hero?it must be me

Recalling what he saw and heard in the afternoon, the curse wrist couldn't help but let out a sigh.

"It's really, really amazing."

"In this way, the West Village will soon have a cavalry team, and the days to come will be much easier, and the lives of the villagers will be improved."

Zheng Qi nodded upon hearing this.

"Do you have any needs? We will try our best to satisfy you."

Zheng Qi shook his head.

"Then, I won't bother you any more..."

"and many more."

Zheng Qi's voice made the curse wrist who was about to leave pause.

"Don't be so respectful."

Looking at the waning moon in the night sky, Zheng Qi's plain voice fell into Curse Wrist's ears: "Salia and Lu Shide are not special in my eyes, and neither are you."

"So, it's unnecessary, it's troublesome."

"...Your tenderness, like your strength, amazes me as the acme of perfection."

"Let's go."

"Ok."

The figure of the cursed wrist quietly disappeared under the moonlight.

As a result, Zheng Qi was the only one left on this hill.

From the silent Zheng Qi, a dark green mist slowly flowed out, and in the blink of an eye, a figure appeared behind Zheng Qi.

"What do you want to do?"

The pale-skinned Lancelot looked at the lonely figure in front of him.

In the eyes of others, it was already a somewhat unusually tall figure, but in his eyes, since that day, it has always shown an incomparable colossus like mountains and heavy mountains.

He didn't know what this man wanted to do when he called out to him.

"Lancelot."

Zheng Qi spoke up.

He turned his back to Lancelot, so that Lancelot could not see his expression at the moment.

"—Your son is indeed a son, not a woman disguised as a man, right?"

Chapter 359: Cheap sugar, suitable for stopping tears

"Matthew Kyrielight, this is your self-reported name, right?"

Bedivere's first sentence was somewhat inexplicable.

But Matthew nodded obediently: "Yes, this is my name, is there any question?"

"Excuse me, may I ask, is this the real name of a Heroic Spirit?"

"This……"

Mash lowered her eyes, looking a little embarrassed.

"I know very well that this is not a question that should be asked of followers. I have also heard about Matthew being a half-servant from Da Vinci... my dear."

There was apology on Bedivere's face, but more of a serious look: "But I still have the courage to ask, please forgive my rudeness."

"..."

Mash couldn't help turning her eyes to Lixiang who came along for help.

"If you don't want to say it, don't say it, it's okay."

Lixiang did not make a decision for Matthew.

She just stated without hesitation that she supported Matthew's position no matter what.

Lixiang's words made Matthew's expression settle down.

"...Thank you, Master."

Matthew met Bedivere's eyes, and said seriously: "Mr. Bedivere, as you know, I am indeed not a heroic spirit, but a sub-servant, the product of the fusion of human beings and heroic spirits, Matthew o Kyrielight is my human name."

"And the real name of Heroic Spirit...I'm very sorry."

Matthew closed his eyes.

"The heroic spirit who fused with me and gave me strength died before he could tell me his real name. So, I actually don't know the answer to this question myself."

"So much so that I don't even know the real name of the treasure, so the power of the treasure...is extremely low..."

Speaking of this, Matthew couldn't hide her self-blame and depression on her face.

"...I'm very sorry that I made you say something that affected my mood, and thank you very much for telling me this."

Bedivere, who got the answer, also looked a little depressed.

"In this way, the doubts in my heart will disappear."

"No, please don't mind, my existence is indeed special, and I am conscious of this."

Matthew shook his head lightly.

"Indeed, sub-servants are a kind of wonderful existence, even if some followers are curious about it, it's normal. Rather, it's strange that the followers we have met all the time have accepted this situation so easily."

In the communication, Roman sighed.

"Is Lord Bedwell confused by the existence of sub-servants?"

he asked.

Bedivere nodded heavily.

"Yes, at first, when I recognized the shield, I was apprehensive. If Mr. Zheng Qi's words and deeds hadn't been too...strong, I might have worried about whether you are friends or foes..."

"So, please allow me to solemnly—"

As he spoke, he abruptly lowered his head and knelt down on one knee with a solemn expression.

"oh oh……"

Watching this scene, Li Xiang had an expression of incomprehension and sternness, as if he saw a stand-in envoy fighting on the street.

Matthew's complexion was reddish, neither hiding nor helping.

"You don't have to do this, I really don't mind..."

"This is not an apology, but a tribute, Ms. Matthew."

Bedivere said solemnly and sincerely: "You brave men who are worthy of saving humanity, I hope to pay my respects to you and your hard work all the time."

"I, I'm just a subordinate who is often protected by seniors..."

"You are mistaken, my lady."

Bedivere raised his face: "Although the Heroic Spirit who entrusted his power to you didn't mention it, and I shouldn't make irresponsible remarks, but there is no doubt that at this moment, I have an obligation and out of my own respect , I need to tell you this praise—you, like me, are knights of the round table."

"--Hey?"

Matthew was startled at first, and then reacted: "You said, the same round table——"

"Betty, do you know the heroic spirit who merged with Matthew?"

Lixiang also realized this point.

"Of course, it's better to say that every knight of the round table who has met you will definitely find out."

Bedivere nodded: "The strongest, most tenacious, and bravest—even among the round table, he is the only knight who is not proud of his own excellence in force, but shows others with a noble spirit."

"—It is such a special knight who entrusts his power to you!"

-

"So, your son did not answer the call of the Lion King."

"...You can see all my past here, why bother to ask."

"Then why didn't you tell Matthew at that time?"

Sitting side by side with Lancelot, Zheng Qi asked calmly.

Lancelot did not answer immediately.

Zheng Qi didn't intend to urge either.

After a while, someone spoke again.

"This is the first time I've heard of such a thing as a sub-servant, let alone witnessed it with my own eyes."

"That girl looks weak, but she actually has a tough heart. Although the cause is unknown, it is a natural result that he would choose to entrust his strength to her."

"and……"

Lancelot raised his head and, like Zheng Qi, looked at the waning moon in the sky: "This is her trial."

"Whether it's determined to face the rotten round table sword for life or death, or realizing the real name and liberating the real power, these are her own trials."

"I am now..."

He has no right to interfere, nor should he interfere—Lancelot wanted to say so.

But a kind of bitterness made him unable to say this after all.

Suddenly, Lancelot felt a big hand pat him on the shoulder twice.

He turned around in surprise, and looked at Zheng Qi beside him.

Zheng Qi withdrew his palm, and took out a blue-wrapped hard candy from his suit pocket.

"My mother often said that the coldness of mint and the sourness of lemon can easily stop unbearable tears."

As he spoke, he threw the hard candy into the arms of the somewhat dazed Lancelot.

"Cheap sugar, you're welcome."

"..."

Lancelot looked down at the hard candy in his hand.

After a moment of silence, he opened the package and threw the translucent light blue candy into his mouth.

The body of the dead can feel the feelings of the living.

The coolness that filled his mouth made Lancelot lower his head and close his eyes.

"...Why do you have to be a good person now?"

Zheng Qi just patted him on the shoulder again.

"Do not misunderstand."

Withdrawing his hand, Zheng Qi looked at the waning moon in the sky again.

"I just want you to know that you are my man now. From now on, if you don't want to fight the Lion King, you have to fight."

"but--"

Zheng Qi stood up.

"Other than that, I'm too lazy to ask too much."

"That's all."

After saying that, Zheng Qi turned around and walked down the mountain.

"……so."

Lancelot raised his face, he didn't know whether to cry or laugh, but in the end, it was just a long sigh.

"Why bother to be a good person now..."

Before Zheng Qi could go far, Lancelot's body turned into a dark green mist under the moonlight, quietly caught up with Zheng Qi's footsteps, and sank into his body.

All that was left was a sigh.