Memorable scenes from various anime and manga crossovers: Starting with Emiya the Great Hero

Looking at the azure sky, he slowly took a deep breath, then roared in frustration, "What kind of cultivation method is this?!"

Isn't this just a human punching bag?

No wonder the Sword God Uncle became withdrawn; he endured days of relentless beatings from the Hero, and wasn't even allowed to leave?

Aside from perverted masochists, who doesn't have PTSD?

"No, no, no, Jingwen! This is not cultivation..."

Fujimiya felt a chill run down his spine as he watched Seiya's relentless barrage of blows: "This is bullying! It's definitely workplace bullying!"

The training scene before me is exactly like Nobita being bullied by Gian, the Sword God Uncle...

It looks like he's about to run off crying to Doraemon to comfort his wounded heart, Sword God Uncle!!

"Wait a minute?!" Jingwen seemed to suddenly realize something, his finger trembling slightly as he pointed at the screen: "What's with this reaction from Uncle Sword God...?"

The Sword God, who had finally escaped the sea of ​​suffering, looked depressed, like a salted fish that had lost its dreams, and sat on the ground listlessly, collecting seaweed.

"What other reaction could this be?" Teng Gong couldn't bear to look at him, so he raised his hand to cover his face and sighed, "Who would pretend to be a seaweed if they weren't autistic?"

The Sword God Uncle was right after all; cultivation in the God Realm is something that ordinary people can't endure... it's just too mentally taxing!

[The scene shifts, and after finishing their arduous training, Seiya and Ristarte pass through the gate to another world and arrive at the entrance to the town mentioned by the main god.]

[Upon arriving, she saw villagers fleeing. Ristarte quickly went forward to inquire about the situation, only to discover that the neighboring town had already been overrun by the Undead Legion.]

Upon learning of the situation, Ristarte reminded Seiya that the undead are monsters that can continue to move even after losing their lives, and are very difficult to defeat with a sword.

"So what's the solution?"

"For fire magic, holy water is very effective!"

Seiya nodded slightly to indicate that he understood, then turned and walked straight into the prop shop, whereupon he took out a heavy bag of gold coins and threw it on the counter...

"Give me a thousand cups of holy water!!"

"Well, while being well-prepared is certainly never a bad thing, there has to be a limit." The prop shop owner's previously enthusiastic smile froze instantly.

"1000 holy waters are far too many. Small bottles simply can't hold that many, and even if they could, the weight would be too much for an ordinary person to lift."

"Besides, we don't have that much holy water in stock..."

Seiya suddenly grabbed the other person's collar, his eyes sharp as blades: "You dare call yourself a prop shop?! Order me 1000 holy waters right now, immediately!"

"Haha, the prop shop owner explained a lot, but the last sentence was the key point... If he has stock, the owner doesn't care whether the customer buys it to take a bath!"

"Goodness, as expected of you, asking for 1000 bottles right off the bat. Are you planning to bring artificial rain to the town?"

Everyone who witnessed this was full of admiration. They had thought that 99 bottles was the limit, but now they realized that they had underestimated the caution of this prudent warrior!

Ninety-nine bottles were just the limit of his backpack's capacity, but far from the limit of his caution. He wouldn't feel safe without a thousand bottles of holy water.

Bless the World

“Na…Nani—!!!”

The goddess, who was laughing so hard her face was covered in tears and snot just a second ago because the sword god was beaten up, suddenly shuddered when she heard the words "holy water".

His eyes, which had initially shown a hint of naivety, were instantly replaced by two gleaming gold money symbols.

She pounced on the screen like a hungry tiger, her eyes fixed on the bulging money bag, trembling with excitement.

"Kazuma, Kazuma! We're about to strike it rich!!" Aqua shouted excitedly, "With me, the goddess, here, we can have as much holy water as we want!"

She never imagined that the holy water industry would be so profitable. If she had known earlier, she wouldn't have had to go and hunt those frogs that paid so little and were utterly disgusting.

"Doesn't that mean we'll be living a good life right away?" Kazuma was so excited he felt like he could fly. With Aqua, the holy water generator, why bother being an adventurer!

“I’ve already thought it through. Even though we don’t have a shop, Wiz does! We can set up a stall there first!”

Aqua's eyes lit up as she enthusiastically shared her grand plan to make money, believing that Wiz would be very happy to oblige.

"Set up a stall in Wizna?!" Kazuma seemed to have been doused with cold water, instantly calming down from his excitement.

Selling holy water in a shop run by the undead and demons? What's the difference between that and selling weapons next to a police station...?

Seriously, is selling holy water in this crazy alternate world really a viable business opportunity?

Even Ristarte couldn't stand it anymore, and in the end, Seiya reluctantly left the item shop with ten bottles of holy water.

"Too little..."

"That's enough!" Ristarte complained irritably. The aura of the undead nearby was growing stronger; now was not the time to dwell on such things.

Before long, the two arrived at the church entrance. Lysita earnestly instructed, "Please, be very polite once you're inside!"

She was genuinely afraid that Seiya's overly cautious nature would frighten his complete stranger.

When they pushed open the door, the priest, who had been informed by divine revelation, was already waiting there, his eyes filled with reverence: "So holy! You must be the goddess!"

"These two over here are descendants of the dragon race who have inherited the dragon's bloodline. I believe they will become the hero's companions and together they will defeat the Demon King!"

Seiya remained silent, but strode forward with steady steps, rummaged in his pocket for a moment, and then poured the holy water he had just bought directly onto the priest's head.

"Father! Don't blame him, he's just a little cautious, but usually very polite... Well, he's always like that, just consider it a hair wash..."

"While 1000 bottles of holy water is a bit excessive, ten bottles are far too few. Even I, let alone the cautious hero, feel unsafe."

Watching the cautious hero silently wash the priest's hair with holy water, everyone watching the video felt a bit of a headache. They knew he was being careful, but... what kind of move was this?!

While it's certainly something to criticize that the priest might find the "sacred" facial expression goddess to be, it's really not that bad; this priest seems like a good person.

Chaldea, the world of Type-Moon

Seeing the cautious hero's actions, the Chaldea members instantly fell into a petrified silence, the air seemingly frozen for several seconds.

Fujimaru Ritsuka sighed softly, "Now I can understand why he wanted 1000 bottles of holy water."

Because it wasn't meant for fighting; it was intended to be sprinkled on everyone it encountered!

He maintained a fair level of vigilance towards everyone he had never met.

"Oh dear..." Dr. Roman sighed helplessly, rubbing his forehead. "Luckily, there aren't more than ten people in the church, otherwise we really wouldn't have enough holy water."

Stable, absolutely stable!

We're not giving the enemy a single chance!

While being cautious is fine, this excessive caution, bordering on paranoia, is simply beyond words.

Just as everyone was about to reprimand Seiya for his rudeness, the priest, who had just been all smiles, suddenly clutched his face and screamed in pain...

"Ahhhhhh—"

[Lisda Dai immediately became alert: "This is the reaction of the undead when they are splashed with holy water!"]

Matthew stared in utter astonishment at the priest as he gradually revealed himself, muttering, "No way, the hero actually saw through it all?!"

[Faced with the exposed priest, Seiya sliced ​​him into several pieces at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye: "You're cut open but don't bleed? Is this what the undead are like?" 0.8]

"..." Matthew and Elulu stood to the side, weapons in hand, somewhat bewildered. They hadn't seen him draw his sword at all. Was the hero really that strong?

Just then, Ristarte approached with a curious look: "Seiya, how did you know that the priest was an undead?"

“It’s a very simple deduction.” Seiya said calmly, analyzing the situation methodically.

"The priest is the oldest here, which means he'll eventually become an immortal being."

"This other world is too eerie! Everyone here is an Oscar-winning actor. That seemingly kind and approachable priest is actually an undead!!!"

"Hahaha... This is hilarious... What a logical genius! It sounds perfectly reasonable!"

"Damn, I'm speechless at this reasoning! Even if a washing machine (Shinichi Kudo) came here, I probably wouldn't be able to find a single flaw in this logic."

Sooner or later, everyone will become an old codger...

Listening to the cautious hero's meticulous reasoning, the lips of the people from other worlds twitched involuntarily. His deductions were indeed logical and well-founded; the priest's defeat was not unjust.

Chapter 1231 Even passing dogs have to be doused with holy water!!

Detective Conan World

"hiss--"

After hearing this well-reasoned explanation, Conan was completely stunned and couldn't help but exclaim, "I didn't expect there to be such a master! This reasoning ability is almost on par with that of the old man!"

From a scientific perspective, he would have to commend the brave man's logically rigorous reasoning; it certainly makes a lot of sense...

The problem is, this is a fantastical other world!

Just because the priest was the oldest person in the area, they assumed he would eventually become an immortal and poured holy water on him...

To take action for such an absurd reason is definitely a late-stage case of paranoia!

"Eh, is that reason absurd?" Professor Agasa scratched his sparse hair, his expression somewhat strange.

“Shinichi, don’t you often see those strange and bizarre reasons for murder in Beika Town?”

Having lived in Beika Town for so many years, what reason haven't I seen? Even accidentally dropping a clothes hanger can become a motive for murder.

"..." Conan was speechless for a moment. Doctor, I had forgotten about it if you hadn't mentioned it.

"More importantly, you should worry about yourself first, Great Detective," Ai Haibara sighed softly. "You'd better be as cautious as him, or you won't even know how you died."

This treacherous and unpredictable other world served as a stark warning to her.

Even the seemingly kind and benevolent priest could be a carefully disguised evil villain; if you're not careful, you could really die!