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

"That's really an honor. After the Holy Grail War is over, I will definitely drink it with great honor," the priest smiled and rejected the kindness from his heroic spirit.

"If you drink it down, Father, you will die immediately," the green-haired young man with a scarf around his neck leaned on the pillar and laughed carelessly, completely ignoring the woman's murderous eyes, "She is such a woman , right Miss?"

"I'm not your eldest sister," the heroic huntress appeared next to the hunter with her arms folded, her cat ears trembling because of her master's dissatisfaction.

"Lancer, what do you think?" The young man smiled and looked in the direction of the shadow.

"No comment," the white-haired young man in golden armor walked out slowly, "but it's best not to drink."

Numerous tic-tac-toe exploded on the woman's head, "Why don't you just get rid of you now."

"Don't be angry with Assassin, we are companions now," the priest reached out to hold the wine glass that Assassin might drop at any moment.

"Hmph," Assassin snorted coldly and disappeared as a spirit body.

"She's really a bad woman, isn't she!"

"Achilles, I am not your eldest sister!"

Atalanta is a little angry now, I don't know why this Achilles insisted on calling her big sister.

"By the way, where is your master, Archer?" The priest was a little curious, and only Saber's master and Archer's master hadn't gotten down yet.

"She? Because I was the one who summoned me, I sulked and went out to find the remaining master."

I don't know why, but it hurts a heroic spirit's self-esteem to be rejected by his master, especially Atalanta, who looks very arrogant at first glance, but the priest doesn't see it from Atalanta's face. I didn't see any dissatisfaction, but a kind of... pleasure?Seems happy to have her master summon wrong.

"Well, you don't need to worry about the eldest sister's affairs," Achilles defended Atalanta like a loyal younger brother, although Atalanta looked very unhappy.

"Yeah, I just want to be concerned as a companion, and there is one thing that must be mentioned..." The priest shook his head, and then his expression became serious, "Two rulers have descended this time."

"So what?" Achilles pouted.

"We must get rid of them, otherwise it will affect us too much," the priest sighed, "Once the ruler himself has his mind on the Holy Grail, it will be too much of a threat to us, and there are two Command Spells for each heroic spirit." This matter cannot be ignored."

"The ruler can only be a heroic spirit who has no wishes," Lancer said.

"Heroic spirits are also human beings. We cannot rule out the factor that the ruler suddenly wanted the Holy Grail," the priest said with a serious face, as if he had already confirmed it.

"I'm fine with that," Lancer nodded and closed his eyes.

"Then the two rulers are in the east and west directions, which one of you will go?" The priest looked at the three heroic spirits present.

"Achilles, you go to the one in the west, start now," Atalanta said suddenly.

"Okay big sister, look at me, I beat the ruler to pieces and dragged him back," Achilles grinned, and then left the church with the spear on his shoulder.

"It's best not to worry about the one on the east side," Atalanta kept tapping her arm with her fingers, "That's not something the heroic spirits present can deal with."

"Why? Archer, you don't have any investigative Noble Phantasm in mythology. What gave you such confidence," the priest narrowed his eyes.

"I have a tracking skill that can only be activated on one person, and now it is crazily reminding me that he has appeared," Atalanta looked at the priest whose expression had started to freeze, with a half-smile.

"He is back, the white hero, the hope of the people."

Chapter 3 Return me to Achilles!

"Sure enough, it doesn't feel the same as a horse."

Joan reached out and pushed back the box that almost fell.

"Grandpa, how long will it take to reach Tulifas?"

"About twelve hours," the old man replied humming a little tune, "after all, this guy also needs to rest."

"Oh, so it's the same as a horse," Joan of Arc nodded. Although she really wanted to reach her destination quickly, the Lord couldn't let her jump into space. To pass the extra time, Joan took out a book from her backpack.

The Holy Grail will give the heroic spirit common sense, but this common sense is limited. Joan fell silent looking at the dense formulas and weird patterns in the math textbook. In her era, peasant children like her did not have the ability to receive education. If it were not for the Holy Grail Given her common sense, she might not even be able to read a word.

But I still don't understand!

"Lord, please tell me how to solve advanced mathematics," Joan subconsciously put the textbook in front of her and prayed reverently.

Five minutes later, after confirming that the Lord was not good at math, Joan gave up struggling and picked up the book and began to read from the table of contents.

"!"

After several hours of high-level brainwashing, Jeanne, who was a little drowsy, suddenly opened her eyes, instinctively telling her that something dangerous was approaching her, and it was very fast!

"Grandpa, don't stop and keep driving!" Jeanne picked up her luggage and shouted hastily to the old man, "This place will become very dangerous soon! Remember to keep driving!"

After speaking, Joan turned over and jumped out of the car.

The old man is a little confused, are young people nowadays so fierce?However, Joan of Arc has a convincing ability, so although he was a little puzzled, the old man stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom, but he seemed to see a flash of light like a shooting star.

"May the Lord bless you," Joan put down her luggage, and the armor made of magic power covered her body, "This feeling... is the rider of the red side!"

"boom-----"

Accompanied by the ear-piercing roar, Achilles, holding a spear, stopped not far from Joan of Arc. The smoke raised made Joan of Arc frowned, and she instinctively felt uncomfortable as her body was still in a human state.

"You are the ruler?" Achilles patted the dust off his body, "Now I want to kill you, I hope you have the value to let me come all the way to fight."

"Red rider, why did you stop in front of me? I'm just a referee and I won't interfere with any of your actions." Jeanne frowned, "The Command Seals corresponding to you are just in case That's all."

If she can, she doesn't really want to fight Achilles. As a ruler, she knows how strong Achilles is in front of her. Unless she uses that treasure, she probably won't be able to win.

"It's a pity, my master hates this just in case, of course I don't care," Achilles put the gun on his shoulder, "I just need to fight, it's rare for the elder sister to speak, I thought It’s him here, what a pity?”