I Will Always Be a Partner of Justice

if so……

So who is this person?

Nero Chaos looked at Shirou's face, and the last immortality was swallowed up, time began to act on him, and his consciousness and soul were buried in the long river of time.

[Evil] retreated.

What appeared on the ground was a decayed corpse.

And this is what Nero Chaos should have looked like.

"That's good... that's amazing." Alquette couldn't help but said, "Shirou, that thing of yours is too cheating!"

She was also troubled by the immortality, and ended up being involved in [The Evil of Vampires] and [The Evil of This World], and then Nero Chaos died.

"It's almost like the king of the dead..." Alquite whispered.

"Stop rambling." Shirou glanced at Alquite and said, "Use your magic eye to erase this memory for ordinary people."

Alquite's face froze, "I... I don't have magic eyes!"

"Stop pretending! It's time to deal with the aftermath!" Shirou said.

At this time, dozens of magic marks were opened outside the door, isolating the connection between the inner space and the outer space, making the inner space form a closed inner space.

Then, a girl in a white tuxedo with a maroon ponytail walked in.

The girl's pace was slow, with a kind of aristocratic elegance, just like a noble lady in the middle ages, but her face was very cold, with a feeling of disregard for human life.

She glanced at the arena, her eyes paused slightly on Nero Kaos, who had turned into a rotting corpse, and finally fell on Shirou's face, and said: "It seems that Nero Kaos, the ancestor of the Dead Apostles, Oss has already been taken care of by Your Excellency."

Shirou nodded, and then said: "If my predictions are correct, Your Excellency should be Lord Bathermelo, who is known as the 'highest modern magician', Barthamelo Lorelei, right?"

"Exactly." Bathmelo Lorelei nodded.

"Then, Lord Bathermelo, I will leave the aftermath here to you." Shirou said, preparing to remove the [evil] wall, and leave the place with Alquite.

"Wait a minute!" Bathmelo Lorelei's eyes fell on Alquite, and said, "This one should be the last true ancestor remaining in the world, Alquite Brunstadt Germany?"

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At night in London, the lights are feasting and lively, and the tranquility of the night cannot be seen at all.

The princess of the True Ancestor and the Dead Apostle, Erte Lucy Brunstad stands at the tip of the Elizabeth Tower, covered in the cold moonlight, she looks extremely elegant and beautiful, fully in line with the temperament of a princess.

At least, this is because he is one of the oldest Dead Apostles along with the white-winged Lord Tevem Otenrocher, and this is how the black knight Rizowal Stulut sees it.

And this is also the reason why the black knight Rizowal Stulut will follow His Royal Highness Eltluchi Brunstadt.

"What's the matter?" Eltruchi asked.

The black knight Rizowal Stulut said: "It has been found out, Your Royal Highness. The White Wing Lord has indeed launched a hunting plan, and the first one to send out is the Chaos Swarm, Nero Chaos."

"Hmph. Is that doll lair without its own personality? Lord White Wing is really stupid enough to send that dead apostle who doesn't even know if his personality still exists to carry out the hunting plan."

After a pause, Erte Luqi laughed and said, "However, this is indeed more difficult for Yu's so-called younger sister."

The black knight Rizowal Stulut asked: "Do you want to help, Your Royal Highness?"

"No need. No matter how much suffering the replica has suffered, for Yu Laiyan, it's a clown show worth savoring." Elte Lucki pursed her lips and showed an elegant smile.

The black knight Rizowal Stulut bowed his head and remained silent.

He knew why Eltruchi would respectfully call that true ancestor princess a replica.

Because the true ancestor princess was imitated by the true ancestors based on the true ancestor who killed the King of the Moon with the Eternal King and slept in Avalon with the Eternal King more than [-] years ago. of.

"Are they back?" asked Eltruchi.

"Not yet, Your Royal Highness." The black knight Rizowal Sturut said with his head bowed.

"Hmph. The efficiency of work is really low enough. The breath of [True Ether] in London's underground is really getting stronger and stronger, which reminds me of some not-so-good past events. However, the Holy Grail left by Galahad , can’t be taken away by others.” Eltruchi said.

"Yes—!" said the black knight Rizowal Stulut.

"Then, let's go...huh?" Erte Luqi, who was speaking, trembled subconsciously.

"What's the matter, Your Royal Highness?" The black knight Rizowal Sturut raised his head and looked at Erte Luqi strangely.

"No...it's nothing..." Erte Luqi shook her head and said, "It's just that I didn't feel well just now, let's go!"

"Yes." The black knight Rezovor Stulut said.

The two shuttled under the night.

However, Erte Luqi showed a blank look on her face.

Just now, her heart was instinctively filled with fear and fear for a moment.

This should be impossible, even after years of confrontation with the White Winged Lord Tevem Otenroche, she has never felt afraid, why did she suddenly have some fear in her heart just now?And you can hardly breathe?

Delusion?

So far, what she fears, what she fears, are only two people.

One is Zhu Yue, but she has already been killed. Even if she has will, she can't control her, let alone make her fear.