I Will Eventually Embark On The Road Of No Return Called A Hero

"It hurts! I just wanted to try it!" Rin Tohsaka wailed, clutching his head.

"The result?" Cyd tried to pull the note, but the note lifted Illya as if it was stuck to Illya's forehead, "Is this stuff posted?"

“wú wú wú  …people still have to go to school,” Illya shed two lines of kelp tears.

"It seems to be resolved as soon as possible," El-Melloi II released Rin Tohsaka's head, "Rin Tohsaka, what are the characteristics of Servant?"

"No, we No one even saw it, there were only a few pillars standing there, and then there was the fog, which was probably Noble Phantasm," Rin Tohsaka rubbed his forehead, "but even if I rushed in, there was no response."

"You dashed into the interior of an unknown Noble Phantasm!" El-Melloi II stared wide-eyed raised his hand again.

"You can't let Illya rush!" Rin Tohsaka covered his head.

El-Melloi II was stunned for a while and then put down his hands helplessly, "Then what's with the paper on her head."

"That...I see Rin Went in for a while and caught up without responding," Illya raised her hand weakly.

"I don't know either, I was walking in front without being attacked," Rin Tohsaka scratched his head.

Cyd touched the chin and went around behind Rin Tohsaka.

A slip of paper with a large word on it was stuck to Rin Tohsaka's back.

Rin was actually attacked by a very vicious one.

Cyd patted Rin Tohsaka's shoulder with regret.

"Maybe you're lucky."

Not seen.

Although now he sees it.

"Prepare Noble Phantasm in advance, it's probably caster," El-Melloi II rubbed his shoulders, "Let's go."

"Miyu this time you Stay outside," Cyd raised his hand and pressed Miyu, who wanted to transform into a magical girl, "caster's words may cause some troublesome spells."

At this moment, there was a sticker on his head. The stupid Illya nodded hard, looking at the unusually dazzling note that swayed up and down, Miyu... flinched.

"Come back early."

"Okay~"

Cyd chuckled and waved his hand, the ripples like Ten Thousand Flowers Mirror slowly unfolded, With a brief sway, the world was displaced, and then he saw, Faintly discernible pillars in the thick fog.

"It's Noble Phantasm as expected, but it doesn't seem to have any offensive for now," El-Melloi II touched the chin and looked at the pillar.

"This burst will make people lost in it. Losing one's direction in war is far more deadly than any weapon," Cyd picked up a stone and threw it towards the thick fog.

“Boom————”

The stone carrying the terrifying wind pressure shot into the thick fog like a cannonball. It was soon filled with thick fog.

"Interesting, don't you mean if you don't go in?" Cyd shrugged his shoulders and jumped in place, "Then I'll have to go in as you wish... how is that possible~"

Cyd raised a huge bow, and arrows of light shining like the sun gathered between his fingers.

"One arrow flattened your formation!"

This is the type that Magician hates the most. He worked so hard to set up a formation waiting for you to break through, but the opposite side threw it. A nuclear bomb means you and your array will go to heaven with me.

It's too rascal...

"Kala Kala ———"

With the crisp rotation of the axle, a man in a wheelchair On the top, a silhouette with a feather fan in hand slowly appeared in the thick fog, but soon disappeared again, seemingly guiding Cyd and the others in.

Cyd tilted his head and placed the arrow on the bow.

"Thank you for telling me you were in there."

"Alas..."

With a sigh, the thick fog began to dissipate, and I sat down. In the wheelchair, the Servant holding the feather fan gradually appeared in front of Cyd and the others.

"This dress...and this weird formation," El-Melloi II's eyes slowly widened, "Zhuge Kongming!?"

Seems to be very satisfied with El-Melloi II Melloi II called out his real name, Zhuge Kongming, raised his chin slightly, and gently fanned the wind with his feather fan.

"It actually has its own consciousness, no, it should be the deviation caused by the forced summon after the magic base does not match," El-Melloi II narrowed his eyes, "So you can communicate?"

"Communication? Maybe we can understand each other this way," Cyd lowered his bow, then raised it again, "but it's faster!"

A blank sheet of paper floated away When he got up, a line of words slowly appeared on it.

[Is it okay if the notes on the two children can't be taken off? ]

"It doesn't matter what the two ponytails are, but Illya can't," Cyd curled one's lip and put down the bow, and the arrows of light shining like the sun turned into particles of light and slowly dispersed.

"Hey, big tactician, you shouldn't threaten us with a little girl," Cyd grinned. "Forcing others to break into your own array is too bad."

[Dignified, base and shameless, as long as you can help your Lord win, it doesn't matter. When you refuse to break into my formation, my plan has been seen through, which means it has failed. ]

Zhuge Kongming gently fanned the feather fan.

[It's just that the plot has been seen through, I wonder if you can stop my conspiracy? ]

“Boom————”

El-Melloi II took a step back, clutching his chest, eyes fiercely.

"Master, what's wrong with you!" Gray held El-Melloi II anxiously.

The heartbeat is intensifying, what... what is coming...

[Can you resist? ]

A ray of sunlight appeared in the different space, and the sun that should have set is rising with the advance of a silhouette.

The new world is overwriting this world.

The sturdy Divine Ox raised his head and screamed, accompanied by the raised red cloak, the burly silhouette slowly raised the sword in his hand, his mouth opened and closed as if to announce something.

Innumerable being fed, neon, surveyed, and child-climbing. ]

"What..." El-Melloi II covered his face and smiled, "Even if it becomes like that..."