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

"Yeah, I gave it to him," Chiron smiled.

Atalanta opened her mouth, then bent down, "Thank you."

"What are you talking about? I'm his teacher, shouldn't the teacher protect the students?" Chiron shook his head, "Can we stop here today?"

"Well," Atalanta nodded. Although she has the confidence that her bow skills will never be inferior to Chiron, she has no confidence in other than that. In terms of fighting, she has never defeated Sidika, and Sidika also once said that she has never won Chiron, so she is unlikely to win Chiron, especially since the opponent is still a centaur, she must be slightly inferior in mobility.

Chiron obviously gave her a step, so she had no reason not to go down.

Chiron nodded and sneaked into other streets with Frankenstein in his arms.

After Chiron's breath completely disappeared, Atalanta looked at Mordred, who was slumped on the bench, and tapped on her helmet.

"Not dead?"

"Crack-"

The helmet on Mordred's head began to disintegrate into the armor, and Mordred, whose hair was messy, took a deep breath as if he was almost drowned, and then coughed.

"Cough cough! Damn it! What kind of monster is this!"

If she hadn't called out the helmet in time, Chiron would have crushed her head just now.

Mordred's mood was a little complicated, and he didn't expect to be saved by this damn helmet.

accurate!

Mordred stroked his hair with both hands.

"He's Sidika's teacher," Atalante said in a complicated tone, sitting next to Mordred, "Sidika learned everything from him, how strong Sidika's fighting skills are, He will only get stronger."

"Ah~ I met a woman who opened the same way in the first battle, and I met a man who opened the same way in the second battle," Mordred leaned on the bench and stared at the bright moon in the sky, "The Holy Grail War really People are excited."

Jack and Frankenstein are simply ignored by her...

Chapter 25 Bows and arrows are only for eating

"Eh! Is it over already!"

Joan of Arc, who had been drowning in the fog for a long time, looked suspiciously at Hidega who greeted her.

The Lord's guidance could allow her to quickly find the place where the heroic spirits fought, but here comes the problem, these few battles happened too fast, Mordred's front foot and Jack's back foot were finished, and Frankenstein was cleaned up and then Chiron was killed. Overwhelmed, Atalanta stopped after confirming that the opponent was Chiron, not to mention the battle between the two masters, Medusa completely crushed Fiore, and the Lion Jie did not intend to kill him for the end. .

This also led to Joan of Arc arriving to see Mordred, with tousled hair, looking for the snack bag and several broken walls that he had left behind.

"Isn't the battle between heroic spirits the sooner the better?" Siddija pointed to the broken wall, "At least the damage can be minimized."

"That's not good!" Mordred, who found the snack bag, trotted all the way to Siddija and said angrily, "What's wrong with your teacher! Why is an archer so proficient in melee combat!"

"Well~ hunting is only for eating, and melee combat is for self-defense," Siddija spread her hands.

Even Chiron, the most docile centaur, occasionally does brutal things, such as the self-defense technique he keeps saying, because Siddigar has an immortal body, so he was pinched in various ways during actual combat teaching. Then he pressed it on the ground. At that time, he naively thought it was a self-defense technique. As for why he kept attacking the deadly position of the opponent, Chiron also explained it by making the opponent lose his combat effectiveness. Until one time when he was catching a bear, Sidika instinctively After finishing the set of self-defense techniques taught by Chiron, Xiong was dead in half...

"Next time, we must deal with him," Mordred reluctantly took out a snack and took a bite.

"But it's great to just break a few walls," Jeanne sighed with relief, she couldn't forget how Achilles and Siegfried looked when they fought, and they almost razed the place to the ground Well, if such a battle happened in this city, it would really be over.

"But Assassin should understand what we mean," Siddija glanced at the broken wall, and the [Heavy Forged Pandora] behind him moved, "The fog just covered the street and didn't hurt ordinary people."

"Then they will go to Tulyphas, and then..." Jeanne lowered her eyes, "attack the androids there."

"Are you sympathizing with them?" Siddija raised an eyebrow.

"After all, they are also beings living in this world," Jeanne clenched her fists, "born for the sake of death..."

"Is it so unfair?" Siddija raised her hand and flicked her fingers on Joan's forehead, "Although it sounds a bit ugly, every drop of their blood and every cell is made by Black Fang, a The knobs can make a bunch, they don't even know who they are, they're just moving pieces of meat, not even human, now you pity them just because they have human appearance, if it is replaced by beasts Do you still have sympathy for the appearance? You don't have to deny it immediately, the answer you said at this time is just a conclusion that your head is hot, go back and think about it. "

"No matter how many times I think about it, there is only one answer for me," Joan looked at Siddigar with dissatisfaction covering her red forehead.

that's it……

Atalanta is very disdainful of Joan of Arc's concept. The law of the weak is the truth of her life. It is better to die if she can't live without the help of others.

Mordred was sitting on the bench, dangling her legs and chewing snacks. She had no interest in the conflict between Jeanne's and Siddigar's ideas. She was now full of thoughts on how to find the next Heroic Spirit to fight. The fight with Chiron was too frustrating, and the fight with Frankenstein was also very boring, just kicked her in...

Mordred's eyes widened.

Where is the broken wall?

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"Here... hiss!"

The pain in the back of his head made Coles instinctively want to sit up, but the moment he got up, a cold hand pressed against his face and pressed him back.

"Berserker?" Colles narrowed his eyes and lost his glasses, but he still vaguely guessed her identity from the confused face and hairstyle, and now he is resting on this science On the weirdo's lap.

Colles blushed. Even through the skirt, he could still feel the soft touch that was no different from a human being. He subconsciously wanted to get up, but Frankenstein pressed him down again.

"woo woo woo woo!"

Ah~ looks angry...

Coles smiled helplessly, "I won't get up again."

"Woooooo," Frankenstein nodded in satisfaction.

"Where's my sister?" Coles looked around with as little movement as possible. Although he lost his glasses, he could barely confirm from the vague shape that this should be his room.