I Will Eventually Become a Partner of Justice

Beside the bonfire, she was pretending to be a king. But someone grabbed her ponytail from behind and tripped her, causing everyone to laugh, laughing that she was not as majestic as a king. She was so angry that she trembled all over, and she also pulled out the sword in the stone to chase and kill the man.

It turns out... the city of chalk has always been there.

Tears came down little by little, "I... heard everyone's voices."

The figure dissipated like snowflakes.

"The hero who will choose to listen, you are still..."

...the first one.

Chapter 81 You are also weak [second more]

Everyone is telling their own stories, but not many people are willing to listen to the voices of others.

No one can confide, no one will listen, all the sorrows defeated by reality, all the grief, all the helplessness are like dust, closing the heart. Anger, jealousy, resentment... all evils are entangled, so words will become a sharp knife to hurt, a gentle heart will do bad things, and good friends will become old and dead.

Just like Shirou before.

But at this moment, Shirou is no longer confused.

The road to the end has been opened, and the rest is just to go through. Everything along the way is just a fleeting scenery, and those who are defeated by reality are just passers-by in life. But those stories, those sorrows, he will listen carefully.

Don't rely on God, don't rely on immortals, don't rely on everything supernatural, people will use their own hands to create a better future, what is missing is a quiet, serious listener who can pour out their sorrows.

Shirou received Emiya's [Unlimited Sword Control] for the last time, and came to the Black Holy Grail.

He raised his head and looked at the black mud pouring down like a waterfall.

The dark reflection reflected his figure. His body was filled with mud, he looked like he was twelve years old, and although his face was still immature, his body had a mature temperament, especially those eyes, which made it impossible to treat him as a child Come and see.

"crash"

The black mud poured down, but when it came to Shirou, it forked and rushed to both sides.

Shirou said: "There is no need to do this. I have already affirmed you and accepted you. Are you still unwilling to accept me?"

——You cannot bear the evil of this world.

"I'm not trying to bear the burden, but stop deceiving myself and others." Shirou said: "I affirm you, because I also have evil in my heart, and I am affirming myself. There is evil and good, and then go to freedom. Friends, I just I took a step ahead of you, let us walk the rest of the way together! Go and see together, that freedom is wider than the sky!"

——Then be careful. Our evil will devour you all the time.

The sea of ​​mud turned into waves and poured into the evil mud behind Shirou.

"Kill kill kill kill kill——!!!"

"Die, die, die——!!!"

With evil thoughts in his ears, Shirou said with a smile: "I will not let my heart be dusted anymore. Because it is the most important thing in my whole body."

——As long as you don’t deny yourself, don’t deny evil, and don’t abandon us. Evil blessings are upon you forever.

"Who are you?" Shirou asked.

"The evil of this world, your evil body."

The huge evil mud was involved in Shirou's body. Condensed, gathered, and finally merged with the evil mud behind him.

The immeasurably heavy curse almost instantly crushed the spirit base of the Heroic Guard Palace, cursing it into pure fragments of magic power, which were then swallowed and chewed by the mud.

At this point, the karma of Heroic Emiya disappeared in Shirou's body.

A business called Fujimaru Shiro began to be born.

The road stretches forward, for the rest, just walk over it.

The hole in the sky no longer pours mud, because mud has become Shirou's evil.

Kong slowly disappeared, and the black mist covering the sky also began to dissipate slowly.

A crystal clear crystal of magic power appeared in front of Shirou.

This is the essence of the Holy Grail, a highly concentrated magic crystal.

The way to the root can be opened, and the wish can also be fulfilled to a certain extent.

As long as Shirou draws a part of his magic power and injects it into it, he can activate this crystal and realize a certain degree of wish.

It should be possible to reverse the boundary between life and death and resurrect the innocent people involved in this war.

However, this crystal is not yet complete.

Saber, Lancer, Rider, Assassin, Caster, Berserker... The spirit foundations of the servants who followed the summoning have been counted in this crystallization. But the ceremony of the Holy Grail still needs a soul, a spirit base.

Archer, Gilgamesh.

In fact, Shirou can fill this crystal with mud, thus achieving the effect of the Holy Grail. But once this is done, this crystal will be polluted by mud and become the real existence of the Black Holy Grail. The wish can be fulfilled, but it will come in the form of evil and curse.

so--

"Are you here, Archer?" Shirou asked.

"Humph."

An arrogant and contemptuous snort sounded, and the golden king slowly fell from the sky and stood on the standing street lamp not far in front of him.

"It's come this far. As a bastard, it's not bad." Gilgamesh said: "If you want to complete the Holy Grail, the last thing you need to face is this king! This king is the king of evil!"

Gilgamesh showed a nasty smile, and the malice in his heart almost rushed out of his body.

However, in the face of the King of Gold who hated him until now, Shirou just smiled and asked: "Can you stop calling me a bastard? I don't like this nickname."

Gilgamesh frowned, Shirou's attitude was a little different from what he had imagined.

In fact, the fire he saw in Shirou was also different from the fire he imagined.

When he first saw Shirou's fire, it was like a waste fire made of all kinds of garbage and disgusting things, mottled and stinky. The conceived fire of awakening should also be a raging mottled fire, a fire of anger, and a fire of revenge that swallows all karma.

However, in fact it is different. At this moment, the fire he sees in Shirou is pure and fragrant, a passionate fire that makes people want to collect, confide, and wish.

It's simply impossible!

From the moment a person is born into the world, he is constantly contaminated with filth. Benefits, deceit, jealousy... The fire of pure enthusiasm is blocked by garbage, and the mottled stench begins to permeate, until the last moment of life, all the mottledness disappears, revealing the original pure nature, and then extinguished. This is the law of life.

But this person in front of him is just the opposite. Possesses a fire that is exactly the opposite of his nature, a stinking fire, a bastard of bastards, and yet burns against the law. There were mottled fires when I was a child, but when I grew up, I showed a passionate fire.

What exactly is this? Is it something you are looking for?