I Will Eventually Become a Partner of Justice

According to his self-discipline and the biological clock he had cultivated long ago, it was impossible!

When he crawled out of the dead, he didn't break his biological clock...

Wait a moment!

——"Come on, Wang, this is my carefully prepared chicken soup, you can try it."

The memory suddenly shifted to Morgan Le Fay who was smiling.

In addition to the two days of lethargy that Guinevere mentioned, as well as the backache when waking up, the most important thing is the head that is still dizzy...

Suddenly, a terrible thought occurred to me.

No... no, no, no, can't you?

His hands and feet were cold.

Shirou looked at Guinevere, who was humming a tune and looking at the document, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Gui...Guinevere...you...have you heard any strange sounds in the palace these two days? ? To be precise, my room..."

"No..." Guinevere showed a dazed look, and said, "Who will go to your room if there is nothing to do? You dismissed the palace guards yourself."

"Everyone wants you to take a good rest. The most important thing is that you have pushed all your affairs to me..."

Guinevere looked resentful.

"Wait a minute... What's wrong with your face? You don't look good? Did something happen?" Guinevere asked.

"It's nothing... just didn't sleep well..."

Shirou broke out in a cold sweat and asked, "Where is Morgan... Where is Morgan?"

"Princess Morgan is already packing her luggage. According to your order, she is already planning to go to Cornwall." After a pause, Guinevere added thoughtfully: "As for Artoria, she has already left and went to Taylor Bill."

"Alright, where is Morgan now?" Shirou asked.

"In her magic workshop," Guinevere said.

"You work hard."

After exhorting, Shirou hurried out with a solemn face.

"What the hell happened? With a serious face..."

Guinevere showed a dazed look, then continued to lower her head, continued to hum the fairy song, and corrected the documents.

Humming a song, even the heavy work becomes much more enjoyable...

wait!

Why am I so happy at work?

Guinevere's face froze.

Shirou rushed to Morgan's magic workshop with a serious expression on his face.

Along the way, when someone greeted him, he didn't even bother to reply, his expression was hurried.

Shirou was a little scared.

I was a little afraid that I would fall into Morgan's hands.

Although he covered himself with [evil] every time he faced Morgan, and he didn't even let Morgan get close to him, but Morgan, as a master of alchemy, his methods are really mysterious and unpredictable, so it's hard to guarantee that he made something to skip the [evil] judgment Something, without anyone noticing, charmed me.

[Evil] can automatically defend to prevent Morgan from getting close to him, but if he goes close to Morgan's body, [Evil] will not defend.

Shirou is now afraid that he will be plotted against by Morgan, and then put Morgan on.

He panicked and became even more frightened.

If one day a child pops up suddenly and calls himself "Abba", Shirou feels that he will collapse.

He has never been a father, and he has no plans to start a family in this era.

Otherwise, at that time, how could he have the courage to withdraw and leave?

Don't... don't do anything...

Shiro groaned inwardly.

Shirou came to Morgan's magic workshop.

Morgan was sending people to move his things, while Bedivere stayed aside and took inventory.

"King!" Morgan smiled when he saw Shirou.

Shirou subconsciously glanced at Morgan's stomach, not knowing what to ask.

"You—" Shirou hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Have you been moving things these two days?"

"Yeah, what's the matter? Are you starting to miss me?" Morgan pursed his lips slightly, and quickly approached Shirou.

Shirou subconsciously covered 【Evil】 first.

Morgan: "..."

Gritting teeth.

Shirou carefully observed Morgan's expression and found that there was nothing special about it.

Was it a false alarm?

Coughed twice, trying to comfort Morgan, but Morgan snorted, turned his head away and left.

Shirou had nothing to say, so he could only quietly pull Bedivere over.

"What's the matter, my king?" Bedivere asked with a strange expression.

Shirou quietly glanced at Morgan's stomach, and then said: "Mr. Bedivere, I want to trouble you with something."

"What is it?" Bedivere blinked.

"That's...well..." Shirou pondered for a moment, and then said: "After you go to Cornwall, help me keep an eye on Morgan. If her belly suddenly grows, or one day, a child suddenly appears beside her , you have to tell me quickly! Don’t hide it from me!”

"Child? Difficult...Could it be..." Bedivere's breathing was stagnant and his whole body was shaking. He felt that he was involved in something terrible.

Shirou narrowed his eyes slightly, and said: "Don't think about it! This king has never done anything! Besides, there are some things that you are not allowed to ask, and you are not allowed to say anything, understand? Otherwise, this king will never forgive you!"

Bedivere closed his mouth tightly, nodded hurriedly, and looked at Shirou eagerly, a bit like a golden retriever.