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

Who is the spiritual foundation of the other part of Matthew's body? As the caster summoned by Chaldea, she still knows very well. There are probably only a few people who will make that person act instinctively. alone.

And she did vaguely hear the names of the knights.

"That's alright, Matthew. It was the servant who was knocked out twice just now. Looking at his reaction to getting up for the first time, this level of impact was like pushing him," Da Vinci said heartlessly. He patted Matthew's shoulder, "Don't worry about it, let's go to the Holy City."

"However, let's go back and apologize," Matthew said anxiously.

"No, Mash, you won't hit him again when you go back," Fujimaru Rika rubbed her chin.

"If my guess is correct, Mash, you will probably knock him into the air again when you go back," Da Vinci said seriously, "Different from Sidika's situation, another part of your spirit base has the will of that hero, Even though he completely entrusted his strength to you, it doesn't mean he won't respond, the one who was knocked into the air just now is the one who will irritate him 100%."

Matthew was a little confused.

"Don't worry, he's a servant, we'll see him again, and then apologize seriously," Da Vinci pouted at the people who kept approaching the car, "Now we have to deal with the people in front of us. already."

"Mashu remember to use the shield on the back," Fujimaru Rika reached out and touched Mash's head, "I will apologize with you."

"Well, senior, no, master."

The pure white shield slammed heavily on the ground, and thirteen rays of light circulated around the shield. Matthew, who was wearing purple armor, slowly raised the shield.

"Lancelot, are you alright?"

With the efforts of several knights, Lancelot was finally pulled out.

"It's alright," Lancelot patted the sand on his head and his eyes were a little distracted.

What should I say, the first impact just startled him, but the second one made him miss him a little.

That was the momentum of hitting him directly without treating him like a dad, which reminded him of the man who hit him on a horse when he was approaching a beautiful girl before.

"Has Lord Lancelot been fooled," the knight who dug out Lancelot bumped the knight next to him with his shoulder, "Why did you start to smirk?"

"Probably," the knight scratched his face.

Seeing Lancelot like this, he didn't need to ask if he wanted to pursue him. After all, Lancelot now had the words "I really want to be bumped again and miss it" all over his face.

"Let me first ask what your tactics are?"

Although Mordred's face was full of intentions to go in all the way, Sidica still asked with the last trace of luck.

"Anyway, they're all here to rob prison, so it's better to just punch in," Mordred waved the sword in his hand nonchalantly.

The soldiers who were guarding the gate of the fortress were about to cry.

It's not that they don't know Mordred, the rebellious knight. She is probably the most ferocious of all the knights of the round table. She was supposed to be wandering around and suddenly came here, and she didn't bring any solemn knights, only one. A young man with white hair that he has never seen before, no matter how he looks at it, there is a problem.

But how could they possibly beat Mordred, so they simply pretended not to notice Mordred's abnormality, and they would just throw the blame afterward. After all, who would have thought that the Knights of the Round Table under the King would come to rob the prison.

Then Mordred said it himself, and did not hide the volume at all for fear that they would not hear the same.

How to do?fight?

The soldiers guarding the fort swallowed.

If they can, they really don't want to fight, but Mordred has an expression that he wants to penetrate here.

"There's no way," Sidica sighed and smiled and walked towards the soldiers guarding the fortress, "Let's talk about the future story."

PS, after all, it is a student party. What else do you need recently? You have to visit relatives and friends during the Chinese New Year. It is estimated that you will not be able to code words in those days. of.

Chapter 10 I Don't Accept Kiss Pies

For those who have lost their way, hope is like a ray of light in the dark. Even if they fall, they will stagger toward the light.

"It's done," Sidica gave Mordred a thumbs up.

The soldiers who were shaking and holding their weapons had opened the door, and they were lined up neatly at the door as if to welcome their king.

"What did you say to them?" Mordred had some doubts about life. He was shaking like a sieve just now, and then his waist was straight.

If she hadn't noticed any magic reaction, she would have suspected that Siddija used illusions like the old and shy magician.

"No, everyone is very considerate," Sidica stretched out her hand and wrapped Mordred's shoulders, leading her to the open door.

Compared with Mordred, who was fierce and fierce and famous, Sidica's gentle smile was easier to appease the panicked soldiers.

"It always feels very uncomfortable," Mordred curled his lips and walked straight towards the dungeon, "but let's talk about it first, I don't think you can convince the Hassan in the dungeon, we are real Tormented her for days, even you can't convince her to help us."

"I'm helping you now," Sidika was speechless.

"Didn't I tell you the possibility of failure first," Mordred shrugged.

"Huh?" Sidica glanced at a cell in the corner.

There was a man lying there, and he was still a Heroic Spirit, but he didn't seem to have been treated so badly, and he slept soundly.

Probably not the person they were looking for.

By the way, isn't Hassan wearing a mask?What the hell is next to this man's hand?Rice bags?

And Mordred didn't mean to stop at all, and still walked forward with his hands behind his head.

Probably noticing Sidica's hesitation, Mordred turned his head and explained impatiently.

"That guy is a servant who stayed in the Holy City before. It looks like someone's apprentice, but it seems that he was arrested for doing something."

"Well, anyway, this guy deserves to be caught," Sidica glanced at the extremely perfunctory lock on the cell.