I Will Eventually Embark on a Road of No Return Called a Hero

Don't be brave, it's already tattered, isn't it?Just now your heart stopped.

……

Then come and sign a contract with me, you can live as a guardian, you can leave this place, you can even go anywhere, as long as...

impossible.

But you are dying!

Then you wait until I die.

……

"I can't tell you, you want to fool me?" Sidika opened her eyes and stood up, her heart beating powerfully, the rib that pierced the skin was pulled back directly by the force of the muscle, and the hole in her chest was pulled back. It also started to recover at a very fast speed.

[Cut, it didn't work. ]

"Isn't that of course?" Siddija shook her arm, "I have a..."

Siddija bent over to pick up [Heavy Forged Pandora] on the ground and carried it on his back, the corners of his mouth raised.

"good teacher."

[But you still can't leave here, as long as you become a guardian, we can find a way to drag you out of this place. ]

"Hey~ Want me to help you work?" Sidika curled her lips and began to look around, "Although there is no distinction between day and night, it's better not to dream, I still have a lot of things to do, and a lot of people I haven't seen. ."

[But you can't get out now. ]

"Who knows," Siddija twisted her neck, "but I will never sign this damn contract with you."

[Then... let's make a deal, let's not mention the contract, we need you as an arbiter to come to a Holy Grail War, after the end you can use that Holy Grail to try to get through this place. ]

"Hey~ I'm not dead yet," Siddija raised her brows.

[But now you don't exist at any time at all, from a certain point of view, it's no different from death, you just need to be flexible. ]

"Why do you want me to go," Siddija curled her lips.

[The Holy Grail called Joan of Arc to join the Holy Grail War as an arbiter, but we looked at the results a little and it wasn't what we expected. ]

"Then just don't let the Holy Grail summon her." Siddija patted her tattered clothes, "Sherlock Holmes or something."

[Unfortunately, Sherlock Holmes used [I spent nine seconds to figure out who was behind the scenes, but I can't handle them alone. Of course, I will consider if you can put Watson together, of course, this is obviously impossible] ] refused, another arbiter who has the ability to wear this Holy Grail war alone... To be honest, if he was summoned, he would probably take away the Holy Grail while laughing and laughing, and toss a round by the way. , and one is also a saint...]

"Well, I understand, in short, you have nothing to do right now, so come to me," Siddija snapped her fingers.

[Of course it would be better if you were willing to sign this contract. ]

"Impossible," Siddija said with an incomparably determined attitude.

[Alright, alright, we'll let you descend to that place in a spirit form later, because you've accidentally thrown Joan of Arc down, so you don't have any extra Command Spells, but you probably don't need... right? ]

"...Then what characteristics do I have as an arbiter?"

[The Great Holy Grail is directly offered to the devil, so what's your dissatisfaction with the fact that you can use all your firepower? ]

"Ah~ I don't want to use my fists to stop them if I can," Siddija scratched the back of his head, "Forget it, using fists might convince them a little."

[Well then, although it is not the main body, you can return to that world after a long absence. Are you moved and want to sign a contract? ]

"nonexistent."

Seven knights against seven knights, the unprecedented Holy Grail War begins.

Thousand Trees.

Vlad III on the throne raised the corners of his mouth as he looked down at the three knighted Heroic Spirits kneeling in front of him.

rider - Astolfo, one of the twelve warriors of Charlemagne.

Berserker - Frankenstein the Frankenstein.

Saber——A white-haired young man who was not allowed to speak by his own master, but looked very strong.

"The Holy Grail War will be won," Vlad III laughed.

Chiron, who was standing beside him, tilted his head and looked into the distance through the window.

"What's wrong, archer?" Vlad III looked at Chiron, who was a little absent-minded.

"It always feels like a few familiar people have come here," Chiron smiled apologetically, "Probably my students."

This is not boasting, but almost all the famous heroes in Greece are his students.

"You won't be merciful, will you?"

"How come, I have a wish that must be fulfilled," Chiron shook his head.

"I look forward to the war with you," Vlad III nodded.

Here, only unknown swordsmen and Chiron are qualified to fight him.

church.

"People... are almost here," the dark-skinned, white-haired priest looked at the empty church with a soft smile.

"The only thing left should be saber," a woman in luxurious black clothes appeared behind the priest, holding a goblet between her slender fingers, "Master, do you want to taste the poisonous wine I carefully prepared? "