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

The corners of Emiya Shirou's alter's eyes jumped.

"Yo two~ Now is not the time to compete, if you don't stay by the master's side," Angola Manuel showed a harmless smile, "I may eat the master at any time~"

The expressions of Joan of Arc alter and Matthew, who were secretly competing, changed at the same time. One person who was very tacit separated Angora Maine and Fujimaru Rika, and Joan of Arc directly aimed the flag at Angola Maine's neck. A gun appeared in Emiya Shirou Alter's hand.

"Hey, hey, don't look at me with such a scary expression, don't look at me like this, I'm super weak, and I'll be killed by you at will," Facing the maliciousness that Joan of Arc didn't intend to conceal at all, Angola Manuel raised his hands very simply, "But if you take your attention away from the master a little bit, I will eat her in one bite~"

"Isn't this a super dangerous servant, Sherlock Holmes!" Goldruff turned pale.

Sherlock Holmes just kept his pipe in his mouth. Angora Manuel's malice just now was genuine, otherwise Joan of Arc Alter would not have had such a big reaction, but if Angora Manuel really wanted to eat Fujimaru Rika, it was unnecessary. Tell those present.

I want to be alerted, alienated, and ignored.

Holmes narrowed his eyes.

"Ah~ don't worry, you don't look good, so I won't eat you," Angola Manuel waved his hand.

Goldruf's face darkened instantly.

"I know," Rika Fujimaru patted Matthew's head and stretched out his hand towards Angola Mainu, "I'm Rika Fujimaru, your master."

Looking at the hand in front of him, Angola Manuel's smile could not be maintained.

"Even you have to drive a servant like me, you are really an excessive person, do you want to see me die so tragically?"

"You won't die," Fujimaru Rika said earnestly, staring at Angola Mainu, "I promise you."

Don't want me to die?

"Ha~ It's really a headache master," Angola Manuel grinned and put his hands behind his head, "It's not me blowing, I'm really super weak."

"But you're better than me," Fujimaru Rika gave a thumbs up, "I won't die, how can you die!"

Because we'll protect you with our lives, idiot.

"Then I will try my best not to die~"

Chapter 22 Let's explode

"Well, have they set off successfully?"

The man tapped Erlang's leg leisurely and fiddled with the instrument in his hand.

"This is really useful, even if you are separated by thousands of miles, you can observe each other."

[As a matter of fact at war——]

"This will make it easier to see the tragic state of the enemy when they are defeated," the man pushed his glasses and showed a hearty but gloomy smile, "What did you just say?"

[No, I have always been curious about why you chose to help the king. 】

"As long as it's about the king, you're always curious," the man spread his hands, "I've said it before, I'm just a military advisor, right or wrong, when I choose to follow the king's back, these are all It has nothing to do with me, and the king is very fond of me, and he has won the world with his personal charm. If I live in this world, I will probably chase after the king with the cheeks."

[Here you do. 】

The man's hand fiddling with the instrument paused, and then he showed a helpless smile, "It's really enviable."

[Many people say that. 】

I don't know if it's his illusion, but it always feels like the owner of the voice is showing off something.

"Well~ it's a pity that I didn't have the chance to use the self-destruction tactics," the man sighed, with a slightly sad look as if he was worried about the world, but he was simply distressed because he couldn't launch his companions.

【It’s okay, you can launch Moriarty】

Moriarty, who was drinking tea, shivered and felt a chill behind him for no reason. There was always a feeling that the military advisor who often smiled handsomely but maliciously at them was standing behind him.

"It must be a beautiful firework." The man took off his glasses and looked up at the sky with a blurred gaze, as if he was imagining a bright future. In fact, he was just predicting the brilliance of Moriarty's fireworks.

"That, Miss Nightingale, can you get me a blanket," Moriarty weakly stretched out his hand to Nightingale who was folding clothes, "I'm a little cold."

"old?"

"Can a servant get old?"

"No, because you were an old man to begin with."

Moriarty, wrapped in a blanket, silently drank hot water and was unable to extricate himself from the sad reality of being an elderly person.

Why does that guy appear as a handsome guy, and I appear as a middle-aged person!

"No, as expected, let's forget it." As if remembering something interesting, the man chuckled and waved his hand, "I don't just want to watch other people's self-destructing sadists, and the fireworks in this world are also beautiful. "

【But I hope you can take action at a critical moment】

"Who do you think I am? I am Chen Gong, the counselor of the pure white king Sidika," the man's mouth raised slightly. "Since he has decided to dedicate his everything to the king, he will naturally go all out."

[Then please launch Moriarty first]

"Indeed, Wang only needs a military advisor," Chen Gong pushed his glasses and revealed a gloomy smile, "This is a necessary sacrifice."

Moriarty sneezed violently.

"Miss Nightingale, I may have a cold."

"Okay, remove it."

"That's why you can't pass the exam!"