I Will Eventually Become a Partner of Justice

So, who is that holy apostle Pendragon?

"Cuckoo..."

Among the branches, a few white pigeons were jumping around, Shilang and Gui Niwei's eyes were reflected in Dou's big eyes, and they tilted their heads, seeming to be wondering where the lone men and widows were spinning 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 chuckled inexplicably.

Shiro: "..."

So, I don't know what women are thinking, especially those who are acting well like Guinevere.

As the sun sets, the sky is full of burning clouds, and the whole world is rendered red.

Fire-like red.

"Finally found you, Your Royal Highness, Your Excellency Fujimaru Shiro!"

Accompanied by the sound of horseshoes, an anxious man's voice suddenly rang from behind. Shirou turned his head and saw that Kamud led a small team hurriedly.

Then let the two soldiers dismount, let Shilang and Guiniweier get on their horses quickly.

Guinevere sat down on the horse and asked with a puzzled face: "What's wrong, Uncle Kamud?"

"The Holy Apostle Pendragon is here, and the one who named the surname wants to see His Excellency Fujimaru Shiro!" Kamud said anxiously.

The Shi Lang who had just turned on his horse, was stunned for a moment: "The one who named the surname wants to see me?"

Kamud nodded.

This is interesting.

Shi Lang raised his eyebrows, and said to his heart, I just happened to meet one of the Twelve Holy Apostles, the King of Camelot, and the King who holds the Pendragon Chapter.

A group of three hurried back to Taylor Bill.

"Holy Apostle Pendragon... I wanted to see the Lord Apostle a long time ago. This time the father and king brought me out, just to make my dream come true!" Guinevere said with a smile.

"His Royal Highness... I suggest you, it is better not to approach the Lord Holy Apostle, especially the Lord Holy Apostle. Because the personality of the Lord Holy Apostle... is very bad." Kamud said with cold sweat.

"How come?" Guini Weier said with a smile: "The Holy Apostle who can write the biography of "Holy Sword Hero Tan" must be a perfect person as perfect as the father."

Looking at Guinevere who was so expectant, Kamud sighed inwardly, Your Royal Highness Princess, you don't know. The character of that adult is so well-known and terrible!

After hurried back to Taylor Beer, Shi Lang and others were arranged by Kamud to enter the executive hall.

Entering the administrative hall, Shiro glanced away and saw an iron man covered in the armor of the blue silver dragon, sitting in the upper position of course, while the kings around Tyler Bill were sitting on both ends, feeling a little trembling. .

That is the Holy Apostle... Pendragon?

Shi Lang looked at the man in the blue silver dragon armor sitting above, and frowned slightly.

At this time, Guinevere, who came in afterward, saw King Leo Dekuan sitting in the first seat on the right hand at the first glance. When he was about to shout, King Leo Dekuan quickly winked at her and told her to shut up. .

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

This gaze is sharper than a sword, stronger than a dragon, and coupled with the identity of a holy apostle, it is no wonder that kings such as Leodkuan are so trembling, but this is useless for Shilang.

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

Under the silver dragon armor, there was a voice that was as crisp and proud as a queen.

Shilang didn't answer, but King Liodekuan stood up: "Holy Apostle Pendragon, this is..."

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

King Lidekuan's body stopped.

"Won't you want me to invite you to sit down, King of Camland?" the Saint Pendragon asked again.

"No, I dare not..."

King Leidekuan sat down with a cold sweat on his face.

Guinevere's face turned pale, and she finally understood why Kamud would tell her not to approach the Pendragon Saint Apostle.

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

The Holy Apostle Pendragon turned his head, his gaze fell on Shiro, and said, "His Excellency Fujimaru Shiro, I heard that you have the power to rival the Holy Apostle. You have knocked down a whole crossbow-class foreign enemy and saved Camland. I did bring you the gift of His Majesty the Emperor, but the weak are not qualified to receive the gift. Can you show me your power?"

Hearing this, Shi Lang raised his eyebrows, and then smiled: "Of course, but—"

"But what?"

"But the strength of a person cannot be shown, it must be shown. To do it, you need an opponent. Then, who is my opponent? Is it you, Holy Apostle Lord Pendragon? Please forgive me. I'll say bluntly, you are very weak."

As soon as this statement was made, the originally solemn and silent administrative hall suddenly boiled.

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

Actually, he directly provoked the Holy Apostle!

King Lidekuan couldn't help but express: "Hey! Your Excellency Fujimaru Shiro!"

"Hahahahaha...interesting!"

The Holy Apostle Pendragon laughed, staring at Shirou with a strong aggression and bloodthirsty light, "I just like such a strong person. I hope your sword can match your strength."

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

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

So it's you...

"Just let me, the queen of Camelot, Morgan Lefé Pendragon, and this holy sword, come and taste your body!"

——Sister Wang!

Shirou's palm suddenly clenched tightly.

The Holy Apostle Pendragon stretched out his hand to his waist, obviously there was nothing, but he could feel a rather sharp sword in the hands of Morgan Lefy.

No.

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

An invisible sword!