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

"Those children...will they be happy?" Atalanta hugged Siddija from behind, buried her face in Siddija's back, and asked in a muffled voice.

"Well, it must be happy, that person really loves them," Siddigar chuckled lightly.

From the time she met the sixth director Lingxia, Hidega knew that this woman loved Jack from the bottom of her heart and would do anything for her. Although she didn't know what she had experienced in the past, from this moment on she would do anything for her. To live more actively than anyone else, to live a happy life more than anyone else, in order to be able to give [Jack] love.

"Although it might be hard work."

"Will they really meet again?"

"Well, don't underestimate their bondage," Sidika patted Atalanta's back with a backhand, "they will definitely meet again, this bastard's world has only made them misfortune, so they should be satisfied with their little ones. wish."

"What if... what if they suffered misfortune again?" Atalanta hugged Siddija tightly.

This world is so unfair. No one can predict what will happen tomorrow. Those who are in misfortune can only follow the trend. This is the case with the sixth director Lingxia, and the same is true for Jack's resentful spirit. Not even given a chance.

A family that was taken away from their parents when they were young collapsed and became what it is now, and the other didn't even have a chance to be born. For them, each other is the last warmth of this bastard world.

If this world wants to take away even this last warmth...

"Then I'll save them again," Sidika raised the corners of her mouth, "Although I can't save everyone, and I can't guarantee them, I will do my best to get to them."

[That's why he's called hope...]

Leticia stared at the back of Siddija with her fingers intertwined.

He is a human being, not an omnipotent god. He cannot make a declaration to make everyone happy, nor can he save everyone from suffering. All he can do is to save the people in front of him, but he will not stop. You haven't given up, and you are still struggling. He will come to you one day. Before that, please keep struggling with hope.

If he still exists in this world, if he doesn't go to Tartarus Hell, with his immortality, he will make this world become like the small but happy world around her, Jack's tragedy Maybe it won't happen again.

Perhaps compared to the ethereal Lord, this pure white hero, who is not a perfect person, can improve the world better.

Because he exists, a reason for the unfortunate people to struggle with hope, not a fantasy that saves everything.

"Thank you," Atalanta let go of Siddija, but her hand still held Sidika's clothes, as if Sidika would disappear at any moment.

"Unexpectedly candid," Siddija raised her brows, bent over and touched the thin shadow under her feet, "Medusa, do me a favor."

"What's the matter?" The shadow slowly expanded, the color became darker, and a small head stuck out from it.

"Please send these ordinary people down," Sidika reached out and touched Medusa's face.

"Is that the same woman just now?" Medusa tilted her head.

"Well, please," Siddija nodded.

"I see," Medusa floated up from the shadow of Siddija, and dozens of giant pythons emerged from under her feet to tie up the unconscious ordinary people.

Leticia stuck her face pale against the wall. As an ordinary high school girl, she still couldn't accept a cold-blooded creature that was sticky and cold like a snake.

"It's an exaggeration, she's so cute," Siddigar rubbed Medusa's head.

"I'm sorry, I'm a little..." Leticia closed her eyes very simply because there were too many snakes.

"It doesn't matter," Medusa scratched Sidika's hand and instructed the snake to drag the ordinary people towards the hole that Sidika had opened all the way. "You...will come back."

Seeing Medusa's enchanting eyes, Siddija gave a thumbs up.

"Well, I'll definitely be back!"

"Liar," Medusa snorted softly, "but I'll keep waiting, whether the end is the end of the world or not."

"Sorry," Siddija lowered her eyes.

"I believe you," Medusa tiptoed to touch Sidika's forehead, and followed the snake away before Sidika could speak.

"Snake... Has the snake gone?"

"Let's go," Siddija touched her forehead, "Didn't you agree not to come out in the Holy Grail War? What is Joan of Arc doing?"

"Please don't blame Miss Joan of Arc, I was the one who forced my body back," Leticia walked in front of Siddija, her violet eyes seemed to sparkle, "Because I want to stay by your side. ."

"Confession?" Siddija tilted her head.

"!" Atalanta quietly stuck her head out from behind Siddija.

"No no no no! That's not what I meant!" Leticia, who had realized what she had said, blushed and waved her hands incoherently, "That's...that...I want to look at Xi Mr. Digger."

Atalanta narrowed her eyes.

"Ah~ I see," Sidika raised her hand and placed her hand on Letishia's head with a sigh, "Girls your age are like this, believe me that's not love, and don't let it That feeling becomes love."

"No, that's not what I meant..." Letitia defended extremely pale, because she didn't know whether it was longing, admiration or some other feeling, she said these words subconsciously, and she couldn't explain it in words. .

She didn't explain it until the end.

Chapter 57 The King Who Always Watches

The flames burned everything in this world.

Whether it is a human or a Servant, it will turn to ashes in front of this flame like the sun.

It should be so...

"why……"

Danny stared blankly at Vlad III with his arms outstretched and covered in black. The black mist and shadows enveloped them like a shield. When the whole land was black, only Danny was unscathed.

Vlad III shook, and slowly fell forward as if he had lost all his strength. Danick shrank his eyes and quickly stood up and hugged Vlad III.