I am the protagonist

The samurai sat down on the ground as soon as he sensed the young master descending the mountain.

"I really had a brush with death today."

The battle, which lasted for several hours, had left the samurai exhausted.

The samurai's advantage in combat experience and skills gave him a certain edge, but this advantage was always limited, preventing him from easily succeeding.

On the contrary, the young master's spear became increasingly sharp, and his fighting style became increasingly refined. He was constantly predicting the course of the battle, which made his fights extremely difficult.

"But it's been a long time since I've experienced a battle that sent chills down my spine like today."

“Saber’s Master is much stronger than I imagined.”

"You let the water go, huh?"

The samurai shook his head with a wry smile.

"What a troublesome outsider."

"Mother fox, do you think that I'm showing mercy to Saber's Master because I haven't used my full power yet?"

"So, did you see the red spear in Saber's Master's hand?"

“That’s the real thing.”

Medea frowned; she clearly saw that the red spear was created by that brat using projection magic.

"That's a weapon created by projection, something like Archer."

"No, that's something on a completely different level."

The samurai was quite certain that the spear in the young master's hand was not something that could be easily created by projection.

"I have also witnessed Archer's strength."

"Archer can manufacture that kind of weapon, but the quality is relatively low."

“But Saber’s Master fought me for hours with that spear and it didn’t break. That alone proves that the spear is genuine.”

What surprised the samurai even more was that Saber's Master was able to use his spear skills so well to fight against him.

He didn't utilize any magical advantage, but instead relied solely on his gun skills to fight him.

"He did not use the power of the spear, and I did not use any killing moves."

"Once I make my move, his spear will surely pierce my heart first."

"Although I am not incapable of fighting him, it is not a life-or-death situation."

There were certain reservations between him and me.

"None of them let things escalate to the worst possible point."

This is also because neither side has reached the point where they have to use their ultimate move; both sides are holding back to some extent.

While the samurai's killing moves are restricted, Shirou's Noble Phantasm is also left unused.

Both sides are evenly matched.

"I never imagined that kid would grow to this level."

Medea truly didn't expect that Shirou Emiya, who was just a rookie a few months ago, could have changed so much.

Not only has the magic power increased, but the individual's strength has also increased significantly.

"A very interesting change."

"I really enjoyed that kind of battle on the brink of death. That kind of battle is much more interesting than guarding the gate."

"Hmph, idiot."

Medea gave the samurai a disdainful look and went straight back to Ryudou Temple.

The once vast Ryudong Temple is now devoid of any sign of life.

In the past, many monks worshipped Buddha at Ryudong Temple, but Medea drove them away, and now the place has become a deserted temple.

Only in such a place could Medea find peace of mind.

"Shirou Emiya... he's really grown up."

"Just a few months ago, he was a high school student who could only shout and yell. In such a short time, he has grown to the point where he can fight against Heroic Spirits."

Even Medea knew that the warriors were very strong.

The fact that a Heroic Spirit with such strong swordsmanship could fight a teenager to a standstill forced Medea to acknowledge Shirou Emiya's abilities and talent.

"My revenge was indeed just a mirage."

"Fate has really played a cruel joke on me."

Chapter Sixty-Four: Heard Everything He Shouldn't Have Heard

"I am back."

Shirou went straight to the entrance hall upon returning home. His bones were still groaning as he rested briefly below Ryudouji Temple.

[As expected of a hero from an old era, to be chosen by Valhalla to become one of the Heroic Spirits, his strength is not to be underestimated.]

It would be quite difficult to fight someone like that head-on.

"Shirou, you're back."

"Yes, I just got back."

Shirou turned around and saw Rider wearing glasses.

"Rider, do you usually wear glasses?"

"No, this is a magic tool that uses the Mystic Eye."

"Your Demon Eye... isn't it already under your control?"

When this question was brought up, Medusa looked helpless.

"Generally speaking, the Demon Eye is still under my control, but it is easy to lose control of the Demon Eye when my emotions fluctuate greatly."

"To avoid any special circumstances, I asked Rin for a pair of glasses that can restrain the Mystic Eyes."

Medusa still needs to train her Demon Eyes again, as she hadn't expected them to be triggered by emotional fluctuations.

However, it is inevitable that emotions will fluctuate, and Medusa does not believe that she can be completely without emotional fluctuations.

So, to avoid unnecessary trouble, she got a pair of eyes that could seal the Demon Eye, at least that way she wouldn't have to use the Demon Eye when her emotions were running high.

"It seems that the Demon Eye is indeed a very troublesome power."

"The more powerful the Mystic Eye, the more likely it is to have problems... No wonder Rin repeatedly warned me before."

Medusa's petrifying eye is of the rainbow level.

Shirou's Mystic Eyes of Death Perception are also at the Rainbow level.

Because they are all very powerful Mystic Eyes, they are also very useful as an auxiliary tool when using Mystic Eyes.

"Shirou's Mystic Eyes are more dangerous than mine."

"Rin's concerns are not entirely unfounded."

"makes sense."

Shirou didn't feel anything was wrong. How could he not be happy to have someone next to him saying caring things?

Shirou propped himself up with his hands and stood up. Throughout the process, many sounds could be heard coming from his body.

Medusa also found it a bit strange.

"Shirou, are you sure you're alright?"

"It's alright."

"I spent the whole afternoon battling Assassin, and my body is a little exhausted... I'll be fine after a good rest tonight."

“One afternoon… Shirou, I remember you left around noon, right?”

"Yes, so I spent an entire afternoon competing with him."

The thought of the cold sweat that kept seeping from his back that afternoon still thrilled Shirou. Sometimes, combat skills and experience need to be learned through actual combat.

Shirou now feels a cold breeze on his neck.

The wind from Assassin's long sword had probably blew across his neck countless times today.

"His sword was even sharper than I had imagined."

“Every stab was aimed at my neck; this method of killing is truly ruthless.”

[Shirou is a boy too.]

[And he's a rather spirited boy.]

However, he's completely different from the peace-loving boy he used to be; he's started pursuing power.

"Shirou, do you know what Rin will say to you when she finds out?"

"..."

For a moment, Shirou's expression froze.

Because Rin has been worried about him, if she knew now that he had spent the whole afternoon fighting with Assassin, she would probably give him a lecture about his concerns.

The moment he saw Rider, he had an idea.

He immediately took off his shoes and came to Rider's side.

"Rider, you're the one I trust the most at home, can you help me out?"

"..."

"Shirou, do you know what would happen if Saber heard you say that?"

It's obvious that Saber's face would be extremely dark.

"The situation is different now."

"...Okay, I'll keep it a secret for you."

Medusa didn't hesitate much and chose to help Shirou keep it a secret.

Although Medusa felt that Rin's concerns were quite necessary, since Shirou had returned safely, some of the scolding was unnecessary.

"Thanks, I'll go prepare dinner now."

Medusa shook her head helplessly as Shirou left.

Medusa opened the sliding door as Shirou walked toward the living room.

Three girls were sitting in the room.

Rin! Saber! Sakura!

Not a single one is missing; they are all the people Shirou wanted to keep from him.

"Shirou was careless this time."

"I'm not surprised to find a barrier in my home when I get home."

A sinister smile appeared on Rin's face.

At this moment, she wanted Shirou to understand the consequences of keeping it from her.

"Rin, I think the reason Shirou isn't investigating is because it's your and Sakura's room."

"Rider, don't speak up for Shirou."

"No matter what, we must teach Shirou a lesson this time."

Rin's little fangs were now gleaming with a cold light, it seemed that Rin was preparing to use her little fangs this time.

"Sister, senior doesn't want us to worry either."

"Is that what he thinks? Shirou definitely just doesn't want to listen to my nagging."

"...Sister, I don't think anyone wants to listen to your nagging."

Sakura also didn't like listening to her older sister's nagging, and she knew why.

But does knowing something mean you've accepted it?