I Will Eventually Become a Partner of Justice

Lord of Relief, that oppressive force is terrible.

Even the other her, the Demon Bodhisattva, is not a dimensional existence.

"No, it's just started." Artoria clenched her fists and said.

That is the Lord of Relief, the fundamental reason for the birth of Heroic Spirits, the ultimate reason for the liberation of the [Parliament], and also the biggest and strongest enemy of their Chaldea.

"Let's go back first."

Arturia said, touching Shirou's face, "It's just for the king to have a good sleep."

...

— It's time to wake up.

Someone is calling.

Shirou saw a hazy figure in a sea of ​​clouds.

Who are you? Shirou asked.

——You forgot me, but I did not forget you, Fujimaru Shiro, a visitor from the outer universe. In other words, the time traveler.

Who are you? Shirou asked again.

——I am a dead soul from the past, and my name is Thetis.

The hazy figure said.

Are you Thetis?

Shirou asked, did you give me the vortex?

--Yes. And, you finally met Him, the ghost of the past. You have been caught hand and foot by him, but remember, don't fall into his absolute evil, otherwise it will be difficult for you to come back.

Thetis' voice became fainter and fainter, and his figure became farther and farther away.

etc!

Shirou shouted, I still have a lot of questions.

He chased after Thetis, but he couldn't catch up.

It's like a player in a game chasing the truth, who is only one step away from the truth, but can't catch up no matter what.

——Remember, don't fall into His absolute evil, otherwise it will be difficult for you to come back.

The last voice lingered in my ears, and then everything disappeared like a cloud of smoke in the past.

There is nothing left.

How can I free myself?

How can I get the future?

Shirou shouted at the top of his lungs.

However, no one answered him.

This is a difficult question that no one can answer him.

How should I free myself?

Shirou sat slumped on the ground, muttering to himself lonely.

There is no road ahead, it is a blank white, and there is no road behind, it is a deep darkness.

Up and down all around, nothing.

He can't find his way to the oasis.

How should I free myself?

Shirou muttered desolately to himself.

"Mother, mother, wake up, wake up—"

There was a crying voice in his ears.

Shirou's consciousness returned to his body immediately, feeling someone pushing his body.

After struggling for a while, Shirou slowly opened his eyes, his hazy vision became clear, and he saw the teary-eyed Mordred immediately.

"Mordred..."

Shirou tiredly raised his hand and placed it on Mordred's head, but he was unable to caress her cheek.

"Mother!"

Mordred was full of surprise and rubbed Shirou's hand.

That real texture made Shiro feel dazed for a while.

Yes, I am still alive.

Haven't I turned into an absolutely evil monster?

"Finally woke up."

Arturia came from not far away, looking at Shirou with concern.

Shirou nodded, and when he was about to speak, he realized that he was extremely tired and didn't even have the energy to speak.

"You all get out, Mother needs rest!" said Mordred.

"But, he needs someone to take care of him." Arturia pointed to Shirou and said.

"You will only get in the way and hurt the mother, especially you. You will hurt the mother the most, so I will take care of the mother alone."

Mordred pushed Arturia and the others out of the room, and then closed the door.

Mordred came back, held Shirou's hand with both hands, and said seriously: "I will not let my mother get hurt again."

Looking at Mordred with a serious face, Shirou suddenly regretted playing this farce with Artoria.

Mordred took care of Shirou very carefully, put his hands and feet into the futon, and specially cooked a light diet for Shirou to help restore his strength.

"Mother, ah—"