," Chiron smiled, smiling happily. The knot that he had been concerned about was finally untied, and the decision at that time was right.

Then this Holy Grail War cannot be lost. Chiron has a feeling of blood boiling after a long absence.

"saber!!!"

Shishi Zie, who sensed that the barrier had been invaded, roared.

Mordred, who was having a good time with Jack, immediately forced Jack back with a sword. She looked around. Her master was an experienced person. Every move he made was meaningful. At the same time, Mordred's intuition made her feel A feeling of hairy back.

She was targeted, but where could she be targeted in the middle of the fog?

Mordred suddenly looked up at the highest place in the city, the Clock Tower, and a tall figure under the moonlight was aiming at her with a bow.

In an instant a storm hit.

"Hmph, Black's archer?"

An arrow shot out of the darkness and hit Chiron's arrow at Mordred with precision. Jack did not dodge in time and was directly blown away by Chiron's arrow, but she still hid in the big area very quickly. in the fog.

The fog began to clear, and Black's assassin retreated, but the night's battle had only just begun.

"Hey, don't mind your own business, archer!" Mordred waved his sword in dissatisfaction, "That guy is mine."

"Your opponent is here," Atalanta's voice landed on the roof of the house next to Mordred.

"Huh?" Mordred looked at the end of the street, and at some point, a girl in a dress like a wedding dress and holding a hammer appeared there.

"I will deal with the archer of the black side," Atalanta took out an arrow from the quiver around her waist and put it on the bow, aiming at Chiron on the clock tower.

"Tsk, don't order me!" Mordred roared in dissatisfaction, and then rushed to Frankenstein not far away.

"Ah~ I didn't expect to be targeted by you," Chiron put the arrow on the bow with some headache.

Atalanta, the most famous huntress in Greece, has a very complicated relationship with his student Sidika. It is a partner, a husband and wife, and the relationship between the hunter and the prey. Atalanta even had a relationship with Sidika. The experience of chasing the underworld is powerful in every sense.

"So my opponents are the two of you?" Shishi Jie looked at the pair of siblings in front of him with a headache, because the others were all one-on-one, so he wanted to fight two.

"If you leave now, we won't pursue," Fiore's scary-looking magic dress slowly unfolded behind her, and her spider-like limbs flexibly supported her body.

"Do you think...I might leave obediently?" Shizi Jie looked around and started looking for cover.

"Of course not, but it's hard for me to make up my mind otherwise," Fiore replied with a smile.

"Okay~" Lion Jie put down the shotgun in his hand.

"Huh? Do you mean to go back?" Fiore was a little stunned, didn't she say she wouldn't leave obediently?

"Sister be careful!"

Cowles, who had been vigilant, shouted and threw Fiore down. At the same time, a huge crack appeared in the wall behind them, and the splashed gravel hit the back of Cowles' head, and Cowles rolled his eyes. fainted.

"No, this can be avoided, Miss Medusa, you won't let the water out," Shishi Jie touched his chin.

Putting down the weapon does not mean surrender, but it is no longer necessary for him to take action.

"Well," Medusa, who was dragging a scythe that did not match her size, walked out from behind the Lion Jie.

"This destructive force," Fiore hugged Coles with both hands, and the robotic arm behind them supported them from the ground.

The crack on the wall made Fiore's expression stiff, "Could it be a heroic spirit?"

"It seems that your information is not particularly accurate. You don't even know what kind of monster is mixed in with the master of the red side." Lion Jie leisurely took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

"—Iron Arm of War, firing order!"

The robotic arm behind Fiore fully unfolded and made a sound of bullets being loaded, but before it could start attacking, a cold light slid across its body.

"Chong————"

The oppressive robotic arm slammed heavily on the ground, Fiore's eyes shrank fiercely, and Medusa, who was beside the Lion Tribulation, came to her at some point, and her delicate little face stared at her blankly. .

"————The tin arm of the guardian, meet the command!"

Fiore gritted her teeth and continued to drive the magic dress, and the other mechanical arm stretched out and grabbed Medusa's neck.

You can't swing this sickle at this distance!

Medusa glanced at the aggressive robotic arm lightly, and slowly raised her hand to grab it towards the robotic arm.

Accompanied by the sour metal twisting sound, the menacing mechanical arm began to twist in Medusa's white and tender hand.

"Wow~" Shizi Jie clapped his hands, "When I think that after defeating Black, I will face you, I have an urge to go home."

Use a command spell...

Fiore subconsciously looked at the back of her hand. Now she can only survive if Chiron, who is fighting the red archer, is called over, but judging from the speed that Medusa showed just now, she really has a chance. Use a Command Spell?

"Win or lose, let's go," Medusa stood on tiptoe and patted Fiore's forehead with a taut face.