I Will Eventually Become a Partner of Justice

If he didn't expose it, Ozymandias would have to pretend to know everything, while being blown out of his head by those mathematical models, but he was still suffering.

Just as Ozymandias saw through Shirou's character, Shirou also grasped Ozymandias' temperament.

It has to be said that a master's move is fatal!

Walking out the door, when Shirou thought that Ozymandias had a splitting headache from those mathematical models and had to pretend to be aloof, he immediately felt a little happy, and even wanted to praise the sun.

This is the best way to get along with Ozymandias and Gilgamesh. Although in normal communication, I can be choked to death by their miscellaneous and arrogant tone, but when they are funny, it is really funny.

Smiling, I felt less depressed about being a child laborer, and I planned to go back and work hard.

suddenly--

Um! ?

Shirou turned his head abruptly, frowning.

"here we go again……"

Since three days ago, Shirou always had the feeling that someone was spying on him.

Shirou is very familiar with this feeling, because he was often spied on when he was in Camelot.

Of course, that's not the point.

The point is, there are almost twice as many men peeping at him as women.

Thinking of Yinglan again... This made him feel bad for a while, so he forged a sixth sense that is very sensitive to sight.

He clearly distinguishes the peeping gaze from the direct gaze.

"Who is spying on me?" Shirou frowned, with a strange expression on his face, "Could it be Wang Hassan?"

In the past half a month, Wang Hassan, who has been chasing him, has not appeared again. In addition to Shirou's restructuring of the city mechanism and the opening of the night market, which led to bright lights in the city, it is also because he has always put himself in the busy city.

Of course, Shirou thinks that Wang Hassan may also give up chasing him.

Otherwise, why did King Hassan deliberately mention the existence of the Devil Charles I to him when he left?

So, who is this peeping sight?

Shirou frowned, then put it aside and turned back to his workplace.

No matter who he is, since he is peeping at him, he will appear in front of him sooner or later!

Back at his workplace, Shirou saw Mordred sitting on his desk, painting and drawing on his desk.

A row of black lines immediately hung on Shirou's forehead, and he said, "Mordred, you're being naughty again."

Mordred turned his head, glanced at Shirou, waved his small fist, and said, "Don't think that you can control me because you are King Arthur. You know, there is no Mordred in your Camelot! "

Mordred looked a little smug.

"Yes," Shirou nodded, "because you are redundant."

Mordred: "..."

Shirou sat back down.

A lot of things happened in the past half month. First, Mordred got out of the cage and stayed with them temporarily. Of course, in her words, she didn’t believe that Shirou was King Arthur, and wanted to break through Shirou’s disguise, but in fact, she ran over every two days and asked Shirou what kind of person his Arturia was and what she went through. Such a thing made Shirou speechless.

As for Tristan, he was still in the cage.

It can be seen that he really doesn't want to get involved in the forthcoming battle between the two kings and the round table civil war.

Of course, although Tristan is one of the strongest in the round table, he is also the person with the most slender heart in the round table. Therefore, he was able to play the music of nature which is only slightly inferior to Shirou.

Shirou didn't force him.

In addition, Xuanzhuang Sanzang left.

Shirou repeatedly tried to persuade him to stay, but the westbound traveler still left very freely and went west.

Although Shirou was reluctant, he still told her that the brief parting was for a better reunion, so that she could go on the road with peace of mind.

Of course, in order to repay the two times of helping the westward traveler, Shirou told her very sincerely that she had already run across India.

Shirou still remembers clearly how dark the face of this traveler on the west was at that time.

She even hit herself on the head with a nine-ringed tin stick, muttering "Why are you so stupid" while hitting it!

It can be seen that Monkey King will hit her on the head with a golden cudgel, and he learned from her.

In the same line!

While Shirou was doing his own thing, Mordred was lazily lying on the table, like a lazy cat, sometimes wiping his sword boredly, and sometimes looking at Shirou.

Shirou put down the blueprint in his hand, looked at the bored Mordred, and couldn't help saying: "Modred, if you're bored, you can go for a walk instead of dangling in front of me ah."

"Walking? It's boring, and there is no fight to fight. There were a few hooligans to fight before, but now because of you, they are almost invisible." Mordred said, a little depressed.

She really felt bored. Although she could return to the Lion King, she was ashamed to return without success. Besides, Mordred currently wants to stay with Shirou and hear another Camelot story. However, Shirou is also very busy, almost only at night, he will tell her another Camelot story.

And go out to relax... With Shirou's municipal management, the establishment of a simple law, and the dispatch of Gachris to lead the patrols of the city guards from Ozymandias, the city management has been strengthened, so hooligans are rare.

If there is no fight, is it still relaxing?

Mordred was depressed.

"Then you read the book?" Shirou asked.

"I don't want to read it," Mordred shook his head, "I want to sleep when I read a book."

Shirou looked at her with pity.

"Wait, wait! What do you mean by looking at me like a 'lonely homeless child'? Look again! I'll hit you again!" Mordred said through gritted teeth.

She hated that look.

"It's not interesting, I just understand why your father is unwilling to recognize you, let alone inherit the throne." Shirou said.

Hearing this, Mordred's heart trembled, he became interested, looked at Shirou with a serious face, and asked, "Why?"

"Let me ask you a question. Do you want your mother to be the sinister Morgan Le Fay, or the educated Guinevere?" Shirou asked.

"Of course it's Guinevere." Mordred said without hesitation, "Whoever is my mother is better than Morgan Le Fay!"

"Then it's the same reason. When you get married and start a family in the future, do you want your child to be a waste who doesn't understand anything, or a king who knows everything?" Shirou asked again.