I Will Always Be a Partner of Justice

"Heroic spirits are attacking!" Weber said.

Shirou said: "My [evil] is enough to help you defend against the attacks of those fakes."

"No!" Weber said with a serious face: "That heroic spirit... is an existence of two orders of magnitude!"

next moment--

"Hooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

A childish roar came from the hall, and the next moment, thick black water gushed out of it.

Wherever it went, the flowers and trees were decayed and withered.

However, under the blessing of a certain kind of special power, those corrupted flowers and trees were reborn again, and then continued to be corrupted and rotted by the black water.

In this way, reincarnation is intertwined in withering and corruption and rebirth and recovery.

It looks very weird!

And in the foul-smelling black water, a petite and immature human figure slowly appeared.

"That's...!" Shirou couldn't help being stunned.

Not only him, but also Alquette, Eltruchi, Merlene Solomon, and even Luvia couldn't help being taken aback.

"Shiro...!" Luvia whispered.

That's right, it was Caster Fujimaru Shiro who appeared in front of Shirou!

The appearance is exactly the same as that of Shirou during the Fourth World War!

"Shi...Shirou! There are two of you!" Alquite said in surprise.

Shirou frowned.

Surprised he has.

But more, it is doubt and incomprehension.

He is still alive, there should be no seat for him in the Hall of Valor, how could he be copied?

"What's that?" Shirou looked at Weber and asked.

Weber said, "It was you during the Fourth World War."

"I understand that. But what is that?" Shirou asked again.

Webber said, "It's also a Heroic Spirit that appeared on the class card. It's just that the card is weird. It doesn't have the word 'Caster' written on it, and it's a completely blank card."

"A completely blank card?" Shirou frowned.

And at this time, Alquite asked: "Shi...Shirou, that 'you' is our enemy, right?"

"Okay, what's wrong?" Shirou asked.

A faint blush appeared on Alquite's face, and he said eagerly: "That enemy, leave it to me to kill—!"

"Wait a minute, Alquette..."

Before Shirou finished speaking, Alquette rushed towards Caster Fujimaru Shirou.

How should she kill this "Shirou"?

Is there even a question?That villain, who let her go for so many days, played her as a fool, of course tore him apart!

From beginning to end, torn to pieces!

Eltruchi raised her head when she heard the communication between Erquette and Shirou, eager to try.

however--

With a sound of "boom", Alquite, who rushed over like a cheetah, was hit by something, and then flew out like a meteor, smashed the sculpture, and was buried alive.

Shirou sneered and said: "Idiot! I haven't found out yet, is that thing aimed at dead disciples?"

Eltruchi shrank her head, hugged the fainted Grey, hid in a dark corner, hugged her head, trembling.

Rather than venting anger at Caster Fujimaru Shirou, it's better to hold your head.

"Hooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Caster Fujimaru Shiro roared, and the six arms behind him rushed towards Shirou.

"My lord, it's not so easy to copy!"

Shirou snorted coldly, and [Evil] gushed out of his body, and also transformed into six [Evil] hands, and killed them.

Two identical people, with twelve pitch-black arms, fought in the air.

Everyone who watched this scene was incomparably stunned.

And Luvia looked at this scene with an extremely complicated expression.

How could she describe the scene in front of her?

It's like a grown-up boy fighting with an under-grown boy.

Beat yourself up?