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

Obviously every time they decide to be each other's only cough, obviously they are already companions, but they always fight for strange reasons, although they win every time .

"Big, disrespectful!!!"

Nitocris raised his staff with tears in his eyes.

"Boom-"

"What are they doing?" Ozymandias frowned.

"Maybe it's for fun," Arash said with a haha laugh, "you guys are really hospitable."

In front of him was a sumptuous and terrible meal.

Now Nitocris is bombarding the pure white shield with deadly magic.

"Well, Yu will praise Nitocris well," Ozymandias nodded, then lightly coughed with a hint of anticipation, "How do you feel about Yu's territory?"

"It's prosperous, the food is plentiful, everyone looks happy, you really are a great king," Arash smiled innocently like a child.

Ozymandias rested his forehead.

It's amazing!

"If only they could get food like this," Arash sighed.

"Let every sphinx bring food, immediately," Ozymandias snapped his fingers, and the attendant nodded rushed out very quickly.

"No, there's no need for that," Arash said with a slightly embarrassed expression, always feeling that Ozymandias' attitude was too serious.

"It's okay, this is the king's tolerance, even if they refuse to accept Yu's rule, Yu will treat them like his own people," Ozymandias laughed.

The almost vented Nitocris handed over control of the two-hundred-headed Sphinx to Ritsuka Fujimaru.

"Remember not to abuse the king's kindness," Nitocris extended the hand and tugged at Ritsuka Fujimaru's face.

“wū wū wū wū (I see),” Ritsuka Fujimaru waved.

"It's spectacular," Da Vinci admired the sphinx herd of two hundred heads.

"With these Divine Beasts, we can compete with Holy Capital's stern Knight," even across the screen, Roman could feel the horrible imposing manner called Divine Beast, "Now The only uncertainty is Lion King's cards."

"It's okay, Da Vinci-chan is here~" Da Vinci patted his chest.

"It's true that Cyd's battle strength on our side should be able to stabilize Holy Capital, and now we just have to wait for him to rendezvous with Fujimaru," Roman relaxed.

"Okay Roman, Da Vinci-chan will definitely communicate with you about martial arts when you go back," Da Vinci smiled and put on a boxing pose at the projection, "Betting on the title of genius must Your bones are broken with a karaoke sound."

"too much!!!"

"Lancelot-sama is just as we suspected, the back of the mountain has Village," a Knight reported as he approached Lancelot, "and quite, quite—"

Lancelot raised an eyebrow, but did not urge and waited quietly for Knight's words.

Knight whispered after thinking for a while.

"Quite happy."

It seems that the scenery of this era does not exist. The adults walk around the village laughing, and the children play in the flowers. Their smiles are incomparable. of satisfaction.

It's like the Holy Capital that everyone yearns for.

But Holy Capital has erected an unattainable city wall, where there is not even a fence.

Lancelot fell silent.

Happiness is a very luxurious thing in this era, especially for the people of the mountains who do not have the protection of the Lion King and the Sun King, they can only be happy in the era of struggling on whilst at death's door are not eligible.

"Are you happy?" Lancelot lifts the head, purple's hair covering his eyes, "It must be very difficult, we have harvested happiness in such a world, but we are going to destroy them, Just because of the king's orders."

"Lancelot-sama?" Knight, who was reporting the situation, hesitated.

"My heart and my deeds have long since fallen, and all I have done is injustice," Lancelot tightened the reins.

"But Lancelot-sama, you know!"

"Enough! Go ahead," Lancelot's exhales one breath saying, without any confusion in his eyes, "Go and destroy them. Not easy happiness."

Knight opened his mouth and lowered his head.

"Yes."

"All on!"

Lancelot drew the sword pinned to his waist.

At this time, King Hassan, who was standing at the door of East Village like a statue, slowly raised his head, and gently put the child sitting on his shoulders playing on the ground, the faint flames ignited violently.

Chapter 27 I will never surrender!

I, Lancelot, are not one of the strongest Knights of the Round Table. Even Gawain, who is three times stronger during the day, can't defeat me. The three Knights of the Round Table fought fine and even took them all out.

I'm being crushed like crazy.

Lancelot was embarrassed to resist the onslaught of the Skull Swordsman with the great sword in front of him.

But is this really an onslaught?

Lancelot took a step back.

The Skull Sword in front of him is just swinging his sword, every sword is extremely heavy, from holding the sword to death, for the first time he has the feeling that he can't hold the sword, as long as his consciousness is released for a moment. In an instant, his sword would be picked up and his head would be chopped off.

How many times did you swing the sword?

"Why have I never heard of a Swordsman as powerful as you!" Lancelot couldn't help shouting, "Who the hell are you?"

"I'm hiding in Assassin in the darkness, my name? Do you know the name of death?" King Hassan swung his sword out, "But now I am just one of the Hassans, you can call me King Hassan."

"clang ――"

Lancelot coughed up a mouthful of blood like a cannonball and flew out into the rock wall. A huge sword mark ripped open the rock wall.

"O Knight of the Lake, go back and tell your king, what the hell are you saving, the one who abandoned your heart? You can't save anything!" King Hassan nailed the great sword to the ground and put his hands on the hilt. Stacked, loudly said, as if proclaiming, "We will cut off this sad ideal."

Lancelot lifts the head hard.

At last appeared, shelter Hassan, king of the people of the mountain.

The Knights he brought were blown up early in the morning. Although most of the villagers here were villagers with little battle strength, there were quite terrifying single combatants, the strongest with blessings. He was hanged and beaten from the very beginning, let alone the other Knights, they were not the servants' opponents at all.