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

Cyd corner of mouth twitching, lowered his head a little stiffly.

"I always feel sorry for you guys."

"Mash works very hard~ Even if he is treated as a doll by the majestic mothers and changed into various clothes, he is fed by the smiling and friendly Miss Magician Weird food, even smiling hard when harassed by the moron captain." Ritsuka Fujimaru lay on Cyd's lap and stared at Cyd's face.

"Sorry!!!"

Cyd covered his face.

"There are many more~"

Ritsuka Fujimaru lowered his eyes.

I really have a bad heart.

Cyd didn't just bring them trouble.

Because Mash had never seen the sea with his own eyes, Jason took them to experience everything in the ocean with his boat, because Mash had never sat on someone's shoulder and looked at the world, so Hercules let her sit On the shoulders of the tallest person in the world, because Mash has not tasted many snacks, Medea often makes snacks, because Mash has no so-called parents, so the poisonous Goddess often hug Mash and tell bedtime stories.

But she didn't want to say it, because Cyd kept showing the expression "I will do it because I can do it".

You are not a perfect superman, you are also human, these are your shortcomings, but they are covered by your glory, don't forget.

[In their eyes, you are just Cyd]

"You must praise Mash, she has been working hard."

Ritsuka Fujimaru's The sound became smaller and smaller, and finally only the sound of gentle breathing remained.

Cyd put his hand on Ritsuka Fujimaru's forehead and smiled softly.

"Good job, you worked hard, right?"

"Yeah," Roman chuckled and reached for the screen to touch Ritsuka Fujimaru, but He smiled wryly as if he had remembered something and put down his hand.

I'm not qualified to touch you who worked so hard, because I—

Roman was lying on the table weakly.

Everything is mine——

PS used the mother's enhanced level to brush out the last two Saint Quartz, and the political big brother and the political big brother were sent out in ten consecutive rounds. The brother also pulled out a Yu and touched it for me, not to mention the fetters of the mothers.

Chapter 30 Lancelot

Lancelot quietly slipped out of the banquet.

The people here are very nice, even if they know that he is the Knights of the Round Table, they are willing to accept him, and the Knights also take off their armor and cheer with the villagers.

But he couldn't cheer because he had more important things to do.

Lancelot cautiously opened the window of a certain house, violet eyes like scanners to observe everything in the house.

"What are you doing?"

Mash appeared behind Lancelot, holding a shield.

This is their room.

Lancelot shivered, and there was a little cold sweat on his forehead. He could even feel that look of contempt in his eyes as if he was looking at garbage. This feeling was like being slapped by someone when he approached his wife in public. Looking exactly the same.

Will die! really die!

"That, I can explain," Lancelot raised his hands slowly.

The memory inscribed in the depth of one's soul tells him that this time the movement must be slow! The slower the better. If the action is too intense, the opponent will mistakenly think that he wants to escape. When the time comes, the heavy shield will definitely knock on him!

"I will listen, but Lord Lancelot please don't turn around. The moment I see your face, I will probably lose control of myself."

so that's how it is , not misjudging him wanting to escape, but simply hating his face.

"Actually I-"

"Da Vinci is actually a man, please don't make the same old mistakes again."

Mash said seriously.

"We're going to be troubled!"

Mash tapped Lancelot on the shoulder with his shield.

"It will really bother me!"

Lancelot corner of the mouth twitched.

Even he has a lower limit of fine. At most, he will strike up a conversation, and he will never go to night raids.

Wait! That intellectual beauty is a man! ! !

"Actually I didn't come to Da Vinci," Lancelot explained obediently and honestly, in shock.

"Could it be that you are eyeing the senior!!!" Mash raised his shield directly, "I will protect the senior!"

"No, no, no! I'm here! I'm looking for you!"

At this time, Lancelot didn't care that Mash, who was too aggressive, swung his shield directly, because Mash was about to smash the shield down.

Mash put away his shield after being silent for five seconds, turned his head stiffly and left.

"I'm going back."

"Wait, wait! That's not what I meant!" Lancelot was a little flustered, and from just now, the person who can be seen in seconds King Hassan was looking at him in an imposing manner every second.

"Do you know who lent your power to you?"

Mash paused, his expression no longer as alert as before.

Lancelot relaxed, in short, King Hassan stopped looking at him in an imposing manner every second, and started to make a statue again.

"I don't know," Mash pursed his lips.

"That's why you can't use his Noble Phantasm very well," Lancelot sat on the ground while patted the empty seat beside him, "Relax, you're just listening to a failed man. Right."

Mash hesitated and sat beside Lancelot, watching the happy people with him.

"Can you show me that shield?" Lancelot cautiously said.

<>"Well," Mashp nods, summoning the shield and handing it to Lancelot.