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

Dreyfus and the Holy Knight corner of mouth twitching behind him, Your Majesty, you only met this man today, why do you have a long-term relationship Attitude, people are troubled.

[Vision]'s magical power is powerful, but this ability to predict the future always makes people around Bartra feel confused. After all, Bartra always uses strange words or strange behaviors to express prophecies.

"It doesn't matter to me~ but I don't need the position of the Great Holy Knight, after all, the Great Holy Knight sounds like an admirable position, and I, who have not made any effort, are not qualified to sit. In that position."

Bartra's attitude has made Cyd unable to refuse. Although he has the idea of finding the news of the gods through Bartra, he is more unable to refuse Bartra's pure goodwill.

Dreyfus has a better impression of Cyd. This kind of magnanimous attitude at least shows that Cyd is not an evil person, but it does not mean that he will shake the bottom line.

"Then let's have a fight where men understand each other, and both sides must do their best!"

The king with a big heart is completely unaware that Holy Knight's full strength means What, at least his sturdy-looking body will be blown away in an instant.

Dreyfus turned his back to Bartra deeply sighed, he didn't mind being seen by the white-haired man as he had a headache about the king's decision, because the white-haired man was also having a headache from Bartra's words, Cyd and Dreyfus tacitly pretended not to hear.

Dreyfus retracted the drawn one-inch sword after noticing that Cyd did not have any weapon-like equipment in his hands, his pride would not allow him to draw the weapon to the unarmed.

"Liones Holy Knight Dreyfus."

"Normal Person Cyd."

The two stood face to face with bare hands, no one took the lead, Cyd was pure It's because I don't want to make things too big, so I don't want to do it first. Dreyfus was the exact opposite. When he stood in front of Cyd, the man looked like he was covered in weak spots, but every time he was about to take aim at the weak spot, his nerves throbbed to warn him.

This white-haired young man named Cyd is definitely not a simple ordinary person, and judging from that casual but capable of attacking from any angle, this man must have mastered extremely destructive fighting. technique.

Isn't there no weapon but no need at all?

It had nothing to do with magical power, he didn't realize Cyd's strength for the first time, at least he had already lost the battle with his bare hands.

"It was my fault. I, who judged you as an ordinary person because of the first impression, didn't seem to have enough exercise. I might lose with such bare hands." Dreyfus admitted himself, the tightness under the armor. The body relaxes.

"Oh~ are you going to admit defeat?" Cyd's eyes shined, although he is not afraid of any battle, but he can do nothing if he can, especially when the sun is going down, he may not be able to accept it. stop.

"No, I'm going to fight with all my strength!"

Dreyfus snapped out the long sword from his waist and aimed it at Cyd, his face full of seriousness that gave Cyd a headache.

It sucks to be overwhelmed, but it's better than ink until dusk.

Cyd moved towards Dreyfus and hooked up, to be honest it was his first time fighting Holy Knight and he was also curious how strong Holy Knight was.

Judging from the sturdy body that can't be concealed even in armor, Dreyfus undoubtedly has the sword technique with the same thousand hammers, hundred refinements as the will. Sadly, the fight he's been through has been desperately long, and Cyd is confident he can neutralize Dreyfus' attack in a way that's not too exaggerated.

So attack! Look at me very ordinary...

"[Break ]!"

A white laser condensed from magical power was fired from the tip of Dreyfus' sword and hit Cyd. The beam described as fierce made Cyd subconsciously raise his hand and hold it towards the beam.

"Stupid, my magical power [Break] can run through everything, you are..." Dreyfus was suddenly stunned, he and Cyd seemed to be in an ordinary battle, not a Life and Death Battle , because Cyd's casual and perfunctory expression made him subconsciously use magical power.

"Your Majesty, your..." Dreyfus was about to plead guilty to Bartra but found Bartra looking at him with his chin up.

"Why is Sir Dreyfus watching old man, your opponent is still standing?"

"What?"

Dreyfus turned his head sharply, Cyd, who ate his attack that almost no one dared to face, was actually unscathed. The only person who could attack him directly was probably Cyd's right hand, which was smoking white smoke.

"Hey hey hey, this is not what I imagined."

Cyd's eyes twitched slightly, just like Archmage enchant with magic and punched people with fists, a Knight He actually used a sturdy body to pose for magic, and it seemed that it was quite a feat for him to take this blow. The Holy Knights behind Liones showed admiring expressions.

It seems that low-key is not coming.

Chapter Four Promise

Cyd knew when the Holy Knight named Dreyfus wielded his long sword and slashed down. strong moment. Dreyfus's slash fell like a mountain, and the instinct of the body, which had been silent, was awakening like a sleeping tiger under the stimulation of the strong wind.

Cyd moved his left forefinger lightly, this simple action made Dreyfus's eyes narrow, a sense of fatal crisis, but he slashed down with a sword regardless.

“Boom—”

The earth seemed to be hit by a meteorite and was pushed out of a huge pothole, but this pothole just appeared in an instant and was completely destroyed by a spiral force. Dig away, and a transparent vortex of sheer power penetrates the Dreyfus point body like a drill.

Dreyfus lowered his head, looked towards his chest, a finger was only a few millimeters away from his heart, and the spiral crack was spreading outward at the position of the finger.

This finger stayed on his chest before his sword hit the middle, and even then he cut it down without any hesitation.

The body of his will is as immortal as his magical power. As long as his will is unshakable, his sword can penetrate everything, his body can resist any attack, and his will will It won't be corroded by any evil, but...

"Kaza-"

The hard armor turned into pieces and scattered on the ground, exposing the sturdy upper body of Dreyfus looked towards the sky behind him, where the thick clouds had been dug out with a spiral trace.

"It was me who lost."

Dreyfus retracted his sword and admitted his defeat, his body could not bear the destructive force of this finger touching him , and his sword could not penetrate the body of this white-haired youth named Cyd, the feeling that he was shaking the world made him feel that Cyd had an immortal body.

"Your Majesty, I think Cyd has the strength and character to be the Great Holy Knight, and now all he lacks is merit." With great power but always in front of ordinary travelers, this may be the The reason why Bartra recruited Cyd, as for moral character, was that Dreyfus didn't want to think bad things about people like this.

Cyd relaxed, not because of Dreyfus' approval but because Dreyfus has nothing to do. It was Cyd's instinct to destroy that part the moment he touched the enemy, and if accidentally Dreyfus would rot into pieces like his armor.

"Actually, old man is not just recruiting and recruiting." Bartra stroked his beard, and his eyes that could see the future were very deep. He said slowly, which made the whole continent feel uneasy. words.

"Holy War."

An ancient prophecy called Britannia Continent that the greatest threat to Britannia will come when a meteor crosses the sky, which has been known since ancient times. The trial of destiny that has been decided is also the omen of the Holy War of the Guide of Light and the Bloodline of Black.

Dreyfus's eyes narrowed. If it was for Holy War, there were as many Holy Knights with powerful powers as possible.

"So Your Majesty is for Holy War?"

"No, it's avoidance."

"Huh?" Dreyfus was taken aback, although he Not some martial artist with a mind full of battles, but at times like this all he really wants is to face Holy War head-on and win.

But Bartra's idea is to avoid it. From the people's point of view, this is really the best way to deal with it. War means casualties and losses. With [Vision] magical power, Bartra can completely avoid war and cut off all signs of war.

As a Knight who protects the kingdom, it is naturally best to avoid war, but... why does Holy Knight exist without war.

"Cyd, old man hope you can help me avoid Holy War in the ancient prophecy."

Bartra walked up to Cyd.

“Old man thinks that you may not like war, so are you willing to help old man avoid all wars and let this country be at peace forever? The deadline will be until you find someone you want to find.”

"Okay," Cyd casually spread his hands, "it's not a problem to bring another one, right ."