A Dimensional Journey Begins with the Dragon Clan

Chapter 1224 1217. Hunting

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"...No way. Why would you..."

With a sound of "Ge Di".

While hearing the unwilling gritting of teeth, the person who came touched the blood-soaked Emiya Shirou without hesitation.

"...we can fake damaged internal organs and completely repair the heart within this period of time... If we succeed, we will be qualified to go directly to the clock tower..."

A vague voice muttered something.

With this as the boundary, Emiya Shirou's gradually fading consciousness suddenly stopped.

"!!"

An unknown amount of time had passed before Shirou Emiya's consciousness gradually returned to his body.

Slowly, bit by bit, like water drops falling from leaves, the body's functions recovered.

……

Tick ​​tock, tick tock...

what are you doing?

The figure leaning against Emiya Shirou had sweat on his forehead, concentrating, and placed his hand on his chest.

"────────"

Coming back to her senses, she noticed that where her palm was placed was very hot.

It must be the heat that frightened the dead body and made the frozen blood start flowing again.

"call--"

In his hazy consciousness, Emiya Shirou felt that the figure sat down as if heaved a sigh of relief.

"worn out……"

she complained.

With a click, something fell.

"… Never mind. There's nothing I can do. I'm sorry, Dad. Your daughter is a very heartless person."

Those were the last words the figure said in a self-deprecating tone.

After that, the man simply left.

“Boom boom boom────────”

Emiya Shirou's heart began to beat again.

Then, consciousness fell into a complete coma.

It is not a sleep towards death.

Rather, it is restful sleep that is necessary in order to wake up again.

"what………"

An unknown amount of time passed before Shirou Emiya opened his eyes blankly.

He felt like throwing up in the back of his throat. His body ached everywhere, and his head hurt like it was being stabbed with every beat of his heart.

"What happened?"

The severe headache made him unable to remember what happened exactly.

Maybe it’s because I slept in the corridor for too long that my body is shivering from the cold.

The only thing that was certain was the uniform that was torn at the chest and his own blood that was sticky on the corridor.

"........."

Emiya Shirou stood up holding his confused head.

The place where he had just fallen looked like a murder scene.

“…Damn it, really…”

────Was his chest pierced?

“…Haaa…Haaa…Gu…”

Shirou Emiya suppressed the emotion that was welling up in his head and walked into the classroom next door.

He opened the cabinet with unsteady steps and took out a rag and a bucket.

"...Ah...what am I doing..."

My head is still in panic.

He clearly encountered something very dangerous and was killed suddenly. Why do we have to deal with the aftermath at a time like this, you idiot?

“…Haaa…Haaa…Damn it, it can’t be wiped off…”

He kept mopping the floor with a rag.

His hands and feet still had no strength, but he managed to wipe off the scattered blood and pick up the garbage on the floor and put it in his pocket.

...Maybe this is called destroying evidence?

Because of my blurred consciousness, I would do such a stupid thing...

“…Ah…Haaa…Haaa…Haaa…”

Finally, Shirou Emiya collected the rag and bucket and left the school with zombie-like steps.

…The more I walk, the hotter my body becomes.

Even though it was so cold outside, my body was the only one that felt like it was burning.

…When I got home, it was already past twelve o’clock.

There was no one in the house.

Sakura, needless to say, Fuji-nee has already gone back.

The same goes for the man who came and went without a trace.

“…Ah…Haaaa, haaa, ha──ah!”

With a thud, Shirou Emiya sat on the floor.

He just lay down like that, and his mood finally calmed down.

"Huh...huh..."

He took a deep breath.

My chest swelled up and it hurt like a crack was opening in my heart.

...No, it's the opposite.

It wasn't the heart that was cut.

This is because the hole in the heart has just healed, and if it is allowed to expand, the wound will split open.

“…It’s true that I almost got killed!”

  Not right either?

It's not that he was almost killed, it's that he was already killed!

And I am able to live like this now because of someone's help!

He remembered that when he was in a state of confusion, someone did appear and save him.

"…Um, who is that? I want to at least go and say thank you…"

Since that person was staying in that place, he might be their relative.

But the fact that I was saved has not changed. One day, I will thank him properly.

“Ah…Gu…!”

As I felt at ease, the pain returned.

At the same time, the urge to vomit came over me.

“Ah…ha, gu…!”

Shirou Emiya propped himself up, trying hard to hold back his vomiting.

"Uh...huh..."

He touched his chest, which was torn and bare.

Although he was saved, a hole was still opened in his chest.

That feeling...

The unpleasant feeling of having the tip of a gun pierced through the chest like a kitchen knife is something you won't forget for a while.

"...Damn it. This will only happen in my dreams for a while."

As soon as I closed my eyes, I felt as if a gun was piercing my chest again.

Shaking off that illusion, Emiya Shirou decided to calm down and gather his mind.

"...Okay. Calm down now."

This is the result of exercising every night.

Just a few deep breaths can clear your mind and reduce the heat and nausea in your body.

"And then, about what I saw..."

The red man and the blue man.

Although it looked human, he didn't think it was.

It should be a ghost, right?

But he had never heard of a ghost with a physical body that could directly interfere with living humans.

And the blue man who chased after me had spoken. Since it had its own will, it was even harder to think it was a ghost.

  …Also, although I heard that the only spirits with physical bodies are elves, but elves shouldn’t be in human form, right…?

"...No. That's not the problem..."

There must be other, more fundamental problems.

...Two people who killed each other.

…robbers who broke into nearby houses killed people.

...Fuyuki Town, where ominous incidents continue to occur.

"…………"

After thinking so much, Emiya Shirou finally realized that this was something he could not handle.

"…At this time, if my father were still alive…"

Emiya Shirou said something discouraging that he shouldn't have said.

"───Idiot. Didn't you decide to do what you can even if you don't know?"

I'll say discouraging things later.

  First of all, yes──I have to choose whether or not to get involved in this matter──

“────!?”

The bell hanging from the ceiling of the house rang.

Although this place is dilapidated, it is also the home of a magician. So at least there is a barrier that will sound an alarm if an unfamiliar person comes in.

"There will be thieves at times like this────"

Emiya Shirou whispered, then clicked his tongue at his own stupidity.

  How could he be a thief?

At this time, after that unusual thing, how could it be a thief!

There are invaders indeed!

  That is not a thief, not someone who steals items, but an assassin who takes lives!

Because, didn’t the man say that!

"If you see it, you will die."

“──────”

The house was covered in silence.

In the darkness without any sound, the murderous aura that I felt in the schoolyard was indeed approaching step by step.

"────"

Gulp, a sound made in the throat.

My back felt cold as if it was being pricked by needles.

It's not an illusion, it's nothing. As soon as you leave this room, you will be pierced through immediately.

"!!"

Emiya Shirou tried desperately to hold back the scream that was about to escape.

The moment he screams, the assassin will happily rush in and kill him.

...If that happens, the same thing will happen again.

He was completely unprepared and was pierced by the gun again.

“Ah, haha, ah.”

As I thought this, my breathing became disordered.

My mind is confused.

It's too embarrassing to feel intimidated or to simply give up on the life that was saved.

"Ger."

Shirou Emiya gritted his teeth, grabbed his chest that had been pierced, and restrained his boredom.

That's about it, time to get used to it.

This is the second time.

This was the second time someone came to kill him.

  I clearly told you not to show that ugly look again, but isn't Emiya Shirou a magician?

Well, I can't even protect myself at a time like this, what have I learned in these eight years───!

"...Very good. Isn't that what you want to do?"

Don't think about difficult things.

Now all we have to do is drive away the guys coming over.

"...First, we need to come up with a way to get weapons."

Even though I'm a magician, all I can do is "strengthen" things that can be used as weapons.

Weapons are needed to fight.

Although there are many things that can be used as weapons in the warehouse, it is far from here.

If you get ambushed when leaving the living room like this, you'll end up in the same situation as before.

...Although it is difficult, weapons must be prepared here.

If there is a thin long stick, it will be perfect. The opponent is good at guns. A short sword or a kitchen knife can't compare.

Although it would be best if there was a wooden sword, of course there is no such thing.

  In this living room, if there is anything that can be used as a weapon────

“Wow… There’s only a poster left by Fuji-nee…”

My shoulders feel weak.

However, in this absolutely helpless situation, Emiya Shirou managed to remain calm.

Now that it has come to this worst, it can't get any worse.

Then────from now on, just keep going until you have exhausted all your strength.

"────Synchronize, begin."

At the same time as the hint to switch myself, I injected magic into the poster about 60 centimeters long.

In order to make something that can deal with the spear, it is necessary to inject magic power into the entire poster to fix it into a weapon.

"────Understand the composition material."

Focus your mind.

As if I were letting my blood stain a poster through my skin, I let the touch of magic seep in.

"────Material composition, reinforcement."

It feels like hitting bottom.

The magic reaches the corners of the poster, before spilling out.

"────All projects completed."

Emiya Shirou severed the poster's contact with himself, his body shaking with the feeling of success.

The hardness of the poster is now as strong as iron.

And it was just as light as before, an impeccable result for a makeshift sword.

"It went smoothly. It was completed─"

I haven't successfully performed strengthening magic in a few years.

It was ironic that the magic that had not been completed since Kiritsugu's death could be carried out smoothly under such circumstances.

"But, in this case────"

Maybe there is a way.

When it comes to using a sword, Emiya Shirou also has some experience.

He stood in the middle of the living room, holding the poster tightly in both hands.

He would be killed if he stayed here anyway, and he didn't think he could escape even if he ran out of the house.

  Then, we just need to run straight to the warehouse and make stronger weapons────

"call."

Come if you want, he won’t be like before, the moment he thought so and got ready.

"!"

The hair on the back stands upright.

Did you come here before?

A figure appeared from the ceiling and fell straight down towards Shirou Emiya.

“What…huh?”

Silver light sliding down from the head.

  I can only assume that it was the guy coming through the roof, trying to pierce him from the top of the head───

“This guy…!!”

Emiya Shirou focused on dodging forward as if falling.

With a slight thud, he fell to the ground and rolled around in an ugly manner.

But he stopped immediately and stood up holding the makeshift sword.

"────"

The person appeared to be very bored and turned towards him slowly.

"…It's a waste of time. I was worried that it would hurt if you saw me being killed."

The man held the gun weakly.

"..."

Although I don’t know what happened, the guy now doesn’t have the domineering attitude he had in the school.

  In this case, we can really──take the initiative...!

"...Really? He actually killed the same person twice in one day. Has the world become completely bloody?"

The man acted as if he didn't take Emiya Shirou seriously and spoke bad things about him.

"..."

Emiya Shirou stepped back little by little.

It was about three meters away from the window.

If you run over there, once you reach the courtyard you'll be less than twenty meters away from the warehouse.

  Then, even if I were to do it right now────

"Goodbye. Don't get lost this time, kid."

Vaguely.

The man spoke as if he was sighing.

“Ah────!?”

There was a sharp pain in my right hand.

"...?"

It happened in a split second.

The man thrust out the spear too naturally, without any reaction time.

...Originally, Emiya Shirou should have faced his second death like this.

What stopped the spear was the makeshift sword held in front of him.

That guy thought it was just ordinary paper.

He thrust the poster as if it were nonexistent, but the gun was deflected by the paper sword and grazed his right hand.

"Oh? That's a weird technique, hello."

The expression left the man's face.

The carelessness just now completely disappeared, and he observed Emiya Shirou's movements with eyes like a wild beast.

“Ah—”

Emiya Shirou was wrong. He actually had the arrogant idea that he could deal with this man.

───What he saw before him now was an evil demon that was beyond common sense!

He thoroughly realized the folly of himself for being a little relaxed in confronting that guy.