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

Thank you very much, everyone can recognize this book, you can recognize the hero named Hidega!I was really moved to see everyone celebrating and writing an epic for Sidika and buying shares for Sidika... (=_=).

[Being able to meet you] Probably... no, this is the blessing given by the gods to the night of the stars.

So everyone, can you celebrate (σ′▽‵)′▽‵)σ

PS Tomorrow at [-]:[-] in the morning, Crimson Twelve Drills will start

Chapter 1 Hero's Tablet

"Everything is for today!"

Danick sighed with emotion while holding the slate in his hand.

Sixty years of forbearance, quietly collecting various sacred relics, raising the flag of rebellion against the Magic Association, all for today.

So far everything has been within his expectations, including the fact that the clock tower dispatched fifty excellent magicians to carry them in one night.

Of course, he is able to relax now because of the excellent ability of the servant lancer he first summoned, and it took [-] seconds to string those magicians into the sky. Although this excellent heroic spirit is not very good in character, it doesn't matter. I have been pretending to be my grandson in front of the clock tower for so long, and I don't mind pretending to be my grandson today. No, if I succeed tonight, maybe I don't need to pretend to be my grandson.

"Lord Uncle?" The girl in the wheelchair was a little puzzled, why Danny laughed so loosely.

"Fiore? You're here," Danick exhaled and handed the slate in his hand to Fiore, with a nervous expression like a gambler waiting for the grand prize to be revealed, "I'll give it to you, please be sure to success."

Fiore's breathing became a little short, probably because Danic's nervousness had infected her, or the meaning of this slate made her not dare to be too casual.

"I know Uncle," Fiore nodded, drove the wheelchair to the front of the altar, and respectfully placed the slate in the center of the altar.

"Are you going to start?" The particles of light converged on the uppermost throne, and a man in a jet-black aristocratic dress appeared in the light and sat on the throne.

"Yes king," Danny bent down.

This heroic spirit sitting on the throne is his trump card in this Holy Grail War. Vlad III, the most famous hero in this land, the bonus of fame has further enhanced his already impressive power.

But this is not enough. Even if he has been preparing for sixty years, he will not dare to be careless. God knows how many holy relics the Magic Association has in the hands. Three times is not enough, so he needs a ghost card, a hero who can turn the tide of the battle by himself!

"Then let Yu look forward to it, the great hero of Greece, pure white hope," Vlad III narrowed his eyes. He had heard of Greek myths before his death, and he was still looking forward to meeting this hero. of.

The inexplicable Fiore became nervous. As the most talented magician here, she was the only one qualified to summon this great Greek hero.

Fiore took a deep breath, raised the hand engraved with the Command Spell, and blurted out the chant that had been engraved in her heart.

"------ Announcement!"

"Your body obeys my orders, my life is with your sword, you are called to the Holy Grail, if you are willing to follow this will and this principle, then respond.

I swear here, I would like to accomplish all the good deeds in the world, and I would like to kill all the evil deeds in the world. "

The pain of the magic circuit runaway made Fiore sweat on her white forehead, but she still gritted her teeth and said the final announcement.

"You are the seven heavens surrounded by the three spirits of words, from the wheel of restraint, the guardian of the scales!"

At the moment when Fiore's voice fell, a gust of wind swept the entire room. Fiore stretched out his hand to block his face, Vlad III stood up directly from the throne, and Danick took a step forward, watching with incomparable enthusiasm. With the light converging in the center of the altar.

That's right!

That's what it feels like!

A more powerful sense of oppression than when Vlad III was summoned!

Must be the hero!

"pat--"

The crisp sound of horse hooves turned Danny into petrification.

That great hero doesn't have horseshoes...

"Archer, Chiron conforms to um... It seems that you are not very happy," Chiron scratched his face and looked around at the people around him, and finally turned his eyes to Fio, who was sitting in a wheelchair with a dull face. Lei, "Master?"

"Ah? Hmm! Hello," Fiore nodded awkwardly.

"Did you fail?" Danick held his forehead helplessly, "Although I was mentally prepared, it really happened and it still gave me a headache."

"This slate?" Chiron raised his brows and looked at the holy relic on the altar, then smiled softly, "You want to summon that student of mine."

"Yes," Fiore nodded, "it is said that this slate is the story of the hero's encounter with you."

"That's right, he carved it with his own hands, and finally gave it to me," Chiron bent down and picked up the slate, his fingers gently brushing the carvings on it.

The white horse that fell from the sky, the boy who fell from the white horse, and the centaur who reached out to catch the boy.

"But this slate can only summon me," Chiron handed the slate to Fiore, "A heroic spirit can only be a dead hero, you cannot become a heroic spirit alive."

"Hey~ you mean that the hero who rushed to hell to fight the God of Time is not dead yet," Vlad III showed an interested expression.

"Well, he won't die, he's just trapped somewhere, my purpose this time is to use the Holy Grail to open that place," Chiron expressed his wish without concealment.

"Ah~ at least you don't have to worry about the Magic Association being able to summon him," Danick began to console himself. Anyway, this wave is not a loss. Judging from Chiron's performance, it should be only stronger or weaker than Vlad III.

"Then welcome to Yu's camp, teacher of Greek heroes," Vlad III opened his hands.

"Let's work together," Chiron turned into a human figure in the light.

"archer?" Fiore rubbed her eyes.

"This is to hide my real name, and I compressed the spirit base a little bit. The centaur is too conspicuous. Although the ability is somewhat weakened, don't worry, I can change back at any time," Chiron explained, "This is just a The trivial tricks I learned in my lifetime."

"In this way, our heroic spirits will have three cavalry. Tomorrow night, we will summon the remaining three. The seventh cavalry should be here soon." Danick rubbed the bridge of his nose, "I hope the Magic Association will be there. Put in a little water."