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

For a while, the cold Atalanta lay on Sidga's leg and lost her movement.

Karna, who was in charge of cooking, expressed his gratitude that he was worried that he could not take things from the claws of Atalanta, the rebellious wild cat, and thanked Sidika for taking the cat away in time.

Afterwards, Karna and Siegfried demonstrated a wave of spear and swordsmanship beyond the realm of human beings. The skeleton of the wild boar was removed from the meat.

Afterwards, Karna made a fire on the ground, and Siegfried brought a pile of cut branches. The two of them were extremely skilled and tacitly put the meat on the branches and inserted them by the fire. It was hard to imagine this. Two silent but tacit people are still wielding weapons to take each other's lives before the sun rises, and when the sun goes down, they will again take up arms to confront each other.

But even so, they are still enjoying this short but fulfilling time.

"Crack--"

Sieg, who was still in a weak state, accidentally fell to the ground, and the quiet Siegfried suddenly jumped up and rushed towards Sieg, who was trying to get up on his own, and Astor, who was playing with Achilles. Erfo turned and rushed towards Zig, and Gold, who was instructing the other androids, also rushed over, but he was directly tripped by the gravel under his feet and was helped by the android who had previously told him to be careful.

However, there was one person who was one step faster than everyone else. A slightly pale hand grabbed Zig's back collar and lifted him up. The other hand gently patted off the dust on Zig's body and then Put Sieg on the ground.

"Next time, pay attention to your feet," Vlad III touched Zigg's head, turned and walked towards the place where the gravel was handled.

Danick, who followed Vlad III, looked at Ziger. When everyone was a little nervous, Danick also reached out and touched Ziger's head, and then followed Vlad III.

"Did that person get hit here?" Astolfo bumped Siegfried next to him with his shoulder, and then pointed to his head.

Siegfried was hesitant, always feeling that nodding or shaking his head was inappropriate. Forget it, just ignore him. Anyway, he wouldn't care if his rationality evaporated.

"Really! Why did you fall again!" The red Gold with his nose fell angrily ran in front of Zig.

"I...I want to help you get food," Ziger said in a cramped manner, "you are always busy, the human body can't hold it, I swore to protect you like a saber, although now I am very Weak, but I still want to do something for you."

"Ah~ what a good boy," Astolfo wiped his tears, "there was nothing wrong with rescuing him in the first place."

"Take care of your own body if you want to help me," Golder softened a little. "I know my body best."

"Well~ the energy stored here is still quite enough," Astolfo poked Gold's stomach with a smirk.

"Saber gag his mouth!" Gold jumped up.

"We're comrades~Wait...why do you look at me like that! Why are there ropes! Wait! I'm not talking! Really! I'm honoring the Twelve Warriors of Charlemagne..."

However, Siegfried did not give Astolfo a chance to swear at all. As the dragon-slaying hero, Siegfried knocked Astolfo down with a set of combos, and used the special legacy of the rider's master, Selenika. Rope and tape tied Astolfo into a twist, sealed his mouth and threw it to Shakespeare who received the same treatment.

Incidentally, it was Karna who turned Shakespeare into this.

Because of Shakespeare's perseverance and aggressive harassment, many Heroic Spirits could not work with peace of mind, so they negotiated and asked Karna to deal with Shakespeare.

Because it was infighting and killing himself, Sidika and Joan of Arc selectively ignored it.

However, there is a small episode. It seems that Astolfo's master Selenekai hit his head when the giants demolished the fortress. Although he was cured with healing magic, this guy lost his memory. This perverted black The magician has lost his memory, it should be said that he has completely changed his personality. Although he is not disgusted with what he did before, he lacks interest, even if Astolfo took out the whip Selenekai that often whipped him. It also expressed why she insisted on whipping someone.

But fortunately, Selenekai said that he would still finish the Holy Grail War well.

"If only the Holy Grail War could end so peacefully," Joan of Arc, who had finished eating the meat bun, sat beside Siddigar.

"This is a war. The end of a war is never peace, only compromise." Sidika scratched Atalanta's ear, and under the threat of the latter's grinning, Sidika raised her hands as if surrendering, " The loser compromises with the winner, you should understand, Saintess of France."

"Why do you always see the dark side," Joan hugged her knees helplessly, and her long golden hair slowly fell to block her face.

"How do you know the value of light if you don't see the darkness? It is precisely because you are unwilling that you want it. That's how people exist."

"So at that time..." Joan said softly, "You didn't deny Lancer's problem."

Among the kings, when faced with Lancer Vlad III's question [do you have a wish to entrust the Holy Grail], Hidega did not deny it, but gave an ambiguous answer.

"Huh?" Siddija tilted her head.

"No, it's nothing, what do you think is the abnormality of this Holy Grail War?" Jeanne scratched her head.

"Abnormal?" Siddija blinked, "You."

"I'm serious," Jeanne said with a black line on her face.

"Who knows, as long as the mystery is not exposed, there is nothing abnormal," Sidika yawned, "Anyway, the Holy Grail War will probably end tonight."

"I think there is something wrong with that priest," Joan scratched her face. "That's what the Lord's revelation told me."

"He's just a... poor person," Siddija tilted her head, "Well~ he does have something not very good."

"Then... what is your wish?" Joan raised her head as if she had mustered her courage, her violet eyes without a trace of impurities looked at Sidika's ink-like eyes.

"As a ruler, there is no desire," Sidika patted Joan of Arc's head, "Have you been with Joan for so long and still don't understand? Leticia."

"Has it been discovered?" Leticia scratched her face a little embarrassed.

"Why do you think I have a wish?" Siddigar chuckled lightly.

"Because you have a promise that you must respond to..." Letitia raised her hand and pressed her chest softly, "There are many people waiting for your return."

Chapter 49 The Sun Has Set

The sun is slowly setting.

The happy time without grudges is coming to an end.

Karnamo took off his apron silently, folded it into a neat block, and put it aside on the stone they used as a table, and then disappeared as a spiritual body.

Achilles also restrained his smile and swayed back to the chariot, carrying his spear, and threw him onto the chariot as he passed by Shakespeare.

Mordred was sitting on the stone and dangling her legs. She was not ready to return to the sky courtyard like Karna and Achilles. After all, she was not with them for a while.

"Hey, Master, what should we do?" Mordred asked in an extremely indifferent tone.