Shirou Emiya is determined to kill all the cursed spirits and evil spirits

It shouldn't be...

"Hey, kid!"

"But someone paid me a huge sum of money to buy your life!"

Without giving Emiya a chance to think about the battle situation, the Curse Master suddenly spoke.

He was not afraid even if he told the truth. He just wanted to make the opposing magician think about things other than fighting and lose his judgment of the battle.

Anyway, as long as the other party is killed, the information will still not be lost...

"Why do you want to become a curse master?"

While he was still feeling smug about his own wisdom, he saw Emiya asked him this question after being stunned for a moment.

"what?"

"Of course, it's to ravage the weak until death..."

“So happy!!!”

It was obvious that his smile came completely from the heart.

"I understand."

Volume 1: Chapter 30 Crane Wing Triple Combo!

Some people in this world are like this. Because of the environment they were born in or an accidental change in their thinking, they begin to deviate from ordinary moral concepts and never return.

Perhaps some people begin to become malicious towards the outside world purely because of the malice of the outside world, but when they begin to impose their malice on others, they are no longer innocent.

Regardless of whether the other party was one of the perpetrators in the abandoned hospital, it was enough for Emiya to know that he was indeed a perpetrator.

It is absolutely unacceptable to be soft-hearted.

Some evil people must be eliminated forever to ensure that no more people will be harmed by them.

so......

"Trace on!"

Since we can only confirm that the opponent's technique is related to offsetting damage for the time being, we should test in advance whether his technique has any limits.

In just a moment, the scene changed, and Emiya held the longbow in his hand again, raised the spiral sword and aimed at the curser not far away.

"Tsk... the same trick again."

Because he had just witnessed the power of the curse spirit, even though he was very confident in his own technique, he did not dare to use his mortal body to collide with the missile for testing.

There was no longer any romance in his bold words. The curse master stomped his feet suddenly, stirring up dust, and then immediately hid in the broken eaves and broken walls behind the ruins.

This level of attack technique is absolutely impossible to use repeatedly in a short period of time. As long as he temporarily avoids the sharp edge, and then re-closes the opponent without pushing away, he can use the technique to defeat this guy...

"Calad bolgⅡ (pseudo-spiral sword)!"

It would be too much to expect that he could escape from Emiya's aim with such speed and poor cover.

Visible waves exploded in front of Jiweigong, and red arrows instantly crossed the courtyard, cleared the smoke, penetrated the barriers, and reached the body of the curser.

He hadn't stopped running yet, but his eyes widened, and the infinite spiral of the arrow was reflected in his pupils.

His consciousness seemed to be slowed down. He burst out with magical power and tried desperately to turn his body, but he couldn't do it at all.

For the first time in his life, he began to pray to the gods he had never respected, praying that his magic could block the missile-like arrow.

next moment.

------boom!!!!

There is no need to consider the cursed spirit's strong resistance to physical attacks, so this time Emiya chose to pour out his magical power without reservation.

Waves of various substances mixed together even formed a small mushroom cloud in the sky, touching the [account] that should not have been on the material level.

“Hu, hu… hu…”

Emiya put down his longbow, but from the ruins he could hear the sound of heavy breathing.

The figure was covered in blood, and only a few pieces of his clothes were left, barely covering his vital parts, but there was no doubt that he was still alive.

The curse master was very excited because not only did he not die, but he also successfully withstood the attack with his body intact.

His technique was successful!

Even though it consumed most of his cursed energy, it was undoubtedly a success!

We can't give this guy another chance to use archery techniques. Next, he must fight in close combat!

After silently formulating a perfect battle plan in his mind, the Curse Master immediately began to implement it.

"I see. I see through it."

what? !

Emiya, who was just standing there motionless, suddenly spoke, which scared the curse master so much that he paused, but he quickly concluded that the other party was just lying.

How is it possible to determine his technique based on just two or three contacts?

"It's time to lie down, you little brat!"

Pulling out a special short knife from his waist, the curse master rushed straight towards Emiya.

“Trace on.”

Emiya simply projected the Gan Jiang Moye he was familiar with, because that was enough.

boom!

boom--

With the advantage of dual swords and technical suppression, Emiya blocked the curse master's dagger, and swung at him again, but was directly blocked by his forearm. As expected, he had no effect.

The curser, in his enraged state, adjusted his state and stabbed with the dagger, but Emiya jumped up to dodge it and then stepped on his cheek.

boom--!

It was clearly just a light kick, but it was like a heavy object hitting the curser's face, knocking him back.

What happened? Was it a fluke?

In mid-air, the Curse Master kept reviewing his previous mistakes. He believed that there was no way Emiya could find his flaw so quickly.

But he was soon relieved because he saw Emiya in mid-air once again preparing to attack.

That's the way it should be!

“Trace on.”

Emiya once again projected Gan Jiang and Moye, but this time it wasn't just one pair, but three pairs that appeared at the same time.

Even the Heroic Spirit Emiya, who had always used counterfeits in battle, had mastered his own sword skills through countless trials.

Its name is——

"Crane Wing Triple."

The four husband-and-wife swords were thrown out by Emiya in different directions. They formed a cross in a swirling posture and flew towards the direction where the curser was.

As for Emiya himself, he accelerated his steps the moment he landed, gripping both swords tightly and rushing towards the opponent at an extremely fast speed.

The curse master was very happy to see this scene. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and faced Emiya head-on.

The true name of his technique is [Inversion].

When the spell is activated, the stronger the attack that hits him, the weaker it will become, and the weaker the attack, the stronger it will become.

Although there are upper and lower limits, the upper limit can only be achieved with a terrifying explosion like the one just now, and the lower limit cannot be guessed by people who don't understand his technique.

No one has ever been able to dodge his counterattack after launching a desperate attack.

The more serious the opponent is, the less likely he is to win...!

Puff-!

The sound of the sharp blade piercing flesh was particularly loud above the ruins.

“W-why…?”

The arm that was blocking in front of him was indeed not scratched by Emiya's attack, and the rotating sword blades on both sides were also blocked outside his arm. The real wound was on the back.

There were still two sword blades piercing his body from behind.

But why?

The throwing speed is so fast, why is it at the lower limit? !

"Gan Jiang and Mo Ye, a famous sword couple in history."

"Gan Jiang and Mo Ye have a special attraction, and it can be enhanced to a certain limit in a short period of time."

"If there were an attraction on the outward-flying blades, theoretically, their momentum would approach zero at a certain moment, and then increase again."

Bah!

"!!!"

Emiya showed no mercy and stabbed the Gan Jiang and Mo Ye in his hands into the curser's thighs respectively.

Obviously, the two husband-and-wife swords inserted in the curser's back are not really a pair, but instead attract Gan Jiang Moye in Emiya's hand.

In this way, he was able to launch two attacks, the strongest and the weakest, at the same time to break the opponent's technique.

“Please…please spare me!”

"I will never again dare to be a curse caster. I will definitely retire to the countryside and never... come out again!"

The pain from his back was not so bad, but the sword on his thigh was stuck in a position that made him unable to stand up or kneel down, making him want to cry out.

But no, he had enjoyed his freedom... and he didn't want to die at all!

He's not tough at all, but begging for mercy?

"Do you know what the last words that cursed spirit said before it died?"

Emiya suddenly asked.

"Wha...what?"

The curse master was a little confused.

"never mind."

It is a mistake to expect such a guy to sincerely repent.

Sizzle————!

Volume 1: Chapter 31: The Crush of Combat IQ

"So, Emiya-kun."

"You mean... when you came over just now, this guy's limbs were completely broken?"

Looking at the object not far away that was not to be told to outsiders, Gojo Satoru finally couldn't help but use that action.

He scratched his head, confused.

"Yes."

Not only did Emiya remain expressionless, he even nodded.

After some rather gentle questioning, he had already obtained quite enough information from the curse master.

Don't get me wrong, it's really gentle.

Because Emiya was just asking with an expressionless face, the guy couldn't help but wet his pants.

He learned from the curse master that the other party had received orders from someone else and had ambushed in this abandoned hospital long ago.

So, who knew exactly that he was going to come to this place to remove the curse?

It was Mr. Gojo who told him personally that he had to complete a commission to remove cursed spirits in order to be promoted from the quasi-first level, and the person who brought him here was Mr. Ijichi.

Apart from the two of them, it is the general directorate that stipulated this promotion method.

In fact, Emiya himself did not really want to climb up in the world of curse arts, because he neither yearned for power nor had the intention of staying in this world forever.