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

Emiya felt that he should have realized some important point.

The [Account] used by the auxiliary supervisors can also be recognized and amplified by [Tianyuan]. Doesn't that mean that as long as an unknown barrier is unfolded within her known range, she will be able to sense and manipulate it?

"Mr. Gojo, are you saying that Master Tianyuan also knows about the barrier that hides the cursed spirit?"

Emiya began to understand a little.

Naturally, Tian Yuan would side with the sorcerers in this assumption. As an omniscient sorcerer, she had no reason not to inform the high school that a massive barrier had suddenly been deployed dozens of kilometers outside of Tokyo.

The premise for her to ignore this barrier is that it has existed for a long time.

So the basis for the cursed spirits to sneak in and prepare their plan was... someone leaked the information in advance.

"She's not that amazing, is she? She can indeed penetrate someone else's barrier, but it's like a hacker breaking into a system. The ultimate outcome depends on the strength of the firewall."

"In short, the most likely possibility is that there's a traitor inside the technical high school, so I'd like to ask Uta to investigate the people at the Kyoto school."

Gojo Satoru turned his head to Angehime. Of course, the other party also knew the seriousness of the matter, so he could only agree.

"I see."

Collaborating with a curse maker is already a serious crime, not to mention the possibility of colluding with a cursed spirit?

At least we have to be clear about the major issues such as right and wrong.

"Mr. Gojo, is there any reason why a sorcerer would collude with a cursed spirit?"

Emiya was a little confused.

It feels like when aliens come to exterminate humanity, some people are still shouting to surrender. What's the point?

Even the differences between countries and races are different. Humans and cursed spirits are two completely different creatures.

"Well, how would I know something like this?"

Gojo Satoru, lying back in his chair with his hands clasped behind his head, casually replied, "After all, sorcerers are a strange bunch. Some are in it for the money, some just want to realize their own value, and some are just looking for excitement."

"There are even some...so perhaps only those with a slightly abnormal mind can become a sorcerer."

Emiya was speechless. He was scolding himself as well.

However, does one need to have any special wish or strong willpower to become a sorcerer?

Maybe it is not necessary, but most people without these will find it difficult to make it to the end.

Compared to the investigation of the traitor, which he could not help much with, Emiya was more curious and concerned about another matter——

"Since the current system of the curse world depends on the attainments of Master Tianyuan's barrier, what if one day..."

What if she died?

Out of respect, Emiya didn't say the second half of the sentence directly, but Gojo Satoru would definitely understand.

"It seems that there is no need to worry too much about this kind of thing, because Tianyuan's technique is the [Immortality Technique]."

"...ha?"

[Immortality Technique], what's the meaning of this name of a technique that sounds so incongruous?

Could it be that the power of this technique is just like its name suggests, that it can make the person immortal forever?

Is it really that exaggerated?!

"It's not as exaggerated as you think~"

Gojo Satoru seemed to see through Emiya's thoughts and walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder.

"It's just immortality, not agelessness. Therefore, the flaw in this technique is that when the holder ages to a certain degree, the technique will attempt to reconstruct the body and [evolve] into a higher being that is inhuman."

"But it is said that if one really [evolves] to that stage, one will lose [personality]. [Tengen], no longer a human, will no longer choose to help humans."

"So, every five hundred years, that thing will assimilate with an Astral Body, that is, someone with a compatible constitution. While the body is being renewed, the effects of the technique are also initialized."

"In short, it would be great if it could evolve into Machine Greymon, but I'm worried it might evolve into Zombie Greymon, so it's better to just start with Rollermon."

Emiya: “…”

After your explanation, things have become even more exaggerated!

Assimilation occurs once every five hundred years, which means that this kind of thing has happened more than once. How long has the magician lived?

"But Gojo-san, what will happen to those who have been assimilated by Tengen?"

What Emiya was concerned about was still not the shocking news, but the insignificant lives contained in these news.

"They say it will completely merge into a new [Tian Yuan], but whether from the perspective of memory or soul, this reasoning is not very credible... I haven't seen that guy in person, so I don't know."

"If we just look at it from the perspective of our friends in the Astral Body, he should be dead."

It is said that Tianyuan always stays in the [Hongxing Palace] which is surrounded by layers of barriers, and the location of the [Hongxing Palace] can change with the barriers, so Gojo Satoru doesn't know either.

He had no interest in seeing a guy who was so afraid of death that he could only hide in his turtle shell.

"[Astral Plasma], isn't this the time when you guys were..."

Angehime subconsciously recalled the original situation, but was suddenly interrupted by Gojo Satoru.

"That's right. The mission to escort the [Astral Plasma] failed in the hands of Fushiguro Shigeki."

"But it is said that there are several alternative [Star Plasma] out there. One was successfully selected and sent to [Hongxing Palace]. I don't know what happened next."

At that time, Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru took on the commission together, but it was intercepted by [Tyrant of Heaven] Fushiguro Shinobu.

If he had not comprehended the [Reversal Technique] at that critical moment and entered a stronger realm, he might not be alive now.

Gojo Satoru nonchalantly admitted his defeat, then clapped his hands and stood up from his chair.

"Okay, it's almost time for the rest of the crew to arrive."

"Emiya-kun, do you believe that old man will definitely tell his students that killing Sukuna's vessel is more important than the exchange meeting?"

———— ————

At the same time, the students of the Tokyo school are also preparing for the competition in full swing.

"The cooperation between the five of us has been formed under the guidance of Mr. Emiya, but now there is suddenly one more person."

Standing in the center of the room, Zenin Maki analyzed, "Should we change the battle plan? We don't have much time."

"It depends on Yuji. What can you do?" Panda looked at Yuji Itadori.

As the one who is highly regarded by everyone, Itadori Yuji also rolled up his sleeves neatly——

"Punch and kick!"

"..."

"It's really useless, isn't it?"

"Actually, that's what I was thinking just now."

"Muyu flower."

The performance of everyone on the scene was so chilling that Yuji Itadori could not understand how things could turn out like this.

"What's with that look on your face? Aside from spells, isn't it best for sorcerers to just fight with their fists?"

Yuji Itadori felt that his understanding was completely correct.

“That was true before, but it’s different now.”

Zenin Maki pulled a basket of weapons from the corner and placed it in front of him.

"Just pick two of these cursed tools that are most comfortable to you. It's better than going into battle unarmed. It will also be convenient for Fushiguro to carry them."

"Hello?!" Megumi Fushiguro responded somewhat dissatisfied.

"It's true that Shadow Dimension can save space, but the weight has to be counted on me. You have seven or eight weapons alone."

After hearing this, Zenin Maki not only did not blame herself, but a satisfied smile appeared on her face.

"Isn't this perfect? ​​Just think of it as weight training."

By the way, didn’t she lend a cursed tool to Yuji Itadori before? What was it called?

Forget it, I’m too lazy to care.

P.S.: The more I read the comics, the more frustrated I feel. I feel the paleness and powerlessness of words now. (Sad)

What kind of mental state is iivv in to draw such a comic that makes it impossible to guess what will happen next.

It's time to take drastic action!

Volume 1: Chapter 101: Fairness and Justice, No Joking!

"Ho la, what's going on?"

"Why do I seem to hear something so incredible the moment I step foot in the door? If you have any troubles, you can pay me to settle them."

The moment Gojo Satoru finished speaking, a tall woman suddenly walked in from outside the door.

Apart from her tall stature, her most striking feature is her hair.

After tying her white hair into a pigtail, the other person not only did not put it behind her, but strangely covered it in front of her, leaving only one eye exposed to observe the surroundings.

"I heard it, so I heard it. It's no big deal."

"As for troubles that can't be solved? I haven't seen anything like that yet."

It was already difficult for Emiya to tell from Gojo Satoru's expression who he was more familiar with, because this guy seemed to be smiling when he saw everyone.

Acquaintances will only feel helpless when seeing this scene, but sworn enemies will be furious.

"Come here, Emiya-kun, this is Miss Mei, a first-level sorcerer, but she applied to leave the high school and become a freelance sorcerer many years ago."

"She's a real miser. Don't let her find out how much you can use."

Although Gojo Satoru deliberately spoke the last sentence close to Emiya's ear, it would be strange if the other person couldn't hear it at this distance.

"Why should I be embarrassed about this? Isn't the value of a life its potential for benefit?"

"In other words, anything that can't be exchanged for money has no value."

Mingming expressed his views in front of several people openly.

In her opinion, those who cannot create any value should cover up their incompetence.

"Well, life can't be judged so one-sidedly. Life itself is very meaningful."

Emiya subconsciously refuted the other party's point of view, and then asked the question that he was a little curious about: "Come to think of it, is there really such a group as free magicians?"

It seems that when Mr. Nanami invited him to join the world of sorcery, he mentioned whether he wanted to join the high school or work as a freelance sorcerer.

Emiya remembered that he had chosen freedom at the beginning, even though his time of freedom was quite short-lived...

"Of course. It's just that Tokyo and Kyoto, the high-accident areas, are under the jurisdiction of the High Commissioner, so you don't see them."

"Some freelance sorcerer societies are recognized by the General Office and promoted to permanent sorcerer bases... In short, they are ordinary sorcerers who are rejected by the bloodline theory. There are very few strong ones among them."

Having said that, it cannot be denied that they have also made great contributions to the balance of the magic world.

Otherwise, with just the limited staff of the two technical colleges, even if they were to increase their staff several times, they would not be able to manage events across the country.

Combining the image of a miser given by Gojo Satoru and the concept of a free sorcerer, Emiya probably already understood what kind of work this Miss Ming usually does.

They might be recruited by a high commissioner with a bounty on their head to defeat cursed spirits, or they might be asked by ordinary wealthy people to handle minor supernatural incidents... In short, they do whatever it takes to make money.

Emiya thought this was fine.

As long as they can stick to their moral bottom line and not trample on life like a curse master, it is of course their own choice how they want to live their life.

"So, what's the reason Miss Ming was invited to the exchange meeting?"

Emiya had originally asked Gojo Satoru quietly, but Mei, who had inevitably overheard the conversation, spoke bluntly:

"Because my technique is called [Black Bird Control], it allows me to control crows and share their vision. From a sorcerer's perspective, it must be useless, right?"

"But even if it seems useless, wouldn't it still be possible to get a high commission from the senior experts?"

For a team competition like this in a vast jungle, setting up cameras in advance was simply a pipe dream, and they could easily be damaged by the aftermath of the battle. Helicopters were even more exaggerated.

From this perspective, the flexible and adaptable crow becomes the best 'photographer'.

So, the hair covering the eyes is not performance art, but a sharing of senses with crows somewhere at all times?

"What's the big deal? The college's expenses have nothing to do with me."