Emiya Shirou doesn't want to work overtime

If Emiya hadn't gritted his teeth and forced himself to collapse, he would have been decapitated by now.

"You brat!!!!!"

Looking at the other half of his body standing beside him, Emiya no longer had any strength to resist.

He could no longer lift his katana and could only lie on his side on the ground, panting, watching the monster approach.

After kicking away the half-head with all his might, Emiya suddenly felt that it was all over. He let out a long sigh of relief, and the power that had gathered in his body because of life and death was also lost due to the sudden release of his guard. All his muscles immediately relaxed.

Just like a protagonist in a movie or TV show who, after going on a rampage of killing in a fit of rage, faints upon hearing that his beloved is alright, Emiya is in a similar state.

"Hehehe! Your death is just around the corner!"

Seeing the powerless Emiya, the monster couldn't help but laugh.

It seems I am going to die here today.

Emiya Shirou couldn't help but feel a sense of感慨 (gan3kai3, a feeling of mixed emotions, including emotion and reflection).

I just wanted to find a simple job, so why did this happen?

However, Sakura and Fuji-nee will be very sad after I die.

It should be a concern, after all, he didn't die in Fuyuki, but in this remote mountain forest, where he would be eaten after his death.

Sakura and Fujii will probably keep searching for him, not believing that he might be dead, that he might just be missing, and that he will definitely come back many years later.

Gradually, he felt his eyelids getting heavier.

Chapter Seven: A Brief Plan

"Am I dead?"

In a daze, a golden, warm light forced Emiya to open his eyes.

He could feel the intense soreness in his body; every cell seemed to be telling the story of the suffering they had endured.

"Will the body still be in such pain in the afterlife?"

Emiya struggled to sit up from the ground.

The endless soreness and swelling made Emiya's movements slow down, and just sitting up had exhausted all his strength.

"Am I not dead?"

Looking at the hotel, riddled with dents and scars from past battles, Emiya stood frozen in surprise.

He knew very well that he had lost all consciousness and ability to resist at that time, and that the monster only needed to use its claws to kill him.

But the fact is quite the opposite.

He looked at his abdomen, which had been pierced earlier, and the arm that had been stuck there was gone; the huge wound seemed to have never existed.

However, apart from the most fatal wound, the cuts covered Emiya's entire body, even though the blood barely flowed.

The monster beside him in his memory seemed to have never existed at all.

If it weren't for his surroundings, the traces of battle around him, the dried-up river of blood on the ground, and the swollen and aching muscles on his body, Emiya probably wouldn't have believed that he had fought that monster last night.

"It doesn't look like someone rescued me."

Emiya picked up the katana that was beside him and used it as a cane, inserting it into the wooden floor to support himself as he stood up.

The slightly glaring sunlight pierced through the layers of trees and shone into the hotel lobby. Emiya had never felt that seeing the sunlight was such a wonderful thing.

"Cough! Cough!"

Emiya coughed violently twice as he stood up. Perhaps because of the pressure of facing death earlier, he no longer felt the same discomfort as when he first saw the blood-soaked inn floor.

I still feel nauseous, but not as violently churning in my stomach as before.

"I wish I could have gotten here sooner."

Emiya felt a pang of sadness, thinking that perhaps if he had arrived at the inn earlier, these people might not have been slaughtered by that monster.

Perhaps he, like these people, will die silently at the hands of that monster.

But there's always a chance; what if he can spot the monster's movements beforehand?

No one can say for sure.

Despite his physical discomfort, Emiya found the storage room inside the inn.

"People always need a place to live. Rather than leaving them to rot in the wilderness and be devoured by wild beasts, it's better to bury them."

Emiya slowly moved his wounded body, digging a hole next to the inn.

Rather than leaving these corpses exposed in the mountains, Emiya preferred to do what he could to ensure they could rest in peace.

He dug a large hole and then threw everything into it.

Most of these corpses were incomplete; many were reduced to bones.

Emiya had no formal training in the subject of human bones or skin, so he couldn't identify which people the severed limbs belonged to.

He could only throw them all into the pit at once.

"And while you're at it, clean up the hotel too."

Having barely finished his work, Emiya wasn't in a hurry to rest. Looking at the inn, which was emitting a strong stench, Emiya decided to clean up the bloodstains first.

Most of the hotel's facilities were intact; only many items were stained with blood.

The area most damaged was only the front hall. If these body parts were cleared away, even if no one lived there, it would provide a place for travelers who got lost in the mountains to stay without worrying about wild animals.

Meanwhile, inside the hotel, as Emiya cleaned up the bloodstains on the floor, he began to ponder what he should do next.

He was so badly injured that, although it wasn't outwardly visible, it would severely impair his mobility. He wasn't sure if he would encounter that kind of monster again after leaving this place.

He must first recover his health so that he can at least exert most of his abilities before he can go out.

In addition, he also needs to investigate whether the door through which he traveled can be reopened, otherwise he might be stuck in this place forever.

As for why, I'm not entirely sure.

Since the monster was still speaking in Japanese, it means that it was still in Japan. It's impossible that the language of the entire anime world is Japanese, so the monster was speaking Japanese.

Even if he were simply teleported to some remote mountain forest in Japan, Emiya would be perfectly capable of leaving and returning to Fuyuki City on his own.

However, at this stage, we still need to rest and recuperate, and only when we have recovered enough combat strength can we find a way to leave this place.

"I just don't know if that monster is really dead or not."

Emiya didn't see the monster's corpse, and he wasn't sure if the monster was dead or not, since it could still survive even after being cut in two.

Furthermore, given that he could still control various parts of his body even after they were severed, and their extremely fast regeneration speed, Emiya felt there was simply no way to kill him.

He simply couldn't understand how he had survived such a monster.

But now he can only say that he is fortunate to have survived.

After cleaning the hotel, Emiya found a set of clothes that suited him fairly well in the room. He went to the river to wash off the bloodstains on his body, and then went inside the hotel to find some medical supplies and some clean cloth.

He has also been injured many times due to overtraining, and Emiya has some experience in dealing with his injuries.

Then another samurai sword was found on the ground.

The two are not much different; they are both very simple samurai swords.

"Take both of them."

Emiya felt that rather than leaving one here, he should take both with him. He didn't have any usable weapons right now, and if he encountered a monster like that again and his katana broke during the battle, Emiya felt that he would be completely powerless to fight back.

Wooden sticks were everywhere in the forest, but even with enhancement magic, they couldn't fight off those monsters.

It's always safer to bring an extra one.

Chapter 8 where is Fuyuki?

Five days later.

The hotel itself stored a considerable amount of food; otherwise, it couldn't be a hotel that only provided accommodation without providing food.

During these days, Emiya did not find any other monsters approaching this place.

Rather than saying no monsters approached, it would be more accurate to say that Emiya didn't even see any wild beasts.

The entire forest seemed to be dead; apart from the occasional bird calls coming from afar, Emiya saw no other living creatures.

Perhaps the location where this hotel was built is indeed very remote, and basically no one comes here.

Emiya was hoping to stay here for a few more days to see if he could run into someone and get some information out of them.

Meanwhile, Emiya has been diligently practicing his enhancement magic and projection magic, which he had abandoned for a long time.

Although most of the time they are just decorative objects, he also found that if he projected items like swords or knives, the mana consumption, projection speed, and quality were all far greater than when he projected other objects.

Emiya even discovered that the swords he projected sometimes truly possessed the power of swords, rather than being mere decorative objects that would shatter at the slightest touch and could only frighten ordinary people who had never seen the world.

For magicians familiar with projection magic, this should just be a trick, something they might use when they forget their cup to drink water.

However, the training time was still very short, and Emiya could only barely project the normal swords onto their original quality.

But most of the time, what's projected is inferior quality.

"Perhaps I can analyze the object first and then project it."

On the last day, Emiya suddenly had this idea.

But having stayed here for so long, it was time to leave. Emiya thought that perhaps he could train his projection magic when he found a safe place or returned to Fuyuki City.

After staying here for several days, no matter how he analyzed the wall, all he found was that it was just a wall made of wooden blocks, and he couldn't get any useful information at all.

Now that my injuries have healed, instead of sitting here waiting to die, I should seek a way to take the initiative.

Having prepared everything, Emiya sewed a small backpack out of the inn's supplies, containing some water and food, while placing the two katana on his left and right sides.

"Hopefully there's only that one monster, then the residents of this area should be able to live a normal life."

Emiya prayed earnestly in his heart; he didn't wish that he would never encounter such a monster again.