the living [comprehensive]

That guy, Archer, is simply a self-willed bastard!

Don't care about your own thoughts, don't care about your own feelings!

Even if one day I and this guy admit to each other, there is no way to get along well!

The sense of powerlessness forgotten by the heroic spirit and the anxiety that had been ridiculed by the other party continued to pile up, turning into an anger that could not be completely eliminated even with all efforts to suppress it.This time, Shirou's anger finally reached its peak because of the other party's actions without any explanation.

However, the stubborn boy couldn't let go of the guy he yearned for.Even, just thinking of the other party's bleak and dark experience, he couldn't get angry anymore.

That bastard clearly only loathes himself, even the way he cares is cold and distorted.It's unbelievable that I would think of compromising so easily.

Even though he spurned his unconditional compromise with the heroic spirit, the boy running in the desert slowed down and thought seriously.

Although Archer has always been this kind of virtue that is difficult to communicate with, once it comes to the guardian, the other party will show unprecedented coldness and violentness; it is precisely because the other party's bitter and sharp soul has been softened by himself to a certain extent , this kind of uncompromising cold and hard attitude is even more abrupt.

So you don't want to be a guardian?

However, this only plausible reason is not very convincing.To put it bluntly, even if he followed the opponent's old path and became a guardian, the worst outcome would be to be killed by his companions.

What's more, the self who knows everything about the future will definitely not become an "Archer", but will go further on the road of ideals.

It would be great if he could tell the other party the truth about himself; that way, Archer could also feel at ease.Shirou sighed silently, but was slightly startled by a guess that suddenly flashed in his mind.

Could it be that...the self who avoided the fate of being betrayed and died by his companions and went further away will usher in a more terrifying end than this?

The wind at night was not as mild as it was during the day, and it whizzed past bitterly, making the thick robes that the young man was wearing lifted high.Hearing the flapping of the robe in the wind, Shirou suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

Otherwise, should I give in to Archer?Talk to the other person at least once in a calm, open and honest manner.

——Of course, you must never reveal your secrets and feelings to the other party.

Shirou raised his head after making a decision, and was immediately taken aback.

By the way, where is this place?

I don't know when, the surroundings have changed. It is no longer an empty desert, but a broken fortress ruin.However, even though it was bombed into pieces and shattered, Shirou could still tell how strong and indestructible the fortress was originally from the thick outer walls.

I seem to have passed the battlefield again.

Shirou sighed wistfully, and then, because of the unusual aura that came with the wind, he turned his head to the direction the wind was blowing from.

The rancid smell in the cool wind became more and more intense, and a certain dark magical breath that seemed to come from hell made the invisible wind sharper, almost stabbing the boy's cheek with pain.

After that, he saw clearly the red figure running side by side with countless black shadows.The tall young man in the fiery robe overlapped with a certain figure deeply imprinted in Shirou's heart at a certain moment, which made him a little dazed.

Speaking of which, although this "Guardian" looked powerful, he was exhausted; in this case, could the opponent kill all these black monsters?

At the moment when the young warrior was pulled by his robe, Shirou finally couldn't hold back his hand.

The darkness between heaven and earth was torn apart by the cold light of countless sharp blades.The soldiers under siege froze for a moment because of the inexplicable weapons, and then beheaded the nearby black shadow knowingly, and rolled out of the encirclement on the spot.

Almost at the same instant, the weapon suspended in the night sky fell down.

Thousands of arrows are fired.The black shadow was turned into ashes under the arrows condensed by magic power, and the Noble Phantasm that had completed its mission also turned into countless light spots.

"Are you all right?" Shirou ran to the young man without time to rejoice over the success of the magic trick.

"It's okay. Are you a magician? I don't think you look like a guardian. But that one just now was really powerful." The other party's dusty face had eyes as bright as stars; At the moment of staring at him, Shirou couldn't help but smile because of the hearty smile on the other side.

However, what happened after that was completely out of Shirou's control.

The young guardian invited Shirou to go with him in an almost coercive manner, and Shirou, who had been unable to wait for Archer for a long time, had to agree.The young man was very happy and optimistic. Even though his companions were staring at Shirou, an outsider of a foreign race, he insisted on putting Shirou in his tent.

——Although this tent is basically built of rags and lightly polished tree trunks.

Shirou lay on his back, recalling what happened just now, and sighed in relief.

Embarrassment aside, I was indeed treated quite friendly.

At least, his attitude towards him is much better than that of Archer.

Having said that, Archer...doesn't really care about himself, does he?

Distraught by this thought, unable to sleep, Shirou simply got up quietly after tossing and turning for a long time.

If you can't sleep, then don't sleep well.Those youths who are guardians have not rested, why not go and see what they are doing?There may be unexpected gains.

Shirou crept out of the tent and hid himself behind the bushes, looking through the gaps in the branches and leaves to the direction where the guardians set up the bonfire.

With just one glance, he was so startled that he almost cried out.

Those youths who were previously covered in robes from head to toe now exposed their young and powerful bodies.As fighters, they have the graceful and sharp silhouette of a leopard, almost admirable.

——if it weren't for the things imprinted on them to spoil the scenery too much.

The knife wound on the back had turned brown but was still clear, as if the scar would never fade away; the originally fatal wound under the ribs did not ooze blood, but there was a dark green juice gushing out as if internal organs were rotting; There are black swellings on the arms and legs full of strength and beauty, which look terrible as if infected by some incurable disease.

The cheerful young man who guided Shirou here is currently gritting his teeth and using a knife to cut off the tangled growths growing on the outside of his body bit by bit.The parts that did not belong to humans were cut off, but black blood gushed out, as if those weird tissues had rotted the deepest part of the body.

Shirou was not the only one who was moved by this scene.Looking at the wound, the young man showed a little despair, but it was quickly replaced by vigorous anger.He continued to cut off the dark carrion from the wound, and the hand holding the knife did not shake.It wasn't until the blood flowing out of the wound turned bright red that the young man finally stopped.

With a serious face because of this bloody scene, Shirou turned around, but unexpectedly bumped into the arms of someone he was not unfamiliar with.The other party seemed to know that he would be frightened, and covered his lips before he could speak.

"Don't bark, brat." Heroic Spirit pressed his lips to Shirou's ear, and lowered his voice, "You don't want them to find out, do you?"

Shirou subconsciously nodded, and then froze suddenly because of the touch of his lips rubbing against the opponent's palm.

Heroic Spirit didn't notice Shirou's stiffness, but let go after the other party calmed down from the shock: "What a worry-free brat. Running around in a place like this, are you dying?"

"Didn't you dislike me so much at first and didn't want me to follow you at all?" Shirou retorted subconsciously, and later regretted his words that accidentally poked the other party's sore spot.

After being reminded, Heroic Spirit seemed to realize that he acted like a slap in the face, and couldn't help "tsk" irritably.But he quickly regained his composure, and his steel-gray pupils quickly faded from frustration and became indifferent: "When you encountered those monsters, I followed you. But since you have met... new companions, I didn't show up at that time."

"It's not. If you really want to be called a companion, I'm afraid there is only the man in the red robe." Shirou explained, chewing the heroic spirit's pause in his heart.

By the way, Archer also had a partner along the way before.

It's just that those companions betrayed each other in the end.

"You're an annoying little brat. I took you with me at first because I had to."

Shirou was awakened by Heroic Spirit's harsh words: "Huh? Why are you talking about this all of a sudden?"

"In short, I can't like you at all. But," Yingling paused, then subtly moved his eyes away, and lowered his voice, "I can't let go of you either."

"Eh?" At this point, Shirou finally understood—the other party was answering his original words.

"How should I put it, although you have reached a new level of stupidity, I still recognize this persistence in your ideals." The displeased Heroic Spirit turned his head and looked directly at Shirou, "So, when I can still walk with you When the time comes, I will give you a hand at the right time to prevent you stupid brat from falling into a deep pit and falling to your death."

Being stared at by Heroic Spirit with unprecedented candor, Shirou was a little at a loss: "Is this... your true mood?"

Heroic Spirit raised his eyebrows, and sighed exaggeratedly: "I was so moved by a stupid brat like you, I really failed."

In other words... Archer really thought that way, right?

Archer needs his own.

Shirou was about to smile in relief, but he stopped the urge abruptly.In order to prevent his feelings from leaking, he asked another thing: "Did you hide your breath before? I didn't feel you were near."

The heroic spirit didn't speak, but Shirou suddenly realized that the opponent who had been in the human world for too long had run out of magic power.

Shirou opened his mouth but didn't know what to say, so he could only lower his head in the end: "I'm sorry. It's my fault for letting you waste magic power in the world."

"Apologizing is useless at all. It's better to think about how to make up for it. However, a fool like you probably can't think of any effective way."

"Who said that?" Shirou raised his eyes and stared at the other party.

——This kind of thing has clearly been done in the previous encounter!

With a certain attitude of not admitting defeat, the boy kissed Heroic Spirit's lips almost fiercely.

However, although the heroic spirit was too surprised to react in time, Shirou, who sent the magic power through his slightly parted lips, already felt his cheeks heat up rapidly and became hot.Unable to continue because of embarrassment, the flushed boy let go of the heroic spirit, but when he stepped back, the heroic spirit grabbed his wrist.

--damn.

Shirou screamed silently in his heart.

"You...should you go? If they come..."

"Shut up." Heroic Spirit interrupted Shirou in a low voice.He didn't get angry at the boy, but looked distressed.

Are you not angry?Shirou looked at Heroic Spirit's face, a little confused.

"Although the thought of doing this kind of thing with an annoying brat makes me lose motivation, how should I put it?" Heroic Spirit shrugged, "Take it as an emergency."

"Uh, that is to say..." Want to continue?

Seeing the heroic spirit bowing his head, Shirou hurriedly stopped: "Wait! If they..."

"They won't sleep so fast. The guardian's wounds will heal quickly, but the process is more painful than dying. They can't sleep until the wounds heal."

Being so clear means that Archer has had a similar experience.Shirou thought, feeling a little distressed.

While Shirou was stunned, Heroic Spirit had already pressed down his lips heavily.

The boy's eyes widened in astonishment, and his cheeks that had just cooled down burned again.

Because he didn't want to alarm others, Shirou didn't dare to struggle vigorously.And his strength, which was insignificant to Heroic Spirit, was not even enough to break free from the opponent's hand pinching his chin.

It was a deep kiss completely different from the soft touch initiated by the boy for the purpose of transferring magic power.The breath belonging to another person is transmitted from the place where the lips meet, and the tip of the other person's tongue invades the mouth after licking the lips, and while plundering the magic power, it brings a moist and hot touch that cannot be ignored.

As the heat deepened, Shirou gradually lost his strength and could only think about one thing.

——Are you not motivated? !

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