I Will Eventually Become a Partner of Justice

"It has resonated with the fusion of Heroic Spirits," Shirou said.

"Integrate the resonance of the heroic spirit?" Fujimaru Tatsuka turned to look at Shirou with a confused expression.

Shirou nodded and said: "I know the heroic spirit fused with Mash. Although I can't say it clearly, it is a heroic spirit with a protective meaning, and Mash's will has resonated with that heroic spirit, so it has inspired the treasure of that heroic spirit." Tool. Yes, Master, the person Mash wants to protect is none other than you!"

Hearing this, Fujimaru Tachika turned her head, looked at the petite but hard-working figure, and murmured: "Mashu..."

Although Mash aroused Galahad's sympathy, and thus unfolded the Noble Phantasm, temporarily withstood the sword of vowed victory Morgan, but the power of the sword of vowed victory Morgan was always strong, and Mash was a little weak.

Seeing this, Olga Marie quickly reminded: "Fujimaru..."

Before she could finish her words, Fujimaru Tachika raised her right hand with the Command Seal, and said with a solemn face: "Use the Command Seal to command her, Mash, I will definitely win!"

For protecting me... Thank you, Mash!

So, as a Master, I also want to protect you!

Definitely win, Matthew!

Fujimaru Tatsuka said heartily.

Looking at Tatsuka Fujimaru with a determined face, Olga Marie closed her mouth. For some reason, when she looked at Tachika Fujimaru and Mash who worked hard, she suddenly felt jealous.

With Fujimaru Tachika's command spell thrown in, Mash's body was full of power again, and the phantom of the huge shield she liberated also solidified, and the flickering light, like the holy light of heaven, shone wantonly. It made the big dark void shine brightly.

The power surged infinitely, and Galahad's power surged up accordingly, and the shield became more and more solid, and finally received the bombardment from Morgan, the sword of vowed victory.

"What's next..."

Saber was both surprised and accepted this result.

But at this time, a sudden change occurred, and the ground where Saber was standing suddenly trembled, and countless fine branches shot up from the ground, forming a wooden cage to trap Saber in it.

"This is...!" Saber raised her eyebrows, and then her eyes fell on Cu Chulainn's body, her eyes were clear, "So that's it, the treasure that I put down when I released the treasure? Well, Ben Wang just accept this defeat calmly."

Seeing that the cage had trapped Saber, the corners of Cu Chulainn's mouth slightly raised. This is the Noble Phantasm that he manifested as a Caster class—【The Burning Cage of Flame】!

The preparatory work has been completed, and the next thing is to release this treasure to make the ending.

However, when Cu Chulainn was about to release the [Burning Cage of Exhausted Flame], a cold wind suddenly sounded in his ears.

Cu Chulainn turned his head to look, and yelled in his heart, no!

I saw several flashes of precious treasures flying towards the sky, directly grabbing his face!

Cu Chulainn didn't have time to think about it, and quickly retreated, avoiding the range of the Noble Phantasm's attack, and this retreat, the release of his Noble Phantasm was interrupted.

Those treasures fell on the place where he was standing, and there were several "bangs", and the earth broke apart.

The attack is for real! It really came with the purpose of killing him!

Cu Chulainn turned his head, glared at Shirou fiercely, and asked, "What are you doing, brat?"

"I'm sorry, Cu Chulainn." Shirou shook his head, stretched out his hand, pointed at Saber who was trapped in the wooden cage, and said, "This woman, I will not let anyone else hurt her except me. "

"ha?"

Cu Chulainn was dumbfounded at the time.

The others were also dumbfounded.

"No. What do you mean? Are you going to fight like you said before?" Cu Chulainn asked.

"Of course not. I have some relationship with her, so she has to be killed by me." Shirou said.

Cu Chulainn understood, the guy with feelings is here to steal the head!

"What if I don't let you, brat?" Cu Chulainn asked with great interest.

"Then I can only kill you first." Shirou said with a smile.

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pS: That’s it for today~!

Chapter 12 You will never know how terrible it is for an honest person to get angry!

"Get rid of me first?" Cu Chulainn raised his eyebrows. He was laughed angrily by Shirou, his face was pulled down, and he said with a cold face, "Then I want to see how much you weigh!"

Looking at the two people who were at war, Fujimaru Tatsuka, Mashu and the other three were dumbfounded.

How did things suddenly become like this?

Not only them, but even Saber who was trapped in the [burning cage of flames] was dumbfounded.

This script is wrong!

According to Saber's script, after she inspires Mash's Noble Phantasm, she can exit the stage with honor.

The result now?

Someone tore up the script!

Saber was dumbfounded.

Looking at Cu Chulainn who was getting annoyed, Shirou didn't care.

He wasn't joking with Cu Chulainn.

There are not many advantages of Shirou, but short-term protection is one of them.

Thinking about it carefully, Shirou often bullied Artoria and played with her hair when he was in Camelot, but that was his subordinate and friend, he could bully, how could he let others bully?

Indeed, this Saber has no memory and cognition about him, and it is most likely not his Artoria, but it is also the same individual of Artoria's parallel world. If you haven't met, it's okay. But since we met, watching her being killed by others, I will always have lumps in my heart.

In fact, no matter from the king's point of view or a friend's point of view, it is absolutely impossible for him, a man who values ​​people so much, to watch Saber be killed by Cu Chulainn.

And Cu Chulainn was also angered by Shirou. He is a warrior, and Shirou's tone clearly underestimated him.

Warriors can't bear to be underestimated by others. What's more, he was still a Celt who was active around the 1st century AD?

Different from the civilization of modern society, those who were active in the classical era did not advocate words, but fists and strength, so no matter how good friends are, they would fight if they disagreed.

In this fight, fists and feet have no eyes, and casualties are inevitable.