Emiya Shirou doesn't want to work overtime

These two are at the pinnacle of martial arts. As for the others, they all make up for their shortcomings by using other forces to some extent.

For example, the released Raikiri utilizes the power of lightning to create an extremely fast draw slash.

"Again! I've already figured out how to deal with that [Raikiri]!"

Miyamoto Musashi simply stood there for a moment, pondered, and then looked at Emiya Shirou with an extremely confident expression, presumably having already made up his mind to decide the outcome.

Let's call it a day. We still have a long journey ahead tomorrow, so there's no need to rush.

Emiya Shirou glanced at the crimson moon overhead, waved his hand, and indicated that he needed to rest.

In fact, given Shirou Emiya's current condition, not sleeping for several days and nights in a row wouldn't have much of an impact.

His body is now a prosthetic, and the resulting fatigue will be absorbed by [evil].

However, Miyamoto Musashi was still human. Even though her physical abilities were among the best in the world, and even though her Zanpakuto could completely heal her injuries, she was still human.

However, the fatigue she was experiencing was still evident. After such intense sparring, without rest, by the time Miyamoto Musashi realized what was happening, all she felt was exhaustion.

"Alright then!"

Seeing this, Miyamoto Musashi nodded. She also understood the importance of balancing work and rest. Although she couldn't feel it now, since Emiya Shirou had said so, she would definitely feel it later.

A few days ago, because she didn't listen to the elders' advice, she was carried on Shirou Emiya's back the next day, looking exhausted, and then had to endure his sarcastic remarks.

Emiya Shirou and Miyamoto Musashi's pace wasn't slow, but it wasn't as fast as a car or train either.

On the one hand, the journey was not entirely deserted, and some lucky people did survive the demons' attacks. Emiya Shirou and Miyamoto Musashi both believed in helping as much as they could and provided some food or weapons.

After all, they didn't know where was safe right now.

On the other hand, they couldn't possibly rush on without restraint. They weren't servants like Joan of Arc, who could run at breakneck speed and still maintain their fighting strength.

Moreover, even for a Servant like Jeanne d'Arc, it would take her more than half a day, or even almost a whole day, to travel from Sighesvara to Tulipas.

This war between humans and ghosts did not begin in a short period of time.

Emiya Shirou didn't expect to be able to finish it in a short time.

Especially since he is currently in complete darkness.

Therefore, during his travels, Shirou Emiya would choose to spar with Musashi Miyamoto.

She helped Miyamoto Musashi comprehend her swordsmanship.

After all, Miyamoto Musashi originally intended to wander the world like a wandering knight and fight with more swordsmen in order to comprehend his own Dao of Emptiness.

Emiya Shirou alone can represent many swordsmen, which is much more convenient and faster than Miyamoto Musashi searching for them one by one.

Miyamoto Musashi expressed disbelief, wondering how one person could possess so many different types and styles of swordsmanship.

But when she saw Shirou Emiya project his twin swords and use his Niten Ichiryu style, she was completely dumbfounded. She felt that she was already a genius, how could there be someone who could learn everything she had learned just by looking at it once?

Then Shirou Emiya told her that when he copied swords, he could even read the original owner's abilities.

"????????"

There's something strange. Why is that?

Chapter 848 The Storm is Coming, Springtime in the Tower

Thus, Miyamoto Musashi could only reluctantly, yet seemingly willingly, spar with Emiya Shirou, who wielded a different sword.

After all, how could Miyamoto Musashi, a swordsman himself, resist the temptation to fight against hundreds of different swordsmen?

Although all of these hundreds of swordsmen were wielded by Shirou Emiya alone.

What's more, there's a battleground where you're completely immune to any injuries—[Bankai - All Extinction].

Even during sparring, one can still demonstrate their skills.

Emiya Shirou wasn't selflessly giving so much to Miyamoto Musashi; he had his reasons for wanting Miyamoto Musashi to comprehend the Way of the Void as soon as possible.

The reason is simple: he wanted to understand from Miyamoto Musashi the sword strike that could sever cause and effect.

For some reason, he had a premonition that if Miyamoto Musashi could reach the level she desired, it would be a sword strike capable of severing all karma, past karma, curses, and misfortunes.

Perhaps I can learn something from it, or perhaps I can forge something from it.

"It feels like we're heading into the heart of those evil spirits!"

On the way, Miyamoto Musashi spoke softly.

It wasn't for any other reason than that as they continued to move forward, they encountered fewer and fewer survivors, while the number of evil spirits roaming around at night increased.

However, their destination was not Fujikasane Mountain, but the geisha district where Emiya Shirou once lived.

Miyamoto Musashi had only been in this world for a few days, and Emiya Shirou had only spent two months in this world before.

For more than a month, he lived in the flower market.

Shirou Emiya does know the location of Fujikasayama, but that doesn't mean that if he were randomly placed in an unfamiliar place, he could directly pinpoint Fujikasayama's location.

Moreover, more than a year has passed, and he doesn't have a photographic memory, otherwise his grades wouldn't have plummeted after not going to school for so long.

Emiya Shirou doesn't remember many of the details.

After confirming the location of the city where the entertainment district was located by asking the village chief, Shirou Emiya was still able to find the road to Fujikasane Mountain based on his limited memory.

"That's too strange?"

"Right! I knew it. Since this is the place you said the Demon Slayer Corps selects members, there are so many wisteria flowers that those evil spirits are afraid of."

"Logically speaking, the number of evil spirits should be decreasing, so why is it increasing?"

"No, strangely enough, even now, no hordes of evil spirits have launched an attack on us."

"Huh? There are already plenty of evil spirits."

Miyamoto Musashi was speechless, but then suddenly something occurred to him.

Although she is carefree, she is actually very good at using tactics in battle, and she can figure out this kind of problem with just a little thought.

“We have not concealed our whereabouts along the way.”

The death of Upper Moon One, Kokushibo, will be known to the demons, regardless of whether he was the commander-in-chief of this area or a subordinate of someone in this area.

Emiya Shirou and Miyamoto Musashi had absolutely no intention of concealing their actions.

They defeated almost all the evil spirits that attacked them along the way.

"But have you ever considered that this might be the calm before the storm—!"

Miyamoto Musashi changed the subject, saying that the increasing number of demons they encountered along the way might not be simply good luck, but rather a test from the demons.

These evil spirits, who don't even know blood demon magic, can practically be called cannon fodder.

"Looks like we're almost there."

Emiya Shirou did not answer Miyamoto Musashi's question, but instead looked at everything that was both familiar and strange before him.

Back then, he came to this village to ask for directions to the town, arrived in the red-light district, met Kyojuro Rengoku, and learned the breathing technique.

Although he doesn't use breathing techniques in conjunction with sword skills much now, that was once his only way of fighting.

However, the once bustling scene has become dilapidated, and fine dust can be felt floating around.

Looking around, the houses were collapsed, the land was filled with weeds, cobwebs covered the corners, and there were mottled rain stains on the walls. Rats and ants scurried about, and mosquitoes and flies swarmed around, creating a desolate scene.

This place must have been completely destroyed by evil spirits long ago.

"is it?"

Miyamoto Musashi looked at the dilapidated scene before him and couldn't help but sigh.

Along their journey, the villages only had two possible outcomes: either everyone quickly evacuated, and the houses and other things were preserved, only covered in dust.

Secondly, it is like the village they see now, completely dilapidated, utterly destroyed by evil spirits.

As for the people in the village, they were either eaten by evil spirits or transformed into one of them.

Therefore, you can hardly find any human corpses in the villages you pass through.

"Looks like you were right, they're waiting for us on Flower Street—"

At this moment, Emiya Shirou finally replied to what Miyamoto Musashi had said earlier: the eve of a storm.

He sensed something that shouldn't have been there.

In this village, in a place where magic shouldn't exist, there are remnants of magical energy, extending towards the road leading to Flower Street.

"A red-light district? It's not the kind of red-light district I'm thinking of—"

"Uh, that's true."

"Weren't we supposed to be going to Fujikashiyama? How did we end up in the brothel district?"

“I used to travel from the geisha district to Fujikasayama, so—”

Miyamoto Musashi gave Emiya Shirou a look, letting him ponder it carefully.

"Will we be able to reach Flower Street during the day?"

"I'm afraid that won't work. I came to this village to ask for directions around this time before, and I arrived at Flower Street late at night."

"My speed is definitely better than before. Unless I run like crazy without caring about my stamina, the fastest I can get to the red-light district is already night."

They can ignore the signals from the red-light district.

Since we're already in this area, we can find Fujikasayama's location without even entering the red-light district.

But isn't the idea of ​​exposing our tracks precisely so that we can eliminate a large number of demons?

Moreover, Shirou Emiya and Musashi Miyamoto were absolutely confident in their own abilities, and they headed in that direction with almost no hesitation.

"It seems that Minamoto no Yorimitsu has also received the message from those two and is heading this way."

In a magnificent hall, beside a table laden with all sorts of fine wines and delicacies, a clear and melodious voice rang out.

That's a girl.

A girl lies on her side, holding a bowl full of wine in her hand.

Her attire was incredibly revealing; she wore only a purple robe draped over her body, exposing most of her skin. Several gourds of different shapes were also tied at her waist, and she reeked of alcohol.