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

Just like a little girl watching his expression, she gently lifted his head to rest on her lap, and then patted his face with a sigh of relief, showing a proud look and waiting for him to wake up.

It's just such a simple thing, he actually realizes it now, it really is...

sluggish...

PS~ Things started to change (=_=), and the ulcers in the mouth became serious 〒_〒, but the Mala Xiangguo looks good (??﹃?｀), I think it should not die (?? ?*)?, then almost died =?=???(??? ????)

PS In the past few days, I have only been able to double update, I have to save the manuscript for the National Day explosion =???? =???? ?( ?Д`)?

Chapter 69 Welcome back, I'm back

"Sorry..."

"why?"

"I always feel like I have to apologize," Amakusa Shiro Tokisada scratched his face.

"It doesn't matter how this kind of thing is," Semiramis closed one eye and waved his hand indifferently. "You are not wrong, and I am not wrong. We just failed."

This is her, decadence and arrogance coexist. When she wants, she goes all out, and when she is tired, she throws away whatever she has.

"I'm a little unwilling..." Amakusa Shiro Tokisada folded his hands in front of him. "At that time, the pure white hero chose the latter between himself and the future of mankind. How will he choose now?"

"You, don't think about that guy at the end," Semiramis pouted in dissatisfaction and fiddled with Amakusa Shiro Tokisada's hair.

"Because... I want to save mankind..." Amakusa Shiro Tokisada said softly, "I want to save this hell-like world."

He also saw that hell, the hell that gave birth to Jack, he knelt on the ground as powerless as he was alive, he was the child of miracles, but he couldn't save the children of the past.

He has seen the hell he saw before and the hell he sees now. He will not deny the beauty in people's hearts. He also tried to believe in them, but he failed. part.

But he failed...

"Really? But I want to rule mankind," Semiramis tilted his head, "You lied to me, right? A world where everyone is happy doesn't need rulers. If I find out about this, What would you do?"

Amakusa Shiro Tokisada fell silent.

Semiramis lowered his eyes and raised his finger to point at Amakusa Shiro Tokisada's throat, "Kill me?"

"How could it be possible... At that time, I will have no choice but to deal with you," Amakusa Shiro Tokisada smiled wryly, "but everything is over."

"Do you want me to comfort you? You are especially allowed to lie on top of me and cry~" Semiramis poked Shirou Tokisada Amakusa in the face.

"I'm not a child," Amakusa Shiro Tokisada sighed softly, why did she still tease him at the end?

"You...you're really a troublesome guy," Semiramis leaned down and kissed Amakusa Shiro Tokisada's forehead with a light smile, and faint particles of light overflowed from her body and slowly fell.

The vast starry sky is very beautiful. Shiro Amakusa has not looked at it for a long time. If it was normal, he would probably lie there and watch it quietly, but now there is only this in his field of vision. A woman who has become translucent but more beautiful than the night sky.

I'm really a... sluggish person.

Amakusa Shiro Tokisada trembled and stretched out his right hand to touch this person who was the closest to him but had never touched.

"Thanks……"

When he wanted to touch her, there was nothing there. Looking at the light particles overflowing from his fingertips, Shirou Shirou Amakusa closed his eyes, and his right hand fell weakly.

The last particle of light rose slowly from the center of his hand and finally merged with the night sky.

"Assassin of the red party is confirmed to be dead, and the magic supply of the caster of the red party is interrupted and died."

Siddija calmly looked at the huge sphere in front of her with her hands in her pockets.

"Do you want to make your wish come true?" Shishi Jie, who was sitting in the corner, asked softly.

"Well, I'm sorry, maybe I'm the biggest problem in this Holy Grail War," Siddija opened her hands, "Come out, your magic power is enough."

"Hope will eventually be released from Pandora's Box, but despair is also released," Joan of Arc closed her eyes and put her fingers on her chest.

In a world far away, not even within the interference of time, the pure white hero named Hope is waiting for the moment when the [magic box] opens, but the one who returns to this world with him may also come from the rule of the gods .

Is this really good?

"He didn't do anything wrong," Joan of Arc slowly opened her eyes, the armor and flag slowly disappeared in the light, and the girl named Letishia woke up.

"Hope or despair,"

"What is your wish?" The woman in a long white dress appeared in front of the Holy Grail and slowly fell to Siddija, her pure white hair exuded a faint halo, and her plain white hands held up the hope Diga's face, red eyes as if to see through Sidga.

"Your destruction," Siddija raised her hand and clapped the woman's hand.

"Do you really want this?" The woman looked at Siddija in confusion, "If the Holy Grail is gone, your wish will not come true."

"I'm somewhere outside of time, I'm in any moment but I can never reach it," Siddija raised her head and looked over the woman to the Great Holy Grail, "All I need is just a wave, push me gently It's just a wave to the world, the destruction of the Great Holy Grail that connects the root is enough."

"Is that so...is this your wish?" The woman chuckled and slowly floated towards the Great Holy Grail, her slender fingers interlocking in front of her, "Welcome back, pure white hero."

"Crack-"

A crack appeared on the Great Holy Grail, and then countless cracks like dominoes appeared on the Great Holy Grail, and pure white light spewed out from the crack, through the ceiling and into the sky.

Hidega's body began to become transparent, not because the spiritual foundation was broken and exited, but the assumption was overturned.

Because if he doesn't exist, he can be regarded as death, so he can be summoned as a heroic spirit. Now that he who doesn't exist is about to return to this world, so he should disappear as a heroic spirit.

"Are you leaving again?" Atalanta pursed her lips.

"Well, I'm sorry, close your eyes, trust me, this time won't make you wait for a long time," Siddija didn't turn back but looked at the white beam of light calmly, "When you open your eyes again, The first person I saw was me."