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

Siddija appeared in front of Jack like a streamer, and raised the sickle with a strong death aura.

"why!"

Jack screamed, she could not be the opponent of Siddigar at all, lost the fog, lost the hostage, in front of Siddija, she was just a third-rate Servant who special attacked women.

"We just want to be loved! You can't do it! You can't save us! Are you trying to take away our hope!"

so...

You don't feel loved and you want to use the Grail to be loved, if that's what you really think so, if you really use the Grail as hope...

"I'm sorry, I'm going to take this [hope]!"

Chapter 55 to give them happiness

What is hell?

Endless despair?

Killing that never ends?

No, any place can become hell, and everyone sees hell differently.

But Hidega and the others can say in unison, this is hell!

The courtyard in the sky disappeared, and beneath them was the road, the building shrouded in cold air and fog, and the stench of meat, vomit, and viscera surrounded them.

here is hell...

She, there is no hope in their eyes, but she is struggling to survive the next second.

What were they born for?

Shouldn't children be the result of love?Shouldn't they be born blessed?

Why should this happen?

If you don't love them, why let them be born!

Here is hell.

There are no strong people in hell, there are only lowly weak people who abuse each other, and they are the weakest at the bottom.

Selling their bodies to survive, why is there a world where children sell their bodies to survive?Why go to plunder them!They are unfortunate enough!

Atalanta covered her head and knelt on the ground halfway, and the dark substance spread along her hand toward her spiritual base, but she could only see the ragged children in front of her and everything that happened.

"I will save you because that's how I was saved..."

"Sister, you are really cunning," the cold breath spread over Atalanta's neck like a snake, "Why can you be rescued, and we can only survive in this world."

"Come with us."

"Stop talking! I'll... save you," Atalanta covered her ears.

But is it really useful?

That era has long since passed, and they are the grievances who are forever bound in that hell. No one can go back and save them. The ugly proof of their era is that they will suffer forever.

"Let this end," Joan stood up slowly.

"What do you want to do?" Atalanta raised her head.

"Destroy them."

Even after seeing such a hell, even knowing that these children were just abused by the times, Joan of Arc was still unmoved, with a calm face without any pity and sympathy.

"Why!" Atalanta's eyes widened, "Aren't you a saint!"

"I can save the lost children, and I can purify the children who have nostalgia for this world through prayer, but I can't save Jack the Ripper," Joan shook his head, "They have been called by the heroic spirit Jack the Ripper. Absorbed, all I can do is knock them down."

"I won't let you do this," Atalanta stood up, "I can't make them unhappy anymore, if you want to kill them, then I can only kill you, no one has protected them in the past, At least now I'm going to protect them and save them!"

"You should understand too! These children... are evil spirits, they don't even have their own names, and no one can save them."

Isn't she heartbroken?

Do not!She felt more distressed than anyone else, and if she could save them, she would reach out and hold them, but it was precisely because she wanted to save her that she knew better than anyone that these children could not be saved.

The painful past has been etched into them, and for every second of existence, they will be tortured by the past for a second.

"I want to... destroy them..." As if forced, Joan said firmly.

"Then I can only..." Atalanta clenched the bow in her hand.

"It's time to end," Sidika raised her head, clenched her scythe in her left hand and waved, and the black light cut through the hell.

The stench disappeared, the fog disappeared, the children disappeared, and the only ones left were Jack, who was standing in front of Sidika with dull eyes, and Lingxia, the six guides, who hugged her tightly and turned her back to Sidika.

"You are loved."

Siddija stretched out her hand and pressed it on Jack's head, rubbing gently.

"The only thing you must deny is not being loved."

"Jack, I'm sorry, I'm late," Liu Dao Lingxia hugged Jack and cried, tears dripping on Jack's neck.

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