I Will Always Be a Partner of Justice

The severe pain exposed the veins on Deshilang's face, he was dripping with cold sweat, and his breathing was slightly short of breath.

Most people in Cornwall are indifferent, but the people in Carn who love Dai Shilang are extremely ashamed!

"My king! You shouldn't be like this! You are a noble body!"

"How can the king be punished for the crimes we committed? God will punish us!"

They loved the king so much.

The king who gave them hope, the king who led them to escape Vortigern's clutches.

But at this moment, this king is taking punishment on their behalf!

Drops of cold sweat oozed from his forehead, gathered at the tip of his nose, and fell drop by drop.

The two swords pierced the body, and drops of black, red, and black blood flowed from the body, along the sharp blades, gathered to the tip of the sword, and fell.

The severe pain made the veins bulge at the temples.

Shirou pulled out a Cornwall official's sword again, and said: "Cornwall has not been governed for ten years, bandits are infested, and the farmland is deserted. This is also a king's crime! It should be punished!"

There was a sound of "cha", another sword strike, and blood spattered everywhere.

Shirou recounted Camelot's crimes against Cornwall all these ten years.From the high-pressure policies of Ulfess and Baldwin to the failure to resist Vortigern, the people were displaced and panicked all day long.

One sword after another, blood splattered everywhere, and after a while, seven swords were pierced into his body!

Shirou has become a blood man, his body is bleeding all over the place, but his face is already as pale as paper.

The people of Karn who love Shirou are already in tears.

A king who was supposed to enjoy wealth and honor in the royal palace, who was supposed to dominate everything, and who was supposed to enjoy everything, is now bearing the guilt of the past.

Put all the sins on yourself.

He has borne countless crimes on his own body.

Such a person, such a king, how can people not love him?

The people in Kahn were moved to tears, while in Cornwall, many people couldn't bear to look directly and turned their heads away.

Their hatred for Camelot is deep-rooted, but this scene...it is really hard to bear to watch again.

And Bedivere, Lucan and other people who swore allegiance to Shirou were trembling and had already burst into tears.

Geraint waited for the Cornish officials, but couldn't bear to look any longer, so he couldn't help but turn his head away.

Even Agguiwen, who had a gloomy face, was twitching the muscles in the corners of his eyes at the moment.

They were all shocked by Shirou.

Never!

There has never been such a king!

Such a king who took all the responsibility for all the crimes on himself and punished him!

Shirou breathed heavily, his body was on the verge of falling, as if he was about to fall in the next moment.He didn't use black mud to repair himself, because he knew that if he used black mud to repair himself when he punished himself, he would not be able to subdue anyone.

However, in order to keep himself going, he has the skills to enhance the continuation of the battle, such as [Battle Continuation] and [Regroup], which he copied from the heroic army on the [Root Source] road with [Mortal Heroes].

However, even with [Battle Continuation] on and waiting to enhance the ability of the battle continuation, Shirou is almost at the limit.

At this moment, the pain in his body could no longer be felt, and he was completely numb.Just by standing under the sunlight, the brain has a three-second disconnection of consciousness.

But he still didn't break down.

Drenched in blood, his face was as white as paper, Shirou said: "Everything here is because the king is ten years late! If the king was here ten years ago, Camelot would not have fallen into this situation! This—— , is the crime of the king and should be punished!"

He raised his hand tremblingly, and grabbed Bedivere's sword hilt.

Bedivere pressed Shirou's palm with tears all over his face, and cried, "It's alright, lord! Enough, lord! You——, you—, shouldn't be like this!"

"Yeah, Wang——, you shouldn't be like this!"

Lucan and others also persuaded with tears on their faces.

Geraint was an official in Cornwall, and he also persuaded with a full face.

"You——, but this king's knight?" Shirou looked at Bedivere and asked.

"Yes—! Naturally—! I——, I am your knight, Bedivere!" Bedivere said with tears all over his face.

"Then, I order you, take your hands away!" Shirou said.

"King!" Bedivere trembled all over.

"Take it away—!" Shirou said.

Bedivere let go of his hands trembling, and turned his head away crying bitterly.

Shirou drew his sword and looked around. No one dared to meet his gaze, and everyone turned their heads away.

Even the Cornish people, who were extremely dissatisfied with Camelot, couldn't bear to turn their heads away at this moment.

There was hatred in their hearts, but this king made them unable to bear to look directly at him.

With a sound of "cha", Shirou held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and pushed the sharp sword into his abdomen with great effort.