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

"Do you know why they fear you?" Mordred grinned as if he didn't notice Wang Hassan's killing intent, "because you never told them what was in your heart, what were you thinking, What they're doing, they never know, all they can see is what you've done."

The flames in Wang Hassan's eyes jumped.

Sidica sighed and held her forehead.

Mordred, you—

"For them, you are too sacred and too far away. You are obviously just Hassan. You are no different from them, just their king."

"They are eager to come to you, to be able to help you, and to be recognized by you."

"But you just kept silent and didn't even let them see you."

"Are you afraid?"

"I am afraid that because of this, I will not be able to swing my sword firmly, and I will not be able to make a fair judgment."

Who are you talking to?

Is it the king Hassan in front of him, or the king who abandoned his heart?

"You are human!"

Mordred excitedly grabbed the armor on Wang Hassan's chest and roughly pulled him to his waist, staring at the skeleton mask with no expression in front of him.

"You have your own feelings, don't avoid it!"

"They will never give up their beliefs because you are no longer illusory, nor do they choose their own path out of fear."

"Go and tell them what the hell are you thinking! You don't—"

Probably, no, Mordred must have been too excited to associate the king Hassan in front of him with someone who was indignant but regretful.

In short, Mordred raised his fist in a gesture of savagely attacking Wang Hassan's face.

Sidica raised her with both hands under Mordred's armpit, and at the same time opened the distance from King Hassan.

"Let go of me! Just let me hit!" Mordred waved his limbs unwillingly.

"You're going to die!" Sidica turned Mordred over, raised his hand and slapped Mordred's ass.

"It hurts! It's definitely not going to be a hoo ah ah ah ah!"

Wang Hassan slowly straightened his body and looked at the sky. Under the soft sunlight, the fire that seemed to come from the abyss became extremely dim.

It's not that he didn't think about walking on the earth with Hassan of every era, maintaining the order with them.

But no.

He is the watcher and the judge.

Every Hassan is a hope for the Order.

He must cut the root of corruption.

If his sword is not so firm because of his feelings, Hassan, who is being judged, will suffer pain that should not be endured.

If Hassan's fall is faster because of his company, then he is a sinner of the sect.

So he chose silence.

Walking in the valley like a ghost, he swung the sword of death towards the fallen Hassan.

"A pure white hero, what exactly do you see me as?" Wang Hasan said softly, "A judge, a watcher, or a soulless soul?"

"You're just a respectable senior to those Hassan," Siddija said with a smile.

Although he didn't stop slapping Mordred's ass.

"I'm really arrogant," Wang Hassan passed by Hidicah and walked slowly towards the East Village, "I am also a human being, and I am also Hassan, and it is all Hassan who are united now. when."

"That's really nice," Sidica chuckled.

"not good at all!"

Mordred shouted with tears in his eyes.

Chapter 23 We are not evil forces!

"It's really peaceful~"

Tatsuka Fujimaru, who was sitting on the chair, sighed while holding the steaming hot tea.

"Yes, senior."

Mash was sitting next to Fujimaru Tachika with hot tea.

As if they had made an appointment, they drank hot tea at the same time.

"You are too leisurely," Roman, who was in Chaldea, sighed.

Half an hour ago, they shouted "We want to save the world before Hidicah", but now they are drinking tea and looking like retired veterans.

"Yeah, doctor, I thought about it carefully. To compete with Shengdu, the most important thing we lack is combat power. It is obvious that we have the strongest combat power, but it is a bit stupid not to fight for it," said Fujimaru Rika shaking her head. "Guang Maxiu is so strong, how strong he must be."

"Although I don't want to pour cold water on you, Sidika is alive, and he doesn't have the inherent Noble Phantasm that the world sings about," Roman began to flip through the materials next to him.

"Eh? Eh!!! That Noble Phantasm that doesn't allow the opponent to run away and directly lock the enemy!" Fujimaru Tachika's eyes widened.