A Master's Type Moon Event Book

The tone is similar to usual, but it hides depression and cruelty.

Emiya Shirou's heart seemed to be clenched, his throat was dry, "Sakura has gone back, didn't you see?"

His gaze involuntarily turned to the dark purple woman behind Matou Shinji.

The source of all fear comes from this.

"noticed?"

Matou Shinji felt unspeakable pleasure in his heart, and a smile cracked at the corner of his mouth, "Very good! That's the expression!"

"Shinji?"

Emiya Shirou suppressed the fear in his heart and tried not to make a trembling voice. The woman in front of him became more and more imposing, as if the cold wind in winter was constantly blowing against him.

"What do you want to do?"

"What?"

Matou Shinji tilted his head, and said terrifying words, "Naturally let you, a bad guy, feel the beauty of the world!"

"What... what?!"

Emiya Shirou felt a dark shadow.

Subconsciously raised his right hand.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

A bladed object pierced the back of his hand.

The paper stick hangs down weakly.

Blood sprayed out like a spring.

will die.

With the breath of death imminent, Shirou Emiya protected his vitals with his left hand, and fled desperately to the right.

Behind him is the hall and the residence, not to mention destroying his own home, but the walls are thicker, breaking through them would be a waste of time.On the right is a low warehouse, and he can escape to the outside of the courtyard by rushing up.

The pain made him calm down a lot.

"what!"

The Medusa dagger made a piercing sound, and the blade cut through his clothes quickly and precisely, spraying blood mist from his back.

Is it mercy?

No, it's a joke.

Emiya Shiro confirmed that Matou Shinji wanted him to die.

If this continues, he will lose too much blood and is doomed not to survive.

However, at the moment of thinking, the dark purple woman, who was not human, rushed in front of him at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye. The two swords were like cutting a bull, leaving a wound on his body every time.

Emiya Shiro did not give up, his exercised body was avoiding, although it was useless, he kept retreating to the side of the warehouse.

Using the magic power he had accumulated for a long time, he simply stepped on the wall and climbed onto the roof of the warehouse.

"Want to escape? Such an impossible thing, why don't you want to obediently wait to die."

It was this attitude that seemed to irritate him.

Matou Shinji gave the order again, "Rider, kill him!"

Medusa raised her dagger, and a cold murderous intent shone under the moonlight.

dying……

Shirou Emiya gasped for breath, his clothes were torn, and his arms were covered with scars and blood.

But even so, amazing will prompted him to raise his right hand, trying to block the blow to the head.

At this moment, his body fell down.

Suddenly a hole broke through the solid roof.

Emiya Shirou didn't have time to think about why it broke open, he rolled and got up when he landed, and ran outside.

Then came a flying kick from the sky.

Click.

It swung up like a sandbag and landed on the wall of the warehouse.

Both arms were broken.

But he protected his head.

Emiya Shirou still did not die.

His arms drooped, and he stood up in a half-squat.

The blood formed a long blood path between him and Medusa, all sprayed on the way of being kicked away.

"why?!"