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

“en? You tell me what you want me to do first,” Mordred was wary, her ancestral intuition made her feel something was wrong.

“What? The Knight of Treachery who ended the legend of King Arthur is actually afraid of ending King Arthur again, as expected, you were just lucky that time,” Cyd held his waist with his right hand, his left hand provocative. Mordred dangled in front of him.

It's pretty obvious, but Mordred is one of those people who can't help but stomp on it because he knows it's a slasher.

"Ha!??? Come!"

"Anyway, take off your clothes first."

Mordred was silent for a while and then raised his voice. Take up the sword.

"Just kidding~" Cyd caught Mordred's sword with his bare hands.

"hmph, just like the guy who's talking all the time," Mordred shattered.

“Untie your hair anyway,” Cyd spread his hands.

"Tsk, can I just untangle my hair?" Mordred tutted a little unhappily, thrust his sword into the ground, and untied his hair.

Cyd frowned.

Originally, he thought that Mordred, who looks like a small and small character, It shouldn't be serious about getting his hair done, but didn't expect her to braid her hair and put it on her head, However, after being blown up, the ponytail blocked it.

What, aren't you quietly imitating that person? How about being a little more candid?

Probably noticed the change in Cyd's eyes, Mordred showed a tiger tooth like a threat.

Would you like to flatten this tooth.

Cyd thought seriously.

"And then what?" Mordred scratched his hair, which had a lot of curls and more curls.

"Stand still, I'll take care of your hair for you," Cyd circled behind Mordred and began to figure out how to make this unruly hair as unruly as its owner's.

"Don't do anything weird, be careful I hack you on the spot."

Well, I have to change the way I speak.

Cyd raised his hand and reached into Mordred's blonde hair, feeling the touch of his fingertips, Cyd nodded.

It's a long way off.

"Did you sigh just now?"

"No~" Cyd took out a large bucket of water from the scarf, "Anyway, let's help you soften your hair first. A little."

"Huh? Why do I have to make my hair sissy!" Mordred shook his fist in dissatisfaction.

"Makes you look like a reliable king," Cyd rolled the eyes, the tip of his left finger lightly tapped on the water, along with a ripple, a water ball appeared on his left hand .

He almost understood Mordred's point. This scumbag doesn't allow anyone to say good things about King Arthur, or bad things about King Arthur.

Isn't it the awkward version of Chef Wang, just go around a bit.

Reliable Wang is equal to King Arthur, King Arthur's hair is soft and dazzling like golden sand.

Because it didn't directly indicate that she wanted to make her hair look like King Arthur, although she would still mumble a couple of [too rude] [lightly], Mordred was completely at the mercy of Cyd.

Serenity bit her nails and looked at Mordred in dismay.

Unfortunately, her hair is soft and short.

Chapter Thirteen Broken Tooth

Man relies on clothing and tree bark.

lFujita and Serenity stared blankly at Mordred sitting on the stone.

The long, dazzling, golden hair fluttered in the wind, and because Mordred was sitting sideways on the stone, all they could see was the faintly discernible profile of the blond hair.

There are no cruel eyes, no rough tone, what they see is a dignified girl, or an elegant king.

"Liar," Serenity was in disbelief, she almost wondered if she was sitting there by a different person.

"Cough, it looks more mature now," L Teng Tai coughed a few times.

"Huh?! Your attitude has changed too fast!" Mordred jumped off the stone in dissatisfaction.

Ah, that dignified king is gone.

"Hey, I haven't braided you yet," the black-scaled claws gripped Mordred's shoulders and lifted her back to the stone.

"It's so troublesome, it's so nasty! You're a big man trying to help me with my hair," Mordred wriggled on the stone awkwardly.

"It's really sad," Cyd corner of mouth twitching, an arc flashing between his fingers.

Although he wanted to make Mordred physically numb, Cyd gave up this tempting idea considering the high probability that Mordred's hair would stand up.

"Time is running out," Cyd fiddled with Mordred's hair very skillfully, "when the Holy Bar is over, and the Lion King destroys beyond Holy Capital, Artoria is gone forever, and the rest There is only a god who has no heart."

Mordred clenched his fists.

"So you'll end Artoria," Cyd tucked the braid behind Mordred's head, then chuckled and pressed his right hand to her shoulder, "You're a slap in the face of no one. The king launched the Knight of Treachery."

Black's Dragon Scale slowly wriggled along his right hand to cover Mordred's body.

"It's up to you to correct the king's mistakes."

Cyd put down his right hand, and all the black scales covering Mordred began to stitch together.

Mordred looked at the armor gradually forming on his body with complex eyes.

Except the color is exactly the same as the old king's armor.

【Oh~ So you like that color scheme. ]

In an instant, the armor covering Mordred's body changed color.

[Okay, it's the same as the one you like]

Mordred was completely stunned.

Did someone talk in her head just now?

[Yes, that's your Miss Dragon~]

"Huh?!" Mordred grabbed the armor and started trying to remove it, "Don't Just kidding! You'll face it in this armor!"