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

"Notice, this train is about to enter Child of Einnashe, sorry for the inconvenience to all passengers, please protect yourself."

"Huh?!"

The Olga-Marie and El-Melloi II who have been lying in bed all while loudly roared.

"What's that?" Cyd tilted his head. There shouldn't be many things that could surprise El-Melloi II and Olga-Marie, so what exactly is this Child of Einnashe.

"Tsk, it looks like this prisoner has made a lot of preparations," El-Melloi II raised his hand impatiently and patted the window, "Mystic Eyes Collection Train will never do such a thing. Dangerous thing, the Mystic Eyes Collection Train running on the leyline can be forced to change the direction, the prisoner must have changed the surrounding leylines!"

Gray, who did not understand at all, didn't know What to do looked left and right, and finally raised his hand, "That... I'll go outside and see."

"No!" El-Melloi II rubbed the bridge of his nose, "This is Dead Apostle Forest, there's no difference between being fully prepared and dying."

"pa ――――"

Something hit the window, but El-Melloi II didn't Didn't care, now he was thinking how to get this Mystic Eyes Collection Train out.

"Master...Master..." Gray's eyes widened and tremblingly pointed to the position where El-Melloi II clapped, "Hand...hand..."

" Huh? Hands?" El-Melloi II looked towards the position where he clapped his hands with a puzzled face.

A bloody hand just clapped where his hand was.

Even through the glass, I can still feel the temperature of your palm, because this is the only warmth in this cold world... a ghost!

"Wei...... Uncle......"

The bloody hands began to tighten, and he stood up alone in the blizzard.

"pu ――――"

Before El-Melloi II could react, his vision was covered in blood.

El-Melloi II: ………………

"Yeah~ I thought it was dead," the white-haired youth wrapped in a blanket showed his face while holding hot coffee. avoided a catastrophe's smile, "It's really good Waver to be able to meet you~"

The frivolous tone made Olga-Marie frowned, unreliable, this is her evaluation of this man.

"Why are you here Melvin!" El-Melloi II showed a stomachache.

Cyd frowned, only Reines could make El-Melloi II look like that.

"Because we are good friends~" Melvin said very freely, "I heard that you were involved in the Mystic Eyes Collection Train and I threw away all the things in my hands and came here."

Memories are the source of strength and the shackles of all ninety-three chapters

Because they are close friends, even if you make unreliable requests to me, I will nodded without the slightest hesitation.

Because I am a close friend, I will take out all my savings without the slightest hesitation even if I know that this is a debt that may not be recovered.

Because I'm a close friend, so...

I must be the first person to see you weeping bitter tears.

El-Melloi II sighed, the person who was still vomiting blood in front of him was probably the person he could rely on the most and could not rely on.

To ask him for help is the same as selling your soul to the devil, the devil will betray the world for you, but what you pay is absolutely equal.

But unfortunately he's always begging Melvin.

Whether it's borrowing money to travel to Holy Grail War or to buy El-Melloi's classroom, it seems that as long as it has something to do with money, Melvin can always be as good as God. fulfilled request.

And the price charged is just an interesting story.

"How...how did you get the invitation," El-Melloi II rubbed the temple.

"Ah~ this thing can be obtained with just a little bit of tricks," Melvin spread his hands, "In order to be able to get to your best friend, I specially got a helicopter, although it was strange because of this. The woods are messed up."

"You really have your style," El-Melloi II couldn't help sighed, and planned to use a helicopter to chase the Mystic Eyes Collection Train that was advancing on the leyline, And catch up.

"Shouldn't we be thinking about what to do with this Child of Einnashe?" Cyd knocked on the window.

"This isn't the real Forest of Einnashe after all," El-Melloi II pushed his eyes and stood up. "There is someone on this train who should be able to solve this situation."

Cyd chuckled.

It's almost time for me to help...

"Please help us solve this situation," El-Melloi II said to the priest named Karabo, in a very earnest tone.

"Uh, um, I was going to come to you for help, but..." Karabo pointed to Cyd who was lying on the table not far away as if he had lost his dream, "What happened to him."

"Nothing, just because I hit my knee with the emergency brake," El-Melloi II shrugged.

He really doesn't want to use Cyd's power until it's a last resort, and if it's just in front of them, it's okay, if he shows the power of Hero of Pure White in front of other Magicians, it will set off a fight. Mystic Eyes Collection Train even bigger vortex.

As long as I ask him, he will definitely be able to easily get through this time of difficulties, but he is such a stupid person, he obviously has a lot of easy choices to live, but he has to choose the hardest one of the.

"We'd better get some more hands if we can," Karabo touched the scar on his face.

"I, I, puff..." Melvin waved as he spat blood.

Gray was a little hesitant while holding the handkerchief. No matter how much he bleed, it didn't look like he was okay.

How do humans survive such a blood loss?

Then she saw Melvin skillfully taking out a tube of potion.

"That's right, get some more staff!" El-Melloi II nods.

But something embarrassing happened.

No one wants to help them.

Almost all Magicians kept their doors closed, and even set up a Formation to prevent anyone from breaking in. Even Hishiri Adashino of the Department of Policies refused El-Melloi II's request.

Someone will solve it anyway, so I don't need to risk my life to get involved in this matter.

Very Magician.

"It's alright! I'm still a candidate for Sensei's number one lover!" Yvette, as always, said something that made her stomach hurt.

"Please bury your head in the snow immediately," El-Melloi II exhaled, "better never lift it up again."

"First Well, I'm not helping you," Olga-Marie said earnestly with her arms crossed over her chest.

“Well, thanks,” Cyd reached out and rubbed Olga-Marie's head.