I could kill you, but I just knocked you out, so I don't mean anything.

Very hardcore.

"If there is a message from that lord, there should be no Hassan who will not listen," Serenity raised his hand weakly.

PS I feel that the recent slot is a bit too much G, the update of science students seems to be yesterday, but it has already ended, and the gun sister is mighty!

Chapter 20 is getting closer to death

"I said you weren't kidding."

Cyd, carrying the package, shouted helplessly ahead Mordred walking.

"It's annoying, you've asked for the third time."

Mordred waved his hand impatiently.

"Do you think I'm joking?"

Cyd corner of mouth twitching.

【Is that guy strong? ]

[To kill you is as easy as blowing out a candle]

[Then it is necessary to see it]

Then they set foot on on a journey to find that old man.

Cyd hopes Mordred is joking, if possible.

"At least lead the way," Cyd glanced at the bottomless cliff beside him and leaned in silently, "Are you sure this is really the right way?"

"Isn't that Cursed Arm pointing in this direction?" Mordred spread his hands, "And my intuition is very accurate, it must be right to go here."

Oh, Cursed Arm Really just raised a finger.

"Sure enough, you should bring a Hassan," Cyd squeezed his neck, "Even if he does find the one they say, he probably doesn't know us."

"Then Just tie him out," Mordred shrank her neck, not knowing why, she felt a little cold from the beginning, "and can't you see it? The Cursed Arm, who is not afraid of death, is afraid, since he is afraid. There's no need to come together, I'm not afraid anyway."

Cyd's eyes moved.

Serenity had planned to follow, but her body was shaking, not with excitement, but with fear.

But the respect in their eyes is not false.

The [Hassan] who is feared and respected by the being named [Hassan].

"Really, Mordred promised me to stand behind me when I see the grown-up later," Cyd squeezed his left hand, "and don't treat him like any other Hassan."

Mordred was silent for a while and then cut off angrily.

This is probably a promise.

It's pretty hard for this kid to admit it after all, but-

Hassan of Hassans, First and Last Hassan.

The crystals representing Hades' blessing are flashing.

He is dying.

East Village.

"Sure enough, I'd better follow it!" Serenity, who had been circling all the time, couldn't help but say, "That Mordred's arrogance will definitely anger the adult, and if there is no Hassan as a sacrifice."

>

"Enough!" Cursed Arm stood up, "Even if you want to go, it's not you. The Hassan of this era is me, and the Hassan who should [die] is me."

"Don't Noisy," Arash patted Cursed Arm's shoulder and pushed a rice ball in front of Cursed Arm, "you just pointed in one direction, maybe they can't find a way and come back."

"Say, that's what I said," Cursed Arm sat back weakly.

Although he can say arrogant words like [I will also go], but if he really wants to go, he will still be cowardly.

"Who knows, Mordred's intuition is very good, maybe he can really grope there," L Fujita took a bite of the rice ball, squinting and enjoying the air blowing from the flowers. breeze.

How long have I not felt such a peaceful wind.

"waaaahhhhh! Is this Taoyuan Township!"

Familiar voice and familiar figure.

L Fujita put down the rice ball and covered her face with her hands.

Okay, the momentary silence is gone.

"Ah! Fujita! Have you escaped! As expected of my discipline!"

L Fujita put down his hand helplessly.

"Miss Sanzang, you're running too fast!" Ritsuka Fujimaru gasping for breath caught up, when she saw the appearance of East Village, her mouth opened wide, "I'm going!"

"Miss Sanzang!" p>

"Oh, I really saw an incredible scene," Da Vinci looked at the fertile East Village, which was completely opposite to the desolation outside, "it doesn't look like it was born naturally."

Mash silently raised his hand and pressed it on the shield, symbolizing that the blessing of the harvest is flickering. The place is favored by the harvest, but even she can't achieve the effect that is close to power, after all Her power was acquired by Chaldea in a series of ways plus Cyd's tacit consent.

He is back.

Mash's mouth slightly raised.

"Hey hey hey! It's not like the landscape of this era at all," Roman nearly spit coffee on the screen, "Which Divine Immortal manifested here!"

The refugees who followed Ritsuka Fujimaru stared dully at the fertile East Village.

Many of them left here with the luck that they might be selected by Holy Capital.

But is this really the East Village where they once lived?

"Ah~ the Singularity is stable," Ritsuka Fujimaru put his hand on Mash's shoulder, "He's back, right."

"Yeah," Mash Raising his hand and wiping the corner of his eyes, "I always believed."

"Really, I have a lot of things to complain to him about," Ritsuka Fujimaru stretched out, "we are face to face. A lot of debts he owes, when the time comes you must complain well."

The moron Jason, the sickly Medea, the majestic mother group, the blackened stalker Atalanta.

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