I Will Always Be a Partner of Justice

right?

If it was Al, he would definitely not treat him with this attitude, would he?

The first reaction when seeing him must be to bow his head obediently, and then call him "King", right?

Don't you recognize yourself?

Shirou turned the spirit base back, pointed to himself, and asked, "Do you recognize me, Al?"

"Excuse me...Excuse me, do we know each other?" Saber asked strangely.

Shirou: "..."

Suddenly, Shirou reminded: "Zhu Yue, Camelot, two days and two nights!"

Saber: "?"

"I probably understand the situation." Saber's eyes tightened, then she stood up slowly, and said with a serious face: "You probably misidentified the person, Assassin. Since they are from the same camp, it doesn't matter, it depends on you With this appearance, Lancer must have already revealed his real name. To be able to fight in such a situation where his name was revealed, no matter as a king or a knight, it is a blessing."

After a pause, Saber introduced herself seriously: "I am King Arthur from Britain, and my real name is Artoria Pendragon. There may be someone who looks exactly like me, but please don't admit mistakes, let alone Recognize me as Joan of Arc, the French Salvator."

When Saber thought of being summoned to the lower world by the Holy Grail of another world last time, and being entangled by that big-eyed Caster Gilles de Ray, she felt melancholy for a while, so her tone of voice became much more serious.

Shirou: "..."

He probably understood the situation.

Shirou sighed, this one should not be his Artoria.

When he thought about seizing the lower bound of the summoning channel, he saw someone who had also seized the lower bound of Saber's class like him.

At that time, he was still wondering who did the same thing as him.

From the looks of it now, it was the Saber in front of me.

Since it wasn't his own lioness, Shirou's interest decreased a little, he nodded politely, and said, "I'm sorry, I did recognize the wrong person."

"It doesn't matter, Assassin." Saber's serious expression relaxed slightly, and said: "Admitting mistakes is a common thing, as long as you pay attention to this, it doesn't matter."

Shirou nodded, but looking at Saber's serious expression, he felt a little funny and nostalgic.

Since Camelot's time, his Artoria has never shown him such an expression.

Oh.

No.

Thinking about it carefully, in the Cornwall period, when he worked day and night, his Artoria still put on a very serious expression to let him rest.

I didn't notice anything at the time, but now that I think about it, I'm afraid his Artoria has had that kind of emotion for him since then.

Speaking of which, how are they doing now?

Seeing Saber's face, Shirou couldn't help but think of his Artoria, as well as his relatives and friends.

"Um...Mr. Assassin, are you also a Heroic Spirit from the British Isles?" Saber's Master, Fiore asked.

Shirou turned his head slightly, looked at Fiore sitting in the wheelchair, nodded, and said, "It does have some connection with the British Isle."

Turning his head, he looked at Saber and said with a smile: "There is also some connection with King Arthur."

Saber looked at him strangely, and said, "I haven't seen you before, I'm pretty sure."

Shirou said with a smile: "The Heroic Seat is a realm beyond time and space. The heroic spirits summoned to a Holy Grail War may not necessarily come from the local world. The heroic spirits on the Heroic Seat know what happened to them in all worlds, but living people do not. Not really. And I have some ties to King Arthur of a certain world, that's all."

"Is that so...?" Fiore raised her eyebrows and said, "However, according to what Mr. Assassin said. Mr. Assassin, are you still alive?"

Shirou nodded, and said: "My main body is still alive, but because of some special circumstances, I became a servant in the lower realm. And this must be the case with Saber, right?"

Hearing this, Saber's eyes tightened, then she nodded and said, "Yes."

"Speaking of which, why did Saber participate in the Holy Grail War? To revive Camelot?" Shirou asked.

"Although I'm currently a partner in the same camp, I'm afraid I'm not obliged to answer your question, Assassin?" Saber frowned and asked.

Shirou froze for a moment, then smiled and said, "Sorry, I crossed the line."

"No. It doesn't matter." Saber shook her head, her frown slowly eased, and said, "It seems that Assassin and me in a certain world do have some karma. Therefore, it is not surprising to know my wish .My wish is to revive Camelot."

Shirou reminded softly: "Kamidai, he must perish."

"I know that the Age of Gods will perish, and I also accept that the kingdom will be destroyed, but I want my subjects to survive, and it doesn't matter to enter other countries. That's all. And, the most important thing is, someone told me, There's a world of me that did this!"

Saber became excited, and said: "So, I will definitely succeed!"

"Oh, that's it. Then you have to work hard, Saber." Shirou said with a smile, not as sarcasm as he did during the Fourth Holy Grail War.

Rather than saying that he has recovered his true self, it is better to say that it is impossible for him to ridicule when he knows that this is the same individual of his Artoria.

Shirou turned around and was about to leave.

At this time, Saber asked: "By the way, Assassin. I haven't asked you what your real name is?"

"Fujimaru Shiro." Shirou turned around, said with a smile, and then left.

"Fujimaru Shiro..." Saber showed a confused expression.

Seeing this, Fiore asked, "What's wrong, Saber?"