I Will Always Be a Partner of Justice

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In the barren desert, the sky was full of yellow sand.

The distant city exudes a faint golden light, like a cage, imprisoning endless mud.

Wang Hassan stood in the distance, looking at the city where the sun had fallen, for a long, long time.

Then, he turned around and left slowly.

The figure gradually faded away and faded away.

At last……

Disappeared.

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pS: That's all for today, good night~!This two-in-one, okay? 7.5K too!In this way, two changes are still owed.

Chapter 48 You still want to assassinate me?

"What's that weird sound?"

Mordred rubbed his ears and said in pain.

When she heard the voice coming from the [Mirror Book] just now, she simply felt that her soul was bursting, and she couldn't feel her own existence.

And Nitocris and several knights of the round table expressed the same feeling.

"Is it so scary?" Shirou asked suspiciously.

Mordred asked strangely: "Don't you feel this way?"

"It's really ugly...but it's not as exaggerated as you said, is it?"

Shirou really couldn't understand the feeling that Mordred and the others said, and even felt that they were playing themselves together.To Shirou, that sound...is really as ugly as shit, like the music of a dozen old audition troupes together, it is indeed disturbing, but it is not as bad as Mordred said Bar?

And the soul exploded!

Faced with Shirou's doubts, Mordred smiled disdainfully, then stretched out his hand, pointed behind everyone, and said, "Look at that man."

Everyone turned their heads and saw Tristan lying on the ground with his hands folded in front of his chest, his face was pale, foaming at the mouth, his body couldn't help convulsing and shaking, and his whole body exuded a round of ascension light.

Everyone was shocked, and hurried forward to push him: "Tristan, what's wrong with you?"

"Don't die, Tristan!"

The voice was sad, exuding the special and unique friendship among the knights of the round table.

Especially Gachris, with only one arm left, also pushed Tristan's body like a wave.

Shirou felt that if Gachris continued to push like this, Tristan might not be shocked to death by the sound, but would be pushed to death by him.

Nitocris walked up to [The Book of Dark Mirrors] and squatted down, picking up the mirror fragments one by one, but after all, these were treasures and not real objects, just like picking up sand, Nitocris picked up half of them , [The Book of Dark Mirror] completely dissipated.

Nitocris clenched her fists, "Pharaoh...!"

She understood that the brilliance of the sun finally came to an end.

In her ears, that full of confidence and reassuring laughter will never sound again.

"I have seen the last brilliance of the sun."

A warm voice suddenly sounded in her ear, Nitocris turned her head and saw Shirou standing beside her, smiling at her.

"I will never forget the glory of Ozymandias. I will keep the memory of this singularity and meet him again," Shirou said.

"Meet Pharaoh again?" Nitocris murmured.

"That's right. The temporary parting is not the end, but the beginning of a new and beautiful memory. So, please give me your advice in the future, Pharaoh Nitocris." Shirou said with a smile.

"Well, please advise, King Arthur." Nitocris nodded and said.

At this time, Tristan, who was being pushed violently by Gachris, finally woke up before his head was deduced by Gachris.

"I, where am I?" Tristan said in a daze.

Geraint said, "You passed out before."

"Nonsense! How could I pass out?" Tristan demanded.

"Because you heard that voice," Kay said. "Have you forgotten? The rhythm of that voice is, da, da, da da—"

Tristan remembered, his face turned pale, he covered his head, and shouted in pain: "Stop talking! Don't make me think of it!"

"Oh, the rhythm after that is like this, da da da, da da da da da—" Kai said with a smile.

"what--!"

Tristan yelled.

Seeing the noisy crowd, Shirou smiled.

Although the future is uncertain, but even if you don't know what the future holds, you still have to move forward.