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

The crystals representing Hades' blessing are flickering.

He is dying.

East Village.

"Sure enough, I'd better go with me!" Quiet, who had been circling, couldn't help but said, "That Mordred's arrogance will definitely anger the lord, and if there is no Hassan as a sacrifice."

"Enough!" Cursed Wrist stood up, "Even if you want to go, it's not you. The Hassan of this era is me, and the Hassan who should [die] is me."

"Don't be arguing," Arash patted Cursed Arm on the shoulder and pushed a rice ball in front of Cursed Arm. "You just pointed in one direction, maybe they won't find a way and come back."

"Say, that's what I said," Curse Wrist sat back weakly.

Although he can say arrogant words like "I'm going to go too", but if he really wants to go, he will still be cowardly.

"Who knows, Mordred's intuition is very good, maybe he can really grope there," Tatota Satou took a bite of the rice ball, squinting his eyes and enjoying the breeze blowing from the flowers.

It's been so long since I felt such a peaceful wind.

"Aaaaaaah! Is this Taoyuan Township!"

A familiar voice and a familiar figure.

Tatota put down the rice ball and covered his face with his hands.

Well, the brief silence is gone.

"Ah! Fujita! Have you escaped! As expected of my apprentice!"

They said I'm not your apprentice!

Tatota put down his hand a little helplessly.

"Miss Sanzo, you're running too fast!" Fujimaru Rika chased after panting, and when she saw the appearance of East Village, she opened her mouth, "I'll go!"

"Oh~ I really saw an incredible scene," Da Vinci looked at the fertile East Village, which was completely opposite to the desolation outside. "It doesn't look like it was born naturally."

Matthew raised his hand silently and pressed it on the shield, symbolizing the blessing of the harvest is flashing, and the harvest is favored here, but even she can't achieve the effect that is close to power, after all, she has The power was obtained by Chaldea through a series of methods plus Hidicah's acquiescence.

He is back.

The corners of Matthew's mouth rose slightly.

"Hey hey hey! This doesn't look like the scenery of this era at all," Roman almost spit coffee on the screen, "Is there a god who has manifested here!"

The refugees who followed Fujimaru Rika stared blankly at the prosperous East Village.

Many of them left here with the luck of "may be selected by the Holy City", and now they have no choice but to return to evacuate.

But is this really the East Village where they once lived?

"Ah~ this singularity is stable," Fujimaru Rika raised her hand and put her hand on Mash's shoulder, "He came back, right?"

"Yeah," Matthew raised his hand and wiped the corner of his eyes, "I always believed it."

"Really, I have a lot of things I want to complain to him about," Fujimaru Rika stretched, "We have faced a lot of debts he owes, so we must complain about it."

The moron Jason, the sickly beautiful Midea, the majestic mother group, the blackened stalker Atalanta.

It was all about Hidicah, and in the end, it was the two of them who took care of it.

"Wait a minute!!! You said that Sidica is at this singularity!" Roman jumped up directly from his chair.

"Yeah!" Matthew nodded vigorously.

"That's stable," Roman raised Erlang's legs very arrogantly, and his expression became casual, "Although I don't know why he hasn't taken out the Lion King until now, this singularity will definitely be ended."

"That is to say, fishing," Da Vinci shrugged his shoulders regretfully. "It's a pity that the functions of the invincible car made by Da Vinci have not been fully demonstrated."

"Huh? How could it be possible to fish, even if we didn't have Sidika, we still came here," Fujimaru Tachika puffed out his chest, "We will defeat the Lion King!"

"That's right, senior!"

"Anyway, let's start with the village in front of you," Fujimaru Rika shook her hair. "Just like what I did in the past, become companions and fight against the Lion King together!"

"Sorry, we have already promised to be someone's subordinates," Cursed Wrist shook his head, "She will lead us to defeat the Lion King."

"Her? Huh?" Fujimaru Rika felt abnormal.

At this time, Bedwell walked up to a child who was drawing with a branch on the ground with his head down, and squatted down gently.

"Excuse me, what are you drawing?"

"Huh? I'm drawing our king!" The child waved the branch in his hand happily.

"Lord King? Hmm! This is!" Bedwell's eyes widened.

Small but seems to be able to support the world for the people, with a beautiful face, deep eyes and sacred armor, although most of the content is made up by himself, but in this era, people with such a posture still Who can!

"My lord, I knew it."

Bedwell knelt before the not-so-good painting.

At this moment, Mordred couldn't help shivering.

Chapter 21 What the hell are you judging

The Temple of Azrael, the place where the last Hassan lived at the beginning and the place closest to death, is both a holy place and an end point for the Hassans.