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

Obviously every time they decide to be each other's Wei Kekeke, they are already companions, but they always fight for strange reasons, although they win every time.

"Big, disrespectful!!!"

With tears in her eyes, Nitocris raised her staff.

"boom--"

"What are they doing?" Ozymandias raised his brows.

"Maybe it's for fun," Arash said with a laugh, "You guys are really hospitable."

In front of him was a sumptuous and fatal meal.

At this moment Nitocris was bombarding the pure white shield with deadly magic.

"Yeah, I will praise Nitocris well when I look back," Ozymandias nodded, then coughed slightly with anticipation in his tone, "What do you think of Yu's territory? "

"It's very prosperous, the food is plentiful, everyone looks happy, you are really an amazing king," Arash showed a pure smile like a child.

Ozymandias held his forehead.

It's amazing!

"If only they could eat such food," Arash sighed.

"Let each sphinx bring food, immediately," Ozymandias snapped his fingers, and the attendant on the side nodded and rushed out very quickly.

"No, there's no need for this," Alash said with a slightly embarrassed expression, always feeling that Ozymandias's attitude was too serious.

"It's okay, this is the king's tolerance. Even if they refuse to accept Yu's rule, Yu will treat them like his own people," Ozymandias laughed.

Nitocris, who was almost venting at this moment, handed over the control of the [-]-headed Sphinx to Tatsuka Fujimaru.

"Remember not to abuse the King's kindness," Nitocris stretched out her hand and rubbed Tatsuka Fujimaru's face.

"Woooooooo (I get it)," Fujimaru Rika waved.

"It's really spectacular," Da Vinci said, admiring the [-]-head Sphinx group.

"With these mythical beasts, we can compete with the solemn knights of the Holy City." Even across the screen, Roman could feel the terrifying aura of the beasts, "The only thing that is uncertain now is the trump card of the Lion King. ."

"It's okay, Da Vinci is here~" Da Vinci patted his chest.

"It is true that Sidica's combat power on our side should be able to stabilize the Holy City. Now we just have to wait for him to join Fujimaru," Roman let out a sigh of relief.

"Okay Roman, Da Vinci will definitely communicate with you about martial arts when you go back," Da Vinci smiled and put on a boxing shape at the projection, "Betting on the title of genius will definitely break your bones. Karaoke sounded."

"It's too much!!!"

"Lord Lancelot is the same as we speculated before. There is a village on the back of the mountain," a knight reported when he came to Lancelot, "and quite, quite—"

Lancelot raised his eyebrows, but instead of urging him, he quietly waited for the knight's words.

After thinking for a while, the knight said in a low voice.

"Quite happy."

As if the scenery of this era did not exist, the adults walked around the village laughing and the children were playing in the flowers, and their smiles were extremely satisfied.

It's just like the holy city that everyone yearns for.

But the Holy City had erected unattainable walls, and there were not even fences here.

Lancelot fell silent.

Happiness is a very luxurious thing in this era, especially for the people of the mountains without the protection of the Lion King and the Sun King, who can only survive in the era and are not even qualified to be happy.

"Happy?" Lancelot raised his head, his purple hair covering his eyes, "It must be very difficult, we have gained happiness in such a world, but we are going to destroy them, just because the king's Order."

"Lord Lancelot?" The knight who reported the situation hesitated.

"My heart and my actions have already fallen, and everything I do is unjust," Lancelot tightened the reins.

"But Lord Lancelot, you are clearly!"

"Enough! Go ahead," Lancelot exhaled, without any confusion in his eyes, "to destroy their hard-won happiness."

The knight opened his mouth and lowered his head.

"Yes."

"Everyone move forward!"

Lancelot drew the sword pinned to his waist.

At this moment, Wang Hassan, who was standing at the entrance of the East Village like a statue, slowly raised his head, and gently put the child who was playing on his shoulders on the ground, and a faint flame ignited suddenly.

Chapter 27 I will never surrender!

I, Lancelot, are not one of the strongest knights of the round table. Even Gawain, who is three times stronger during the day, can't defeat me. I just dragged me to the night and took it away. Even if I fought two or three knights of the round table at a time. No problem and even kill them all.

I'm being slapped like crazy.

Lancelot embarrassedly resisted the onslaught of the skeleton swordsman holding the great sword in front of him.

But is this really an onslaught?

Lancelot took a step back.