I Will Eventually Become a Partner of Justice

So, what did you call him to do?

Shirou shook his head and didn't think much about it, but the evening wind blowing from the sea was indeed quite cold, so Shirou put on this plush cloak and continued walking towards the Pure White Tower.

The Pure White Tower seems to be a representative symbol of a region. With the Pure White Tower as the center, there is a prosperous commercial street and a church full of people.

The pure white tower does not have any traces of bricks and tiles, and the tower emits a faint white light, which seems to be some kind of alchemy. However, many civilians flocked to it, looking at the sunset, it seemed like an open viewing platform.

Shirou followed the crowd looking at the distant view and entered the Pure White Tower, but the Pure White Tower was too high, and only Shirou reached the top floor.

Standing by the window and looking down, in an instant, the whole of Kamland came into view.

The patchwork pattern, the small houses with courtyards, the empty streets, the white pigeons flying in the sky, and the oncoming breeze all tell the ancient century of poetry and fantasy, which is quite beautiful.

In particular, the sea bordering Kamland is extremely blue, telling the beauty of the planet.

This beautiful scenery makes Shirou yearn for it, and the oncoming breeze makes Shirou feel refreshed and forget his troubles, but other than that, he can't feel anything.

Nothing fancy?

Shirou frowned, this is impossible!

After all, the light that connects the sky and the earth is emitted by the Pure White Tower, so there must be something special here.

"It seems that we can only go to the top to see."

Shirou leaned against the side of the tower and looked up.

The light connecting the sky and the earth is emitted from the top of the tower. Since there is nothing special about the body of the tower, there might be one at the top of the tower.

However, the top of the tower seems to be a forbidden area. It is too eye-catching to pass in front of the public, so it can only be done at night.

"Huh~huh~ You are indeed here, Your Excellency Fujimaru Shiro!"

Hearing a panting sound in his ear, Shirou turned his head and saw Guinevere standing at the entrance, panting, bent over, sweating profusely.

"Finally found you~!" Guinevere was so tired that she was out of breath. It was really exhausting for a weak greenhouse flower like her to climb the tallest tower in Kamland. up.

"Is there anything you want from me, Princess Guinevere?" Shirou asked suspiciously.

"I, I, huff..." Guinevere couldn't breathe.

Shirou smiled and said, "Let's take a break first, I'm right here, I'm not going anywhere."

Guinevere bent over, sweating profusely, gasping for breath, Shirou stood beside Guinevere, fanning her with his hands to let her dissipate heat quickly.

Speaking of which, this pure white tower is indeed very high, and it is quite difficult for Shirou to climb up with his own body.

Of course, it would be different if you use 【Evil】, or the records of the Eternal King. It's just a pity that the former is inexplicably lost, and the latter is inexplicably unusable.

That's why Shirou was very anxious to find out who was behind the scenes. After all, the shadow of the Lord of Relief has come from the "root".

time is limited.

"Cuckoo..."

A row of white pigeons flew out of the window, standing by the window cooing and jumping, tilting their heads, and reflecting Shirou and Guinevere in pairs of small eyes.

The Eternal King is very strong, the Emperor of the Moon is even more perverted, and the Emperor of the Stars has reached the end of the record where it is difficult to make progress... But Shirou's body is surprisingly weak.

However, Guinevere was weaker than Shirou. The tower was no more than a kilometer, Shirou just sweated a little from climbing, but Guinevere simply collapsed from exhaustion, panting for a long time before recovering.

"What a gaffe." Guinevere said with a slightly red cheek.

Such a gaffe in front of a traveler was a disgrace to Kamland.

"It's nothing, it's better to say that Her Royal Highness is like a flower after the spring rain, moist and fragrant, and even more beautiful. I can't help but feel a little moved by it."

"Ah, this..."

Hearing this, Guinevere's face turned red in an instant, and her fair ears were stained with a nice blush. No one had ever said such nasty things to her.

"Oh, I'm taking the liberty, please forgive my rudeness, Your Royal Highness." Shirou said.

It's been a long time since I saw Guinevere, and as soon as I saw her, I wanted to tease her like I did back then, admiring her funny behavior, which can be said to be one of Shirou's few bad tastes. But when it was just finished, Shirou remembered that the relationship between him and Guinevere, who was reproduced by the black hand behind the scenes, was not as familiar as before, and it was indeed a bit reckless.

There was no way to do this, because the relationship between him and Guinevere was indeed very close.

Of course, this closeness refers to the closeness on the hair. After all, Guinevere is one of the initiators of the Hair Protection Association. She hates Shirou's evil deeds and is a staunch supporter of resisting the hegemony of the Eternal King.

Of course, if it was useful, Shirou wouldn't be called Shirou anymore.

The reason why Shirou was able to get rid of this bad taste was because when he was connecting the dots in Romania, he subconsciously grabbed Astolfo’s ponytail and made himself sick, so he learned from the painful experience and changed it.

But seeing Guinevere's soft long hair fluttering in front of him now, Shirou felt a little itchy.

This damn Rejoice!

"Um?"

Guinevere covered her head violently, turned her head, and looked around vigilantly.

"What's the matter, Your Royal Highness?"

"No... it's probably an illusion." Guinevere shook her head, she just instinctively felt that someone was hitting her hair.

This is probably the sequelae of being frightened by those foreign enemies before. After all, there will never be a hair-loving pervert who specializes in people's hair in this world, right?

Even if there was, she wouldn't be so unlucky to meet her, right?

Um! I, Guinevere, am one lucky girl!

Thinking of this, Guinevere relaxed, unaware that such a pervert was lurking beside her. And just now, her smooth hair was in danger!

"Is there anything your Highness wants from me?" Shirou suppressed the demon in his heart, moved his eyes away from Guinevere's hair, and looked at Guinevere and asked.

"Well, don't His Excellency Fujimaru Shiro want to travel in Kamland? So, I would like to introduce Kamland to His Excellency Fujimaru Shiro."

"Ah...that's it," Shirou recalled his character design, "But, doesn't Her Royal Highness have to attend the government affairs of the ministers? This matter is much more important than mine."

"No, it's all trivial matters. Dad probably got bored, so he ran out."

Shirou smiled, not taking it seriously, but he followed her and said, "Then how could it be? The chaos is so dangerous now, didn't Her Highness the Princess be attacked by Vortigern's thieves just now?"

"That... I don't know much about it from before. The Vortigern that His Excellency Fujimaru Shiro said..."

Guinevere asked with a puzzled face, "Who is it?"

"It's the leader of those armored soldiers."