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

"Huh? I said I'm not helping you!"

"Cough, what should we do," El-Melloi II tried to restrain himself as much as possible. Go to see Olga-Marie at the bottom of her majesty.

"Set the flag to activate the leyline," Karabo pulled out the dangerous-looking black key.

"Unexpectedly simple," Melvin stroked his chin, "Waver, your adventure this time is a bit boring."

"Indeed, that is, in a bunch of animals that will automatically prey on Finding the leyline's place in the plant pile is nothing but a blizzard," El-Melloi II said angrily.

"Oh oh oh oh! Isn't this super interesting!" Melvin gave a thumbs up, "This trip is not in vain."

"Tsk, you are really soul of a deceased has not yet dispersed," Cyd scratched the back of his head, "you go first."

"en?" El-Melloi II was stunned for a while, then suddenly nodded, "Give it to You!"

"You can't win," Cyd spread his hands after the entire group of El-Melloi II disappeared in a blizzard, "you know this better than anyone."

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"Yes, I've thought about this many times before, but..." Hephaestion slowly walked out of the blizzard, "He proved to us that no matter how incredible it is, we can do it if we want to. I'm here."

"Well, I agree with this," Cyd nods, "but that's because there is a reason, what is the reason for standing in front of me now? Do you want to What reason to defeat me?"

"Then what reason did you use to protect him," Hephaestion clenched his sword.

"He's a man who pursues an unreachable dream," Cyd raised his right hand, black scales spilling out of his scarf and covering his right arm, "but he's too fragile, fragile. There's a concern that he'll fall halfway."

"That's why...I hate him!" Hephaestion raised his voice.

"Boom---"

The heavy snow rose like a wave, hot steam poured out from the stagnant train, and the heavy snow accumulated on it was instantly washed away. evaporation.

"That's pretty cool," Cyd pursed his lips.

The leyline is activated, so even the Child of Einnashe can't trap the Mystic Eyes Collection Train, but the real crisis for El-Melloi II isn't over yet.

At least the Servant in front of him, who claims to be Hephaestion, is an unavoidable obstacle for El-Melloi II.

"You, no, what's your purpose?"

"It's done, you can't stop it." Hephaestion laughed and disappeared into the blizzard.

"Is it true?" Cyd glanced at his left bowl, "The most critical factor in solving a case is knowing the enemy's purpose, El-Melloi II, you are too passive, memories will give you strength , and will also become your shackles."

Chapter 94 Take a break and catch up with him again

[I already know the truth! ]

El-Melloi II, who was rubbing his head by Gray, suddenly declared so.

That is the look that has got most of the pieces.

Although I don't know what El-Melloi II discovered along the way, it is certain that vortex has been solved by him, and the most critical hypothesis has been established.

"Have you found out who the culprit is?" Cyd asked, wiping Olga-Marie's head with a towel.

"It's almost enough," El-Melloi II nods. "Now there's only verification left. Although it may be a bit of a gamble, I'm pretty sure he'll hit it."

Well, Gray's craft is as good as ever.

Ah~ the hot towel is so comfortable...

"I'm already an adult, I can do such a small thing myself!" Olga-Marie blushed and struggled, But it didn't work at all, "I'm not like the guy on the other side who looks like he can't take care of himself!"

El-Melloi II:  …

"pu hahahahaha!" Add what Needless to say, but the harsh laughter made El-Melloi II a little embarrassed.

It seems...Gray usually takes care of him as a child who can't take care of himself.

"Cough, Gray, I'd better do it myself," El-Melloi II wanted to stand up, but embarrassingly...

He didn't have as much strength as Gray!

"It's fine, Master, I'm used to it," Gray simply thought that El-Melloi II just thought it would bother her, so he pressed El-Melloi II's shoulders a little bit hard, "I want to repay the Master, so just help the Master with your cleaning, changing your clothes and combing your hair, etc. just leave it to me as always."

Now Olga-Marie and Cyd are watching El-Melloi II's The eyes became very strange.

You...isn't a life wreck...

"Gray has worked hard for you," Cyd gave a thumbs up, "This guy might not be able to live without you. "

"I... I'm just doing something that can help the Master," Gray blushed and lowered his head, "That's the only thing I can help the Master."

“No, you’ve been a huge help,” El-Melloi II feels like a cold sweat as he thinks about what his life would be like without Gray.

At least his room will be turned into an alternative junkyard.

"Thank you!" Gray lifts the head with some surprise.

"No, it's on my side," El-Melloi II covered his face.

Now think about how much trouble I've caused Gray, even her beloved leather shoes are helped to maintain by her, ah... It's shameful to say that accepting her as a disciple has taught her how useful it is now I'm really a useless adult.

"Hey! Don't read other people's minds without authorization! And when will you find out!" El-Melloi II moved towards Cyd, who was talking in each minding their own business.

"I found out on the first day, maybe your muddy leather shoes won't clean themselves," Cyd draped a dry towel over his shoulders and awkwardly straightened Olga-Marie's messy silver hair. , "Someone has to say it, El-Melloi II of dark."

"Please don't add nicknames to my name," El-Melloi II corner of mouth twitching stood up, "almost It's also when the time comes."

"Are you going to fight?" Cyd patted his hand.

"To expose his conspiracy head-on, to crush his purpose with all my strength," El-Melloi II pushed up his glasses, "this is my battle method."

"I absolutely Won't forgive the culprit who killed Trisha!" Olga-Marie shook her hair and stood up, and thanks to Cyd's [rough] behavior, the poor looking little girl reverted to the imposing Little Princess .

"Let's go," El-Melloi II pushed open the door, "it's time to fight back!"

"Good Master!" Gray, but only a few steps away I felt a pull from the back collar, and then the soles of my feet were empty.

She was brought up again.

“El-Melloi II, give me your recipe first,” Cyd shook Gray in his hands, “don’t worry, just let her rest for a while.”

“en ?" El-Melloi II's eyes narrowed slightly, and although Gray tried his best to hide his face, he could still clearly see the hair sticking together under the hood, and the frozen red neck.

Am I... an idiot?

I've been rushing to the front, and in the end, in order to block the Forest of Einnashe's back, how could Gray be all right...