“I’m telling you guys, it’s too early to give up,” Leonardo da Vinci said with a smile, looking at the screen. “Don’t forget that he’s a sword-boned creature.”

"That's right!!" Mashu's eyes lit up immediately upon hearing this, but then she looked puzzled: "But, what's the use of this?"

“If it were an ordinary person, they would have died instantly from that attack, but he is different.” Da Vinci held up a finger with a serious expression: “He can hold on for a while before he dies.”

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Thank you so much for your hellish joke, Leonardo da Vinci!

Fantasy Carnival World

Having finally escaped Uncle B's dragging, Dog Bro, covered in dust and dirt, crouched in the corner, staring in shock at the scene: "This... could it be a Stand of the same type as mine?"

Yesterday I was stabbed in the heart by my other self, and today I'm being hammered by Berserker...

This somewhat turbulent and tortuous experience shows that Shirou in that world truly had a lot of misfortunes.

In just two short days, I've experienced what feels like death twice. I can only say, I'm not alone in this...

After Illya left, Rin stared in despair at Shirou lying on the ground, his eyes wide open as if he had been dead for some time, and completely broke down.

"What are you thinking?! Honestly, you're not helpful at all, yet you..."

[The next day—]

[Emiya Kiritsugu gazed silently at the bright moon in the sky: "When I was little, I wanted to be a messenger of justice."]

At that time, Shirou didn't understand what this meant: "Have you given up?"

Kiritsugu Emiya said with a sigh of relief, "Yes, it's a pity. Heroes have a time limit; it's difficult to call yourself a hero after you've grown up."

Looking at his father's haggard face, Shirou made a decision: "If that's the case, then I will fulfill my father's dream."

【…】

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!" Shirou woke up with a start, looking down at his waist, which was covered in bandages, still seemingly confused about what was happening.

It wasn't until brushing my teeth that I noticed the water I spat out contained traces of blood: "What's going on?"

"Hmm, that's obviously bleeding gums. You've been a bit feverish lately, young man! I suggest you drink more herbal tea to cool down!"

"It seems that Shirou will experience the curse of inheriting ideals no matter which world he is in. The only special thing is that in the world of Emiya, he inherits the title of 'the cook of justice'."

Seeing Shirou suddenly become lively and energetic again, the people from other worlds were almost speechless with astonishment. How could he survive being attacked by a Servant? Did he have a built-in resurrection armor?

Miraculous doctor! Doctor, your hands can bring the dead back to life!

Who says Rin is unreliable? Isn't this a medical miracle that was born from her hands?!

Gintama World

Shinpachi's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, his speechless lips twitching: "Are you kidding me? This can be saved?!"

It's not that there's anything wrong with rescuing them, but he felt that in that world, as long as the head wasn't severed, all injuries were merely fatal.

"What's the big deal, Shinpachi?" Gintoki stared blankly, picking his nose listlessly. "It must be that...that..."

"A frequently used and essential item in comic books—bandages!"

As long as it's there, no matter how serious the injury or how much damage was sustained before collapsing, as long as the camera pans to the bandage, everything will be alright!

The main character can be as lively and energetic as ever as if nothing happened, even with bandages wrapped around their body, just like Luffy...

"You've watched Jump for so many years and this is all you've seen? You idiot with curly hair." Shinpachi retorted speechlessly. What kind of common sense is this?

Gintoki looked at Shinpachi with a serious expression and continued in a heavy tone, "Most importantly, we at Gintama also use this bandage law..."

So don't complain about how quickly Shirou recovered; didn't you see the magical bandage wrapped around his waist? It's no wonder he's jumping around like a madman.

Chapter 1126 Knights do not die of hunger; hunger is the enemy! So is luxury!

"Huh? Why am I still alive?"

Recalling the events of the previous night, Shirou was quite puzzled as to why he was still alive. Rin provided a very professional explanation.

"That's your body healing itself. Saber seems to have a natural healing ability; perhaps that's why that ability flowed into your body."

After seeing Rin off, Shirou found Saber meditating with her eyes closed inside the dojo.

Although he was seriously injured last night, he doesn't seem to be in any major danger now.

"Saber has a kind of natural healing ability? My lady, your professional explanation sounds a bit...unprofessional."

"Why should Rin work as a maid? She could make a fortune running a surgical hospital. Saber was so badly injured yesterday, but she's already fine after just one night."

No one believed Rin Tohsaka's professional explanations at all; she was often the one most likely to mess things up when she seemed most reliable...

Most importantly, if Saber truly possesses similar healing abilities, then there would be no need to fight the previously encountered Black Saber!

The basic attack is a magic cannon (high attack), and the magic resistance attack is A (high defense). If you add healing ability to that...

Haha, let's put it this way, it's impossible to play without nerfing it. You can't even dodge attacks, so what is Emiya-sama supposed to use to fight?

[Then Saber solemnly reminded Shirou that as his Master, he must prioritize his own safety and not act recklessly as he did the previous night.]

Shirou reflexively retorted, "Do you need a reason to help a girl?"

After a heartfelt conversation, the two gained a deeper understanding of each other, and their relationship was no longer as strained as it had been at the beginning.

【Gurgle~】

Suddenly, Shirou's stomach growled, and Saber's expression immediately turned serious: "Hunger is the enemy. Let's go eat, Shirou!"

"Eh... um." Shirou was almost caught off guard by Saber's sudden change in attitude and instinctively followed her outside.

[It wasn't until halfway there that Shirou came to his senses: "Oh, right... is it okay to have Japanese food for breakfast?"]

"Sure, anything edible is fine." The Saber King, now exuding a fierce aura, seemed to be heading to battle: "Luxury is the enemy!"

Even Shirou felt a pang of embarrassment at this: "There are so many enemies."

"Hahaha, as a poor, ruthless knight king, isn't it normal to have a lot of enemies? So, is your wallet still full?"

"If I remember correctly, this move is the legendary magic of Great Britain, Artoria, dinner's served! After all, knights don't die on an empty stomach..."

Seeing the serious-looking Saber about to run off to eat, everyone's lips twitched, their faces full of black lines. "Did you wander into the wrong show? The Emiya fans are next door, you idiot!"

Thankfully it's not winter yet. If even the "British Furnace" (a metaphor for the destruction of Britain) had appeared, then this Holy Grail War might as well be surrendered.

Grand Carnival World

"Stop—" Upon seeing this scene, the Knights of the Round Table, who had been leading the Knights of the Round Table in a frantic search for Archer due to Saber's injury, immediately stopped in their tracks.

This stop had a serious impact; the knights behind them nearly fell over like dominoes.

Tristan stared at the empty corridor ahead, his face full of confusion: "How sad, Gao Wenqing. Did you discover Red A's whereabouts?"

“No, not at all.” Knight Gawain shook his head, then gave a gentle smile. “It’s just that when it comes to cooking, I’m actually quite confident in my mashed potatoes!”

"..."

“That’s truly sad, Lord Gawain…” Tristan vaguely remembered that the king had complained about how bad it tasted. Didn’t Knight Gawain know that?

"Therefore, I would like to suspend the search operation and first offer the King a daily serving of my carefully prepared mashed potato version 4.2 dish!"

Gawain's confidence stemmed from the fact that every time the King saw this sumptuous meal, he would silently pick up a spoon, his fingers trembling with "excitement."

"Wait, Knight Gawain—" Lancelot's expression changed drastically as he suddenly realized the crucial point: "You said one serving per day!!!"

Knight Gawain looked at the two of them with a puzzled expression: "Yeah, what's wrong?"

Lancelot covered his face with his hands, tilting his head back slightly to stop the tears from falling: "It's nothing, I'm just so sad..."

Even the usually stern-faced Agguwen slammed his fist against the wall with a heavy expression: "How sad!"

Your Majesty, you have truly suffered...

It seems we can put Shirou's matter aside for now; the biggest problem is this guy! The Knights of the Round Table's eyes turned bloodshot as they stared at Gawain with ill intent.

The following night, after discovering that Saber had spent the entire day sleeping in her room, Shirou finally couldn't resist dragging her out for dinner.

"Although it's a bit late, let me introduce you. This girl is called Saber, and she'll be staying here for a while."

[Looking at the beautiful blonde girl before them, both Fujimura Taiga and Sakura were stunned, frozen in place. Wait, who is this?]

“From now on, Saber will be eating with us too, and each person will get six meatballs.”

"I want to eat 8 of them!!!"

"Shirou!!" Tora Fuyuki couldn't hold back any longer, slamming his fist on the table and standing up instantly: "How could you bring a foreign girl like this to stay here? This isn't a hotel!"

"Where did this girl come from?" (Read thrilling novels on Feilu Novel Network!)

"A distant relative's child," Shirou explained to Sakura and Taiga, his forehead beaded with sweat. "I don't know exactly, but they've come to stay with my dad."

Sakura was almost in tears: "It's definitely a lie."

"Who would believe such nonsense!" Tora Fuyuki wasn't so easily fooled: "Besides, how could Kiritsugu know someone from a foreign country... Tell me, what are you here for?"

Although Saber was somewhat confused about the situation, she calmly went along with Shirou's excuse, stating that she was simply following Kiritsugu's orders to protect Shirou with all her might.

This made Fuyuki no Tora feel that his guardianship was being threatened, so he immediately stood up and patted the muscles in his arms: "That depends on how much you're made of!!"

So he skipped his meal and led the others to the dojo. Fuyuki no Tora, holding a bamboo sword, stared intently at Saber before him.

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