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

“wait a moment!”

Cyd reached out and squeezed the sides of Jeanne d'Arc's face and rubbed it hard.

"That guy is losing his mind. Telling him about this kind of thing will reveal his stuff in less than five minutes."

"Please stop...it hurts...rider won't... ..."

"The guy who had been crying all the time suddenly laughed haha, no matter what he thought," Cyd let go of his hand.

"But the rider will be in pain forever," Jeanne d'Arc rubbed her swollen cheek lightly with her fingers, the tingle making her shivered.

"I think he'll be willing to suffer for that Homunculus," Cyd waved his hand, "Well~ I can go to the dungeon if you're worried."

" Then please." Jeanne d'Arc bent down.

"But! Put down your position in life, you are not Saintess or a believer of the Lord, you are just a judge who maintains justice," Cyd flicked his fingers on Jeanne d'Arc's forehead.

"I see," Jeanne d'Arc said earnestly, clutching her red forehead.

This guy doesn't understand at all.

Cyd scratched his head and moved towards the dungeon.

People do not change, only the purpose of change.

A wicked party is always a wicked party, and good people will always think of others, even if their practices change, their essence will not change.

Jeanne d'Arc is now the ruler, she will definitely maintain justice, this is not a lie, no one can lie in front of him, but Jeanne d'Arc is like a piece of paper that everyone feels Clear spring water, her heart is always holy admirably, but in Holy Grail War this holiness is wrong.

In the face of Homunculus Jeanne d'Arc subconsciously wanting to help him, in the face of Astolfo pleading with her subconsciously wanting to help him, even if that Homunculus was made by Black Props, even if Astolfo is the Black Heroic Spirit who she keep on saying won't help.

She didn't feel that she did anything wrong, even the apology just now was because she felt that her actions would lead to the death of Homunculus, she didn't feel that helping Astolfo take away the Homunculus who would become the casterNoble Phantasm Reactor Core was against the rules.

Her instinctual goodness is above the rules of Holy Grail War.

So Jeanne d'Arc shouldn't be a ruler, she is an anomaly that really affects fairness.

Jeanne d'Arc's good has thrown the balance out of balance, so evil is needed to balance it.

Astolfo Cyd, who was blessed by his own master, just watched silently without saying a word.

"Oh, isn't this a ruler? Do you want to join our game?" Rider's master Celenike licked his bright red lips and greedily glanced at Cyd's snow-white skin. Hero of Pure White is engraved with my own color, just thinking about it makes me excited!"

"Aiya, it looks like you're being targeted too," Astolfo was clearly covered in scars But he was already smiling nonchalantly.

"We'll be leaving soon, just the two of us," Cyd glanced coldly at the black rider and turned to leave.

"Liar! You lied!"

Astolfo's eyes narrowed fiercely, moved towards Cyd's back, and roared.

"You are obviously a hero who brings hope to everyone!"

"That look...that's right! I've always wanted this look!" Celenike Touching Astolfo's face, a strange blush appeared on his face, "This desperate expression!"

"Why! Your legend! You can go to Tartarus for the sake of people, why don't you tell that child to help, just because he is Homunculus!" Astolfo roared piercingly.

"Because!" Celenike laughed and pressed his face to Astolfo's chest, "That Hero of Pure White is dead!"

PScough, what should I say, can be I'm a little flattered to find such a problem.

PS This is it ~ an author like me who has been on the street for four years and four million words has no ability to find a big guy PY, no ability to find a sailor, and I have been with him before. Like the weeds on the side of the road, I am really happy to be followed by so many people o(-`д?- ?), I have self-knowledge, my writing is not very good, I can only be listed because of the relatively large amount of updates and the previous establishment The foundation of trust, as a mature adult must be self-aware. In the face of problems, first find your own problems, and the problem must be because there is a problem in me.

PS~ For those who say that my writing is rubbish, um, I am happy from the bottom of my heart~ In this case, they will definitely be able to write better works than me.

PS One more thing, thank you for your support and help today, and celebrate our success with these three chapters!(??????)??

Chapter 16 is almost at its limit

Cyd and Jeanne d'Arc one after the other walking in the woods.

"Here...I want to turn over all Command Spells to you."

Jeanne d'Arc stopped.

"Why?" Cyd looked back at Jeanne d'Arc in confusion.

"Because...I think you're a better ruler than me," Jeanne d'Arc's tone was a little low, she remembered Vlad III and their eyes.

They were more willing to trust Cyd than her.

"Your Lord told you so," Cyd frowned.

"No, the Lord did not say so..."

"Because this world simply has no Lord."

"The Lord exists!" Jeanne d' Arc puffed up.

"Even if my followers are confused, even if their followers are burned to death?" Cyd turned and walked in front of Jeanne d'Arc.

"That's a trial given by the Lord," Jeanne d'Arc said earnestly, and there was no complaint against the Lord in her clear eyes.

"The Lord is really ruthless," Cyd curl one's lip. "It doesn't help to solve doubts, and it doesn't help believers."

"Hmm..." Jeanne d'Arc was a little surprised for a while. She was speechless, before Saintess, she was just a village girl, how could the village girl know so much, but she was still unwilling to be belittled by Cyd, and said stubbornly, "The Lord will guide me."

"I have a compass to point to where I want to go," Cyd took Hermes's Compass from his arms.

"what do you want to actually do!" Jeanne d'Arc is rarely flustered and exasperated.

"Well~ I just want you to relax," Cyd threw the compass in his hand, "Now you are nothing like the village cough, Saintess, who dared to stare at the king before."

"Now I'm very serious," Jeanne d'Arc turned away aggrievedly, "tentatively it's not the red side, the black side's Heroic Spirit obviously convinces you more..."

"The red side is also very welcome to me." Cyd touched his chin.

Except that assassin Semiramis.

"Well...so I think Command Spell should be on you," Jeanne d'Arc was a little hurt, why is the difference so big for being the same ruler, didn't she just pray for hours!

"No, I have something more effective than Command Spell," Cyd yawned, "and our ruler just needs to make sure mysterious won't be exposed, and the rest won't come back. We don't need to use Command Spell."

"I... I've already used two," Jeanne d'Arc raised her hand weakly.

"Please get my permission before using Command Spell next time," Cyd reached out and grabbed Jeanne d'Arc's head, "and don't get too far from me!"

"Good...good!"