I Will Eventually Become a Partner of Justice

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This time, Shirou was instantly killed 37 times, and Scathach stopped.

"Have I reached my limit, teacher?" Shirou lay on the ground breathing heavily.

"Yes." Skaha put the gun away and replied with a light smile.

Struggling to sit up, Shirou looked at Scathach, and asked seriously: "Teacher, since you can see the outside world, then do you know why those followers sometimes call me a 'treacherous villain', and then say it's a misunderstanding?" Me?"

"Don't you already have the answer in your own heart?" Skaha chuckled, piercing Shirou's routine.

Shirou was a little embarrassed. Sure enough, this kind of old monster who lived for an unknown number of years was not something that a young man like him could talk about.

"Some things you shouldn't think about, you'd better not think about them, or I will get angry." Scarhat paused, and then reiterated: "I will be super angry."

She was smiling all over her face, but there was already a "well" character on her forehead.

Shirou smiled awkwardly. Withdrawing the foreword, it is best not to even think about this kind of young lady. The rice that people have eaten is more than the sons you have produced in your lifetime...

"Is it 【Mortal Wisdom】?" Shirou carefully insinuated.

"Maybe." Scatha smiled gracefully, without any flaws.

Shirou gave up, this kind of experienced young lady is not something young people like him can do, and suddenly complained with some annoyance: "Teacher, can't you just tell me?"

"You're acting like a baby to me again." Skaha smiled gently, shook his head, and said, "Even if you act like a baby, it's not allowed. I have graduated from this world, but you are still learning .This is your own adventure, and it would be rude of me to point it out casually."

"But I don't mind at all. What adventures, what trials, I just want to live the life of ordinary people, be a rich man, read some novels on weekdays, and complain about the weakness of the protagonists in those novels. I don't care at all. I don't want to be a character in the story, there is no author behind me who can guarantee that I will not be killed before the story ends."

"No, even if the story is not over, there is still the kind of protagonist who is arranged to die by the author in the middle of the story."

Shirou was troubled.

"Before the ending, no one knows what the script will be like. And once you get on this stage, you can't get off it." Skaha gently touched Shirou's head.

Scathach's hands were soft, not at all rough like a warrior. But Shirou didn't have the heart to experience the shame of killing his head. He was full of sorrow. In reality, Diarmuid and Artoria were already eyeing his life!

One master is a magician killer who does evil things in the name of good, and the other is a decent magician from the noble camp. Even if the fact that he is just a child is revealed, Artoria and Diarmuid will give up because of morality, but these two masters will probably force Artoria and Diarmuid to kill him.

In fact, regardless of Emiya Kiritsugu, even if that man suffers from pain and condemnation from his heart, he will definitely shoot himself without mercy. And that decent magician Kenneth, when he found out that he was a child, would he be happy to eliminate Yiqi ahead of time, or would he be ecstatic to take away his body?

A body that can fuse with a follower's spirit base is a rare research body no matter how you look at it. He is a first-level lecturer of the Spiritual Science Department, and the son-in-law of the Minister of Spiritual Science!

"The face is bitter again." Scatha lowered his head, and looked at Shirou tenderly with his blood-red eyes, "Okay. As a teacher, I will give another suggestion to the disciple who is not up to date."

"What suggestion?" Shirou's eyes lit up.

"I really feel that I can't live anymore, so go to the Great Holy Grail."

Shirou was at a loss: "What are you doing there?"

Skaha smiled gracefully: "Draw you to my country earlier. In this way, as a teacher, I can protect you as a disciple?"

Shirou: "..."

The young lady is already in the dark, and I feel like I'm going to have a heart attack if I continue to talk.

With a sad face, Shirou wanted to run out of the dreamland, but when he was about to leave the gate of the dreamland, Shirou looked back at the girl sitting in the sea of ​​flowers on the other side, summoned up his courage, and said seriously: "Teacher, you are the number one in the world in my mind! "

After speaking, Shirou fled out of the dreamland of Shadowland.

"Are you number one in the world in your mind?... That's not okay, Shirou. I am a bad woman, sir. If I were number one in the world, no one would be able to kill me Is it? I'm still looking forward to, you can kill me, Shirou."

Scathach has a bit of sister-like tenderness and a bit of sorrow like a resentful woman. Melancholy. mourning. Trying to get the end of the self.

"Will you be the one who can end me?"

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After running out of the dreamland, the sky gradually brightened.

The first night has passed, but the Seven Nights of the Holy Grail, which has already been eaten by mushrooms, still exists for at least six nights...

Long night!

Death is counting down!

"Something has to be done!" Shirou clenched his fists. He had to do something, otherwise, with his basic skills, he would not be able to survive the Holy Grail War. And the battle last night has proved this point.

He was fighting head-on with a decent follower, and he could only bet his life that the follower would believe his rotten mouth.

However, if this continues, how long can I live?

Even if he won the bet, he escaped all the battles, while the other six knights fought in melee. In the end, he still has to fight with the strongest to decide the outcome.

This won't work—, this will never work!

With his character of death at the touch of a touch, if he really messes around like this, he will definitely die!

Something must be done!

You must muddy this plate of water, and then flow in a direction that is beneficial to you!

Shirou got off the bed, looked at the rising sun in the sky, and clenched his small fists tightly, "The night is your battlefield, but the dawn is my home field—!"

With such a declaration, Shirou left Ryunosuke Uyuu behind, and walked out of this abandoned factory openly.

Scathach has given him enough help, whether it is training himself or reminding himself to avoid explosions. No matter how greedily seek help from her, I'm afraid Scathach will abandon him in the end, right?

Although Scathach didn't show it like this, anyone who knows a little bit of social communication knows that asking for it all the time is the fastest way to consume friendship. Moreover, he and Scathach hadn't dated for a few days, and they could be regarded as a little familiar with the name of master and apprentice, and the friendship itself was not strong.

So in the final analysis, the person I can rely on is myself.

Shirou sighed.

The reality is like this, the backer will fall, and everyone will run away.

The kind of characters that can be relied on all the time in the novel, and the friendship that can be consumed all the time, do not exist in reality. All living beings are equal, they will all die when they deserve to die, and no one is favored by the world. The only thing I can rely on in the end is my own hands and mind.

However, Skaha also mentioned something to him before-"This is your era, your city", it was this sentence that rekindled Shirou's hope, and he also thought about how he should deal with this opponent. War of super murderers.

In this war, his advantage is not frontal combat power, knowledge of magic, or even the modern firearms held by Emiya Kiritsugu, but the brain of a normal modern person who is deeply influenced by modern knowledge.

So, how would a normal modern person deal with a threat that he could not fight against?

Very simple solution.