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

She doesn't lose!

"Snapped----"

The tall figure blocked Semiramis' vision, the one who should have fallen.

Looking at the raised fist, Semiramis unwillingly used the prepared transfer technique.

"Finally scared away, but I don't have the strength to continue attacking," Chiron shook, reaching out and pressing on the throne to prevent himself from falling.

If he falls down now, it's really over...

"Archer come out quickly!" Fiore outside the door shouted loudly.

It's really my master, it's not a situation where you can just go out now...

"Sorry, Master, although I'm a little selfish, I can't be by your side for the last time," Chiron shook his head, leaning against the wall and walking towards the door on the other side.

He's running out of time, and before he disappears he must...

"boom---"

Chiron fell to the ground with a sway and began to cough up blood.

"Must be by your side."

"Archer... I understand," Fiore took a deep breath and raised her hand, "The Command Spell commands you, Archer, you must live, the Command Spell commands you, Archer must not fall, this is the last order. curse……"

"You want..." Fiore shouted in the loudest voice in her life, "Fulfill your wish!"

Chapter 65 Now... Deny me with your head held high

"Jane?"

Hidega stopped and looked at the girl who was sitting on the ground holding the flag with some puzzlement. Some scattered blonde hair and confused violet eyes made this saint who has always been very strong look very weak.

"Xidika, I have a question to ask you," Jeanne pursed her lips, "I hope you can swear to yourself that this answer is absolutely not false."

"What, so serious," Sidika scratched her face, "Okay, I don't have anything to hide anyway."

"You... you really don't long for the Holy Grail?" Jeanne stared at Siddija.

[Please... be sure to deny it. ]

"I have no interest in that broken cup at all," Siddija waved his hand, "I never believe that just a carrier with a lot of magic power can realize any wish."

The crystals representing the blessings of Hermes are shining, and Siddija is telling the truth at this moment.

"Thank you."

However, before Joan of Arc breathed a sigh of relief, Sidika's next sentence made her eyes dark.

"But now I do need that cup," Siddija smiled as she leaned over to Joan of Arc.

"To return to this world again!"

"Is this your regret?" Jeanne held the holy flag in her arms.

"Sorry? Don't say that I'm already dead. I'm still alive and well, but I'm trapped in a place outside of time, but for this world, I don't exist there, and I don't have death. What's the difference?" As if she didn't see Joan's movements, Sidika stretched out her hand to straighten the somewhat messy hair on Joan's forehead, "Now I just want to come back."

Joan of Arc was stunned. She always thought that Hidega died with Cronus and was unwilling to die like this and wanted to be resurrected with the Holy Grail, but things were far purer than she thought. The pure white hero successfully defeated the previous gods. King, he is still alive, but he can't find his way home, and in order to return, he will come to this Holy Grail War in the form of a heroic spirit.

So what should she do?

This is not the regret of the deceased, but the wish of the living. Sidika is not the dead. He is still alive and trapped in a place outside time. Now he just wants to come back.

She was able to say [Don't come back!The world doesn't need and doesn't allow you to come back! ] Such cruel words?

She has self-consciousness, she has never called herself a saint, because her hands are stained with the blood of others, she can kill the enemy with ruthless heart, but she can't do it only in the face of Sidika.

Hidega has never done anything wrong, never killed a person, never participated in a war, and all crusades are disasters. He clearly holds the blessings of the gods, but never uses them to do whatever he wants, and even helps the famine civilians to make the earth harvest, He was not wrong, what he did was unquestionably good!

[Just want to go home. ]

Such a pure and sad wish, why should she have to deny it!

"Hey, hey, don't show such a fragile expression," Sidika reached out and squeezed Joan's face, "Aren't you always strong-willed? If you have something to say, just say it, just like you faced me before. "

"You don't..." Joan grabbed Hidega's hand tremblingly, "Shouldn't answer... return..."

"I'm about to cry, what do you want me to do?" Sidika sighed, and she didn't need to say any more. He also guessed the remaining words that Jeanne hadn't said.

"She is the enemy," a faint voice sounded behind Sidika, and the cold killing intent filled the entire space undisguised, "If you can't make a move, let me do it."

"Atta, I think there is still room for negotiation," Sidika's mouth twitched, and he almost forgot that there was another person here.

"There's no such thing as room," Atalanta reached out and grabbed Sidika's back collar and pulled him up, then stared at Jeanne with cold eyes, "Hey, don't use your You don't understand our consciousness at all, or do you want to cover up your incompetence by being unable to do it like you did with Jack? Holy! Female! Big! Human!"

"I... have consciousness," Joan of Arc stood up, and even Atalanta was stunned with a sad look, "because there is nothing wrong with the wish I want to deny."

"Then let's fight!" Atalanta threw Sidga aside and took a few steps forward, reaching out to Jeanne and grabbing her collar, "To prove that you have the consciousness to deny us, first Say yes, I will not hesitate to kill you with all my strength!"

"Just hit!"

At this moment, Joan of Arc is also a little self-sacrificing, she is not as firm as she said, even now she is confused, what is right.

For a moment, the idea of ​​escaping [let Atalanta kill her] even came to her mind.

"What about...my opinion?" Siddija scratched his face, "Atta, you seem to be a little overexcited, but I think we can be fine..."