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

"Yes, it is also part of the prophecy that jihad in ancient prophecies can be avoided. Although the old man's [clairvoyance] can allow us to avoid the factors that cause wars, perhaps the fact that we avoid the triggers is the fuse that triggers jihad. No one can say anything like fate."

"so?"

"The old man wants to form the strongest knight order in the world to fight against the enemies in the holy war. Although saying this will contradict the promise made by the old man, but..." Shot, "Would you like to help me form such a knight order, the world needs heroes."

"Hero...? It's really a headache." Siddigar pouted.

It wasn't long before he got rid of the hero's name, and he shared the burden with others. This will come again.

"I'm not a hero, I just do what is easy for me.

Chapter 5 heroes have always been heroes

"How is it, my country!"

Bartola hugged Siddija's shoulders like a show off, with a bit of domineering designation to point out the country, but Bartola didn't say anything after saying this.

Seeing that Bartola was stopped by time, Sidika knew that Bartola wanted to say something to brag, but she couldn't think of any tall adjective and had to freeze.

Siddija and Bartola were motionless. At first glance, the world seemed to freeze, and the paladins in the back were also motionless. In order not to embarrass Bartola, they tried their best to create a sign that time did not pass much.

Just when Bartola really felt that time had not passed so long that he could rub his words properly, someone who could not understand the atmosphere came.

"Yo, Your Majesty, why are you standing here?"

A white-haired man dressed in a local tyrant's gold armor walked towards him. He was the center guarding the kingdom, a man like a military god, but from the smirk on his face and the frivolous look on his face, we knew that he was actually the same man as rumored. A little bit of a person, but the steady pace and heavy aura make people feel very reliable.

This is the absolute strongest in the kingdom, the Paladin Commander Salatras.

"Eh! How long has it been?"

"Well, it's been about 10 minutes. I saw that His Majesty and everyone else were motionless. I thought you were under some curse and wanted to purify you. Could it be that Your Majesty can't think of words to describe his country? Bar?"

Salatras ignored Dreyfus's suggestion and bluntly exposed the embarrassment that Bartola wanted to hide.In fact, it's no wonder Salatras, this cold-hearted man has no other expression on his face except frowning, and even his own brother can hardly understand the meaning from this expression.

"Oops~ I don't really care what the country looks like. It's good for everyone to live happily. Ahaha..." Bartola grabbed the back of his head and laughed loudly. This man really didn't see those appearances. The decoration, wholeheartedly watching whether the people's life is happy, that's all.

That's why he is a great king. Everyone follows from the heart, but it seems that he doesn't have that self-awareness.

"Really, I feel like I've found a troublesome job."

It seems like a long, long-standing convention, but it's not bad.

Siddija raised his head and looked at the sky. The scorching sun did not make his eyes feel any discomfort. The light of the sun will forever cover this country, and any darkness will not step into this country until the sun sets in this country.

"It seems that you are the guest that His Majesty has hurriedly found from outside. How about you, are you interested in becoming a paladin commander?" Salatras grabbed Siddija's hand with enthusiasm, smiling like a Looking forward to a battle for the title of Paladin Commander.

"Aren't you... a paladin commander? Is it okay to give important responsibilities to others so casually?" Siddigar sighed helplessly, always feeling that the guys in important positions in this place are very naive, and he always feels that he shoulders his shoulders. Shangya has carried a lot of burdens.

"It's okay, it's okay, a man like me is not suitable for a serious job like a paladin commander. It's very tiring to look serious." Salatras complained unabashedly in front of the paladins. At work, all the paladins, especially Dreyfus, showed helpless affection, as if they had long been accustomed to this frivolous paladin commander.

"Your Majesty has his [clairvoyance], he must have seen something and thought you were a reliable person, and I felt your soul, it is definitely a trustworthy soul, so..."

Salatras took out a small bag from behind, and a tantalizing scent spread even before the bag was opened.

"[Black Cat's Yawn] Ting's signature fish pie, just out of the oven, is steaming and crispy. Let's share it together as colleagues."

"Lord Brother!" A hand grabbed Salatras's arm, and the blue-veined arm showed how angry the owner of this hand was.

"Oh, my dear brother, I know you must be asking me where did I get the fish pie?" Salatras looked at Dreyfus, whose face was expressionless but his eyes were spitting fire, with some guilty conscience, "and I know you You must question me again, why do you accept it so easily, right?"

"So, sir, do you know what I want to ask? Then please answer."

Siddigar admired Dreyfus a little, and he could maintain the basic reason in this state of anger, but he swears that Salatras' answer will definitely break Dreyfus' nerves.

"Hendrickson gave me condolences!" Salatras shouted up to the sky, looking like a prisoner who had already established evidence in the court and wanted to refute it.

"How could I refuse to do the night shift just now! Paladins are also human, and people can go hungry too!"

Rather than refuting, it was a complete confession of his guilt. Dreyfus's eyes widened sharply, and Salatras immediately covered his face with his fierce appearance.

Dreyfus took a few deep breaths and put down his fists. Everyone, including Siddigar, widened their eyes. How could they be able to hold back this situation?This paladin commander in an important position doesn't have any remorse, right?A rogue who will accept that fish pie again without hesitation when he encounters the same situation again!

At this time, although a beating will not have any effect, if you don't beat it, it is simply acquiescing to the disturbing behavior of the dog who demolishes the house. The next time the dog demolishes the house, it will be absolutely unscrupulous.

"Brother," Dreyfus calmed down his emotions and returned to his calm appearance again, "Every time I talk to you after work, I will get countless tempers in my will."

Wow~ That means that Salatras makes Dreyfus angry every time he finishes work.

Siddija touched his chin and muttered in a low voice, "Dreyfus didn't take all the seriousness of Salatras with him when he was born."

"It's a pity, my brother and I are half-sisters." Dreyfus shook his head helplessly. He had no choice but to face this unrepentant paladin commander. Punching and kicking was useless. This kind of unreliable but unreliable The feeling of being reliable is innate.

Dreyfus came to Siddigar, bent over and asked, "Siddija, I ask you to let me understand that my brother becomes a serious person!"

"Eh!?" Salatras jumped up as if he heard a dog with a collar, and shouted in dissatisfaction, "I am the paladin commander of the kingdom, and I actually let a person younger than me. Teach me how to be a decent person!?"

In other words, it is the default that he is not a serious person.

Sidika raised her brows slightly, and the corners of her mouth grinned slightly.

"I'm much older than you, kid."

"Hahahahaha-" Salatras hugged his stomach and laughed, thinking that he was so amused by Sidika's words that he couldn't even speak.

Thinking of what would happen next, the smile on Sidgar's face was also bright, and Dreyfus shook his head helplessly to make way for an empty space with the other Paladins.

It's not that Dreyfus didn't think about punching and kicking, but he couldn't beat Salatras, and now there seems to be a suitable candidate.