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

"boom-----"

Before Achilles could finish being surprised, he was thrown into the forest. After breaking a few trees, Achilles turned around and nailed his spear to the ground and forcibly stopped.

"You're really brave," Achilles rubbed his aching neck. "How can an archer do this."

"Don't underestimate anyone."

The familiar voice and tone made Achilles' expression gradually freeze.

"Achilles, you have an immortal body, so you are always overconfident and sharp-edged," Chiron peeled off the fallen tree and came to Achilles, with a gentle smile on his face. A hint of helplessness and bitterness, "It's my fault that you died because of this."

"Why..." Achilles stared blankly at the familiar figure in front of him.

"Because there is a wish," Chiron took out his bow and aimed it at Achilles.

Achilles clenched his fists.

"You are still too naive," Chiron shook his head, "You will defeat the enemy mercilessly, but once you meet someone you know, or someone you think is good, you will become open-minded. It's an advantage, no doubt, but it's an Achilles heel in the Holy Grail War, you understand? Achilles."

Achilles took a deep breath and nodded seriously.

At this moment, they seemed to go back to the past. Chiron, who was both strict and gentle, always patted his head with his hands and taught him. Nine years of time made him grow into a person no less than Hercules and Sidi. Ga's hero, but he has been concerned about one thing.

"Before this, there is one thing I've always wanted to know about the teacher," Achilles looked at Chiron seriously.

Why does his teacher always sneak out in the middle of the night in search of pain-relieving herbs?

Why is his teacher always proud but bitter when he mentions Siddija?

Why...the teacher who is obviously immortal will die...

He had been confused all the time, but then he seemed to understand a little bit, and all the questions were intertwined into one.

"Teacher...do you regret it?"

The world is singing the praises of Siddija, whether it is his father, who can never be lifted before his mother, or his mother, the goddess of the sea, who always tells him the story of Siddija, but every time he reaches the end, he His father was always sighing, and his mother had an expression similar to indignation.

Later he heard some rumors.

Zeus, the king of the gods, is in fear, afraid of having an immortal body, the immortal blessing of Hades, the king of the underworld, and the blessing of the twelve main gods, including him, will one day overthrow his rule, so let Sidika go The hell of Tartarus and the king of the gods of the previous generation fought.

It is impossible for Sidgar to come back. What he has to face is the same undead king of gods. The war between immortality and immortality has no end. Even if it really reaches the end of eternity, immortality is exhausted. There is absolutely no way to survive.

But Siddija will survive, even if he fights to the end of immortality, because...

"I've never regretted it." Chiron smiled softly.

There is such a teacher.

PS The Mid-Autumn Festival will be updated, but after the Mid-Autumn Festival, it can only be updated twice a day. Occasionally, there will be more surprises. After all, the happy fishing time is decreasing.

PS I don't know what to say about the issue of [Water]. After all, it is a fan. The familiarity of the plot is unavoidable. I can only guarantee that the real high is coming soon.

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Chapter 33 It is faster to deal with this kind of empress

"Hey!"

A huge figure fell from the sky like a meteor and smashed into the battlefield.

"Where! Where is the oppressor!"

Here comes the muscles.

The giant blade swept across the ground, and the gust of wind forcefully blew the Dragon Fang soldiers away, and Spartacus roared with a fascinated smile.

"Ugh~ Berserker in the red side is still so fierce," Astolfo, who was sitting on the eagle, scratched his hair, and then patted his face, "Then I have to be more serious!"

So Astolfo didn't even think about it and flew directly towards the sky courtyard.

"Huh?" Semiramis raised her brows. If it was usual, she might have thought about playing with this cute long pink hair, but now she is not in the mood.

[Hide your Noble Phantasm]

The corners of Semiramis' mouth rose slowly, and word by word, he read out the information composed of the remains of the keel soldiers in the picture, and finally turned his eyes to Siddija, who was standing beside the text as if he was looking at her.

"Interesting," Semiramis snapped his fingers, and twelve magic circles floated out.

"Huh?" Astolfo opened his mouth wide, and the pink eyes reflected light.

Twelve magic torrents swept towards Astolfo in the air in a rolling posture.

"is that a lie!"

Even if Astolfo took out his magic book, it was useless and blasted away.

"That... did the Empress really see the information we put here?" Janet pulled off Rashidega's clothes.

"Of course you can see it," Sidika smashed the head of a keel soldier who was leaning over, and then threw the body of the keel soldier to Jeanne, "Please come out with another one."

"Well..." Jeanne, who was holding the keel soldier, was a little embarrassed.

"I won't let Leticia teach you," Sidika helped her forehead helplessly, looking at Joan of Arc clumsily fiddling with the keel soldier's body, Sidika felt unmoved.

"I don't think that Empress will pay attention to you," Atalanta said earnestly with her arms crossed over her chest, "Maybe she didn't even look here."

"She will definitely take care of me, that guy suffered a loss with me once," Siddija took a few steps forward and rubbed her shoulders, "She was looking at us when I stepped into the battlefield. "