I Will Eventually Become a Partner of Justice Chapter 813
Shirou shook his head and stood up.
Speaking of which, he also wanted to walk around the castle and familiarize himself with the architectural structure of his camp.
After leaving the room, Shirou walked through the corridor and garden, and met Caster Avisbronn.
There was not much communication, each other just nodded and went about their respective affairs.
The castle of the Thousand Boundary Tree family has been around for some years.
In the country of Romania, it can be regarded as an ancient building with a lot of cultural heritage.
It's a pity that this is not for people to visit, but the base of the magician family, the Thousand Boundary Tree.
In this castle, apart from the Thousand Worlds Tree family, the most numerous are the artificial life forms created by Caster Avisbron.
It is said to be an artificial life form reproduced using Einzbern's artificial human technology.
And this is also the confidence of the Thousand Boundary Trees to betray the Clock Tower.
After wandering through the corridors and gardens, Shirou went to the castle's cafeteria.
And here, he met someone who surprised him.
"S, Saber... Are you eating too much? Will this affect your actions?" The beauty sitting in the wheelchair looked worriedly at the petite, blond girl who was gluttonously eating at the dining table. .
"Please don't say things that bother me so much, Fiore. For me, hunger is the real enemy!" The blond girl said seriously.
That petite body, and those bright emerald eyes.
Although his body changed back to his fifteen-year-old appearance, Shirou would never admit his mistake.
This, this woman is...
"Al?" Shirou couldn't help but uttered.
"Ok?"
Saber, who was eating gluttonously, stopped her palms, raised her head, and looked at Shirou who was walking towards here slowly.
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Chapter Eleven That's...King Arthur! 【3/10】
Saber raised her head, looked at Shirou, her bright green eyes were very clear and confident, and said, "You...are our Black Assassin, right?"
Her attitude is neither close nor far, giving people a very plain feeling.
Judging from the first contact communication, it is a very good attitude.
But……
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 realm 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.
Do not.
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."