I Will Eventually Become a Partner of Justice

"The so-called maturity is when you no longer ask what is maturity..."

Kiara lowered his head and muttered a few words, raised his head to look at Sajo Ayaka, and said with a smile, "This sentence doesn't seem like Lingzi's."

"Who said that?" Sajo Ayaka asked.

"It's like Mr. Shirou said." Kiara said with a smile.

Sajo Ayaka was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "It really looks like Fujimaru's style."

"Speaking of which, I didn't know about Lingzi's past before. As a friend, I really failed. However, Mr. Shiro was thrown into endless resets by the savior. So, Lingzi, what about you? It seems that you didn't mention yourself." Kiara Seshoin asked doubtfully.

Sajo Ayaka stretched out her finger and pressed it on Seseiin Kiara's lips, stopping her from continuing to ask, and said with a smile: "I will answer this question next time we meet. It will be dawn."

Sajo Ayaka pointed to the fiery red Huoshaoyun in the sky, then stood up with a smile, turned around and left.

"Next time?"

Kiara, Saseiin was full of doubts.

...

The boy and others came to the southern suburbs of Shinjuku, which is the southern node of the Shinjuku Spiritual Vein, and they needed to use the authority of the Linglong Pavilion to temporarily throttle the Spiritual Vein.

Mei Shaye of Linglong Pavilion began to cast the family-inherited magic of intercepting the spiritual veins, and Mordred suddenly turned his head and walked into the distance.

The young man took a look and shouted: "Don't act alone now, Mordred. You are vulnerable to the attack of Satiao Aige."

"Don't worry, I don't need you to worry."

Mordred waved his hand, and gradually drifted away, his figure was indescribably chic and lonely.

The boy stroked the back of his head.

Linglong Guan Mei Shaye pushed him behind his back.

The young man staggered a few times, turned his head and looked at Linglongguan Mei Shaye with dissatisfaction, "What are you doing?"

"Aren't you going soon?" Linglongguan Meisha said with her arms crossed.

"What am I going to do?" the boy asked suspiciously.

"Isn't that your daughter?" Linglongguan Meisha asked.

The young man spread his hands and said, "Please, that's the future me, not the present me. She obviously has a gap with the future me, and she doesn't even want to see me. I have no relationship with her, why should I?" Touching a cold butt with a hot face, isn't that self-inflicted? Then again, when did you care about others so much, Linglongguan senior sister?"

"I want you to take care of it!" Linglongguan Mei Shaye gave the young man a hard look.

At this moment, Old Shan slapped the young man on the back of the head, and directly knocked the young man down to the ground, making a "boom" when his forehead touched the ground.

The young man covered his forehead, tears flowed from the pain, stared at Old Shan, and asked, "What are you doing, Jill?"

"It's so hypocritical that I can't stand it anymore." Jiu Shan put his hands on his chest and said, "You bastard, don't you want to go by yourself?"

"I really want to say it like a cheap..."

The boy patted his sleeves and stood up, muttering softly and walking in the direction of Mordred.

"It turns out that nerd also has a shy side." Linglongguan Mei Shaye said in surprise: "I thought that nerd had always been shameless. But, I thought he was always looking in Mordred's direction before, it was me The illusion, because as he said, there should be no emotional basis between them."

Old Shan leaned against the tree trunk, closed his right eye and said: "It has nothing to do with whether there is a foundation of emotion. His heart is very slender, slenderer than any of us. So he saw Mordred's lonely eyes and heard her The sorrow of the soul."

"Doesn't that mean that that guy is just purely kind?" Linglongguan Meisha asked.

Old Flash nodded.

"Simple kindness, simply wanting to help those who are sad... Then I really can't imagine how he will live in the future." Linglongguan Mei Shaye said unimaginably: "The so-called kindness should be for yourself. Set off, and then take care of others. If it's the other way around... isn't that a kind slave?"

Old Shan glanced at her and said: "What he harbors is not the kind of hypocrisy that is born for others, or the hypocrisy that is self-satisfied in doing good. That kind of hypocrisy is what I hate the most. Things, if he is that kind of hypocritical person, it is impossible for me to recognize him as the master, and it is even more impossible for him to get along with me who has strong selfish desires."

"He knows where his boundaries are, and he has always done what he can. He is selfish, but also very honest. In his mottled and complicated soul, there is a kindling of enthusiasm, even if he has not discovered it himself. And that kindling , is my treasury, the only treasure that can never be collected. So I am not surprised that he became the Eternal King."

Linglongguan Meisha looked at Old Shan in amazement, the hero king who conquered the primordial world in ancient times, did he have such a high evaluation of Fujimaru Shirou?

"Of course, because his position and attitude are the closest to the young me who still has awe of the world and life."

Old Shan turned his back: "It's also the past that I can never go back to."

Linglongguan Meisha understood, she finally understood why Fujimaru Shirou could control this hero king who conquered the primordial world in ancient times.

It turns out that even Gilgamesh has not been able to surpass the boundaries of human beings. Linglong Pavilion Meishaye felt emotional.

Everyone is a kite flyer. On the journey of life, they go farther and farther away, and gradually become different, and that is growth.

However, growth comes at a price, the more you grow, the more things you lose, innocence, loyalty, friendship... In the end, even family love will be lost, and you will go to the loess alone.

Therefore, people call those who have lost the most mature, but forget that their faces have lost their smiles and tears.

It's like the parents who support a family. They will get drunk late at night, but they will never bow their heads and cry, because they have long since lost anyone who can act like a baby.

Linglongguan Meisha finally understood why this arrogant, arrogant, and selfish king was so used to Fujimaru Shirou, because the way he looked at Fujimaru Shirou was looking at what he couldn't go back, what was lost—— past.

Chapter 112 Your heart will illuminate the road ahead [third]

"I've said it all, I don't need you to worry, I won't drag you down." Mordred looked at the chasing boy with displeasure on his face.

"Even if you say so—"

The boy stretched out his index finger to touch his face, and said with some embarrassment: "I will still worry about you."

Mordred shivered all over, and said with a cold face: "What is that? Please don't talk like that, it's disgusting!"

After finishing speaking, he deliberately hugged his chest and shook his body.

The young man asked with a dark face: "How much resentment do you have for the future me?"

"I don't have any resentment towards him, but he probably has endless resentment and hatred towards me." Mordred said with great interest.

"ah--!?"

The boy froze for a moment, and couldn't help but think of Shirou's entrustment to him when he was swept away.

——Mordred, please, don't let her get hurt...

The boy muttered, "It doesn't look like this at all."

"What are you muttering about?"

Mordred said dissatisfiedly, then looked at the young man, and said: "You just continue to be so carefree, don't come close to me, the relationship between me and the future you is not as good as you think. You just You need to be like him, loathe me, hate me, that’s fine, and before I kill Shatiao Aige, I will protect your safety as promised, don’t worry about that, don’t worry about the rest, anyway, our intersection And only on this illusory past plane."