I Will Eventually Become a Partner of Justice Chapter 133

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In an instant, he activated all the human karma that he could use in melee combat, and Shirou's naked eyes were able to capture Alteria Alter's movements.

There was a sound of hunting wind, and the pitch-black holy sword came with ten thousand hectares of force, but Shirou's sword swung from bottom to top.

With a "clang", Alteria Alter's pitch-black holy sword was swung away, and then the sword in the stone in the other hand slashed down.

Arturia Alter turned the sword with her wrist, and blocked it with the horizontal sword.

"Boom—!"

Good weight!

Artoria Alter sank her hands, followed by a powerful sonic boom that brought up a storm and swept towards the surroundings, sweeping out all the surrounding swords.

The evil mud is turned into armor and worn on Shirou's body. The mud connects Shirou's nerves and muscles. It can also be said that the power of the mud has been blessed on Shirou's body.

The combination of offense and defense is ever-changing. This is Ni's true posture. It can be said that Nii has no particularly big flaws except for his speed.

In addition, Shirou had already turned on [Magic Power Release C-] before, under the double blessing of huge magic power and mud, but Altria Alter was weakened by [Hero C-] instead. She didn't find this sword heavy, which was strange.

However, Shirou's strength is strong, but the material of the counterfeit sword that can withstand his strength is not good.

With a "click", the duplicated Sword in the Stone was broken by Shirou's force.

good chance!

Arturia Alter said in her heart, and the black sword in her hand charged towards Shirou.

However.

——【Fantasy Collapse】!

The broken sword in the stone was directly detonated by Shirou.

The powerful magic explosion directly sent Altria Alter flying.

When the power of the magic explosion was about to hit Shirou, the mud armor on Shirou's body surged and turned into a mouth of mud, which directly swallowed the aftermath of the explosion, chewed it twice, and then returned to the appearance of the mud armor .

He affirms it, accepts it, so it protects him.

Attack and defense in one, ever-changing!

Shirou [projection] took out the sword in the stone again, held it in his hand, and said: "The quality of my sword is not satisfactory, but in terms of quantity, I am somewhat confident."

Tricky!

Difficult!

This was Artoria Alter's only feeling.

That mud is tricky, that [projection] is tough, the most troublesome thing is the magic power that is bigger than her and keeps growing... The most annoying thing is that mouth and those eyes!

"Ka Ka Ka"

Artoria Alter took off the armor on her body.

She understood that the thick armor on her body and the increased defense were meaningless in front of Shirou. It's better to take off this armor in exchange for speed, but it can catch Shirou by surprise.

However, when she was really running with the holy sword in her hand, she discovered Shirou's real cheating.

His mud armor was billowing, and two mud hands grew out of his back, two mud hands grew out of his left side, and two mud hands grew out of his right side.

All holding the sword in the stone, no dead ends!

"After all, you still face me, face your own heart, Arturia." Shirou said.

"Why do you have to break my dream!?" Artoria Alter asked loudly: "I know it's fake, I know it's hypocritical, it's my own cowardice. But——, why do you have to break it? Break it? Why deprive me of the only place where I can be cowardly?"

"Because you have already caused trouble for others!" Shirou said.

Artoria Alter stared at Shirou angrily.

"Neon is not your Britain, and Fuyuki is not your Camelot. You can't be a ghost that has been lingering in the past." Shirou said.

"Shut up! Shut up! Why are you so good at talking!?" Alteria Alter asked angrily.

"Because of the turmoil between swords and swords, only people with the same mind can understand each other. If I don't speak, how can you understand my heart? If you don't speak, how can others understand your heart and your thoughts? ? Isn’t the human mouth and human language designed to communicate with each other’s sincere hearts?”

"You——, you bastard—" Artoria Alter took two steps back. This was the second time she had seen someone who could speak like this.

She could tell that this guy with the title of Caster hadn't changed in the slightest. In attacking the mind, still using language to attack the mind. It's just that the language used in the first night was so pungent and full of malice, but now it is warm, like a listener listening to troubles by the stove on a winter night.

"For each of us, there is a past that we don't want to forget, but the past cannot be changed, and the future may be possible." Shirou said: "If you have hatred, remorse, and anger in your heart. If no one understands, you can't change it." If someone talks to you, just tell me, and I will definitely listen carefully.”

"Shut up! You despicable heart attacker! I can't beat you, I can't kill you, but you don't kill me and you don't destroy me, you just keep buzzing in my ear, trying to destroy me Is it my Camelot? Do you just want to see my shattered dream? Let me tell you, there is no way! Don’t even think about it! My Camelot, my family, my friends, you can’t destroy any of them——! "

Artoria Alter held up the Black Holy Sword angrily, then flipped her wrist, and pierced her heart with a "crack".

"I can't kill you, but I can kill myself! Don't you want to destroy my dream!"

Shirou asked: "Why did I do this, did I do something that displeased you?"

"Yes! I hate it! I hate it! I hate it! Don't let me see your hypocrisy bastard again!" Alteria Alter's figure began to dissipate, and said: "You said that the past can't be changed, but the future may be. .My future is fine, but what about Camelot? Where is the future of Camelot?"

Shirou approached her, looked at her pretty face full of anger and hatred, slowly held her hand, then pressed it to her heart, and said, "Here."

"What are you talking about? What else is there besides my meat?" Artoria Alter asked.

"There is your Camelot. There is your family, your friends...haven't you seen it long ago? The home you have always wanted to go back to." Shirou said.

Artoria Alter looked into Shirou's bright eyes, and her nose suddenly felt sour.

"Camelo has never really left you. Its light has been shining in every corner of you and exists in your heart. Even if you can't see it, your important people will always be by your side." Shirou Ask: "Hear that? Their voices that keep calling you?"

It was a night.

The bonfire is surging.

The sentimental knight Tristan played and sang lightly.

The Knight of Judgment, Lancelot, wields a sword and the Knight of Brilliance, Lan Malockby, tries his hand at martial arts.

The secretary, Agfevin, remembered the battle damage with a solemn face, and Bedivere helped out while complaining.

The knights shoulder to shoulder were talking by the bonfire, sharing the results of their battles.

In the distance, Merlin, the magician of the court, ran like a child in the sea of ​​flowers. Behind him was cheated by him, and Kai, who was furious and chased him with a sword, caused the knights to laugh.