I Will Always Be a Partner of Justice

However, when she was really running with the holy sword in her hand, she discovered Shirou's real cheating.

His mud armor was billowing, and two mud hands grew out of his back, two mud hands grew out of his left side, and two mud hands grew out of his right side.

All holding the sword in the stone, no dead ends!

"After all, you still face me, face your own heart, Arturia." Shirou said.

"Why do you have to break my dream!?" Artoria Alter asked loudly: "I know it's fake, I know it's hypocritical, it's my own cowardice. But——, why do you have to break it? Break it? Why deprive me of the only place where I can be cowardly?"

"Because you have already caused trouble for others!" Shirou said.

Artoria Alter stared at Shirou angrily.

"Neon is not your Britain, and Fuyuki is not your Camelot. You can't be a ghost that has been lingering in the past." Shirou said.

"Shut up! Shut up! Why are you so good at talking!?" Alteria Alter asked angrily.

"Because of the turmoil between swords and swords, only people with the same mind can understand each other. If I don't speak, how can you understand my heart? If you don't speak, how can others understand your heart and your thoughts? ? Isn’t the human mouth and human language designed to communicate with each other’s sincere hearts?”

"You——, you bastard—" Artoria Alter took two steps back. This was the second time she had seen someone who could speak like this.

She could tell that this guy with the title of Caster hadn't changed in the slightest.In attacking the mind, still using language to attack the mind.It's just that the language used in the first night was so pungent and full of malice, but now it is warm, like a listener listening to troubles by the stove on a winter night.

"For each of us, there is a past that we don't want to forget, but the past can't be changed, and the future may be possible." Shirou said: "If you have hatred, regret, and anger in your heart. If no one understands, you can't change it." If someone talks to you, just tell me, and I will definitely listen carefully.”

"Shut up! You despicable heart attacker! I can't beat you, I can't kill you, but you don't kill me and you don't destroy me, you just keep buzzing in my ear, trying to destroy me Is it my Camelot? Do you just want to see my shattered dream? Let me tell you, there is no way! Don’t even think about it! My Camelot, my family, my friends, you can’t destroy any of them——! "

Artoria Alter held up the Black Holy Sword angrily, then flipped her wrist, and pierced her heart with a "crack".

"I can't kill you, but I can kill myself! Don't you want to destroy my dream!"

Shirou asked: "Why did I do this, did I do something that displeased you?"

"Yes! I hate it! I hate it! I hate it! Don't let me see your hypocrisy bastard again!" Alteria Alter's figure began to dissipate, and said: "You said that the past can't be changed, but the future may be. .My future is fine, but what about Camelot? Where is the future of Camelot?"

Shirou approached her, looked at her pretty face full of anger and hatred, slowly held her hand, then pressed it to her heart, and said, "Here."

"What are you talking about? What else is there besides my meat?" Artoria Alter asked.

"There is your Camelot. There is your family, your friends...haven't you seen it long ago? The home you have always wanted to go back to." Shirou said.

Artoria Alter looked into Shirou's bright eyes, and her nose suddenly felt sour.

"Camelo has never really left you. Its light has been shining in every corner of you and exists in your heart. Even if you can't see it, your important people will always be by your side." Shirou Ask: "Hear that? Their voices that keep calling you?"

It was a night.

The bonfire is surging.

The sentimental knight Tristan played and sang lightly.

The Knight of Judgment, Lancelot, wields a sword and the Knight of Brilliance, Lan Malockby, tries his hand at martial arts.

The secretary, Agfevin, remembered the battle damage with a solemn face, and Bedivere helped out while complaining.

The knights shoulder to shoulder were talking by the bonfire, sharing the results of their battles.

In the distance, Merlin, the magician of the court, ran like a child in the sea of ​​flowers. Behind him was cheated by him, and Kai, who was furious and chased him with a sword, caused the knights to laugh.

Beside the bonfire, she was pretending to be a king.But someone grabbed her ponytail from behind and tripped her, causing everyone to laugh, laughing that she was not as majestic as a king.She was so angry that she trembled all over, and she also pulled out the sword in the stone to chase and kill the man.

It turns out... the city of chalk has always been there.

Tears came down little by little, "I... heard everyone's voices."

The figure dissipated like snowflakes.

"The hero who will choose to listen, you are still..."

...the first one.

Chapter 81 You are also weak [Second update]

Everyone is telling their own stories, but not many people are willing to listen to the voices of others.

No one can confide, no one will listen, all the sorrows defeated by reality, all the grief, all the helplessness are like dust, closing the heart.Anger, jealousy, resentment... All evils are entangled, so words will become a sharp knife to hurt, a gentle heart will do bad things, and good friends will become old and dead.

Just like Shirou before.

But at this moment, Shirou is no longer confused.

The road to the end has been opened, and the rest is just to go through.Everything along the way is just a fleeting scenery, and those who are defeated by reality are just passers-by in life.But those stories, those sorrows, he will listen carefully.

Don't rely on God, don't rely on immortals, don't rely on everything supernatural, people will use their own hands to create a better future, what is missing is a quiet, serious listener who can pour out their sorrows.

Shirou received Emiya's [Unlimited Sword Control] for the last time, and came to the Black Holy Grail.

He raised his head and looked at the black mud pouring down like a waterfall.

The dark reflection reflected his figure.His body was filled with mud, he looked like he was twelve years old, and although his face was still immature, his body had a mature temperament, especially those eyes, which made it impossible to treat him as a child Come and see.

"crash"

The black mud poured down, but when it came to Shirou, it forked and rushed to both sides.

Shirou said: "There is no need to do this. I have already affirmed you and accepted you. Are you still unwilling to accept me?"

——You cannot bear the evil of this world.