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"Hmm... what's your relationship with Shirou? Why are you able to make decisions for him?"

"I...we are..."

Matou Sakura fell silent for a moment.

Family? Illya is Shirou's adoptive father's daughter, so it seems like she and Shirou are closer.

Friends? That's too distant a term. Besides, what right does a friend have to stop her from doing whatever she wants?

Lovers? Shirou and I are not in that kind of relationship at all.

So weak!

Adris looked at the two of them speechlessly and sighed:

"Let's just pick one of the empty rooms. It's almost noon, I'll go cook. What would you like to eat?"

"Wait a minute!" Matou Sakura said quickly, "According to my past agreement with my senior, I will take care of the housework today."

"This isn't a good thing, why fight over it?" Adris chuckled. "In that case, let's cook together, two people can cook faster."

Sakura Matou was slightly taken aback, thinking to herself:

A senior would never say such a thing; he's definitely not a senior.

"What's your name? How should I address you?"

“I have many names, but the one I’m most familiar with is Adris.”

In that instant, Rin Tohsaka cast a furious glance at him.

So annoying!

No matter how I asked, even after using Command Seals, she still refused to say her name.

And yet, you're saying it so readily now.

……

Inside the white mist space.

Boom!

With a loud bang, several enormous sea kings appeared out of thin air.

The two people playing chess couldn't help but glance at it.

"Is this... a lunch prepared for us?" Shirou Emiya asked hesitantly.

"Probably not. I've been playing shogi for so long that my brain isn't working properly. Let's switch to Othello," Red A suggested.

"it is good."

Emiya Shirou put away the shogi pieces, picked up a teacup, and was about to pour tea from the teapot when he found it was empty. He couldn't help but sigh softly.

"Water Release: Small Water Ball Technique!"

"Fire Release: Boiling Water Technique!"

Although there was food brought in by Shiro Sakurai, there was no water.

Therefore, Shirou Emiya had to temporarily develop two applicable ninjutsu.

After two consecutive ninjutsu techniques, the teapot was full of tea and steam was rising from it.

When will he be back?

Are you in a hurry to go back?

"Of course, there are people waiting for me at home."

"I see... After you go back, I'll be all alone here."

"Well... why don't you play chess with your shadow clones? It might be quite interesting."

Chapter 107 The Person I'm Waiting For Isn't You

Chapter 107, Section 108: The Person I'm Waiting For Isn't You

"There's the aura of a Servant!"

On the streets of Fuyuki City at night, Cu Chulainn, sensing an undisguised presence in the distance, was overjoyed and immediately rushed towards the direction from which the presence was coming.

Previously, he had received a reconnaissance order from Kirei Kotomine to fight each Servant once and then retreat.

Although I don't like doing this kind of thing, as a Servant, I naturally have to obey my Master's orders.

Unexpectedly, before the reconnaissance even began, some Servants were already challenging other Servants to battle.

Such blatant provocation indicates the other party is clearly a true warrior.

"What courage! Only Saber would do something like this, right? I'll definitely fight her to the end."

Cú Chulainn sped through the streets and alleys, stopping in a tree in a park, watching the blue-haired boy in the distance with predatory eyes.

"I am coming!"

"The person I'm waiting for isn't you." Adris shook his head slightly, smiled, and sighed. "But it doesn't matter. Your Noble Phantasm is quite interesting. Come on, let's see if it can kill me."

"This tone... I never thought I'd be looked down upon like this!"

Cú Chulainn's lips curled slightly, and his eyes instantly turned serious.

"In that case, I'll go!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than he thrust his spear forward.

"Too slow!"

An ice sword instantly appeared in Adris's hand, which he used to gently deflect the gun.

"Too light!"

Adris struck the tip of the spear with his sword, the force of which nearly caused Cú Chulainn to lose his grip on the weapon.

"Too weak!"

In the blink of an eye, their weapons had clashed more than a dozen times.

Cú Chulainn took a half step back, using his spear as a base to barely support his body.

Feeling his hands go numb, he couldn't help but curse under his breath:

"You monster! With that kind of strength, you wouldn't happen to be a Berserker, would you?"

“No.” Adris smiled. “Just use your Noble Phantasm. The difference in our physical abilities is too great. You can’t possibly be my match in close combat.”

"Haha... This is the first time I've ever been looked down upon like this."

Cú Chulainn took a half step back, assuming a thrusting stance, and coldly warned:

"If you have any defensive Noble Phantasms, use them quickly. Don't say I didn't give you a chance. I'll wait for you for a little while."

"It's alright, you can start," Adris said nonchalantly.

Upon discovering that he not only ignored his warning but also remained arrogant, Cú Chulainn's anger intensified.

"Okay, okay... I'm the one who's meddling."

"The spear that pierces through the death thorns!"

The next instant, the tip of the gun collided with Adris's chest, producing a clear sound.

The invincible Noble Phantasm was actually blocked by the enemy's bare body!

This shocking event caused Cú Chulainn's expression to change. As he sheathed his spear, he abruptly took a step back.

"You bastard! What kind of monster are you? That military uniform you're wearing is just ordinary material; it clearly has no defensive capabilities."

"You blocked my Noble Phantasm with just your body! How can a monster like you exist in this world?!"

Adris glanced down at the small hole in his clothes and sighed:

"Looks like I need to get some new clothes. Perfect timing, I'll buy a few modern outfits while I'm buying local specialties tomorrow."

With a thought, the dragon scales, Armament Haki, protective magic, and defensive ice wall at his heart all vanished simultaneously.

Do you have any other tricks up your sleeve?

“Of course!” Cú Chulainn said with a smirk, without hesitation, “No matter how powerful a monster is, it has a weakness. Don’t think that just because you blocked my Noble Phantasm, you’ve already won.”

No sooner had he finished speaking than Cú Chulainn thrust his spear forward.

In that instant!

Time and space suddenly stood still.

Cú Chulainn remained in a running posture, gripping the gun handle tightly, staring motionlessly ahead.

"I'm sorry, but I'm no longer planning to play with you."

Adris smiled slightly and slowly stepped forward, while a short knife gradually took shape in his right hand.

"Projection—All Symbols Must Break the Rules!"

"Your Noble Phantasm is quite good, with a rare guaranteed hit effect, but it's a pity it didn't pierce my armor."

The Black Dragon King's dragon scales already possess super strong defensive capabilities, and the defensive ice wall is no less hard than the Wailing Wall. Furthermore, the Armament Haki concentrated in his chest greatly enhances the defensive capabilities of the former two.

In addition, Shirou's exceptional defensive magic further enhanced the defenses around his heart, making it difficult even for Edris himself to breach them.

Although Cú Chulainn's Noble Phantasm has a guaranteed hit effect, it was of no use to Edris, who was prepared, except to puncture his clothes.

Why can't I move suddenly?

Cú Chulainn screamed madly in his mind, but his body remained completely still.

As he watched Adris approach, and the paused breeze, insect chirps, and leaves around him, he suddenly realized the other's abilities.

'Time stopped? Who is this guy? His close-combat abilities and physical defense are already ridiculously strong, and he even has this kind of ability!'

'Such a powerful guy must be a historical figure, but why can't I remember who he is at all?'

'Could it be that they weren't particularly powerful while alive, but due to their achievements in life, their strength increased dramatically after becoming a Heroic Spirit?'

There are actually many such people. Not every Heroic Spirit has great power in life. Many Heroic Spirits become very powerful after death because of their achievements in life, which are transformed into Noble Phantasms.