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

It has been confirmed that this young man standing next to Grey with his head bowed has some relationship with the heroic spirit Hidega. Maybe it is the same as his situation with Grey, but when he sees that face, it represents him. Got caught in a whirlpool.

"Master?" Gray tilted his head, obviously El-Melloi II wanted to refuse just now, but changed his mind for some reason.

"It's really great, you have a job again," Belfibon spread his hands, "then go to your own office to talk, there are still a lot of things on my side."

"Is it about the punishment of the Thousand World Tree?" El-Melloi II raised his brows.

"Forget it, after all, they also announced their rebellion. The defeat of the Holy Grail War has almost used up their cards. There is nothing to do except surrender, but because of your report and the compensation from the Thousand World Tree, the Magic Association is tentative. I'm going to pretend it didn't happen," Belfibon shrugged.

"If you can just pretend it didn't happen, what did they compensate for?" Shishi Jie said that he killed me, and I wouldn't believe that the fooling report played a role.

"Well~ all kinds of holy relics, and..." The corners of Belfeibon's mouth rose slightly, "A slate~"

"Slate?" Lion Jie raised his eyebrows, thinking of the slate that was more valuable than him.

"That's right, a slate carved by a pure white hero himself. They should have used this slate to summon him, but the summoning became his teacher," Belfeibon spread his hands, "In terms of effect, this The value of the slate is higher than the value of the slate in our hands.”

Therefore, the elites who were killed by the Thousand World Tree before died in vain.

Cool, but realistic.

The value of people can only play a role when they are alive, not to mention that in the eyes of these magicians, their value is not as good as a slate.

"They really took the shot," El-Melloi II raised his brows. "Is it because they handed over the slate after confirming that Sidgar can be summoned, to show that they have no more thoughts?"

No, it was simply because it was impossible for anyone to summon Siddija again.

Lion Jie glanced in the direction of Siddija.

After all, this pure white hero has returned to this world, and the living cannot be summoned as heroic spirits.

That slate, which is extremely precious in Belphebon's eyes, is now just a cultural relic.

El-Melloi II squinted his eyes. Lion Jie's small movements did not escape his eyes. Now he can infer that this young man has an inevitable relationship with Siddigar, and only the Magic Association is unaware.

"interesting."

Chapter 74 Idle?nonexistent

El-Melloi II, a man of legend, no amount of magic can hide his abilities.

"Stomach... it hurts..."

El-Melloi II lay on the table clutching his stomach, even if his student was next to him, he couldn't restrain himself from crying.

I originally thought that this matter was at most the same level as Grey, but this level is too high!

The young man in front of him with his hood removed and sitting on the sofa drinking tea made by Grey is Siddija himself!

"That is... Mr. Siddija received flesh through the Holy Grail?" Grey, who did not understand the seriousness of the matter at all, brought the dessert to Siddija and asked curiously.

"It's not as simple as receiving flesh, lady," El-Melloi II scratched his hair hard, "receiving flesh is equivalent to a kind of resurrection. Heroic spirits obtain flesh while retaining the Noble Phantasm, even without a master. Always in this world, but the guy who was eating the biscuit didn't die, he was alive."

"To be fair, I was just joking at first," Shishi Jie sighed. He didn't expect that his speculation, which was mocked by Mordred, was the closest to the truth.

"Mr. Siddigar isn't dead?" Gray tilted her head.

"You don't have to be so restrained, just call me Sidika," Sidika threw a cookie into her mouth, "Well~ the feeling of food entering the stomach is really great."

"How about that..." Gray subconsciously looked at El-Melloi II.

"It doesn't matter, although these heroic spirits have outrageous self-esteem in some aspects, they are very casual outside of this," El-Melloi II rubbed his face and glanced at the cabinet not far away.

Just like that guy...

"Well~ this guy is a very talkative guy," Lion Jie seemed to be trying to make Grey less cautious, he snatched the biscuits from Siddija's hand very casually and stuffed them into his mouth.

"I have a bad guy on me," Sidika leaned against the sofa with her arms crossed over her chest, and looked at the Lion Jie who raised her hands, Sidika chuckled lightly, "Understood."

"Isn't this a Noble Phantasm under your control!" Shizi Jie nervously looked at the spikes made of black scales close to his neck.

"I can control her, but she also has her own consciousness," Siddija spread her hands, and the black scales began to recover, turning into a scarf around Siddija's neck.

"It is said that you defeated the dragon, and Hephaestus, the god of fire, used the body of the dragon to create a magical hand armor. It is an armament constructed from the scales of the dragon's body. In order to allow you to master it and even use it The nerve of the dragon, so it is, that's why you say it has its own consciousness," El-Melloi II stroked his chin.

"Yes, her name is Xiao Hei," Siddija touched the scarf around her neck.

[no!The old lady is the noble dragon who guards the Golden Fleece specially ordered by Ares, the god of war! ]

The dragon's voice exploded in Siddija's head.

[What a pity, in the legend you have become a bad guy. ]

Siddigar pouted.

"It's really dangerous, it's not easy to survive the Holy Grail War, eh?" Shizi Jie was stunned, because she kept her head down, so he didn't see it either, but since he was sitting now, he looked Arrived, the face of the girl standing beside Hidega in front of her eyes, "saber?"

"Huh?" Gray tilted her head in confusion.

"Cough, cough, this topic ends here," El-Melloi II raised his brows and coughed a few times.

He remembered that it was mentioned in the Lion Tribulation report that the heroic spirit he summoned was Mordred, the legendary illegitimate son of King Arthur, a rebellious knight, so the face of this heroic spirit should be exactly the same as the one he remembered.

"Ah, sorry," Lion Jie scratched his head, although he wanted to, but Mordred wouldn't show him such a cute expression, um, it's quite cute when he eats.

"Anyway, let's talk about the commission first," El-Melloi II nodded.

"Entrust? What entrustment?" Shishi Jie was taken aback.