Shirou had no refutation to say anything about the priest just now.

As he said, the wishes that Shirou Emiya can be equated with the ugliest wishes. The desire to protect something is the same as hope that something will be harmed.

It’s like I want to stop the murderous incident in the Holy Grail War, but it’s like I’m expecting the tragedy of murderous incident in the Holy Grail War.

I clearly didn't pray for something like that, and I didn't even think about it. I just wanted to become a righteous man like Kiritsugu, but even such wishes were contradictory.

I used to think that my ordinary life was a bit boring, but now...

"Student Emiya, what's wrong with you?"

Tosaka's voice sounded in his ears, Shirou calmed down and turned his head.

"Nothing" Shirou shook his head and breathed.

"Shirou, is your conversation over?" Saber also walked over.

"Yes," Shirou nodded.

"So...what is your decision?" Saber stared at Shirou's face.

"I want to fight," Shirou looked at Saber's face and said calmly.

After pausing, Shirou said embarrassedly: "And when you talk to Tosaka on the way back, you should have discovered that I am an immature master, you can..."

"It's a half-baked guy," Tosaka reminded behind him.

"..." Shirou's eyes trembled a few times, and then he forced himself to keep his face calm and finished speaking: "Do you admit that I am your master?"

"It doesn't matter if it's maturity. You have been my master from the beginning. Haven't I already vowed to be your sword?" Saber looked at Shirou and said naturally.

The scene at that time couldn't help but emerge in Shiro's mind.

Under the moonlight, the girl's knight rescued a dying boy in a narrow grocery house and expressed his oath in obscure words.

"Ah, thank you, saber." Shirou smiled happily.

After taking a deep breath, Shirou stretched out his palm.

"Then let's shake hands. Please give me some advice in the future, saber," Shirou said.

Although he and Saber are still a little unfamiliar, Shirou is not sure what is surging in his heart when facing the girl who will fall back from bleeding to protect himself in the future.

I don’t know how to express it, Shirou’s only thought of at the moment is to shake hands.

"..." Saber looked at Shirou blankly.

"What's wrong, saber? Ah, can you not know the meaning of shaking hands?" Shirou was stunned and then felt embarrassed. He didn't expect that he would reach out to the girl for the first time, but the other party didn't know what it meant.

"No, it's just a little sudden, I'm a little surprised," Saber explained, "because this is the first time I shake hands with my master."

As he said that, Saber also put his right hand up.

"I will swear again at this time. As long as you have a curse, I will become your sword." Saber said with a solemn expression.

Shirou was stunned, blinked at Saber's serious look, and then realized that it would not be appropriate if he didn't cooperate and said anything at this time. So he nodded seriously, and then suddenly burst out and laughed as if he couldn't help it.

"What's wrong?" Saber asked Shirou strangely, not understanding what he was laughing at.

"Uh, no, nothing," Shirou shook his head and put away his smile, but the expression on his face still couldn't help but want to laugh.

After all, Saber looks only fourteen or fifteen years old, and her face looks so tender, and the rain poncho... it really makes people laugh.

Ah, what a strange scene this is under the starry sky in winter.

A boy wearing a T-shirt held hands with the knight girl who had just met for a while, talking to each other with words like the contents of the contract, while the boy was still holding back his smile.

After pausing, Shirou greeted Tosaka and said to Saber, "Let's go, saber."
Chapter completed!