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

"Huh?" The cold touch made Fiore shudder.

"Hey!" Lion Jie's mouth widened, and one of the few cigarettes fell to the ground.

Don't you want to kill them!Otherwise, what was the purpose of your terrifying attack just now!

"Why?" Fiore's face was complicated.

"Now is not the time," Medusa dragged her scythe and walked out of the shadows.

Shishi Jie blinked and touched his shotgun subconsciously. Now, half of Fiore's magic dress has been destroyed, and her brother is also unconscious because of protecting her. He can double kill...

Seemingly noticing Shishi Jie's small movements, Fiore's expression immediately became tense.

"Forget it, why do I have to be that guy's wage earner," Shishijie scratched his head and stuffed the half-drawn shotgun back.

Picking up leaks in the gap between red and black is his rule of victory, and now he can't let black be damaged.

"See you next time, little girl~" Shishi Jie bent down and picked up the unextinguished cigarette on the ground, then waved at Fiore, "Both of you are good, but neither of you is suited to be a magician."

Fiore breathed a sigh of relief and gently touched the head of Coles who was unconscious in his arms.

"Fool."

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Chapter 24 Do mere archers dare to fight melee?

"Hey hey hey! Why are you fighting so hard, are you really Berserker!"

Mordred was laughing wildly while waving the great sword in his hand and constantly attacking Frankenstein.

Originally, she was very unhappy with a sneaky and unpleasant opponent like assassin, especially after being robbed by Atalanta, she was even more suffocated. At first glance, it was Berserker's Frankenstein, and Mordred had no intention of keeping his hands and slashed at Frankenstein.

As a result, Frankenstein, who was suppressed by Mordred in both rank and numerical value, fell into a tragic disadvantage.

"Really!" Mordred kicked Frankenstein's belly without chivalry.

Frankenstein, who had been vigilant about Mordred's great sword and lost contact with the master, was a little impatient and was kicked into the wall before he could react.

"Hey! archer! Let's exchange opponents!" Mordred did not chase after Frankenstein, but shouted at Atalanta who was constantly guerrilla on the surrounding rooftops.

Atalanta raised her brows. To be honest, the archer on the opposite side also made her a little uncomfortable. She was always on the defensive. She aimed at the opposite head, but the other side aimed at the arrow she shot.

"Tsk, that's up to you," Atalanta put down the arrow in her hand, just as she expected, once she stopped attacking, Black's archer would also stop attacking, as if she didn't want to fight her.

"OK! I'm here!"

Mordred's eyes lit up, and red thunder gushed out from her body, and the next moment she shot in the direction of the clock tower like a cannonball.

"Berserker is in crisis. With Atalanta's character, she will be killed immediately, but the red saber is also very difficult to deal with," Chiron put down the bow in his hand, sighed softly, and fell forward like a free fall. Go down, "It seems there is no way."

"The mere archers want to melee me? What gives you confidence?" Mordred, who had reached the bottom of the tower, stepped on the tower and charged straight up.

"Then let's try it a little bit~"

Chiron smiled slightly, turned his body, and at the same time began to emit light.

"boom----"

Chiron's legs stepped heavily on the surface of the tower, and the smoke lifted completely obscured his body.

"Such small moves are useless!" Mordred put his great sword across the right, ready to cut Chiron in half with one blow.

"yes?"

An unprecedented chill surged into her heart, almost instinctively, the helmet she put away quickly popped out of the armor and covered her head, while holding the sword in both hands and swinging it out.

However, it was too late. The smoke was blown away by the strong wind when she swung the sword. One hand pinched the body of her sword and the other hand pinched her head.

The next moment, Mordred felt like he was hit by a train, and the neck connected to her body had a bad feeling that it would break at any time, but her sword was pulled out as if it was stuck in a quagmire.

"Sorry, it's time for you to leave now," Atalanta raised her bow and aimed at Frankenstein, who was struggling in the rubble. "I have a wish that must be fulfilled, and it must be done by..."

"boom----"

Atalanta's eyes narrowed fiercely. This was the undisguised sound of running, but the sound of footsteps was not something a person with two feet could run out of, it was more like... a horse!

Atalanta turned back and pulled the distance from Frankenstein. In the next instant, something extremely fast stopped there, but the smoke that lifted up blocked her vision, but the chilly hair The sense of oppression is real.

"boom----"

A person was thrown out of the smoke and smashed on the chair next to Atalanta, just not destroying the ingenious control of the chair, making her feel as if she was placed on the chair, but the dust on the armor can't be seen. Not like it's okay.

"It's our first time meeting, right?"

The smoke gradually dissipated, and Chiron, holding Frankenstein, appeared in Atalanta's field of vision, but this time he was not in a human form, but a centaur.

"The hero's mentor, the centaur Chiron," Atalanta's expression was a little dignified.

According to legend, Chiron is omnipotent and proficient in all techniques. As long as he learns any technique from him, he can become a famous hero.

"Any position aside, I'd love to chat with you if I can," Chiron smiled softly.

"Before that, there's something I'd like to hear from you anyway," Atalanta drew back her bow.

"It's about Siddigar," Chiron looked up at the sky, and the rash boy who fell from the Pegasus seemed to be reflected in his brown eyes.

"Those legends... Are those legends about you true?" Atalanta clenched her fists, "You really put..."