Shirou's clones number 30 million

Turning to walk towards the deck, one step, two steps... just as I was about to board the ship, a commotion suddenly came from behind me.

Amidst the clamor and noise, tens of thousands of ragged men and women, led by a red-skinned fishman, were rushing in this direction.

"Young master, the slaves have rioted! Please board the ship immediately!"

"No, it's too late."

Shirou shook his head slightly. As soon as he finished speaking, Tiger rushed straight over, and the two were only one meter apart.

Those CP members who tried to stop him were all knocked away as he charged forward.

The entire time, from start to finish, was less than two seconds.

More than a dozen people couldn't even withstand one of his punches; the difference in skill level was that obvious.

Is it that his strength gave him confidence, or that Shirou had witnessed countless grand scenes from his own memories?

Faced with this situation, he felt no fear whatsoever; on the contrary, he almost wanted to laugh.

“Mr. Ferschelteig, I’m sorry you’re early. If you had arrived a few minutes later, you should have been able to escape safely.”

"child?"

Tiger glanced down at Shirou and frowned:

“All Celestial Dragons deserve to die, but children are always an exception. You haven’t grown into that kind of useless trash yet, so I won’t kill you.”

"However, your ship has been requisitioned by me. Get all your men off the ship! Immediately, right now."

Seeing this, the flustered butler Hyman behind Shirou gradually calmed down and said:

"Yes, I'll arrange it right away. Your goal is to leave safely, so please don't harm the young master; this will facilitate your departure."

"Stop! Don't do anything unnecessary."

Shirou glanced back at Hyman, then looked up at Ferschelteig and said in a deep voice:

"No one can take anything from me. If you turn around and try to steal other ships, I can pretend I didn't see you."

"Quiet down! Children shouldn't interrupt when adults are discussing things."

Folsheltie extended his right hand, attempting to grab Shirou and take him hostage.

As for what he said, who would care about the nonsense of a child?

However, in a very short moment, he was completely covered by snow, with only his head sticking out.

"Ability user?"

A look of surprise crossed Ferschelteig's face, and he immediately began to struggle.

But the snow fell more and more, and it got colder and colder. In just three seconds, the snow turned into ice, freezing his neck and the rest of his body.

"Natural system?"

“That’s right, exactly.” Shirou casually toyed with a small ice sword in his right hand. “So, are you going to surrender now?”

Chapter Thirty-One: What you said makes a lot of sense.

Section 31, Chapter 31: What you said makes a lot of sense.

"Are you kidding me?!"

Tiger unleashed a powerful force, his body enveloped in Armament Haki, and he instantly broke free from the ice.

"We've come this far, how could we possibly give up?"

As he spoke, he withdrew the Armament Haki covering his body and concentrated it all in his fist, then slammed it down.

This was a punch filled with all his power, a punch that concentrated his endless rage.

Shirou clenched his fist, swung it forcefully, and it collided with his own fist.

moment!

Tiger flew backward, his right arm bent into a strange shape.

"Damn it! How could I fall here?"

Tiger gritted his teeth, straightened his right arm, letting it hang limply at his waist, clenched his right fist, and charged forward again.

"Can't you see the difference in our strength?"

Shirou muttered something to himself, then threw another punch, which collided with his own.

This time, Ferschelteig did not fly backward, but he suffered a severe fracture in his left arm and could no longer move it.

"Damn it! Damn it... How can a child be so strong?"

He roared and charged forward again, but both of his legs were broken in succession, leaving him kneeling on the ground, glaring angrily at Shirou.

"Damn it! Is this the end? You can have my head, but please spare the innocent people behind me. They were forced to run away with me."

“Even at this point, you are still thinking of others. You are a hero, Folsheldegard.”

"What kind of hero am I? In the end, I still can't do anything."

At that moment, a series of angry roars suddenly came from the crowd behind Tiger.

"No! Mr. Tiger is a true hero."

"Don't hurt Mr. Tiger, or we'll fight you to the death!"

"Release Mr. Tiger!"

The next moment, the slaves rushed over.

Among them were not only strong and healthy adults, but also children about the same age as Shirou.

Everyone's eyes were filled with anger towards Shirou and a determination to protect Füshertege at all costs.

This scene unconsciously brought back memories for Shirou.

Despite being adopted by Kirei Kotomine, he wasn't a kind-hearted person like Shirou Emiya. The children imprisoned in the church were used by Kirei Kotomine to provide magic power for the King of Heroes. Behind the scenes, Kirei Kotomine did many bad things.

As for myself, although I never participated in it, I never stopped it either. I always maintained an attitude of indifference and watched from the sidelines.

If it weren't for her good relationship with Rin, she would never have gone with her to rescue Sakura.

Since transmigrating into the body of a Celestial Dragon, he has believed that this world is too dangerous, and has been diligently training his Devil Fruit abilities at home, never leaving the house.

There were countless slaves like Hancock, and despite her own abilities, she remained indifferent and never offered them any help.

Ultimately, I've always been a cold-blooded creature.

Raising his head, looking at the tens of thousands of slaves who had already surged forward, Shirou softly uttered a few words:

"Snow burial!"

moment!

Snow appeared out of nowhere, enveloping tens of thousands of slaves at the same time.

Three seconds later, everyone's neck and below were frozen into ice sculptures.

"Why! Why would you do such a thing?"

With all four limbs severed, Ferschelteig suddenly let out a roar:

"Don't you have even a shred of compassion?"

“Pity? Of course I do.” Shirou shook his head slightly. “But my position dictates my perspective, and my status dictates that this is the only way I can do it.”

If I didn't have any pity, I would have wiped you all out in an instant.

"What nonsense are you spouting? Taking others for granted as slaves? You Celestial Dragons all deserve to die!"

Fuschelteig roared again, feeling the gaze of tens of thousands of eyes behind him, his heart filled with pain.

I have let down so many people's expectations; I am truly useless.

Even if I hadn't come, they would still be living the life of slaves, but at least their lives wouldn't be in danger.

It was they themselves who led them down a dead end.

"Damn Celestial Dragons! Every single one of them has their own parents, family, and friends, but you've captured them and made them slaves, forcing them to live lives of utter despair."

"You destroy other people's happiness, view all humans as inferior beings, and take all of this for granted, and you tell me it's only because you're a Celestial Dragon?"

"Just because you're a Celestial Dragon, does that mean you have to do such despicable things as enslaving others? Just because you're a Celestial Dragon, does that mean you have to be high and mighty?"

"You bastard! Don't you have any ability to think for yourself? You know it's wrong, but you insist on going down that wrong path?"

Looking at his face, which was full of anger, Shirou remained silent.

Indeed, what he said makes a lot of sense.

Knowing full well that it's wrong, yet still determined to continue down that wrong path.

In terms of knowledge and insight, I am far superior to him.

However, I, who have received higher education, was taught a lesson by a fool who has not received compulsory education.

What is right and what is wrong is self-evident from the very beginning, without needing to ask.

I know perfectly well what the correct approach is.

But they kept doing wrong things and took them for granted.

"Heh... You make a lot of sense. But what's the point of your actions?"

"Even if you rescue more than 10,000 people, as long as the slave trade continues, the world and the Holy Land will not change."

“By purchasing a new batch of slaves, the Holy Land of Mary Geoise will once again be as prosperous as before, unchanged.”

A flicker of confusion crossed Ferschelteig's eyes, but he quickly regained his resolve and said loudly:

Even so, it has to be done! I'm an idiot, I don't know a way to solve this once and for all, this is the only way.

"I may die here today, but so what? Even if I only save one person, my actions will still be meaningful."

Shirou laughed again.

Unexpectedly, he was repeatedly taught a lesson by a stupid native who hadn't read many books.

However, he's right!