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After maintaining this position for three seconds, he became enraged and couldn't help but say:

"Then you should come up with a brilliant idea that is unprecedented and unparalleled in history!"

"I haven't thought of anything yet."

Shirou Hakusawa laughed for a while, then looked up at the sky.

Among the 18 screens, another screen lit up.

According to the competition rules, the playing field cannot be empty.

Teams that have finished a match can choose to enter matchmaking mode and continue playing against other teams.

Alternatively, you can choose to rest and wait until the next day, when the organizers will assign you an opponent.

Each win grants a match point.

Although the championship is won by the team that survives to the end, each match point gives one person on the team the opportunity to choose a powerful artifact, equipment, or unlock an ability, which is still very useful.

"Ilya and the others are at it again. Why is it another monster battle? Hasegawa must be furious right now."

"Perhaps it's because everyone is looking forward to fighting monsters. Each contestant has a faith conversion spell within them, and their expectations can be fulfilled to a certain extent."

At this point, Shirou Emiya suddenly smiled and said:

"I've got it! Who is more handsome, me or Xu Gong from the north of the city? How about we hold a beauty contest? Not just looks, but also clothing, ornaments, calligraphy, painting, and so on can be used for the competition."

"Are you serious?" Bai Zeshi was slightly taken aback.

"Uh... just saying."

"Then don't say such stupid things, or people will think you're a child."

Is there anything wrong with what I said?

“These days, I feel like there will be a lot of criticism if you hold these kinds of competitions. Besides, these are ultimately just competitions between a few people, so it’s hard to expand the scale.”

The former, which would be criticized, refers to beauty contests. The latter, a competition for a select few, refers to competitions like calligraphy and painting.

"So, you want to organize a nationwide event that everyone can participate in?"

"more or less."

"There's not much else you can do, is there? If you want to be different, you could create a festival."

"Oh...? What do you mean?"

"For example, Singles' Day, create a festival and then add an interesting activity."

"I doubt that artificially created festivals will gain acceptance."

"Yes, so I just said it offhand."

Emiya Shirou smiled to himself, thinking:

To be honest, we can only choose traditional festivals.

However, Aizen always holds banquets for traditional festivals, and recently they've been getting bigger and bigger.

If Yorozuya were to hold an event, it would be difficult to beat them.

Moreover, even if you say it out loud, you'll only get another "picking up scraps" comment.

"Don't you have any more constructive suggestions?" Shirou Shiro asked speechlessly.

"I'm really sorry, but I'm just an ordinary person, not a genius. How could I possibly come up with anything original or unconventional?"

"It's okay, take your time to think about it."

"No! I'm too lazy to rack my brains for that. Just let me know when you've made up your mind, and I'll come and help you. I want to see what kind of unprecedented event you can come up with."

"Huh...? Are you angry?"

"Am I such a petty person? Even though you just completely dismissed me, I wouldn't hold a grudge over something so trivial. It's just... um... I'm sure I have no other ideas."

Shirou Shirou chuckled softly, then shook his head slightly after a long pause.

"Then I'll figure something out."

Emiya Shirou gave a soft hum, then laughed as well.

"Two heads are better than one, that's what you just said. How about we launch a large-scale call for submissions?"

"Oh...? Good idea. If the prize money is high enough, I'm sure a lot of people will submit their work. The Yorozuya is scattered across many worlds, making it perfect for this kind of submission format..."

Before Shirou Shirazawa could finish speaking, Rin Tohsaka, who was chatting with Yuri Tensho to the side, suddenly leaned over and asked with a burning gaze:

How much is the bonus?

Emiya Shirou was speechless and couldn't help but sigh softly.

Honestly, he seemed completely indifferent just now, but as soon as he heard about the bonus, he immediately became interested.

How about we take her to buy a lottery ticket? But what she lacks isn't money, but ways to make it.

The Tohsaka family has long since declined and has little income; they are currently just living off their savings.

Forget it, let's wait until the Yorozuya opens and then give her a bigger share.

Chapter 657 Standing on the Opposite Side of the Hero

Chapter 657, Section 658: Standing on the Opposite Side of the Hero

At night, Shirou Shirazawa, who was looking at the stars on the roof of the Yorozuya branch in the training city, suddenly had a whim and entered the White Mist Space.

"Huh...? Is nobody here?"

His intuition told him that it seemed like someone new had just arrived.

However, even after looking around and expanding its field of vision, there was no reaction whatsoever.

"Could my intuition be wrong? That can't be."

For no reason at all, where did this sudden whim come from?

Just as he was about to turn and leave, Shirou Shirazawa suddenly noticed a piece of paper lying on the bookshelf.

I didn't pay much attention just now, I just thought it was a bookmark that had fallen on the ground. Now that I think about it, there's not a breath of wind here, how could a bookmark have fallen on the ground?

He slowly walked over, picked up the piece of paper from the ground, and Shiro's expression changed slightly.

The writing on the paper was done with red liquid, and judging from the degree of penetration, it appeared to be blood.

A blood-written letter, composed of numerous words, has become a new landmark.

Shirou Shiro was silent for a few seconds, then looked down and began to read carefully.

[My life was once incredibly glorious, I trampled my enemies underfoot, and toyed with their wives and daughters... but in the end, I still couldn't beat the cheater who started all over again.]

Although I don't have memories of the other timeline, I can guess that the other me did even worse.

Looking back, that year, I had just transmigrated and, with the magic knowledge I learned from Rin in my previous life, I quickly made a name for myself.

After inheriting the family's title, things spiraled out of control...

However, at the age of thirty-seven, the king summoned a hero and abdicated the throne to him.

After that, I felt like a fool, falling behind everyone and constantly being schemed against.

Moreover, through various maneuvers, the new king seized the moral high ground, and I became the villain in the eyes of the people.

I was utterly disdainful. This was ancient times, much like the Middle Ages, and I was a nobleman. Wasn't it only natural for me to have the right to the first night? Was treating slaves harshly really a sin?

But circumstances were beyond my control. The new king had decided I was an enemy, and he was incredibly clever, convinced he had me cornered.

Left with no other choice, they naturally had to rise up in rebellion.

That same year, I was surrounded by the army led by the new king, and the city was at the gates. I was at my wit's end.

It was only at the very end of my life that I suddenly realized that he couldn't possibly be that much smarter than me, always anticipating my every move, as if he were a prophet.

He must be a reincarnated person!

With a protagonist who's both a transmigrator and a reincarnated, how can I, a mere transmigrator, possibly win?

At the end of the blood letter were the names of some enemies, such as Kazuya Soma and Rishia.

Shirou Shiro was speechless. It's a new anime, and it's normal for newcomers not to have seen it before.

However, despite being a transmigrator with memories of his past life, he was assimilated by the times and turned into a vile nobleman from another world.

As an undisputed villain, he portrayed himself as exceptionally innocent in his suicide note.

"You must be very unwilling, right? Don't worry, I'm coming to save you right away."

Although the newcomer is a bad person, judging from the fact that the blood oath has dried, he's probably already done for.

But there are many ways to bring someone back to life, and as a fellow Shirou, I should save his life.

Upon leaving the white mist space, Shirou immediately went to find Apollo.

Previously, Artemis went to the Dragon Ball world to learn the Dragon Ball manufacturing method, and after returning, she began "seclusion".

So many days have passed, and I still don't know if she succeeded.

In short, let's consult with Apollo first.

If Artemis has succeeded, that would be for the best.

If not, then think of other ways, such as having him summon Hades in the name of the God-King.

When Shiro Shiro came to visit, Apollo was strolling through the food street with Saori Kido.

Because of the Star Martial Festival, this place brings together many delicacies from around the world, making it extremely attractive to foodies.

Although Saori Kido wasn't a glutton, as a wealthy young lady, she had never been to a place like this before, and with Apollo as her companion, she seemed to be in quite a good mood.

"Are you shopping alone, Bai Ze?"

"No, I came here specifically to find you."

As he spoke, Shiro Shiro handed over the blood-written letter.

"This is?"

Apollo glanced down at the words on the paper and instantly understood the current situation and his purpose.