I Will Always Be a Partner of Justice

"I'm not trying to bear the burden, but stop deceiving myself and others." Shirou said: "I affirm you, because I also have evil in my heart, and I am affirming myself. There is evil and good, and then go to freedom. Friends, I just I took a step ahead of you, let us walk the rest of the way together! Go and see together, that freedom is wider than the sky!"

——Then be careful.Our evil will devour you all the time.

The sea of ​​mud turned into waves and poured into the evil mud behind Shirou.

"Kill kill kill kill kill——!!!"

"Die, die, die——!!!"

With evil thoughts in his ears, Shirou said with a smile: "I will not let my heart be dusted anymore. Because it is the most important thing in my whole body."

——As long as you don’t deny yourself, don’t deny evil, and don’t abandon us.Evil blessings are upon you forever.

"Who are you?" Shirou asked.

"The evil of this world, your evil body."

The huge evil mud was involved in Shirou's body.Condensed, gathered, and finally merged with the evil mud behind him.

The immeasurably heavy curse almost instantly crushed the spirit base of the Heroic Guard Palace, cursing it into pure fragments of magic power, which were then swallowed and chewed by the mud.

At this point, the karma of Heroic Emiya disappeared in Shirou's body.

A business called Fujimaru Shiro began to be born.

The road stretches forward, for the rest, just walk over it.

The hole in the sky no longer pours mud, because mud has become Shirou's evil.

Kong slowly disappeared, and the black mist covering the sky also began to dissipate slowly.

A crystal clear crystal of magic power appeared in front of Shirou.

This is the essence of the Holy Grail, a highly concentrated magic crystal.

The way to the root can be opened, and the wish can also be fulfilled to a certain extent.

As long as Shirou draws a part of his magic power and injects it into it, he can activate this crystal and realize a certain degree of wish.

It should be possible to reverse the boundary between life and death and resurrect the innocent people involved in this war.

However, this crystal is not yet complete.

Saber, Lancer, Rider, Assassin, Caster, Berserker... The spirit foundations of the servants who followed the summoning have been counted in this crystallization.But the ceremony of the Holy Grail still needs a soul, a spirit base.

Archer, Gilgamesh.

In fact, Shirou can fill this crystal with mud, thus achieving the effect of the Holy Grail.But once this is done, this crystal will be polluted by mud and become the real existence of the Black Holy Grail. The wish can be fulfilled, but it will come in the form of evil and curse.

and so--

"Are you here, Archer?" Shirou asked.

"Humph."

An arrogant and contemptuous snort sounded, and the golden king slowly fell from the sky and stood on the standing street lamp not far in front of him.

"It's come this far. As a bastard, it's not bad." Gilgamesh said: "If you want to complete the Holy Grail, the last thing you need to face is this king! This king is the king of evil!"

Gilgamesh showed a nasty smile, and the malice in his heart almost rushed out of his body.

However, in the face of the King of Gold who hated him until now, Shirou just smiled and asked: "Can you stop calling me a bastard? I don't like this nickname."

Gilgamesh frowned, Shirou's attitude was a little different from what he had imagined.

In fact, the fire he saw in Shirou was also different from the fire he imagined.

When he first saw Shirou's fire, it was like a waste fire made of all kinds of garbage and disgusting things, mottled and stinky.The conceived fire of awakening should also be a raging mottled fire, a fire of anger, and a fire of revenge that swallows all karma.

However, in fact it is different.At this moment, the fire he sees in Shirou is pure and fragrant, a passionate fire that makes people want to collect, confide, and wish.

This is simply impossible!

From the moment a person is born into the world, he is constantly contaminated with filth.Benefits, deceit, jealousy... The fire of pure enthusiasm is blocked by garbage, and the mottled stench begins to permeate, until the last moment of life, all the mottledness disappears, revealing the original pure nature, and then extinguished.This is the law of life.

But this person in front of him is just the opposite.Possesses a fire that is exactly the opposite of his nature, a stinking fire, a bastard of bastards, and yet burns against the law.There were mottled fires when I was a child, but when I grew up, I showed a passionate fire.

What exactly is this?Is it something you are looking for?

"Gilgamesh, you—— are weak," Shirou said.

"What!?" Gilgamesh was stunned for a moment, and then his face was full of anger, "What did you say? You said that this king is weak? Bastard! Do you have the guts to say it again!"

"I've said the same thing several times. You are just a weak person who was swallowed by anger." Shirou said: "There are four stages in life. The naive childish period, the passionate youth period, the complicated youth period, and the unconfused old age period. You and We are the same people, there is no difference. We will be knocked down by reality, and you will be knocked down by reality, anger and powerlessness, everyone has it."

Gilgamesh stared at Shirou with gritted teeth, his eyes were filled with cold murderous intent, and his voice almost came out from between his teeth: "Are you teaching me how to be a man?"

"No, I'm not a teacher, and you're not a child. Besides, I still hate you very much, and I can't wait to kill you the next moment. In fact, in order to complete the Holy Grail, I have to kill you too. But from you I have received so many favors over there, if I don’t pay back, then I won’t be me.” Shirou stretched out his hand and said with a smile, “So, only this time. I will be your Enkidu.”

"boom!"

Like a fuse, it directly ignited Gilgamesh, who was already in a state of anger.

He glared at Shirou ferociously, with murderous intent all over his body, "Bastard, how dare you say you are him?"

If the cold killing intent in his eyes had any substance, one hundred and twenty-eight treasures appeared around him, aiming at Shirou.

Shirou looked peaceful, although his eyes were indifferent, he was still sincere.The mud behind him surged, forming eight arms.