I Will Eventually Become a Partner of Justice Chapter 1933

Then, who is that Holy Apostle Pendragon?

"Cuckoo..."

Among the branches, a few white pigeons bounced around, their big eyes reflected Shirou and Guinevere, and they tilted their heads, as if they were wondering where the lonely men and widows came from to go around in such a desolate place.

"Oh! Even the pigeons laugh at us!"

Guinevere's cheeks puffed up, and then she covered her mouth and smiled lightly.

Shirou: "..."

So, I can't understand what a woman is thinking at all, especially a dramatist woman like Guinevere.

As the sun sets, the sky is covered with fiery clouds, and the whole world is rendered red.

Fiery red.

"I finally found you, Your Royal Highness, Your Excellency Fujimaru Shiro!"

Accompanied by the sound of horseshoes, an anxious man's voice suddenly sounded from behind. Shirou turned his head and saw Kamud leading a small team, coming in a hurry.

Then let the two soldiers dismount, and let Shirou and Guinevere get on the horse quickly.

Guinevere sat on the horse and asked with a puzzled face, "What's the matter, Uncle Kamude?"

"The holy apostle of Pendragon is here, and he wants to see His Excellency Fujimaru Shiro by name!" Kamude said anxiously.

Shirou, who had just got on his horse, was taken aback for a moment: "Want to see me by name?"

Kamde nodded.

That's where it gets interesting.

Shirou raised his eyebrows and said to himself, I just want to meet one of the twelve holy apostles, the king of Camelot, the king who holds the pendragon chapter.

A group of three hurried back to Taylor Bill.

"Holy Apostle of Pendragon... I have wanted to meet this Holy Apostle for a long time, and this time my father brought me out, which just made my dream come true!" Guinevere said with a smile.

"Your Highness Princess... I suggest you, it's better not to get close to the Holy Apostle, especially the Holy Apostle. Because the character of the Holy Apostle...is very bad." Kamde said with cold sweat.

"How could it be?" Guinevere said with a smile: "The Holy Apostle who can write the biography of "Heroes of the Holy Sword" must be a perfect person like the father."

Looking at Guinevere who was looking forward to it so much, Kamud sighed in his heart, Your Royal Highness, you don't know. That adult's character is notoriously bad!

After rushing back to Taylor Bill, Shirou and others were arranged by Kamde to enter the administrative hall.

Entering the administrative hall, Shirou swept his eyes and saw a steel man wearing the armor of the blue silver dragon, sitting at the top of course, while the kings around Taylor Bill sat at the two ends, feeling a little trembling .

That is the Holy Apostle... Pendragon?

Shirou frowned slightly as he looked at the man in the armor of the blue silver dragon in the seat above.

At this time, Guinevere, who came in later, saw King Liao Dekuan sitting on the first seat on the right, and when he was about to shout, King Liao Dekuan immediately winked at her and told her to shut up .

At this time, the holy apostle Pendragon raised his head slightly, and Shirou immediately felt a very sharp and powerful gaze fall on him.

This gaze is sharper than a sword and stronger than a giant dragon. Coupled with the status of a holy apostle, it is no wonder that kings such as King Liao Dekuan are so trembling. However, it is useless to Shirou.

"Are you a traveler from outside the empire, Fujimaru Shiro?"

Under that set of gray silver dragon armor, came a clear and proud voice like a queen.

Before Shirou answered, King Liao Dekuan stood up: "Holy Apostle Pendragon, this is..."

"I didn't ask you, King of Kamland. Sit down," said the Holy Apostle of Pendragon.

King Liao Dekuan's body froze.

"You don't want me to invite you to sit down, do you, King of Kamland?" asked the Holy Apostle of Pendragon again.

"No, dare not..."

King Liao Dekuan sat down with cold sweat on his face.

Guinevere's face turned pale, and she finally understood why Kamude told her not to get close to the Holy Apostle of Pendragon.

Indeed, the Holy Apostle of Pendragon with this character is what she fears the most.

The holy apostle of Pendragon turned his head, his eyes fell on Shirou, and said: "Your Excellency Fujimaru Shiro, I heard that you have the power to rival the holy apostle, and you have knocked down a crossbow-level foreign enemy and saved Kamlander. .I did bring you the gift of His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven, but the weak are not qualified to receive the gift. Can you show me your strength?"

Hearing this, Shirou raised his eyebrows, and then said with a smile: "Of course, but—"

"but what?"

"However, a person's strength cannot be displayed, it has to be displayed. And to display, you need an opponent. So, who is my opponent? Is it you, Holy Apostle Pendragon? Please forgive me Let me tell you bluntly, you are very weak."

As soon as this remark came out, the originally solemn and silent administrative hall suddenly boiled.

Those kings looked at each other, their eyes widened, and they looked at Shirou in disbelief.

Unexpectedly, he directly provoked the Holy Apostle!

King Liao Dekuan couldn't help saying: "Hi! Your Excellency Fujimaru Shiro!"

"Hahahahaha... Interesting!"

The Holy Apostle of Pendragon laughed loudly, staring at Shirou with strong aggression and bloodlust in his eyes: "I just like such a strong person, I hope your sword can match your strength."

The Holy Apostle of Pendragon slowly took off his helmet, revealing his pretty face with long golden hair and those bloodthirsty emerald green eyes.

Looking at the pretty face of the Holy Apostle of Pendragon, Shirou's eyes narrowed suddenly.

Oh it's you……

"Let me, Queen of Camelot, Morgan Le Fay Pendragon, and this holy sword, taste your body!"

——Sister Wang!

Shirou's hands clenched tightly.

The Holy Apostle of Pendragon stretched out his hand towards his waist. Although there was nothing there, he could feel a sharp sword in Morgan Le Fay's hand.

No.

It's not a feeling, but there is such a sword!

An invisible sword!