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

Sidica frowned.

Originally, he thought that Mordred, who looked small and small, wouldn't seriously get his hair done, but he didn't expect that she would also braid her hair and put it on her head, but after being blown up, it looked like hair. The ponytail was blocked.

What, aren't you quietly imitating that person?How about being a little more candid?

Probably noticing the change in Sidica's eyes, Mordred showed his teeth like a threat.

Do you want to flatten this tooth.

Hidicah thought seriously.

"Then what?" Mordred scratched his hair, and there were already a lot of upturned hairs that were raised even more.

"You stand still, I'll help you take care of your hair," Sidica went around behind Mordred and began to think about how to make this unruly hair like its owner cute.

"Don't do anything weird, be careful I hack you on the spot."

Well, I have to change the way of speaking.

Sidica raised her hand and reached into Mordred's blond hair, feeling the touch of her fingertips, Sidica nodded.

Sure enough.

"Did you sigh just now?"

"No~" Sidica took out a large bucket of water from the scarf, "Anyway, make your hair softer first."

"Huh? Why do I have to make my hair sissy!" Mordred waved his fist in dissatisfaction.

"It makes you look like a reliable king," Sidika rolled her eyes, and lightly tapped the tip of her left finger on the water. With a ripple, a water ball appeared on his left hand.

He almost understood Mordred's point. This idiot baby is not allowed to say good things about King Arthur, and he is not allowed to say bad things about King Arthur.

Isn't it the awkward version of Chef Wang, just go around a little bit.

A reliable king is equal to King Arthur. King Arthur's hair is soft and dazzling like golden sand.

Since it wasn't a direct statement that she wanted to make her hair look like King Arthur, although she would still mutter a few words [too rough] and [lightly], Mordred was completely at the mercy of Sidica.

Jing Jing bit his nails and looked at Mordred unwillingly.

It's a pity that her hair is soft and short.

Chapter 13 Broken Teeth

People rely on clothing and trees rely on bark.

Tato and Tatota stared blankly at Mordred sitting on the stone.

The dazzling long hair like golden sand fluttered slowly in the wind, because Mordred was sitting sideways on the stone, all they could see was the looming profile of the blond hair.

There are no cruel eyes, no rough tone, what they see is a dignified girl, or an elegant king.

"Let's lie," Jing Jing couldn't believe it, she almost wondered if someone else was sitting there.

"Cough, cough, it looks more mature now," Tai Teng coughed a few times.

"Huh?! Your attitude has changed too quickly!" Mordred jumped off the stone in annoyance.

Ah, the dignified king is gone.

"Hey, I haven't braided you yet," the claws made of black scales gripped Mordred's shoulders and lifted her back to the stone.

"It's so troublesome, it's so gross! You, a big man, are actually going to help me get my hair," Mordred twisted on the stone with an awkward face.

"It's really sad," Sidica's mouth twitched, and an arc flashed between her fingers.

Although he wanted to make Mordred physically numb, considering the high probability that Mordred's hair would stand up, Sidica gave up this tempting idea.

"Time is running out," Sidica fiddled with Mordred's hair very skillfully, "When the holy bar is over, the Lion King destroys places other than the holy capital, and Artoria will disappear forever. The only thing left is the god who has no human heart."

Mordred clenched his fists.

"So you will end Artoria," Sidica gently coiled her braid behind Mordred's head, then pressed her right hand on her shoulder with a chuckle, "You are a no-brainer for no one. The king of rebellious knights."

The black dragon scales slowly squirmed along his right hand and covered Mordred's body.

"The king's mistakes are up to you to correct."

Sidica put down her right hand, and all the black scales covering Mordred began to stitch together.

Mordred looked at the gradually forming armor on his body with complicated eyes.

Except the color is exactly the same as the old king's armor.

[Oh~ So you like that color scheme. 】

In an instant, the armor covering Mordred's body changed color.

[Okay, it's the same as the one you like]

Mordred was completely stunned.

Did someone speak in her head just now?

[Yes, it's Miss Long, your guide assistant to King Cheng~]

"Huh?!" Mordred grabbed the armor and began to try to remove it, "Don't be kidding! You'll face it in this armor!"