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

My Bedivere has something to do! How can you give up here!

"Come on!"

"Mash must only smash rocks," reminded Ritsuka Fujimaru.

"Okay, okay!" Mash squeezed the shield's handshake.

As long as you don't beat Jason up like Hercules did, it's easy!

"Come, come, come and have a look, there's a big stone in your chest!"

Da Vinci started shouting very skillfully, and all the refugees' attention was focused on on Bedivere.

"Mr. Bedivere's smile is up to you," Ritsuka Fujimaru gave Bedivere a thumbs up.

"A smile? Leave it to me!" Bedivere froze for a moment, then his eyes became very firm.

Mash took a deep breath and raised his shield.

"Boom—"

"Asshole!"

Mordred, covering his mouth, chopped his feet angrily, like he was angry when he was robbed of a toy Like a little child, at this time, you just need to walk over and touch your head, unless the ground has become bumpy.

"Cyd-sama, it's about to enter Hassan's reconnaissance range, Mordred looks like this," Serenity pulled Cyd's clothes with some embarrassment, "will be regarded as an intruder."

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"It's true in every sense," laughed.

"Lord King and the little child's temper is almost over, you've been making trouble all the way," Cyd sighed helplessly, "Isn't it just frustrating your two teeth."

Mordred's mouth fiercely twitched.

It was definitely a shame for her life. After Cyd opened her mouth, she could only watch the file grind on her teeth, and the sour feeling she had never experienced was irritating her tears. soared out.

In order to cover up this embarrassing fact, she deliberately made trouble all the way.

“Magician, my hair is messed up,” Mordred took a few deep breaths and pointed to his hair.

"Okay~"

Serenity bit her nails and looked at Mordred enviously.

“First of all, I’m definitely not going to apologize for what I did in the past, because it’s pointless, and I’m not going to beg for help,” Mordred said earnestly with his arms crossed.

"Of course, even apologizing won't change the fact that those people are dead. The enemy is the enemy. You swing the sword for yourself, they swing the sword for faith, there is no so-called right or wrong," Cyd patted Hand looked at the hair back to its original state with satisfaction, "There is no need for you to ask, because you are going to challenge Lion King as a king."

"You absolutely can't do it," L Fujita complained.

In the beginning, Mordred was hated by Hassan for killing the people of the mountain, and now he goes to Hassan with the attitude that I don't apologize, I don't ask for help, or recruit them. It's just a provocation.

“Even if they do apologize, they will only shout one sentence. Do you think an apology is useful! Then do it,” Cyd spread his hands, “Mordred’s reputation on their side is really bad, convince them The probability is zero, it would be better to say that they will start fighting as soon as they meet. The best way is to knock them all down but not kill any of them, and then have the following conversation."

"Oh, no! Not to mention Magician, you're a good idea, I like it," Mordred's mouth twitched.

“so that's how it is, use absolute martial power to prove that you have no malicious intentions,” L Fujita touched the chin denomination, “it is indeed much faster than using words to prove that you have no malicious intentions.”

"Please don't beat my comrades too badly," Serenity, who had foreseen that his Hassan comrades were about to be beaten, bent down.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of the size," Cyd gave a thumbs up, "because I'm learning self-protection, so what I'm good at is grappling, making sure they have a lot of body parts. The fall of the parts."

Serenity relaxed after seeing Cyd's sunny smile.

"G?! You're the only one! I'll fight too!" Mordred waved his hand vigorously, "Make sure to keep those Hassan killed!"

" pa ——"

Cyd patted Mordred's face with both hands and kneaded Mordred's face as hard as he kneaded dough.

"Who do you think is the reason we had to fight them first."

"wū wū wū wū woo." Mordred pushed Cyd's face hard, Trying to interrupt Cyd's disrespectful behavior, but Cyd's strength is stronger than her, she can only be handled by Cyd like a cat.

Why does my face hurt more and more! ! !

"But then it's up to you to convince them," Cyd let go. "No one's going to help you, you have to use your charisma to get those Hassans to trust you and be your sword."

"Don't worry, I'll let them follow me willingly," Mordred touched his face that was about to lose his senses, "how do I feel weird, wait! Why do I feel like I can't make any expressions!"

In fact, she really couldn't make any expressions.

The dignified face finally has a matching high cold, or facial paralysis.

Mordred tried to give a big smile, but only slightly raised the corners of his mouth, instead revealing a very soft chuckle.

"What the hell did you do!" Mordred grabbed Cyd's collar.

"This is a special magic that makes you handsome by destroying your face~" Cyd raised his head erratically.

"You looked me in the eyes and said!" Mordred stood on tiptoe and tried to make eye contact with Cyd, "I'm not going to be able to put on such a disgusting smile for the rest of my life!"

"So cute~"

Mordred blushed after five seconds of silence and opened his mouth to bite.

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Chapter 16 I have no malice!

I am Hassan of the Cursed Arm. I have been working hard to protect the refugees. Although with the help of another hero, life in this village is quite comfortable, but many problems will soon be overcome. Living.

Although this is a natural hideaway, the food reserves have been declining, and the Knights of the Round Table's search for them has never stopped.

And he has a feeling that the distance is coming to an end.

But there's nothing they can do, the Knights of the Round Table alone is the existence they can't overcome, even more how the Lion King who bestows their blessing, they don't even have the ability to enter the Holy Capital.

Maybe the Knights of the Round Table will find their village in the next second and rush in to kill it.

How is that possible? Although it looks mild and has no deterrent effect, that one is the prototype of the equivalent to archer, the hero Arash, with him watching, even if Knights of the Round Table appears here, They can know too!

"This is the village of the Mountain People," Cyd frowned looked all around, "a lot worse than I expected."

"It seems my Noble Phantasm It's useful," Lteng Tai patted the rice bag. "Not enough food is the most unfortunate thing in this world, and my Noble Phantasm exists to deny misfortune." Good guy, and one of those super nice guys.

"Everyone," Serenity took a deep breath.