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

"Not yet, I can't give up yet," Siddija held her left wrist, "I still have things to do."

"Is that so..." Roman lowered his eyes, grinned and gave a thumbs up after a while, "It's okay, I'll keep your cake! Let's eat it together later!"

"Anyway, your cakes are hidden in that room, right~"

"Please leave some for me!"

Chapter 99 Mortals on a Journey

"boom----"

The skinny girl in armor calmly dismantled the equipment with a shield that was completely disproportionate to her size. Seeing her skilled movements, Siddija couldn't help but sigh.

"This child... is quite cute," Siddija rubbed her chin.

"Failed again?" a researcher sighed, "Why didn't the hero cooperate with us."

The surrounding researchers also sighed and shook their heads. As for the girl's life and death, it seemed that they had nothing to do with them.

"Success by reliance, but unwilling to cooperate," Roman sighed, "It turned out to be like this."

"Isn't that of course?" Siddija looked around and sighed, "These guys haven't understood the existence of heroes."

The girl was used as a test object, and the researcher standing on it stared at the girl with the eyes of "you are just a dispensable consumable". Normal heroes would not tolerate this situation, but just tear down the surrounding things. It's already good-natured.

But this is also something that can't be helped. It's just a familiar. This is the common perception of mages about Servants.

"Go away."

No one cared about the life and death of the girl who fell to the ground. Anyway, someone was in charge. They only needed to get the research materials. The indifferent people took their documents and left, leaving only Hidega and Roman.

"A magician?" Siddija patted Roman on the shoulder, then jumped into the experimental field, "If you don't change your opinion of that child, that hero will not help you."

"For them..." Roman glanced at the folder in his hand and sighed, "It doesn't matter at all."

Siddija frowned and crossed the gravel to the girl.

"Excuse me... who are you?" The girl lying on the ground raised her head with some difficulty and looked at the young man squatting in front of her.

"Does it hurt?" Siddija raised her hand and stroked the girl's messy hair.

Although the hero was dissatisfied with what happened to the girl, it seemed that the girl was bumped a bit when he was released.

The girl tilted her head, as if she didn't understand Hidega's behavior, but nodded honestly, "It hurts."

"Yeah, of course it hurts," Siddija sighed and hugged the girl.

"That... don't bother you to help, I can go by myself." Although there was no resistance, the girl still said seriously.

"It's okay, I'm just doing my job," Siddigar chuckled, "Right Roman?"

"Yeah, Matthew, this is... his job," Roman waved the folder in his hand, "Matthew's... room is over here."

"Really? Then I'll trouble you." Matthew lowered his head very obediently.

What a good boy!

Hidega couldn't help but cast a glance at Roman.

You... don't have a conscience.

Roman turned his head in embarrassment.

"Speaking of which, what should I call you?" Matthew tilted his head.

"You can call me~" Siddija smiled softly, "Siddija."

"Eh! The pure white hero of Greece!" Matthew's eyes widened.

"No, it's just the same name. The words of a pure white hero can definitely save you," Siddija shook his head, "I'm just an ordinary cleaner."

"Now I'm doing well, and cleaning is a great profession, please believe in the meaning of your existence!"

Indeed a good boy!

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"That hero's temper is really good." Sidika put Mash on the bed, and then looked around with her eyes hanging.

It is not so much a room as an observation room, with a bed, two chairs and a table, surrounded by transparent glass, and above there are some researchers looking at Matthew with reports.

That's not the look in the eyes of a human being.

How do people live in such an environment?

However, even so, Matthew's eyes are still so pure, probably in her eyes, the world doesn't even have malice, no, it should be that she doesn't use malice to speculate on others at all.

If all human beings in this world were the same as Matthew, then the world would probably be so beautiful that people felt like they were dreaming.

However this is not possible.

Siddija reached out and touched Matthew's head, even if he couldn't help but want to smile after seeing Matthew's eyes, but those researchers didn't change their expressions, they didn't care about Matthew's eyes at all, All they care about is the data. In this case, Matthew can still maintain such a mentality, and I have to say...

"Aren't you all fishing for fish," Siddija glanced at Roman who was beside him.

"No, I didn't do anything, I was just chatting with Matthew," Roman sighed softly, "That's all I can do."

"The story the doctor tells is very interesting," Matthew said earnestly.