I Will Eventually Embark On The Road Of No Return Called A Hero

"I just want to have a child with you..."

"en!!!" Cyd's eyes widened, and the rapid reversal made Cyd a little stunned .

"You can't even fulfill such a small wish," Atalanta slowly bent down and put his head on Cyd's chest, and the clothes on his body began to return to their original appearance. But the color is pitch black.

The madness brought by the wild boar skin completely disappeared her sanity, just like wild beast acting purely on instinct, the sensible Atalanta knows that even if she is unwilling to Cyd, the most important thing is now It is also to let Cyd come back, complaining that there is time, but after the sanity disappeared, all the things that Atalanta hid in his heart overflowed, and now his head is full of venting his feelings to Cyd.

Cyd cautiously raised his hand and slowly stretched out to the wild boar head on Atalanta's shoulder, in short, to pull this guy off first!

And then I grabbed the empty...

The wild boar head!

Cyd stared wide-eyed.

Chapter 68 Becomes a Breeze

At this moment Cyd gave up... no, lost in thought.

The wild boar head is the embodiment of the animal skin. In short, pulling this guy off will relieve Atalanta's current state of crazy self-exposure. If you don't remove it quickly, Atalanta will really be self-destructed in the future.

But the wild boar head is gone!

Does this mean that it has been lifted or that it has completely transformed into a mad rank that cannot be lifted!

Jeanne d'Arc was sitting on the side with the flag in her hands, looking confused like a golden retriever thrown aside by her master, and now she is beginning to wonder what she is here for, what Atalanta said Jeanne d 'The more Arc listened, the more it felt wrong.

Where are you going berserk! Confess while your head is not clear!

Anyway, from a certain point of view, Atalanta successfully held Cyd and made him unable to move, so it's not her doing, she just watched quietly... can't stand it!

Jeanne d'Arc covered her face.

One is a village girl who has never even talked about love and went to the battlefield early, until her death is a noble Saintess, the other is a simple high school girl, a good girl who prays every day, facing the wild nature of Atalanta Incomparably confided that they couldn't do anything other than cover their eyes with red faces and red ears and leak two slits.

"Well~ Ata, calm down first," Cyd raised his hand and touched Atalanta's head tentatively. He was relieved when he found that Atalanta still buried his head in his arms and didn't respond at all. Gently stroked her head, "When I come back, I will sit here and listen to your complaints."

"This time... won't you leave again?" Atalanta quietly The lifts the head, like a newborn kitten, clawed the clothes on Cyd's chest, for fear that Cyd would disappear.

"Ah~ of course not," Cyd stood up and hugged Atalanta, "it's time to fulfill the promise."

Jeanne d'Arc, who was sitting not far away, sighed softly In the end, she still had to make that decision, to cut off the hero's desire to fight for the [maybe] [possible] human crisis.

At least...you can't insult their consciousness and stand in front of them with your chest up!

Jeanne d'Arc took a deep breath and put the holy flag on the ground with open hands to block the way to the Holy Grail.

But she will never fight! Because this is her belief! There is nothing wrong with Cyd's wishes, Atalanta's wishes, so her holy flag and her faith will not point to them!

"Come on," Cyd patted Atalanta's back.

"Well," Atalanta nodded, getting up from Cyd.

"I... won't let you pass, but I will never resist!" Jeanne d'Arc looked at Cyd who was getting closer and closer.

"Okay, don't resist, don't resist," Cyd bent over and carried the resolute-eyed Jeanne d'Arc on his shoulders, just like carrying away the golden retriever who was lying on the side of the road and refused to go home. random.

"Wait...wait a moment! My resolve!" Jeanne d'Arc kicked her legs, her hands in front of her constantly chaotic as if she was holding on to her ever-shattering resolve.

"pa ———"

Atalanta pulled up the holy flag and placed it in Jeanne d'Arc's hand.

Jeanne d'Arc fell silent, clutching the flag.

I always feel that these two guys despise her very much. The key is that she has no way to refute them!

"Um..." Jeanne d'Arc lowered her head feebly, what did she come to Holy Grail War for?

"Don't make the sound of this little animal being bullied, you said yourself not to resist," Cyd carried Jeanne d'Arc moved towards the Holy Grail at a moderate pace.

"Even so..." Jeanne d'Arc bit her lip, "I finally made up my mind to face you and go... to deny your wish, but you are so casually perfunctory to me. ."

"I'm very serious...I'm perfunctory to you," Cyd sighed, "Don't think too much, you are not such a role, carry out your own beliefs, even if you know that your beliefs are in other people's. If you are wrong in your eyes, you have to keep your head up and carry it out, because you can always represent only yourself, as long as you can convince yourself that is enough."

"But..." Jeanne d'Arc's eyes dimmed. He whispered, "I can't even convince myself."

"Then don't worry about it. After all, we are human beings who are the rulers. We have ideas. Impossible executes the rules like a machine, even if it is a machine. We all fail even more how?" Cyd blinked, "Forgive us, we are imperfect humans, we always make mistakes, but we can't deny ourselves before the outcome, because we are right Go ahead on the premise, so...believe in your beliefs!"

"You're actually trying to persuade me not to use that Noble Phantasm to destroy the Holy Grail," Jeanne d'Arc sighed.

"Is found out?" Cyd tilted his head, "but I believe in my beliefs very much. I must come back. After all, someone is crying in my arms."

"No!" Atalanta's pretty face instantly turned red, and she raised her bow and placed the arrow behind Cyd's head.

"I'm serious now! After putting on a wild boar's skin, I no longer have the so-called morality, and my feelings for you will become killing intent at any time! Don't think that you just say a few words and then touch Touching my head can erase the wu wu in my heart..."

Cyd turned around and raised his hand to rub it on Atalanta's head.

"Well, you really worked hard."

"It's done," Jeanne d'Arc sighed.

"pa ――――"

"I want you to talk more!" Atalanta blushed, and then moved towards Jeanne d'Arc's ass. Shoot it down.

"It hurts! What are you doing!" Jeanne d'Arc burst into tears as she clutched her ass.

"Alright alright, don't make a fuss," Cyd sighed limply.

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“I have to say that this thing in life is really wonderful,” with a kick After kicking open his study, Shakespeare sat down on the seat, opened the blank paper in front of him, picked up the pen and started writing quickly.

"Even if there are only two sides, the tossed coin will still bring countless reverie, and the result will only be successful or not. It is really monotonous, but its process is extremely exciting, whether it is strong or not. A hurricane that can blow away all obstacles, or a gentle breeze that can only touch one's heart will change the direction of the coin."

"You who think that a hurricane can sweep everything and hold the result firmly in your hand I never thought that the breeze, which has never been put in my eyes, would become the key to turning the coin at the moment when the coin landed. Who would have guessed that you, who think you are a hurricane..." Shakespeare stretched after writing the final end and turned around. He stared at the night sky through the window.

"It became a breeze at the end."

"Even if it hasn't changed...no, it has changed, hasn't it?"

Amakusa Shirou under the vast starry sky Tokisada half-squinted his eyes on Semiramis' knee.

What, it's really a very simple thing...

He's always been concerned about how Semiramis manages to keep him in his sleep without waking him up. His head rested on her lap.