Emiya Shirou doesn't want to work overtime

After all, he was the all-powerful Lord Emiya, and he was also afraid that asking too many questions would lead to them sending him to prison.

It should be noted that many guards were imprisoned for arguing with Captain Emiya.

For those in the know, being imprisoned was less desirable than having Captain Emiya kill them.

At least dying at Captain Emiya's hands wouldn't be so painful.

"What happened?"

Emiya Shirou frowned deeply. He knew that the sun had only been up for a short while, so the fact that he was being summoned now meant that it must be something very important.

"Okay, I'll be there in a bit."

Emiya Shirou nodded, ordered breakfast at the inn, and then prepared to head to the Imperial Guard's location.

Night Raid also provided Shirou Emiya with some funds; otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to stay at the inn.

Of course, Shirou Emiya obtained all this money through the projection weapon.

Chapter 360 Magician Dr. Fashion

"You mean, the fashion expert has left the lab?"

When Shirou Emiya heard this news, he immediately felt a sense of foreboding, wondering if Shirou had sensed him when he went to the prison that time.

Within the Empire now, besides these Emiya androids, only the fashionable Dr. with magic circuits can sense the peculiar magical fluctuations within himself.

If he came to the capital from the laboratory, he would undoubtedly find himself there, and it would be impossible for him to live peacefully with me in the capital.

Conflict is inevitable. Shirou Emiya cannot simply stand by and watch Dr. Fashion capture civilians and carry out those inhumane experiments in order to hide himself.

Shirou Emiya doesn't think this is the fault of the Emiya androids, because in the end, they are just another victim in Dr. Fashion's hands.

It's important to understand that these horrific experiments have been conducted on these androids, and coupled with their mental networks, they are all aware of what has happened to other androids, but they simply keep it hidden deep within their own minds.

Shirou Emiya wanted to rescue the people inside the laboratory, but he was stopped by these androids.

There were no longer any living civilians in the laboratory, only those who had been used as experimental subjects.

After all, those civilians were mainly used to provide him with adjustments to the Emiya android's body. As for magic circuits and magic, it was naturally more convenient to use the Emiya android directly.

Shirou Emiya did not stop trying to save the androids who were suffering horrific treatment, even after they said something.

But they all quickly armed themselves, declaring that if Shirou Emiya wanted to destroy the laboratory, he would have to walk over their corpses.

The Emiya androids do not want Shirou Emiya to become a wanted person by the Empire, otherwise they would have to be his enemy.

They learned many things from Shirou Emiya that they couldn't learn while they were in the Empire.

Whether it's projection technology, or Shirou Emiya's experiences and thoughts.

After witnessing the diverse lives of ordinary people, they didn't know why, but they felt a deep desire to do something for others.

"Yes, the doctor left the lab just a short while ago."

The Emiya androids nodded. Their purpose in reminding Shirou Emiya was, of course, to prevent him from meeting Dr. Fashion.

"But then? It's too late."

A familiar voice came from the doorway; it belonged to a man in a white coat and glasses, exuding a scholarly air.

He looked at Shirou Emiya in front of him with a melancholy gaze.

"Fashion!"

Shirou Emiya immediately recognized the man who had imprisoned him, forced him to take drugs, and stood beside Esdeath when the Night Raid base was destroyed.

He clenched his fists tightly, his face filled with anger as he stared at the cold-blooded man before him.

Having lived in the Empire for so many days, how much blood has the Doctor of Fashion had on his hands? How many civilians have died tragically?

Among ordinary people, "fashion doctor" is almost a taboo word. They feel fear and dread when they mention Captain Emiya, but when they mention "fashion doctor," they feel only boundless despair.

The Empire didn't care about the lives of civilians. In order to have enough experimental materials, the Fashion Doctor had the Imperial Guard carry out countless large-scale arrests.

He was not weak; the cyborgs under his command were far beyond the capabilities of ordinary people.

In just a few days, he arrested over a thousand people and even left a street in the capital deserted. This is what the fashion expert, this devil, accomplished.

But at this moment, his expression was just like that of a true magician, as described by Rin Tohsaka to Shirou Emiya: cold and ruthless, with only the pursuit of the truth of magic in his heart.

"Doctor! Where are you?"

However, the android next to Shirou Emiya seemed to completely ignore Dr. Fashion, staring straight at the doorway. It stood there unobstructed, without using any magic, looking utterly ordinary.

But he didn't see it at all.

"what have you done?"

Emiya Shirou frowned, and the reverse blade emerged from his hand.

"You should understand, right? 'Consciousness' is the human brain's awareness of the internal and external appearances of the brain. If you cover up a part of consciousness, or directly incorporate your own existence into a consciousness that they cannot perceive."

"So they can't detect your existence?"

Emiya Shirou picked up where the fashion expert left off. He knew very well that this was a principle he was constantly practicing called "Treading," which involved incorporating one's own existence into the enemy's unconscious consciousness, preventing them from receiving that information.

During battle, it looked like he teleported.

However, "tiptoeing" only reaches the realm of the unconscious for a fleeting moment and cannot be fully incorporated into it, because it is indeed a real existence.

This technique simply prevents the enemy from processing so much information instantly, thus creating the illusion of teleportation.

"You got it right. I didn't expect you to actually understand this kind of information. You know, no matter how I explain what I've researched to those people, they can't understand it."

The fashion expert covered his forehead, smiling, and talked loudly to Shirou Emiya, seemingly not worried at all that he would be killed by Shirou Emiya here.

"So, why have you appeared before me like this?"

Emiya Shirou raised the reverse blade in his hand, aiming it at the Fashion Doctor. He was ready to strike, and the gravity on his body had been removed. He intended to finish off the Fashion Doctor in an instant, rendering him unable to fight.

"Of course, we invite you to join the Empire, Lord Emiya."

"The Empire's resources are quite abundant, which can help us find the truth of magic."

The fashion expert twirled his hand and bowed to Shirou Emiya with impeccable manners, extending an invitation to him with utmost respect.

He truly respected Shirou Emiya. If it weren't for him, he probably would never have had the chance to come into contact with such a magical thing. He was extremely grateful to Shirou Emiya for leading him onto this path.

Now, in his heart, everything else is an illusion; the truth without magic is what he should pursue.

He no longer needs wealth or fame.

"Do not make jokes!"

Emiya Shirou gripped the reverse blade tightly in his hand, letting out a thunderous sound.

“Puff——!”

Fresh blood flowed from Shirou Emiya's abdomen.

A thin sword shaped like a cross pierced his abdomen.

This weapon represents the ability to obtain the "Goddess's Abundant Favor".

"What a pity, what a pity."

Faced with this scene, the fashion expert simply sighed slightly, looking extremely regretful.

Chapter 361 Gathering the Fighting Power of Emiya's Homunculus

Shirou Emiya looked at the Emiya android beside him with great surprise, who was holding a cross-shaped rapier. In his memory, he had never projected this weapon in front of them before.

How could they possibly project this weapon, which is brimming with luck?

But Shirou Emiya's reaction was still quick. Before the Emiya android could make any further moves, he spun around and kicked it away.

"boom----!"

A violent impact came from the Imperial Guard's location, and behind the Emiya android, spiderweb-like cracks spread out from him.

Under normal circumstances, given the technology of Emiya's androids, even if Shirou Emiya were to let his guard down, it would be impossible to harm him so easily.

Emiya Shirou's perception of his surroundings is now extremely strong, making it easy to observe his movements.

But the Azure weapon made Shirou Emiya subconsciously ignore the homunculus beside him.

This ability, called "Goddess's Excessive Favor," allows the user to control everything without their knowledge, orchestrating a series of events to ultimately achieve their goal.

The strength of this ability determines the extent to which it can be achieved.

Although the power of the weapon used by Emiya's android is not even comparable to that of the one projected by Emiya Shirou.

But it was enough to affect Shirou Emiya to some extent.

He already trusted the Emiya android beside him and wasn't on guard against it. With the addition of [Azure]'s ability, it would have been very easy for him to launch a sneak attack on Emiya Shirou.

Without this weapon, it would be very difficult for the Emiya Homunculus to launch a sneak attack on Emiya Shirou.

"Sword Breathing: Lightning Form—"

With a thunderous breathing sound from Emiya Shirou, he instantly transformed into a bolt of lightning, appearing in front of the Fashion Doctor as if by teleportation.

The reverse blade in his hand scraped against the air as he swung it toward the fashionable doctor's neck.

But the fashion expert simply stood there, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.

"boom----!"

That's gravity strong enough to crush a normal person's bones in an instant, and pressure strong enough to cause blood vessels to burst instantly.

This gravity was several times greater than what Shirou Emiya had previously exerted on him, and the terrifying suppressive force instantly slammed Shirou Emiya heavily to the ground.

Countless lines emerged from the ground, tearing outwards in all directions.

Blood surged up Shirou Emiya's throat at that moment.

Shirou Emiya was just a hair's breadth away from touching Dr. Fashion.

At that very moment, the killing intent locked onto Shirou Emiya.