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

"Oh~didn't expect that you still have so much money when you threw away the throne and only had one ship," Ritsuka Fujimaru put a hand on Mash's shoulder.

"In fact, the money is all from Medea," Jason covered his face, "I'll lead the way, but—"

【You didn't do anything obviously! ]

【Why are you the one who survived! ]

Her voice still echoes in his ears.

"I'll inherit her, their wishes," Jason lowered his hand, black's sails all up in an instant, half-gold and half-white hair fluttering in the wind, and he raised his fingers. To Ritsuka Fujimaru, "Because I am their captain, even if there is only one person left, I will take them to the end of their dreams."

【So please, you alone cannot die , with our memories, our wishes, and our unwillingness to live]

This is the first and last time she, Demonness Medea, who betrayed the world, made a promise to this unreliable captain. wishes.

"That's why you are the one who knows the truth," Holmes raised his eyebrows, "you know the truth of Cyd as the Lostbelt King very well, so you don't want to die, live as a Heroic Spirit, forever. Adrift at sea."

"Yeah," Jason opened his hands, "I'm not a Heroic Spirit, but an Evil Spirit, because that woman made that thing with a pair of The expression of dragging the world into the water, but she didn't hold on, only the most unreliable I survived."

Jason paused raised his right hand to support his eyes, showing a lonely smile.

"Why am I surviving? It's obviously me who is the most useless."

"No!" Mash instinctively grabbed Jason's wrist, "Mr. It's not the most important thing, although it's usually very unreliable, but it's more handsome than anyone at critical moments!"

Jason blinked, looked at his wrist and looked at Mash, his pupils began to shrink repeatedly .

"Ah! I'm sorry!" Mash was stunned and quickly took a few steps back and bent down.

"Well, I'll never wash this hand again," Jason looked at his right hand with a serious face, "No, you must put an armor on it! Anyone who dares to touch me will be with you. Who is desperate!"

"It isn't this too ridiculous," Ritsuka Fujimaru sighed.

"Right," Jason put down his hand and looked towards Ritsuka Fujimaru with complicated eyes, "your era, has he come back?"

"Mr. Cyd, he -" Mash was stunned and grabbed his wrist, not knowing what to say.

"He's back!" Ritsuka Fujimaru raised his hand and put his hand on Mash's shoulder and said firmly, "After that endless war, he came back to us alive, even though he didn't know where he ran again now. Gone, but will be back soon."

"Are you back?" Jason's eyes narrowed, tears streaming down his face, "very good, you're finally back."

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"Looking at your reaction," Holmes frowned, "Isn't the current Lostbelt King Cyd real?"

"Yeah," Jason wiped his eyes vigorously, "Cyd He—"

"has not returned from Tartarus hell until now."

25th Chapter Container of Hope

He is hope, and he is also It is the hope of man, God and man are truly intertwined because of him, and his choice can even determine the future of the world, but gentleness has never thought of interfering with the choices of others.

A person's lifespan is limited, and the people he accompanies will experience birth, aging, sickness and death. Those who follow him are always those who look forward to him, but God does not die, they always watch With him, they will be satisfied one day, just like those who died with peace of mind, entrusting the world to him with peace of mind.

But he left before the day came, and he was nowhere to be found, nowhere to be found.

The twelve gods of aloof and remote gave up their positions and disappeared, and the ruler of Netherworld abstained from his duties and responsibilities and left everything to the ferryman.

From now on, the world will no longer have a god who loves that hero, and people who long for a hero will continue to die, and one day there will be no people in the world who feel sad because of that hero.

Is it possible?

There are more than thirteen gods who love him.

The Goddess Thetis of the ocean used the hair of the hero she left behind after giving birth to the son of the hero Perryus because she was unwilling that the world would no longer have his silhouette. She wanted to let the hero Born again in this era.

Then she succeeded, she succeeded in giving birth to him.

It looks exactly like him, with a snow-like complexion, but no, he's a human, not a demigod hero, so she abandoned the child's Divinity and soaked the child in the Styx he had soaked in among the river.

In this way, he was born again! His legend can continue!

But it's not enough, you have to have the same soul as him, you have to be as strong as him, you have to make other gods love you too, it doesn't matter if you don't have those thirteen blessings, in this Isn't there a lot of gods in the world?

As long as he lives on, he is destined to be blessed by all gods, as it should be by rights!

So!

The boy with snow-white hair calmly looked at the mother in front of him.

【You are Cyd from today! ]

"Too much!" Mash covered his mouth.

"The child born to be Cyd, this is the Lostbelt King in front of you," Jason scratched his hair impatiently, "he was treated as a Cyd imitation from the very beginning, He does not have his own wishes and will, but just continues the Cyd in people's minds. Because of the continuation of the legend, people regard him as a collection of hopes."

"Is it a counterfeit born out of desire? ?" Jeanne d'Arc·alter turned his head away.

"The will of others," Shirou Emiya · alter glanced at the palm of his hand.

"A mass?" Angra Mainyu put his hands behind his head.

"That's why you didn't want to die," Holmes frowned.

"Of course! As long as I'm alive, there will be people in this world waiting for his return!" Jason grinned, "I can't help him, not even him, so I Will never forget him."

"So you can't help us defeat the Lostbelt King, can you," Holmes pulled out his pipe, "or you would have done it already."

"That's not of course. In my time alone, he gathered the power of all gods except the thirteen gods. People's beliefs will expand the power of gods," Jason waved, "because he is alive. Therefore, people have never stopped singing his praises, and the result is not only Greek mythology, but also the center of all Pantheons recorded on human nature has become him.”

“That is, said," Holmes corner of mouth twitching.

"He has the power of all gods except the thirteen Greek gods," Jason sighed, "Let's talk about it first, although he is very unwilling, but he is exactly the same as Cyd, God because of his He has become gentle with the soul, and he is no longer just a blessing from a certain god, but a concept."

"Please give me specific information with examples of your failures," Holmes began rubbed the temple.

“He has the blessing of [justice] on him. Attacks based on justice are ineffective against him, and attacks against evil are strengthened,” Jason said with a black line on his face, “because of [revenge] [darkness] ] and a series of blessings from evil gods, the attack of evil is ineffective against him, while the attack of justice will be strengthened.”

“That means that all attacks are useless to him, he can attack no matter what. Possibly a second person!" Goredolf covered his face.

"It's really hopeless information," Holmes held his forehead. "How to win this, it's how the other party feels at any time when they have the advantage."

"Ah~ is it so painful to fight Cyd?" Ritsuka Fujimaru supported Mash, "It's too strong!"

"emmmm - you know his ten Three evidence?" Jason raised his brows.

"What's that?" Ritsuka Fujimaru blinked.

Holmes nodded silently.