This is My Heroic Path

It's true that Sakura likes you, but what does that have to do with me, Kama?

I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep tonight if I don't take revenge!

……

Hassan the Hundred Faces walked in the darkness, looking for Gilgamesh, feeling extremely bitter in his heart.

She was finally summoned. She was not suitable for frontal battles, and her strength has always been weak. The master who summoned her is also weak.

Now I finally became Kama's servant, but because of that black saber, the Master took her anger out on her.

Heartbreaking.

"Finding that shiny golden archer in one night... It's a bit too difficult. I don't know what punishment I'll get when I go back."

Baimao Hassan shook his head and sighed, and came to a bridge before he knew it.

The lights at the bridgehead at night were bright and bright. Hassan Baimao was about to walk onto the bridgehead, but he stopped abruptly as soon as he took a step, staring fixedly at the blond young man standing at the bridgehead in front of him.

hero King!

Whoosh!

There was hardly any time for Hassan Baimao to react, the King's Treasure suddenly lit up beside Gilgamesh, and a Noble Phantasm burst out of the golden ripples, piercing Hassan Baimao's head.

"Who allowed you and this king to look at each other as equals?" Gilgamesh glanced at Hassan Baimao with scarlet pupils, "Bastard."

One after another, the treasures burst out, and before he died, Hassan had only one thought in his heart: "I am innocent!!!"

Fortunately, her ability is "division", which can continuously divide into different individuals. Those individuals include men, women, young and old, but the total power will not change because of this, so the more individuals are divided, the weaker they will be.

Gilgamesh glanced at Hassan, who had disappeared into golden particles, snorted coldly, and looked away.

Really boring.

I don't know where An Zhiyu went, maybe it should have stayed in Einzbern Castle yesterday.

Gilgamesh thought.

But after thinking about it, as the King of Heroes who was suspected of being soaked in black mud during the Fourth Holy Grail War, his IQ dropped by a few points. Naturally, it is impossible for him to take the initiative to ask to stay in Einzbern Castle. It is also impossible to stay.

Of course, if An Zhiyu had persuaded him to stay a few more times at that time, maybe he would have thought about it a little bit.

"It's such a boring world." Gilgamesh looked up at the night with disappointment in his eyes.

But soon, the corners of his mouth curled up again.

But this world doesn't need him to do anything, it will change soon.

Whether it is Shajo Aiga or Kama, they are enough to threaten the world, so as to screen out the existence of qualified human beings.

And he, as long as he appreciates all these and pleases himself.

Gilgamesh looked away, and at this moment, a gentle female voice sounded behind her, and she patted Gilgamesh's shoulder lightly:

"Did you see that, my child?"

Gilgamesh's body froze slightly, and after a while, anger welled up in his heart, and he glanced at the woman who didn't know when to come behind him with cold eyes: "Who told you to touch this king's shoulder!"

"Also, your child, why do you come to ask this king—"

When he turned his head to look, Gilgamesh's voice suddenly stopped, and for the first time, surprise appeared in his red eyes.

His eyes widened slowly, and he was stunned for a few seconds, then blinked, and fixed his eyes on the woman in front of him.

It was a woman in a cyan skirt, with long cyan hair, a beautiful face with a gentle expression, creamy skin, and a pair of red cross pupils that were very impressive.

The woman held a steaming big meat bun in both hands, lowered her head and took a small bite, chewing slowly in her mouth, raised her head and looked at Gilgamesh, "Did you see, my child?"

Gilgamesh was stunned for a while before taking a deep breath, and then exhaling slowly.

"...Creator Goddess."

Chapter 442 Run, Kama!

An Zhiyu sat in a dim room, yawning boredly, with soft black hair, golden eyes that seemed to be like bright light bulbs in a dim environment, and a black robe draped over his body.

After being repeatedly bathed in black mud twice, his temperament has undergone earth-shaking changes, and he looks cold.

but--

Because it's too boring and has no place to go now, An Zhiyu can only sit slumped against the wall, and it seems that Ge You is just lying down from the sitting position.

Merlin lay motionless not far away, he had woken up a long time ago, and now he was just playing dead, because he knew that An Zhiyu was in a fit of anger.

He didn't want to be beaten by An Zhiyu again.

This fight didn't know how to be merciful. I don't know if it was influenced by the black mud or if it was just like this.

Minamoto Raimiko was sitting quietly in the corner, holding the Taidao in one hand, and gently wiping the sharp blade with the other hand.

An Zhiyu opened his eyes slightly, and took a few glances.

It stands to reason that in the heroic spirit state, it doesn't matter whether the sword is wiped or not.

Sure enough, he couldn't quite understand what this woman was thinking... He couldn't hold back and looked at Minamoto Raimiko a few more times. She was still wiping the blade, and her huge heart shook slightly with the wiping action.

This is too big and white.