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

"Oji-sama?" The girl in the wheelchair was puzzled, why Darnic laughed so loosely.

"Fiore? You're here," Darnic exhales one breath saying, handing the slate in his hand to Fiore, with a nervous expression like a gambler waiting for the jackpot to be revealed, "I'll give it to you. , please succeed."

Fiore's breathing became a little short, probably because Darnic's nervousness had infected her, or the meaning of the slate prevented her from being too casual.

"I know Oji-sama," Fiore nodded, drove the wheelchair to the front of the altar, and placed the respectful tablet in the center of the altar.

"Are you going to start?" The particles of light converged on the uppermost throne, and a man in a jet-black aristocratic dress appeared in the rays of light and sat on the throne.

"Yes king," Darnic bent down.

This Heroic Spirit sitting on the throne is his ace in Holy Grail War this time, Vlad III, the most famous hero in this land, and his reputation bonus makes him not bad. His strength has been further improved

But this is still not enough, even if he has been preparing for 60 years, he will not dare to be careless. God knows how many Holy Relics the Mage's Association has in the hands, in case the other party gets serious threw away a bunch of Holy Relic who can summon exceptional heroes and a Vlad III is not enough, so he needs a ghost card, a hero who can turn the tide of battle by the strength of oneself!

"Then let Yu look forward to it, Greek Hero, Hope of Pure White," Vlad III narrowed his eyes. He had heard of Greek myths before he died, and he was still looking forward to meeting this. A hero meets.

The inexplicable Fiore became nervous. As the Magician with the highest innate talent here, she was the only one qualified to summon the great Greek hero.

Fiore took a deep breath, raised the hand inscribed with Command Spell, and blurted out the chant that had been engraved in his heart.

"――――――Declaration!"

"Your body obeys my command, my life is with your sword, and at the call of the Holy Grail, if you will follow this will, Respond to this righteousness.

I swear here that I am willing to accomplish all the good deeds in the world, and I am willing to punish all the evil deeds in the world.”

The pain of Magic Circuit’s rampage made Fiore's white forehead was covered in fine sweat, but she gritted her teeth and made the final announcement.

"You are surrounded by the three spirits of words for seven days, from the wheel of restraint, the Guardian of Libra!"

The moment Fiore's voice fell, the wind swept the entire room, Fiore Putting his hand in front of his face, Vlad III stood up directly from the throne, and Darnic took a step forward, looking at the rays of light gathered in the center of the altar with incomparable enthusiasm.

That's right!

That's how it feels!

A more powerful oppression than summon Vlad III!

It must be that hero!

"pa ta ―――"

The crisp sound of hooves turned Darnic into petrification.

That hero doesn't have horseshoes...

"archer, Chiron is compliant... It seems that you are not very happy," Chiron scratched his face and looked at it. The people around in a circle finally turned their eyes to Fiore, who was sitting in a wheelchair with a dull face, "Master?"

"Ah? Hmm! Hello," Fiore was a little embarrassed nodded.

"Did you fail?" Darnic held his forehead helplessly, "Although I was mentally prepared, it really happened and I still have a headache."

"This slate?" Chiron He raised his eyebrows, looked towards Holy Relic on the altar, and then showed a soft smile, "You guys want to summon my student."

"Yes," Fiore nominated, "it is said that this piece of The slate is the story that the hero carved about his encounter with you."

"Yes, he carved it himself, and finally gave it to me," Chiron bent down to pick up the slate, flicking his fingers gently. over the engraving above.

The white horse that fell from the sky, the boy who fell from the white horse, and the half-centaur who extended the hand to catch the boy.

"But this slate can only summon me out," Chiron handed the slate to Fiore, "Heroic Spirit can only be made by a dead hero, not a Heroic Spirit alive."

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"Hey~ you mean that the hero who went to hell to fight God of Time is not dead yet," Vlad III showed an expression of interest.

"Well, he won't die, he's just trapped somewhere, and my purpose this time is to use the Holy Grail to open that place," Chiron said without concealing his wish.

"Ah~ at least you don't have to worry about the Mage's Association being able to summon him out," Darnic began to console himself, anyway, this wave is not a loss, judging from Chiron's performance, it should be only stronger or weaker than Vlad III .

"Then welcome to Yu's camp, Teacher of Greek Heroes," Vlad III opened his hands.

"Let's work together," Chiron takes human form in rays of light.

"archer?" Fiore rubbed his eyes.

"This is to hide my real name, I compressed the Saint Graph a little bit, the half-centaur is too conspicuous, although the ability is a bit weakened, but don't worry, I can change back at any time," Chiron explained He said, "This is just a little trick I learned not worth mentioning during my lifetime."

"The Heroic Spirit on our side will have three rides, and tomorrow night we will summon the remaining three rides, the third one. The seven riders should be here soon," Darnic rubbed the bridge of his nose, "I hope Mage's Association will put a little water over there."

Mage's Association.

Kairi stared at the magic contract in front of him with a very troubled expression.

"Stop making that look on your scary face, and sign up for the road," the old man sitting opposite Kairi knocked on the table impatiently.

“Yeah~ It says [I have to send back Holy Relic even if I die] isn’t it a bit inhuman,” Kairi grimaced, “None of you tell me what Holy Relic is.”

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"Please understand, the Holy Relic we are going to bring out next may make you have the urge to run away with money, although I think it's a bit exaggerated," the young man with long hair leaning against the window ( probably) waved his hand.

Kairi swallowed. He knew this young man who felt a little overworked. It should be said that many people knew him. El-Melloi II, even he said such exaggerated words. It's not that this business should be rejected.

"You sign this and it will be given to you," the old man named Belfeban put the formalin-soaked Juvenile Hydra in front of Kairi.

"I sign," Kairi directly signed the contract with mandatory features.

"Very good, you're pretty solid in keeping your promises in this business," Belfeban showed a rare happy expression, and at the same time bent down and placed a sealed black box on Kairi. before.

"Then don't use this kind of coercive contract, it's really sad," Kairi took a cigarette to ease the tension, but Belfeban's expression of killing you if you dare to smoke makes you He ate the cigarette.

"When you see it, you'll see why we're so cautious, a lot of Lords waste a lot of time on it, even though they have a very worthwhile look," El-Melloi II curl one's lip.

Belfeban shook the head, cautiously tore the seal open, and slowly opened the box. There was no golden light, just a slate lying quietly inside.

Kairi takes a breather.

"Isn't this a collection in the museum!"

This morning he also saw the treasure of the town hall in a certain museum, and he was still sighing that using this guy to summon is also good. Pretty cool, now this guy is in front of him.

"No, we faked that," El-Melloi II waved.

"You smugglers!" Kairi's mouth widened.

"Please call this putting things in the right place, it's not a slate, it's a vehicle handed down from the Age of Gods to record heroes, and..." Belfeban as if drunk and stupefied, stroking the slate, "It is said that it was created by God, a carrier made by God for one person."

"This can already be called Noble Phantasm, although no one has tried it. Yes, but probably no means can destroy it," El-Melloi II pushed his eyes, "if you disrespect it, you may be cursed."

"You shouldn't ...Do you want me to use it as a catalyst?" Kairi had a weird look on his face, sighing that he was really a little flustered, "You must have tried it yourself."