Type Moon: Social Death Nickname, Starting Lady Crane

“Even if it’s not possible.”

"If you keep running, one day you'll be able to get close to that place."

Emiya Shirou roared at Archer.

Then, he raised the sword in his hand.

I won't lose to you. It doesn't matter who I lose to. But I will never lose to myself!

Until the very end, I was proud of Shirou Emiya!

This is an unrealistic sword.

The body that had been slashed by the sword was covered with wounds.

His fingers were broken, his hands and feet were cracked, and he didn't even notice that his breathing had stopped long ago.

Even though he had absorbed his knowledge and reached a level where he could adapt to fighting, his posture had reverted back to that of his former youth.

It was a mediocre blow that was thrown randomly.

however.

This first blow was heavier than any other blow so far.

Archer looked at Emiya Shirou in astonishment.

Emiya Shirou's vigorous sword strikes were like a madman.

He danced the sword at a speed far beyond his imagination, making it creak.

He couldn't imagine how Shirou Emiya, who was near death, could still have such strength.

The intensity of the sword and halberd clashes was incomparable to before.

You guy!

It's too late to defend.

This blow will literally sever the head.

Deciding that he could no longer underestimate his opponent, he swung his sword.

up down left right.

Four consecutive attacks launched in one go are more than enough to cut off the limbs and tear the body apart!

However, Emiya Shirou blocked these four attacks.

The boy swung his sword recklessly.

The whole space was filled with sparks.

However, this should be the last flame displayed by a dying person.

The boy had to gasp for breath after each blow, almost falling down, and he used all his strength to stand firm before striking the next blow.

Looking at this scene, Archer was convinced.

Shirou Emiya no longer had any strength left.

This little ghost, as you can see, is already on the verge of death.

but.

Yet, why, in the hand that wields the sword, lies infinite power.

No longer conscious.

I couldn't even tell what the enemy was doing, nor could I tell whether the sword I swung was effective.

The muscles screamed in search of oxygen, and the insufficient blood was telling them to stop moving.

Suppress all of this forcefully.

There was only one thought left in my mind.

He could no longer hear what the enemy was saying.

Becoming a partner of justice is absolutely not a mistake!

There is only this sentence in my mind.

Even if Emiya Shirou is a fake, this must be true.

I hope everyone can be happy.

This kind of feeling must be the ideal that everyone yearns for.

So I will never back down.

Because of this dream, absolutely.

Absolutely, there is no mistake!

The straightforward gaze made Archer seem a little dazed.

In a trance, Archer saw Emiya Shirou's attack with a determination that made him want to spit blood.

Just by seeing this blow being struck, Archer made a judgment in his heart.

This attack should be able to catch up with the defense.

However, the attack that should have been defended was not defended.

The battle was over easily.

Snap! Archer heard the sound of a blade piercing his chest.

This was a strike by Emiya Shirou filled with determination to defeat the enemy.

Then the enemy should be killed.

That’s what Emiya Shirou thought. Nothing unexpected would happen. After he made up his mind, victory was a matter of course!!!

Therefore, the accident belongs only to Archer.

It was truly incredible that he hadn't been able to deflect a blow that was so easily deflected.

The body was about to fall, supported only by the right foot, the only leg that could still move freely.

The sword in Emiya Shirou's hand did pierce through Archer's chest.

Archer, why

Saber, still fighting at the entrance to the hall, asked this.

Archer did not answer.

Does he feel there is no need to answer, or does he himself not have the answer?

Well

Archer felt the tips of his fingers go numb.

The broken fingers were telling it that it no longer wanted to hold the sword.

The red knight remained motionless.

Even though he was stabbed in the chest, since he's a Servant, he should still be able to fight back.

However, he dropped his hands and showed no intention of moving.

What this means should be clear without further explanation.

I win, Archer.

Emiya Shirou stared at Archer intently, declaring his victory.

The Red Knight closed his eyes and whispered.

At the same time, my defeat

It's like talking to yourself.

Emiya Shirou drew his sword.

The moment the projected sword touched the air, it fell apart with a loud noise, as if telling others that it was originally like that.

Ah, well

All the sense of urgency vanished, and Emiya Shirou finally turned around and became aware of his body.

call

It's really miserable.

The cut parts seemed to have begun to heal, and all parts of the body turned red and black.

During the battle, Archer seemed to say that this was given by Saber's scabbard, but according to what standard did it work?

The cuts healed quickly, but the broken bones seemed to remain for later.

Sudden.

From the west side of the hall, in the corridor where Lancer disappeared, hurried footsteps were heard.

somebody is coming.

As soon as the guy reached the second-floor balcony, he jumped into the hall without hesitation.

Shirou, are you okay?

Hey, Archer, what's wrong with you?

Toosaka Rin came in a hurry and spoke in a hurry as expected.

As promised, Lancer seemed to have rescued Tousaka.

However, to be honest, Shirou Emiya was a little surprised to see Rin Tousaka so lively.

Whether she wanted to confirm whether Emiya Shirou was safe or was angry about Archer's injury, Emiya Shirou couldn't tell.

Really, I was so naive. If she had been a little more ruthless, I wouldn't have changed back to my old self.

Although it was sarcastic, the words were full of warmth.

The red knight looked at Tousaka in the distance, took a step, and began to turn back as if to retreat.

Regardless, it's a solution. Now that I've acknowledged you, Emiya, the hero, can't stay here any longer. Loser, retreat early.

At the very end, Archer said goodbye to Rin Tohsaka.

The wound on his chest was deep, and since he had terminated his contract with Rin Tousaka, there was no way to save him.

He will disappear here, and once again, return to that unchanging place as a heroic spirit.

He will continue to do the things that keep repeating and making him feel bored and even regretful.

297: Demon King Nobunaga

As Archer disappeared, the screen gradually went black.

The video playback ends here.

However, outside the picture, everyone was thinking deeply about the content in the picture.

All the magi and heroic spirits were pondering Archer's words.

The battles are exciting though.

However, what is even more exciting in this video is the collision of theories.

At this moment, the Fifth Holy Grail War.

Shirou Emiya looked at the scene on the screen and fell into silence.

Archer is my future self, my future self after becoming a Heroic Spirit.

At the moment, he really doesn't realize this.

However, what his future self, who would become a Heroic Spirit, told him forced Emiya Shirou to take it seriously.

If the killing continues to repeat, the survival of some people in the future will require the elimination of others.

To be honest, Emiya Shirou couldn't accept this.