In fact, Dis Musk doesn't know how to meet the teacher, and the Pope is not the same, in this sensitive time period, in this spring and autumn of the old and the new, how to deal with the matter of Dismask. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

A free and rebellious disciple, an old and stubborn teacher.

With a different and apprehensive mood, Dismask took Alice Phil's little hand, and finally came to the dark and wide wooden door of the Pope's Palace, a tall and familiar figure stood in front of the door, the red armor was eye-catching, this tall guy was the Iron Tower ~ Douglas, the chief of the guard of the Pope's Palace.

Douglas squinted as usual, as if he were the king of heaven, but this time, before the Dismasker came to him, he opened the heavy door, and then stood beside him, not speaking. He was a worthy warrior, and his loyalty was dedicated only to the lonely old man in the temple.

Dis Musk didn't glare as angrily as he used to this time, he gently took Alice Phil's somewhat cold hand and walked forward.

The two guards at the door stood with their faces in a knightly salute, and the sound of the rubbing of armor was always reminiscent of the battle of the Golden Iron Horse.

The wide red carpet stretched all the way to the doorway, and there was always a spot of light in the transparent ceiling glass, spilling into the gray hall.

"You're back. At the end of the main hall, the figure of the Pope was carved into the golden throne like a statue, and two handfuls of white hair spread on his chest, which looked extremely dazzling on the black papal dress.

Dismusk took a step forward and naturally knelt down at the bottom of the steps, Alice Phil behind him pulled up her long skirt, and her body was shorter with the man in front of her.

"Teacher, you are old~" Dismask pursed his lips, he hadn't seen him for half a year, as if he had a thousand words, and in the end there was only this one sentence left.

"Hehe~ The veteran will not die, but will gradually wither. The Pope bowed his head slightly, his golden-colored helmet shining brightly in the sun, and he gradually stood up, his old and somewhat crooked figure looked extremely powerful at the moment.

"I will follow in your trajectory and create an era that belongs to heroes. Dismask blurted out when he saw his teacher bathed in the sun, looking so holy and noble, his body and mind seemed to be rendered by some kind of atmosphere.

"Hero, how familiar these two words are, and how strange they are, how many adoring eyes are behind it, behind it are how many ghosts have witnessed many disasters, its road is paved with bright red liquid, bit by bit, in fact, sometimes, I wonder if this world can be peaceful and peaceful, what other heroes are needed. But the times really need him!" The Pope's voice was deep and low, as if those words were like a thousand weights, not to mention that the word "hero" was already very heavy.

Hearing the teacher's words, Dismask was stunned, and he suddenly thought of a person, his adopted son Kiritsugu Emiya, a child who lived in his own dreams, a child who was obsessed with the delusion of world peace.

At this moment, Dismask found that his teacher also had this hope, or rather, Emiya was very much like the teacher in front of him.

There is a spirit called Sion Gamil, a man who knows he can't do it.

"Hero is the mission that every era needs to carry, it is the embodiment of responsibility, honor, justice and love, even if the disciple can't be a hero to save fate, I have to follow its trajectory and come into being! Like a meteor, under the sky, draw the most brilliant light. Dis Musk said in an impassioned manner.

The woman behind her firmly grasped the man's hand and whispered in a voice of only two people, "In my world, you are my hero." ”

Although it was a whisper, how could it hide from the Pope's ears and eyes, the old man just smiled slightly, at this moment, he was more sunny and kind, as if in an instant, the estrangement between him and his disciple Dismask melted instantly. At least, now they're talking well.

"I'm tired, the future belongs to you young people, continue to pass on a spirit, I need an heir, I don't want him to be the best, but I hope to see the warmth of the future from him. Step by step, the Pope stepped down the golden throne, walked down the nine steps, came to Dismask, gently lifted him up, and said with hope, just like a father who wants his son Jackie Chan to teach his son Dun Dun.

"I knew what I was supposed to do. Dismusk took advantage of the situation and looked at the mentor in front of him, and for a moment, he suddenly didn't want to disappoint the old man.

"This is your wife, what a lovely little one. As he spoke, the Pope took out an old knight's medal from his bosom, handed it over, and said, "This is for you, as a gift from the elders for the first time." I wish you happiness and happiness. ”

Alice Phil hesitated for a moment, but finally took the medal with body temperature, and she whispered thanks, "My name is Alice Phil, old man, thank you for the gift, this is the most beautiful gift I have ever received." ”

"Teacher, that's your honor!" Dismask looked at the somewhat old knight's medal, he knew that it was a guardian knight's medal, he also understood the meaning of the teacher's expression, and he knew that the medal was something that would accompany the teacher for a lifetime. That kind of thing is precious.

"Honor? No! That's the spirit, that's the inheritance of the spirit. The Pope shook his head, said negatively, and then turned and walked back, without looking back, "Go down and do what you are supposed to do." ”

Dismask looked at the teacher's back, a kind of responsibility seemed to be pressed on his shoulders, it was a kind of inheritance, he didn't speak, just quietly took Ellie's hand, turned around, and left.

"Dismask!"

Just when Dismusk was about to walk out of the palace gates