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

Arash glanced at the rice bag in Tengta's hand.

Emmm——

That's not enough for a day.

"Actually—"

"Boom—"

Facing the waterfall-like grains spewing from the rice bag, Arash mouth opened wide, before The villagers who glared at Cyd let go of their sticks.

"Let's change the environment a little bit," Cyd flicks with the finger, "The child's growth environment is very important."

The power of Goddess of Harvest is fully open, hidden Plants in the midst of the earth are rejuvenated, no, far from being rejuvenated to a pediatric level.

Like a god, the harvest came to this barren village, and flowers bloomed in the village where there was no grain.

"Welcome to East Village!"

Arash smiled haha with open arms.

'PS Iceborne is really strong ((?(//?Д/?/)?))

Chapter 18 is like a dream

Artoria Sitting on the throne, looking down expressionlessly at the Knights of the Round Table with one-knee kneels on the ground.

They are begging Lion King to lower the penalty.

Invincible, ah no, Gawain, who was three times stronger during the day, was thrown into the wall by a shield at the main entrance of Holy Capital with the blessing bestowed by the Lion King. It's a shameful word to describe it.

Not only did he not bring back the selected soul, but he also did not solve any of the human beings that should have been excluded. Usually Agravain would have shouted to execute Gawain, but this time he didn't say anything and even asked Lion King Don't put Gawain to death.

According to the information at hand, the fortress that held prisoners with important information was breached, and the person who started it was Mordred. Unexpectedly, he was not surprised at all, and even had a kind of [what Ah, how did you betray the subtle feeling.

To tell the truth, if Lancelot betrays him, he will be somewhat surprised, but Mordred will not, will not at all, Mordred, who hangs the flag symbolizing the fall of the king's head all day long, will not betray him, but will feel that Uncomfortably, every day guarding against Mordred's sudden stab in the back.

However, Mordred's brain actually knew that he would go to jail first, which surprised him a little. He had always suspected that Mordred rebelled against King Arthur and caused King Arthur's death. It was nonsense, but now I see it. It was possible that the king believed Mordred too much, and Mordred was not as stupid as he thought.

And this time is almost exactly the same as the legend of King Arthur, King once again let Mordred go, and Mordred is ready to raise the flag of rebellion once again.

But this time he's alive! Never let that ending happen again!

From the very beginning, he suggested to kill this guy, but Mordred was so good when he appeared, Artoria told her to go wherever she went, and she could still use her as a bomb. Laughing haha's next.

"I made two big mistakes in a row, please punish the king," Gawain lowered his head.

He has no face to ask for forgiveness after having been deflated twice in a row.

It's a real shame.

Artoria raised her finger expressionlessly, and the rays of light of judgment converged at her fingertips. With this blow, even Gawain, who is now in the daytime, is unlikely to survive.

"Wait a moment King! Now is not the time to execute Lord Gawain." Although he knew that it was not in his style, Agravain stood up and stood up in front of Gawain.

"Sir Agravain," Gawain looked at Agravain in disbelief.

[Reversed] Tristan tentatively didn't mention it, he thought that Agravain would definitely watch from the sidelines, after all, the bloodline connection between them was like a fart.

"Why?" Artoria dropped her fingers.

"Wang, the current situation is not very good, we need the power of Gawain," Agravain took a deep breath to let his tone become indifferent.

"Holy Capital won't be breached, and Saint-Barre will end soon," Artoria said without any emotion in her tone.

“In this world, no one can resist the king’s majesty.”

Although the temple of the Sun King in the desert can block it, the previous Cyd can also rely on it. Pure physical strength carries the prestige, but who else can do it except the two of them?

Now I'm afraid that the two of them will join forces, plus the rebellious Mordred.

My scalp tingles just thinking about it.

"But Wang, Mordred knows the truth about Shengba. If she deliberately promotes our situation, our situation will become very passive, and many ideal souls may not come to Holy Capital because of this."

Agravain explained it seriously, at least he would have done it.

"What a sad thing this is," Tristan's fingers brushed against the bowstring.

"Then what do you think, Mr. Agravain?" Artoria's eyes moved, and now her purpose is to keep the right soul forever. If there is a situation as Agravain said, then she will It is necessary to get serious.

“Now we have to confirm whether Mordred has joined forces with the Sun King,” Agravain gritted his teeth, “Let Lancelot go to the desert to find out the situation, the worst result is that you end the holy war early.”

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"Saint-Barre must go to the end," Artoria flatly rejected Agravain's proposal to end Saint-Barth early.

"Then let Lancelot find out, you can't leave Holy Capital until you're a last resort king," Agravain sighed.

He is confident that no one can match the power of the king, but in this world there will always be monsters beyond common sense, Ozymandias stationed in the desert is one, Cyd is one, and the legendary Assassin .

Don't let Wang take any risks!

East Village.

"Where am I?"

The dizzy Cursed Arm looked at the vibrant village in confusion, the children were laughing in the flowers, and the adults were gentle Watching the children, harvesting grain.

It's just what he's dreaming about.

"Sure enough, I haven't woken up yet."

Without any hesitation, Cursed Arm raised his hand and gave himself a mouth.

He had to wake up immediately, maybe while he was indulging in his dreams, those people were still suffering.

"It hurts! Ah!? Isn't this a dream!"

Cursed Arm stared blankly at everything in front of him, his hands shaking a little.

"Is it so moved that I want to cry?" Cyd smiled and handed a rice ball to Cursed Arm.

“en?! Who wants—”

Cursed Arm subconsciously wanted to slap the food in Cyd's hands.

"Those children made it for you~" Cyd pointed to the small skeleton placed with black rice in the center of the rice ball, and at the same time a small head stuck out from behind Cyd, looking expectantly. looking at Cursed Arm.

"Thank you, really, thank you very much," Cursed Arm rubbed his hands vigorously, as if holding up Supreme Treasure and took over the not-so-good-looking rice balls that child made.