I Will Eventually Become a Partner of Justice

Once a king, he saw it more thoroughly than Astorford.

Vlad III's attitude has indeed become ambiguous.

This is also normal, after all, he is the king and the leader.

Shiro was on Astorfo's side, and Shiro killed Achilles before, and the value shown was indeed too great.

It is human instinct to seek profit.

Being the leader of the king is just like that, whoever has greater value will be more enamored of whom.

And there is no doubt that, in terms of current performance, Shirou's value is greater than Avisbronn.

This is not just from the king, it is also a common example in life, and the most obvious example is the school.

——Teachers, always prefer students with good grades.

This is the most vivid and close-to-life example.

Shiro saw it thoroughly.

There was just one thing, Shirou felt very strange.

He turned his head, looked at Jeanne, who was sitting next to him, touched his face, and asked, "Ruler, is there anything dirty on my face?"

"Ah, ah...no, no." Joan shook her head quickly.

Vlad III was not a narrow-minded lord, but a monarch and virtuous lord. He was naturally broad-minded. Even if it was a celebration feast for the black party, he also invited Joan of Arc as Ruler.

However, I don't know why, since the banquet, Joan glanced at Shirou from time to time.

Shi Lang touched his face, looked at his reflection through the bright red wine, and found that there was indeed nothing dirty on his face.

So why does Joan look at him like this?

It's really puzzling!

Shi Lang shook his head, instead of thinking, stood up.

And when he moved like this, the eyes of everyone present fell on him.

Shi Lang looked at Vlad III and said with a smile: "I have something to do, so I will leave first, Lancer."

Vlad III nodded, and said, "You are not the courtiers, if you have something to do, then do it."

Shi Lang left the banquet.

When he left, Joan's eyes fell on him again.

What kind of look is that?

It's extremely complicated...

But in the final analysis, there is a sense of self-disgrace.

...

Shi Lang left between the kings, went to the kitchen to serve some food, and went to the basement of the castle.

Here, in addition to the petri dishes that made artificial life forms, Spartacus was also imprisoned.

Before Shilang reached the cage where Spartacus was being held, he heard the sound of communication.

He walked out, his face couldn't help being taken aback.

A group of artificial lifeforms responsible for the maintenance of the petri dish, at this moment, got rid of their responsibilities and sat beside Spartacus, looking at Spartacus with serious expressions, like people sitting in the classical era. The sage listened to the word next to him.

"What is freedom?" someone asked in a very suspicious tone.

Spartacus said: "Freedom is like the wings of a bird, flying to poetry and the distance, living out your own life."

"What is poetry and the distance?" someone asked again.

Spartacus said: "It's romance, it's alive."

"So what is romance and alive?" someone asked.

Spartacus smiled and said: "Romance is the moment when I am moved by my life. To live is to make myself feel happy and well-being."

"I don't understand, we are just dolls created by people. Those you are talking about are human emotions, Spartacus?" Someone asked strangely.

Spartacus asked strangely: "You--, aren't you humans?"

"We are not humans, we are just artificial life forms." Someone reiterated.

Spartacus said: "You are human beings. The way of being born is not important. When you were born into this world, you have the same appearance, the same genes, and the same everything about the world, moving. At the moment of fascination and curiosity, you are humans. The petri dish is the womb that breeds you and gives you the appearance of human genes. However, you are being oppressed by the oppressor, and the soul is deceived by the sweet-spoken oppressor. I forgot what I really looked like... Ah. How cruel!"

Spartacus cried.

The artificial lifeforms looked at each other, confused and puzzled.

Shirou couldn't help laughing as he watched this scene.

This is still a traitor who really put in.

A rebel who is enough to make any dominator a headache.

However, this has nothing to do with Shirou.

Even if it is a headache, it is also for Vlad III and the Thousand Realm Tree clan.

Shi Lang carried the food and walked out.

The artificial lifeforms looked at him, and all of their calm faces suddenly appeared panicked.

Shirou smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't scold you."

He came to Spartacus and put the food in front of Spartacus.

Spartacus asked suspiciously: "Dominator, since you have restrained me, why do you want to eat with me again?"

"Because you are also a human, aren't you?" Shi Lang asked with a smile, his bright eyes bright as fire.

"Oh. I see, are you not only the ruler, but also the fire that illuminates the front? Ah... Ah... It's really touching, there is such a ruler!" Spartacus's wide open Tears flowed again on his face.

"It's time for us to work!" said an artificial life form.

The artificial lifeforms stood up, ready to follow the rules and complete the work assigned to them by the Thousand Realm Tree Clan.