The immortal death knight failed to achieve the ending of the heroic spirit

Chapter 300 Fated Night
The campus was silent, the sky was already dark, and a new moon had already hung in the distance.

There are only two or three lamps that flicker on and off in Hoi Qun Yuan Academy to provide the last glimmer of light.When Emiya Shirou finished cleaning the activity room, there was no one in the Kyudo Club.He tried to call his friend's name, but still no one answered him.

Putting the mop back into the tool room next to the sink, Emiya Shiro locked the door.The cold wind of the first month blew on his sweat-soaked school uniform, causing his back to feel chilly. The faint fluorescent light illuminated the tiny silk threads and flying insects in the air, but Emiya Shirou really lost his energy. Just ignore that.

'Shen Er has been a little strange recently. '

Emiya Shirou thought that, as the chief general of the Kyudo Club, Matou Shinji was the last one to leave the activity room in the past, but just in the past few days, he suddenly disappeared after school.

'Isn't it really sick? '

Thinking of his friend's complexion all the time, Emiya Shirou couldn't help feeling worried.

There were very few pedestrians on this road at night, and the dim street lights shone on the road ahead of Emiya Shirou.After turning the last intersection, Emiya Shirou could already see the door of his house, but his pace unconsciously slowed down.

At the door of his house, there were two figures standing at this moment.Emiya Shirou has good eyesight. He can see the general appearance of the two people. The man in a black suit is dressed like a bodyguard, and beside him is a petite silver-haired girl who is wrapped in a purple winter coat. It looks delicate and cute.

Is it a lost traveler from another place?

Emiya Shirou didn't know each other, but that didn't prevent him from helping those two.

Just two steps forward, the man in the black suit had already turned his gaze over, and a sense of oppression that he had never felt before permeated Emiya Shirou's heart, making his breathing heavy.

"You are--"

Shirou Emiya's inquiry was interrupted as soon as he spoke, the girl as cute as a doll raised her head and showed him a cute smile: "Shirou Emiya..."

"Ok?"

Suddenly being called by his full name, Emiya Shirou was a little confused at this moment, he really didn't know the two people in front of him.

"If you don't summon it quickly, you will be killed."

Emiya Shirou's tone seemed to be coquettish with his younger sister, and his heart couldn't help but skip a beat.

He turned his head almost subconsciously, but what he saw was the continuously enlarged fist in front of him.The body started to move before the brain reacted. Even through the gown, one could see Emiya Shirou's arm glowing with blue fluorescence at this time, which almost covered Emiya Shirou's entire arm. Let him protect the front door at the critical moment.

boom--

Emiya Shirou flew upside down uncontrollably, he could only feel the huge force from his arm smashing him against the wooden door behind him involuntarily.

The wooden door screamed unbearably, and was smashed through under the collision.The scattered wooden planks and Emiya Shirou who flew upside down landed on the stone tiles of the courtyard.

Hearing the grunt of pain squeezed out of Emiya Shirou's mouth, Minechel withdrew his fist in some surprise.Although in order to maintain the integrity of the corpse, Menechel spared some strength, but even that is definitely not within the range that ordinary humans can bear.

"You're still alive, I didn't expect you to be a magician, big brother." Illya didn't care at all, instead she narrowed her eyes with some interest, she looked at Emiya Shirou who was struggling to get up, and said warmly : "However, no matter how hard you struggle, it's useless, just lie there and sleep, it will be over soon."

Emiya Shirou gasped and stood up, his arms ached like being burned by flames, and his feet trembled unceasingly, as if he might be unable to support his body at any time.

But even so, Emiya Shirou still stood up straight.

- So strong.

Even with reinforcements, his strength was still as insignificant as a child's compared to the black-clothed bodyguard.

He could feel the chilling aura coming from the opponent.He, they really want to kill themselves.

Hearing the girl's taunting words, a sense of anger surged into Shirou Emiya's heart, and he tremblingly picked up a scrap of wood in relatively good shape from the ground.

"Trace On!"

The blue fluorescence spread to the wooden board through Emiya Shirou's arms.The boards are all covered in the blink of an eye.Emiya Shirou held up the board and pointed the tip at the two people in front of him.

"As a magician, did you draw your sword at me?" Facing the sword, Menechel slightly restrained the careless expression on his face.Even when he was a fellow human being, few dared to draw a sword against him alone.

Emiya Shirou didn't say much, he rushed forward with a loud shout, raised the wooden plank in his hand and hit the standard forward chop, and chopped towards Minechel's chest.

Temperament enough, but too slow.

Stretching out his hand to pinch the tip of Emiya Shirou's plank, he easily defuses the opponent's attack, and at the same time his other hand clenched his palm into a fist and slammed into Emiya Shirou's abdomen.

Emiya Shirou was sent flying like a cannonball, and his broken body was buried in the splashing smoke.

Menechel shook off the blood on her hands.

"Is it solved?" Illya leaned over, stood on tiptoe and used magic to wash away the remaining blood in Berserker's hand.

"I pierced his abdomen, even if he doesn't die, he has already lost his ability to move." Menechel replied truthfully.

"It's so tenacious, then—Berserker, go and have a look, if it's not dead, bring it back to the castle and raise it."

Berserker didn't hesitate at Illya's slightly impolite request. He reached out and patted the smoke and dust that covered his vision, and walked towards the motionless figure in the ruins.

Suddenly, he saw that the palm of the other party seemed to move.He blinked, and soon realized that this was not an illusion caused by his lack of offerings for a long time. The blood flowing from the self-defense Gong Shirou's body soaked his palms, and the bright red twisted and entangled. A strange pattern was outlined on it, and the next moment, the pattern lit up with a shining color.

Menechel took half a step forward and raised her hand to crush Emiya Shirou's head, but Illya's voice sounded in her head.

"Berserker, let him summon."

Menechel's raised hand stopped, and at this moment the red light reached its peak.

sieve--

Amidst the bright red, there was a sudden sound of breaking through the air. Menechel was already prepared, and he took a few steps back.A cold light flashed across, splitting open the position where Menechel was standing just now.

From the red light, a clear male voice came out.

"Will you call me?"

The light faded away, and standing between Minechel and Emiya Shirou was a knight in black armor. His whole body armor was covered with sword marks, only his face was exposed to the air.The dark blue pupils swept around, as if there was a sword trembling.

When the black-armored knight's eyes fell on Menechel, who was close at hand, and the sword-like plank in Menechel's hand, there was a clear look in his eyes.

"So that's the case, no wonder I was summoned."

　don't worry, there will be
　　It suddenly occurred to me that if there were no Twelve Trials, Hercules in FSN would be the type that no one could defeat (in the setting set of Mushroom, even Kojiro Sasaki could kill Hercules once)
　　
　
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