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

"I'm sorry," Ilya bowed her head a little embarrassedly after being stunned for a moment.

"It's okay," Siddija chuckled and shook her head, "it's almost time, I won't bother you anymore."

"Please wait, let me pack the dessert for you," Emiya Shirou took off his apron.

"sorry to bother you."

Interesting family.

Siddija glanced at the carefully packaged dessert in his hand and laughed lightly.

"Einzbern, Emiya," the corners of Hidega's mouth rose slightly, "do you choose to live as ordinary people? May you all have a warm future."

That girl named Illya is not quite right. She has something in her body, but she herself is just a little girl who simply likes magical girls. Shirou Emiya is just a gentle boy, but Sera and Rigelit made him a little concerned.

They are androids, very similar to the androids of the Thousand World Tree, but the difference is that they have their own wills, and in a sense they are already human.

Siddigar returned to their temporary stronghold and placed the snacks on the table.

"How was the visit?" El-Melloi II, who was still rubbing the handle, asked casually.

"Well, the neighbors are pretty good," Siddija propped up her chin, "Emiya and Einzbern."

El-Melloi II flicked his hand and pressed the wrong button, and the originally great advantage was directly reversed. He didn't react until a huge game over appeared on the screen.

"Is there such a coincidence!" El-Melloi II sat up and scratched his hair anxiously.

To be fair, he first took a fancy to the house next to this house, that is, the Emiya and Einzbern's house that Hidega had just visited.

He was so close to hinting that they were going on a trip. Thinking about the magician killer Emiya Kiritsugu, and thinking about the battle maid El-Mello II of the Einzbern family, his scalp tingled.

"Don't worry, they are just friendly neighbors," Siddija shoved the pastry into her mouth, and nodded, "and their snacks are delicious."

"Is it...? I think we should collect the cards as soon as possible," El-Melloi II shook his head, took out a map from the box and spread it on the table.

Although his thinking is different from that of ordinary magicians, it does not mean that he does not know what other magicians are thinking. Li Emiya Kiritsugu did not have the so-called restraint of a magician, and made full use of unscrupulous means, and the cause of death of the previous generation looked like the origin of Emiya Kiritsugu's origin.

Although he didn't mean to take revenge for the previous generation to kill Emiya Kiritsugu, but he didn't know what Emiya Kiritsugu thought, and if he could, he didn't want to involve Grey in a terrorist attack.

"Those cards are all in a different space. In theory, they can only be entered through that person's attire, but I have slightly improved the technique." El-Melloi II took out a piece of white paper and drew a very skillful drawing. Magic Array, "It can also bring us in."

"How much do you resist that man's magic dress?" Siddija scratched her hair, "dedicated her energy to doing some superfluous things."

"That dress... enables the user to use a series of abilities such as A-level magic barriers, physical protection, promotion of healing, and enhancement of physical abilities. In theory, humans have the ability to fight against servants, but..." El The expression of Mero II began to distort, that is, when he encountered an expression that he could not understand a certain method no matter what, "The price is that you have to become a magical girl."

"Well, it turns out... huh?!" Sidika's eyes widened, "What the hell is this setting!"

"That's right! That's what I meant! It's obviously the user's attire for strengthening. It doesn't matter if you have a personality, why do you have to become a magical girl!" El-Melloi II grabbed his hair hard.

For him, a third-rate magician who was beaten in theory and practice, this kind of dress was really suitable for him. It not only improved his life-saving ability, but also improved his combat effectiveness, but there was an extra setting for a magical girl.

He couldn't imagine what kind of mood that person used to create such a dress.

"Magic girl..." Siddija rubbed her chin and thought, "Why don't you let Grey try?"

"Snapped----"

A basin of clothes fell heavily to the ground.

Siddigar and El-Melloi II looked at Grey, who was standing there blankly at the same time.

"I'm sorry," Grey picked up the dropped clothes in a panic and ran out quickly.

"Seeing that this reaction has already been tried," Siddija tilted her head, "I thought that a child like Grey would not be able to resist magical girls."

"I don't know exactly what happened at that time, and Grey wouldn't say no matter what I asked," El-Melloi II took out a cigar from the box.

"Even if you don't want to say it, it must be something extremely shameful, let's not get into it," Sidika poked at the map on the table.

"Who shall we cut tonight?"

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Chapter 6 Your Noble Phantasm Is Good

Servants, even the weakest Servants, cannot compete with humans. In order to restrain them, magicians have prepared restraints called Command Spells.

"boom---"

With the roar, a figure ran through the forest and crashed into the boulder, and countless cracks spread around him.

"Sure enough, it's a fake," Siddija walked out of the forest with a big sword on her back. "You use a sword for a while, and a bow for a while. What rank are you?"

"Crack--"

The nameless heroic spirit with a red cloth wrapped around his head pulled himself out of the stone. There was no light in his eyes, a light blue halo gathered around him, and countless sword blades emitting cold light condensed in the halo. Aiming at Hidega.

Two knives, one black and one white, once again appeared in the hands of the nameless hero.

"Projection magic," Siddija narrowed his eyes.

"boom----"

The nameless hero's body was slightly pressed down like a cannonball and shot towards Siddija, and the sword suspended in mid-air vibrated slightly and stabbed towards Siddija with various strange trajectories.

"It's a bit reluctant for Grey," Siddija raised her eyes slightly, and the crystal representing Hephaestus on her left wrist radiated a soft glow.

"But you can't defeat me without the will."