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

【I'll treat you to ramen.】

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the two figures walked farther and farther away on the street. In the end, Itadori Yuji patted his back comfortingly...

Just thinking of such a beautiful scene, he couldn't help wanting to cry, no...

I've already cried!

"It seems we are close friends...Yuji Itadori."

"...ha?"

The scene happening in the arena was quite abstract. Fortunately, due to the limitations of the technique, the sound there could not be transmitted to the monitoring room.

And most of the people were paying attention to another thing: the students from the Tokyo school did act separately according to the original plan and were clearing the cursed spirits in the venue, but the students from the Kyoto school were always moving according to the predetermined direction.

That is to say, under this trend, they will soon be able to reach the battlefield between Yuji Itadori and Aoi Todou.

"Mr. Gojo?"

Remembering Gojo Satoru's last words, Emiya subconsciously looked at him, while the other party waved his hand casually.

"It doesn't matter. Isn't Itadori Yuji obviously different now? Just trust him."

"And more importantly—haven't you already trained all the remaining people?"

"Um......"

That's true, but Emiya is still a little worried.

Are the weapons prepared for them still too few? Should we try to forge some more powerful ones?

Soon, the scene on the screen progressed to the scene where all the students of Kyoto School arrived at the battlefield, with six people besieging one person.

Just when Yuji Itadori was gradually surrounded by five people who came from behind and had no way to escape, Aoi Todou suddenly attacked his classmates and cleared the battlefield again.

It is obvious that he wants to fight alone with Yuji Itadori, whom he considers to be his best friend.

On the other side, the students from the Tokyo school immediately realized that something was wrong after they still didn't meet the students from the Kyoto school.

Divided into two groups, they successively deduced that the other party might want to attack Yuji Itadori, so they no longer cared about the task of clearing the cursed spirits and hurriedly returned to the direction of the original battle.

Fortunately, with Todou Aoi's sudden betrayal, the people from Kyoto School were unable to successfully threaten Itadori Yuji. The little traitor Kasumi Miwa was even happy for a moment.

After all, from her perspective as an ordinary person, they are all sorcerers and partners with the goal of destroying the cursed spirits. There is really no need to fall into such a fighting situation over a disagreement.

Aren't we still high school students?!

Because the number of people on both sides is quite equal, six people, the subsequent development is also quite welcome.

Including the combination of Yuji Itadori and Aoi Todou, the students from the Tokyo and Kyoto schools also formed a fairly balanced 1v1 matchup.

Of course, the "balance" here is only under the premise that Emiya has not interfered with the battle plans of the Tokyo students.

The battles between sorcerers were originally quite straightforward.

Concealing or disclosing information about the technique, and then comparing hard power based on this information gap, there are rarely too many twists and turns, because the power of the spell and the compatibility of the technique are enough to determine the outcome.

However, with Emiya's technical support, each student at the Tokyo school can be allocated more than two swords, which are weapons that can be called cursed tools in the world of curse.

For sorcerers with similar abilities, the outcome will be completely changed once one of them obtains a handy spell tool.

For example, for Zenin Maki, who is already good at using cold weapons in combat, having dozens of swords to choose from is such an exaggerated blessing.

It would be more appropriate to ask Kasumi Miwa who is fighting against Maki Zenin about this matter.

Not long ago, she was still happy that everyone finally didn't have to kill each other, but when she saw the other party appear in front of her with two swords, one long and one short, she felt unwell in an instant.

She'd never seen a six-foot-long nodachi in her entire life! Could such a cursed tool really exist in the world?!

How perverted must a sorcerer be to carry such a knife to exorcise cursed spirits?

Besides, anyone who gets stabbed by this length will die!

In other words, is there a possibility... that someone can stab her even if they are standing outside the simple area?

However, when it comes to the weirdness of weapons, the most special one has to be the one in Panda's hand.

Because the other party said that it was not easy for a panda to hold the hilt of a sword, so adhering to the principle of equal treatment, Emiya specially made a simpler weapon according to his requirements.

The one fighting with Panda at this time is the student from Kyoto School, Mechamaru, who is very special just by looking at him.

When he first came into contact with the other party, Panda subconsciously recognized the other party as a fellow Cursed Skeleton like himself. Who would have thought that not only was he not recognized, but he also aroused extremely intense emotions in him.

Later, when Panda analyzed that the driver was likely nearby and said he wanted to destroy it, Mechamaru started to explain on his own.

"Whichever you choose, you can't do it. I am [Heaven and Curse Binding]."

"Generally, people impose [binds] on themselves, but I'm different. My body was forcibly [bound] when I was born."

"I was born without a right hand or any part of my body below the knees. I have no feeling below the waist, and my skin is so fragile that even contact with moonlight burns me... In exchange for this, I was granted a vast range of techniques and an output of cursed energy beyond my actual ability..."

"This is not a power I willingly obtained. If I could use the cursed power to regain my body, I would be more than happy to do so."

"A mere Cursed Corpse, yet it disdains me and strolls leisurely under the sun... I can't stand it from the bottom of my heart!!"

The more he spoke, the more his cursed energy began to rise with his emotions, even overflowing into the remotely controlled machine.

But when it turned its gaze towards Panda again, it found that the other party had just tiptoedly put on a weapon for it——

Use your broad but not very flexible palm to hold the special handle at the bottom tightly, and the real sharp part is the protruding blade behind your hand.

Claws... no, should I say fist blades, right?

"Are you finished?"

"Once you're done, I'll start."

Volume 1: Chapter 104: Invasion, Special Grade?!

The so-called fist blade was originally a thrusting dagger that originated in South India during the Vijayanagar dynasty. It was designed to protect the user's fingers.

Later, with the evolution of time, it gradually transformed into a light and fast powerful cold weapon specially used to pursue fast, accurate, fierce and strange effects.

It is true that it does not look as domineering and handsome as swords, spears, and halberds, but it is also true that it is powerful enough.

Its greatest advantage is that it is not only as flexible and versatile as a dagger, capable of pursuing unusual moves, but it can also accommodate various punches and kicks, and will not necessarily be at a disadvantage when fighting against mainstream cold weapons.

When it was first circulated to the outside world, the fist blade was also called the fist sword, because the fist blade at that time was just a derivative of the sword-shaped blade. It was only later that the blade replaced it and various derivatives appeared.

Because of its numerous forms and unpopularity, this weapon is often classified as a dagger or a one-handed sword - at least in the judgment of Emiya's projection magic, the fist blade held by Panda was judged as a [Sword].

Moreover, after all, this weapon was specially made to suit his special body structure, so Emiya did teach him some things, unlike Yuji Itadori who learned it purely by himself.

"Get ready, I'm going to attack."

"There's no way I can hold back on this cursed tool."

Panda placed his hands in front of his chest and made the most classic fighting posture, and the cursed power gradually spread from his palms to the tip of his fist blade.

After giving Mechanical Maru a final warning, Panda took a step forward and attacked the opponent with a swift and fierce posture.

It looked more like a punch than a blade.

"It's just a weird weapon. It's useless."

"Blade source released, sword mountain shield!"

The mechanical maru standing here is nothing more than a puppet controlled remotely. Because of this, its body can be completely modified to be more suitable for combat.

It transformed its arms into special steel spike shields, injected mana into them, and charged towards the incoming fist blades.

boom----!

What followed was not only the sound of steel colliding, but also the creaking sound of steel being pierced and shattered.

"what?!"

For a moment, Mechanical Maru couldn't understand why his defense was easily penetrated, and Panda's attacks arrived one after another.

Theoretically speaking, a normal person would not be able to quickly punch out a fist after infusing it with power and then recharge it to carry out continuous attacks.

As the force increases, the punching speed will decrease, and conversely, as the punching speed increases, the force will also decrease.

But with Panda's strength, even if the speed of his punches decreases, the power will not necessarily be weaker, not to mention that the fist blade perfectly makes up for the lack of destructive power.

His punching speed is really fast!

“Hualal ...

The fist blades hit the body of the mechanical pill again and again like raindrops. Not only was its body pierced by the sharp blades, but it also had to continue to withstand the impact from the fists.

After hitting him for dozens of times, Panda suddenly used a rising dragon punch to lift Mecha Maru's body high into the air. He then chased after him and hit him several times before finally knocking him back to the ground with a squat.

boom--!

The mechanical ball hit the ground and created a big hole. All the mechanical joints on its body were completely penetrated by the fist blades. Electricity was emitting from it, and it completely lost its ability to move.

"There's only one reason for your failure, and that's because you underestimated the puppet!"

Panda clasped his hands together to retract his fist blade, and slowly walked to the remains of Mechamaru.

"You and I were both born different. I thought I could understand you."

"But I don't envy humans."

"What?" It's true that the puppet's body functions were destroyed, but the consciousness of the mechanical pill was still on it. This is [Puppetry].

"Because humans are disgusting!"

"I'll work incredibly hard to achieve my goals. I don't know if I should call it being efficient or indecisive... but I actually like these traits that I don't have, even though they're disgusting."

"Mechanimaru, you've been having a hard time, haven't you?"

"But those who work hard aren't necessarily right. Besides, I'm not your enemy. Why do you want to be a sorcerer? Is it because you have nothing else to do?"

"That's not a big deal... If you have a wish you want to fulfill, I can help you."

After a moment's silence, Mechamaru posed the question: "After seeing what I look like, will you still be willing to help me fulfill my wish?"

"Do you think I care about my appearance? I'm a panda."

Hearing the question, Panda laughed out loud, then turned around and walked towards the other side where the battle was still going on: "Ghana, let me visit you next time."

Among the students at the Tokyo school, Panda has always been the one responsible for comforting everyone, and he has never really been angry.

After all, in many ways, he could be considered the 'child' of Ye Moth's righteous path. How could a child raised by such a father be bad?

At the same time, on another battlefield, the gap between Zenin Maki and Miwa Kasumi was even greater than this.

But at the moment when the two of them came into contact with each other, Kasumi Miwa, who was only holding an ordinary samurai sword, was chopped back by Maki Zenin who was holding two swords. Her only special move, [Simple Field], was easily broken by the Nodachi.

So anyone who fights with such a long sword is simply breaking the rules!

But the gap between the two is not only in skills, but also in weapons——

Click——!

As Zenin Maki raised her nodachi high and slashed it hard, the sword that had accompanied Miwa Kasumi in her battles for half her life was broken.

"Ah...ah?"

Upon seeing this scene, Sanlun Xia instantly lost all her fighting spirit. Her eyes shifted pitifully between the hilt of the sword in her hand and the broken blade on the ground, her face full of tears.

As an ordinary student in a technical high school, she was not qualified to possess those powerful spell tools.

As someone who was still struggling on the poverty line in real life, she couldn't afford the high cost of the curse tools.

This samurai sword was a fine piece of art among the ordinary swords she had bought at great expense a long time ago, and it was only after years of use that it barely acquired the properties of a cursed weapon.

But now...

Her only weapon, her only cursed tool was broken, just like that!

What’s the difference between this and a worker spending more than ten years to buy a house that is suddenly smashed to pieces by Ultraman?

Without the assistance of cursed tools, she might not even be able to defeat a third-level cursed spirit, let alone complete the commission.

It’s over, her life is over!!!

"It's just a broken sword, is it necessary to be so distressed?"

Zenin Maki put the nodachi back on her shoulder. She couldn't understand why Miwa Kasumi had such a big emotional reaction.

In fact, earlier on, although she had Gojo Satoru help to "borrow" a lot of magical tools from the Zenin family, she still cared a lot about each one of them.

Whoever wants this thing will lose it, and it will be one less thing. It is not easy to get a suitable spell tool.