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

"Hey, don't underestimate me, Shinpachi." Gintoki crossed his arms and sneered, "I'm the White Demon of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, my swordsmanship is honed step by step..."

"It's just a simple Swallow Return, much easier to learn than Kamehameha, Moon Strike, Flying Flash, and the like."

Shinpachi swallowed hard. Indeed, compared to the others, Tsubame was much more studious. Gintoki might actually be able to…

"Just use O, that's all. See, it's as simple as the Hadouken!"

"It's not simple at all—!!" Shinpachi slammed his head on the table in a fit of rage: "What do you take Sasaki-san's Swallow Return for, you idiot with curly hair!"

"Besides, the Hadouken is an O, and you didn't press it correctly, you idiot!"

Katsura shook his head helplessly: "Gintoki, it seems you've become lax over the years. You've even forgotten that we learned the Swallow Return technique."

“The correct course of action should be…” Katsura pondered for a moment, then his eyes widened in anger, and he waved his hand: “Go, Sadahuru-kun, use the Swallow Return technique!”

"At least let me use it myself, you bastard!!" Shinpachi collapsed, roaring to the sky, "And, Sadaharu isn't Pokémon—!!"

Faced with such a candid opponent, Saber had no choice but to grip her holy sword tightly: "Indeed, you are not an opponent I can easily deal with."

The next moment, the holy sword in her hand shone with an indigo light, the surrounding air began to tremble violently, and a gale was rapidly gathering around Saber.

Sasaki also re-established his stance: "Let me see what Saber is all about!"

Above Ryudou Temple, visible vortexes of wind were gradually forming. R, who was fighting Caster, noticed the movement and chose to retreat without hesitation.

[Shirou, who had finally reached the halfway point of the mountain, was also blocked by this sudden gust of wind: "How can we get closer like this? Could it be Saber...?"]

"Saber!!!" Saber stopped what she was doing upon hearing Shirou's call, and Sasaki showed no sign of fighting.

"That's enough, Saber." Sasaki retreated to the mountain gate. "Someone tried to peek at your sword. If we continue fighting, the outcome will no longer be between us."

With that, the gatekeeper turned and left without looking back, while Saber, due to excessive depletion of her magical energy, lost her ability to move.

Left with no other choice, Shirou carried the incapacitated Saber back home.

"No, Shirou, where's your bike? Don't you want it anymore? Just so you know, illegally parking shared bikes will get you fined."

"Your endurance is amazing, young man! It would take you ages to get here by bicycle, and now you're carrying someone back on your back, incredible..."

Watching the gatekeeper turn and leave, the people from other worlds were full of questions. What kind of profession is Assassin? How did the gatekeeper become one?

That's incredibly generous!

Assassins are like Saber, Riders are like assassins, and this generation of Servants feels like they were just randomly assigned to any class, with the class being as arbitrary as you want.

Chaldea, the world of Type-Moon

Looking at Saber, who had lost the ability to move, Dr. Roman shook his head with a wry smile: "This generation of Shirou is no good. He can't support the magical energy consumption of the King of Knights at all."

As a former Grand Caster and now Romani Archie, he knows all too well what it feels like to be without mana...

These days, forget about clicking on a lit area; you're lucky if even one skill lights up out of a bunch.

"This is so different from the way Saber can casually unleash a beam of light in other worlds." Da Vinci sighed helplessly. "The current Saber can't even release a basic Wind King Barrier."

The Wind King's barrier had just been unsealed and hadn't even been released yet, and it already had no magic left. In this state, it felt like Mash could defeat her even with just a shield.

"There's nothing I can do, Da Vinci, can do." Fujimaru Ritsuka said somewhat embarrassedly, "The opportunity to offer the Holy Grail to a demon isn't something you get to do all the time."

Although Saber Alter's normal attack is a Magic Cannon, it's still powered by the Holy Grail...

Moreover, even disregarding the Holy Grail, Sakura's magical power is sufficient for Saber to demonstrate her strength.

[After returning to the Emiya residence, with Rin as a witness, the two had a frank and open conversation...]

"As my Master, why are you stopping me from fighting?" Saber looked at Shirou with a puzzled expression. "Do you really want to survive the Holy Grail War like this?"

Shirou had nothing to say about this; he simply didn't want to see girls get hurt, or rather, he didn't want to see Saber get hurt.

"In short, if it means you have to fight, I'd rather go myself!"

Although Rin calmly sipped her tea, Saber frowned deeply: "Shirou's defense is as weak as paper, what are you going to fight with?"

"You underestimate Servants. It's impossible to defeat a Heroic Spirit with flesh and blood. What makes you so arrogant!"

Shirou was rendered speechless by the retort, but fortunately, Rin, who was calmly sipping her tea and watching the scene unfold, spoke up fairly: "No, he didn't underestimate Servants; he just didn't want to see you get hurt, Saber."

"Saber's words are so disrespectful to Mr. Jin, a concerned citizen. It's both hurtful and hurtful..."

"I'd rather go on stage myself! Good grief, while other Masters are hiding behind Servants casting healing spells, what is Shirou doing? This Master is warming up; he's planning to go on stage himself!!"

Listening to the two arguing, the people from other worlds were speechless. What did they mean by trying to defeat a Heroic Spirit with flesh and blood?

You're seriously underestimating that Uchiha Emiya, the giant who took on seven opponents single-handedly, Saber! He was practically going on a killing spree in the world of Magical Girl Illya.

Furthermore, a concerned citizen, Mr. Jin, who wished to remain anonymous, also expressed strong disagreement… (Read thrilling novels at Feilu Novel Network!)

Chapter 1136 The Saber King is about to starve to death at home, can we stop talking?

[To help Shirou clearly understand the gap between himself and a Heroic Spirit, Saber plans to teach him swordsmanship in her spare time, thus putting an end to this debate.]

The next day, facing Sakura and the others waiting for him at the door to go to school together, Shirou awkwardly told a small lie: "I... I'm taking the day off."

"Isn't it often said that wounds start to hurt when the weather gets cold? Today, my wound seems to be hurting..."

[This ridiculous reason couldn't be hidden from Fuyuki no Tora, but seeing that he seemed to have something to do, I decided to just let him be.]

"Big brother, could you be any more perfunctory? With your inhuman healing abilities, you probably wouldn't even have a scar on your body right now. What's the pain in your wounds?!"

"Honestly, I still don't understand why you and that tsundere Rin are going to school. It's the Holy Grail War, for goodness' sake! Can't you at least take a short break and show some respect...?"

The people from the other worlds were speechless at Shirou's reason. What, that the cold weather would hurt his wounds? Dude, you only have external injuries, not some kind of rheumatism or bone disease!

Gintama World

“I see…” Wig’s eyes were full of emotion and melancholy, and he couldn’t help but sigh softly: “Speaking of which, the wounds from that battle still ache a little.”

"Huh? Which battle are you referring to, Mr. Katsura?" Shinpachi paused, puzzled. "The Benizakura Arc?"

"Could it be..." Gintoki seemed to have thought of something, and stood up with a serious expression: "Stop talking, Katsura!"

The strange behavior of the two only made Shinpachi more curious. What kind of fierce battle could have caused Mr. Katsura's wounds to still be throbbing?

"It's not a wig, it's Katsura!" The wig blurted out instinctively, then his eyes gradually deepened: "I remember, that was the fiercest battle of the Exile War..."

First, he was held by a strange Celestial Being and forced to self-destruct; then, he was stabbed through the chest by a Homunculus. Thinking about it now, it really was tough...

“Um, Mr. Katsura.” Shinpachi’s face darkened and his lips twitched. “That seems to be someone else’s experience, isn’t it? Yamcha? Yamcha again, right!”

"Yamcha? That name sounds familiar." The wig pretended to be deep in thought and muttered, "Who's so shameless as to steal my experiences?"

Shinpachi: "..." Is it possible that we're the ones who're pirated, Mr. Katsura?

And why is it Yamcha again?!

It has to be said that our Silver Tower is truly the most respectful Jump fan on the entire internet, bar none!

After saying goodbye to the others, Shirou arrived at the dojo, where Saber, dressed casually, had been waiting for him for some time.

"Are you going to train dressed like this?" Shirou asked, somewhat puzzled, looking at Saber who was dressed no differently than usual. "I was expecting you to wear armor."

[Then Shirou quickly realized how foolish his idea had been; what he called sword practice was really just him taking a beating one-sidedly.]

After all, Saber was training Shirou with a real-world combat mindset so he would understand what fighting was all about.

【boom--】

After being struck by Saber's bamboo sword once again, Shirou collapsed to the ground, wincing in pain: "It hurts so much... I think my bones are definitely broken."

"It's just a simple fall; it'll heal in a while?"

Thus, this one-sided beating continued for two hours, during which Shirou never even touched Saber's clothes once.

[Only after Saber's stomach started growling did Shirou get up to end the training: "I'm going to buy something."]

Having said that, he rode his bicycle towards the market in Fuyuki City, since there was a hungry Saber at home, and he needed to buy quite a few groceries.

"Shirou of this world is truly a Rider; he has so many Noble Phantasms. He just left his bicycle at Ryudouji Temple yesterday, and today he's riding two new ones..."

"Since we're going to the market, I'd like to know if Brother Gou sells fish there during the day. Maybe he can give you a discount since we're acquaintances."

"Good grief, you actually dare to ask why Saber isn't wearing armor? I was thinking that I wouldn't need armor to fight you, I've been beating you up the whole time."

Everyone admired Shirou's inexplicable confidence, even though he wanted Saber to wear armor while refusing to wear any protective gear himself.

What admirable confidence!

If only a little bit of confidence were given to Lonely Rock, he could transform from a socially anxious person into a social terrorist in no time...

After browsing the market and buying his groceries, Shirou was about to head home when he turned around and saw Illya. He was nearly scared to death.

Ilya greeted him with a beaming smile: "You're still alive, brother."

Shirou, however, was filled with suspicion: "Could it be... are they planning to fight here?!"

"Why?" Ilya asked, looking at the sun in the sky, somewhat puzzled. "Fighting is not allowed when the sun is out."

Unlike her attitude the previous two days, Illya was very friendly to Shirou this time, happily expressing her desire to talk to him.

Illya snuggled up to Shirou like a child and started chatting with him...

[They started by talking about Illya's name and background, then moved on to snow, and later to their parents. Their warm conversation made it hard for Shirou to believe that this was actually Berserker's Master.]

"Her beautiful hair is inherited from her mother; it's something Ilya is very proud of."

Just as he was lost in thought, Ilya suddenly asked Shirou, "So, Shirou, what did you inherit from your father?"

Recalling the face he saw in the fire ten years ago, a face that seemed to have found redemption, Shirou found his answer.