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

King Hassan stared blankly at the Cursed Arm lying on the ground with a blushing mask.

I always feel that the result is no different from his direct slashing with a sword.

Want to try again?

King Hassan turned his head and looked towards the hideaway tree, only revealing a head quietly peeping at their Serenity.

"Serenity?"

Serenity shuddered, the respect and fear from in the depth of one's soul made her run out in a very embarrassed one-knee kneels in front of King Hassan.

"What are you waiting for when you are wrapped in poison?"

"A love that will never be eroded, or someone who is willing to touch you even if you know that hell is ahead. "

Serenity shuddered, some incredible lifts the head looking up at King Hassan.

“suffer the loneliness of being unable to touch anyone, you live up to the name of Hassan, thank you for your hard work.”

"pa ――”

Serenity He fell to the ground with the same posture as Cursed Arm.

King Hassan Serenity.

As expected of this adult.

Cyd came to King Hassan with Mordred punching and kicking.

"Not as a monitor and judge, just a senior who is admired by everyone," Cyd chuckled, "How does it feel?"

"Not bad," King Hassan looked towards a village with happy laughter and cheerful voices.

That is the scenery that the valley does not have.

They are working hard for this kind of scenery.

Tenderness and warmth do not belong to Assassin.

But they can protect it all.

It's not the same as he who walks in the valley.

"Human beings are not perfect and make mistakes every now and then," Cyd patted King Hassan's shoulders. I will never deceive myself," King Hassan faced Cyd and took off his skull mask, "I will be by their side as one of Hassan's members this time."

"Isn't that, very good? ?" Cyd smiled softly, "They must be happy."

"This will be a no-regret journey."

Chapter 25 has absolutely no selfishness!

Bedivere had a nightmare, and while he's been living in a nightmare, this was definitely the one that broke him the most.

The dignified king reprimanded him for what he did with a cold expression, while he bowed his head and calmly accepted the king's trial, and then the king suddenly grabbed his hair like a hooligan. His face was pressed into the ground, and he kicked a few times.

"You think it's King Arthur? It's me, Mordred!"

"Wow!"

Bedivere sat up abruptly and began to gulp. panting.

"Are you awake?" Cyd picked up a towel and handed it to Bedivere, "Have you had a nightmare? You're sweating."

"Thank you, thank you," Bedivere held out his hands He took the towel tremblingly, "I had a very bad dream."

Then he saw the blond Knight lying in the corner with his butt covered, but seeing her unwilling expression of grinding her teeth , well, it's Mordred.

Not a dream!

Bedivere lay back with a thud, and Cyd covered his face with the towel he gave him, and Cyd would have suspected him of dying if it wasn't for the slight ups and downs.

It's a lifetime disgrace for me to confuse Mordred with Wang!

"You're Bedivere, right," Cyd reached out and lifted the towel off Bedivere's face, "I heard from Mordred, you're the Knight who witnessed King Arthur's death, you should know why King Arthur Will become Lion King."

"He knows shit," Mordred foul-mouthed to his feet.

"It's all my fault," Bedivere raised his hand to cover his eyes, "I caused the king to become that way."

"Huh?a Trifling third-rate, don't believe oneself infallible too much," Mordred slapped his fingers, "now I'll pull you up from the bed and let you know you have weight."

Cyd sighed, backhand pressed Mordred Raised his hand on his lap.

Five minutes later Mordred rushed out, clutching his smoking ass.

"You remember me!!!"

"Although I don't have alcohol, but tell me your story," Cyd reached out and brushed Bedivere away from his eyes. Hand, "You can't cover up the truth, only your own eyes are covered."

Bedivere pursed his lips a little stubbornly and turned his head away, "It's my fault, I can't implicate you."

"Your fault has already affected this era, Ritsuka and the others have to step into this dangerous era because of your fault," Cyd grabbed Bedivere and saw him pull up, "It's not that it's not irrelevant. You have already pulled everyone under the water."

Bedivere opened his mouth and stared blankly at Cyd with blood lines on his face.

"Yes, I'm sorry."

"Well, I'm a little excited too," Cyd let go of his hand and held his forehead, "This shouldn't be their life, But don't underestimate their awareness, don't put everything on your shoulders, you don't just have to give it back."

"You already know?" Bedivere covered his silver. arm.

"Yeah, you're already tired enough, and you have to force yourself to be like this. If I see that guy, I must pull his ears and watch him combine boxing," Cyd said faintly.

“Not to this extent,” Bedivere scratched his face in embarrassment.

"Are you willing to tell the truth?" Cyd stood up at a moderate pace and walked to the half-open door, reaching out and grabbing the arm of some guy hiding outside.

“wu wu wu ――”

After a stalemate for a while, Mordred was dragged out by Cyd.

“Let’s talk about Bedivere first, I stand in front of you in order to defeat Lion King,” Mordred stepped on the bed and grabbed Bedivere’s collar roughly, “It can end her only life. If it could be me, just stand there obediently and honestly and watch."

Cyd silently raised his hand and patted Mordred's head.

"I, I won't just watch this time," Bedivere not to be outdone staring into Mordred's eyes, "I will fight to the end as the King's Knights of the Round Table, I No more hesitation."