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

Looking at the shield that was no longer the same as before, Lancelot held it up tremblingly, as if recalling something, and kept stroking the shield with his right hand.

Matthew stared blankly at Lancelot, or someone attached to her body was looking at some kind of ordinary man in front of her.

"He's perfect, more of a knight than I am, and no matter what happens, it won't shake his heart, everyone trusts him," Lancelot said softly, "like someone else who lent your power to you. Same place."

Matthew touched his chest. For some reason, he couldn't help but feel stern towards Lancelot. It was more helpless.

"It doesn't matter if you don't know his real name," Lancelot raised his hand and hesitantly pressed it on Matthew's head, "This shield is yours, it's you who raised it, and you decided to protect it. The person behind you is also you, you don't need a name to confirm all this, shout the true name of this Noble Phantasm that belongs only to you, show your will to the world, as long as you haven't given up, your [guardian] will not be will be knocked down."

After being stunned for a while, Matthew smiled softly.

"Ah."

"Cough, cough, and oh, shields are not used to smash people, and don't use cities to smash people," Lancelot said cautiously with a few coughs.

"No~ because Dad always bothers me." Matthew tilted his head with a smile.

Lancelot fell silent for a while, clutching his heart and falling to the ground.

"Huh!? Lord Lancelot!"

Matthew, who didn't expect the situation to become so strange, grabbed Lancelot in a panic and started shaking.

"Lord Lancelot is so embarrassing," Knight No. [-] complained.

"Well, this is Lord Lancelot," Knight Two shrugged.

"Snapped--"

Mordred threw Bedwell to the wall, raised his hand and patted Bedwell's head heavily.

Bedwell swallowed, and at first glance thought it was a wall, but as a man, he was violently thrown against the wall by the woman, and the wall beside his head made his scalp numb. The cracking sound, probably left a palm print on it.

"I said that you have been annoying since the beginning, and you dare to call yourself a Knight of the Round Table," Mordred patted Bedwell's face roughly, "Speak up if you have something to say!"

Bedwell looked at Mordred hesitantly.

To be honest, his feeling is very subtle now, even he has to admit that now Mordred's appearance and temperament, as long as he doesn't speak, is exactly the same as the king in his memory, as soon as Mordred speaks, he has It feels like being questioned by the rogue version of the king.

Inexplicable sense.

"I have something I want to give you," Bedwell took an arm that didn't belong to him, "with it you—"

"I refuse," Mordred slapped Bedwell's head with a slap. "Anyway, what you want to give me is the holy sword that you didn't return. Who wants that shit?"

But you look like you really want the holy sword.

Bedwell hesitated.

"It is the magic sword in my hand that ends the king's life, and it can only be it," Mordred grabbed Bedwell's collar, "What to do with that holy sword is your responsibility, since it is The Knights of the Round Table fulfilled their responsibilities to the end."

Bedwell sighed, "Is this okay? Without this holy sword, you cannot defeat the king who holds the holy spear."

"Huh? Don't underestimate me, Lord Mordred," Mordred grinned, "I am the rebellious knight who ended King Arthur who possessed both the holy spear and the holy sword."

Chapter 31 Envious?Envy no!

"Neck neck neck neck!"

Tatsuya Fujimaru tilted her head with tears in her eyes.

I can sleep on the legs of the pure white hero Sidika for one night. I am not envious. If I am envious, please prepare a neck that is not bad for King Kong.

Sidika stretched out her hand and grabbed Fujimaru Tachika's neck from behind.

"Crack-"

"Woohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhn

"Isn't that of course!" Sidika knocked on the head of Fujimaru Rika.

"Yeah, isn't that a really scary voice," Fujimaru Rika touched her neck, "but I didn't expect it to be so easy, and my neck is much more flexible."

"Of course~" Sidica raised her chin, "This is the trick I derived from Pankrasin. Although it's only the first time I've used it, it's great that it went so smoothly."

I always felt like I heard something interesting.

"Well, what was this move originally used for," Fujimaru Tachika raised his hand weakly.

"Break the cough cough cough, promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis," Sidika raised her head with some guilty conscience.

"Liar!! You clearly said to break it just now!" Fujimaru Rika jumped up, "Wait! It's the first time you've used it like this! What if I accidentally die!"

"Rika, even if a human's neck is broken, they won't die immediately," Sidika raised her hand and put it on Fujimaru Rika's shoulder, "You have to trust me, I won't let you die, as long as If you pull it back, you will surely come back to life.”

"I always feel that I can't be moved at all," Fujimaru Rika covered her face.

"Don't be discouraged," Sidika took Fujimaru Tatsuka's shoulders, "Today we have to go to another village, but we can't let the other party see your unreliable side."

"Understood~" Fujimaru Rika patted her face hard, grinning with a fearless smile, "How much do you think I've been through before standing in front of you."

"That's very good," Sidica chuckled, "This is the master who saves Humanity, the one who deserves the entrustment of heroes."

"Of course!"

5 minutes later.

"No, no, no! It's too fast! Hurry up and stop!!!"