the living [comprehensive]

After the boy fell asleep, the red heroic spirit jumped out of the window and appeared on the roof.

The magic power from the boy filled his body, and his body, which had long been accustomed to fighting, regained its proper strength.However, Heroic Spirit was irritated by what happened just now.

Now that there is no need to hide his mood anymore, Heroic Spirit sighed heavily, as if wanting to expel all the boredom.

The hopeless and ridiculous feelings should have been abandoned early, but I vented them to the fullest through the supposedly simple ritual of replenishing the magic.

The teenagers are ignorant of their own inner world, and still regard the relationship between each other as a simple master-slave.This is a fortunate fact, but the restlessness in my heart became more and more intense because of it.

Although everything starts again, the boy's nature remains unchanged.Those selfless, friendly behaviors that are the same as before are invisible sharp knives that stab into the depths of my heart.

However, even though the nameless fire was on the verge of erupting, when he looked into the clear eyes of the young man, he couldn't vent his anger to the other party at all.

In the final analysis, it is because of my own thoughts that cannot be erased even if I try my best to refute them.

I hope that the boy can unknowingly end the Holy Grail War and the master-slave relationship he has established with him, and he also hopes that the other party will reach out at a certain moment, and hold him tightly like before.

All of this... how ironic.

Heroic Spirit closed his steel-gray eyes, and opened them again after a while.

The icy eyes, whose color was like steel, regained their firmness, and the shake caused by a certain soft emotion that made him feel mixed completely faded away, replaced by dripping fighting spirit.

The eyes that looked up at the night sky sparkled, and the Heroic Spirit revealed his weapon.The moment the black and white blades took shape in his hands, a fierce storm swirled from under his feet, making the scarlet battle robe flutter.

At this time, that cold and stern light spot in the sky also showed its true colors along with the opponent's rapid dive.Even though the figure with its back to the moon appeared almost as a black shadow in the bright white light, the Heroic Spirit recognized who the Heroic Spirit who came to attack was effortless.

The blue soft armor close to the body shone with a soft but icy light, and the sharp spear rang out eager to kill in the silent night, and the blood-red eyes condescendingly looking down at him were full of desire for battle.

That figure was indeed Lancer.

Although being raided is something I have never experienced before, but when I am upset, it would be great if I could have a serious fight with this guy.

Facing the swiftly stabbing spear, Heroic Spirit smiled unwillingly to show weakness, and blocked the enemy's attack with his blade.

The stormy confrontation officially kicked off.

***

Here is the ocean called death.

The fire poured into the ruined city of no man, and the sand under his feet was dyed a dazzling bright red.

The dead lives appeared under the dark sky in the form of corpses and even human fragments, while the living warriors continued to wave their weapons, trying to disperse the black shadows rushing from all directions.

It's just that the strong and unyielding fighters seem to be swallowed up by the endless sea of ​​corpses and blood.

It is clear that everything in front of him cannot bear to be seen, but the young man who already knows that he is powerless to face the tragedy in front of him stubbornly refuses to close his eyes.

Can anyone... save these people?

Shirou looked around anxiously, trying to find hope, even though the hellish scene in front of him seemed hopeless.

Perhaps Shirou's strong desire was transmitted to the land he set foot on, and a ray of light from heaven shrouded it.

The huge arrow tore through the darkness, and the deadly black shadow was instantly shattered by the bright white light.The impact brought by the magic power spread like a wave in the bloody air, as if to wipe away all the remaining stale air on the earth.

It's great that these people can be saved.

But...who is it?

Shirou turned his head slightly, and looked in the direction of the arrow.

A nameless figure came from the raging flames.The other party seemed to have gone through a hard journey, the bright red of the battle robe had faded, and the scarf around his head and face was also worn out, only the steel-gray pupils were still shining brightly.

Is it... Archer?

An inexplicable sense of familiarity welled up in his heart, Shirou widened his eyes, trying to see the other person clearly.

However, when Shirou stared at the person coming, the other person seemed to be aware of his existence in a dislocated time and space.

Suddenly, a frenzied fire flashed in the cold gray pupils.When the bright light hit the young man's curious gaze, it became dumb again.

Why, the other party suddenly lost?

Could it be... did I forget something?

Shirou woke up in a daze, and turned over lightly.The soreness that followed this movement dispelled the confusion in his mind, causing him to shrink back in embarrassment.

Something like that happened between me and Archer.

Even though it's just to replenish the magic, it's really strange to be addicted to the other party's gentleness that seems to be an illusion.

After sighing a little, Shirou came back to his senses due to the fluctuation of magic power in the room.

The familiar made by Tohsaka's jewel magic invaded the room, trying to convey an important message to herself.

——Rin Tohsaka and Saber went to Ryudoji Temple not long ago.

Shirou jumped up instantly.

Shirou has always been sorry for leaving without saying goodbye in the evening, and plans to discuss with Tohsaka Rin the next day about dealing with the Caster camp.However, Tohsaka Rin's self-confidence and mobility obviously exceeded his expectations.

Unable to stop worrying about the girl, Shirou who got the news could not ignore it.He intends to accept the guidance of the familiar and rush to the opponent's place.

The moment he stepped out of the door, Shirou hesitated looking at the Command Seal on the back of his hand.

With only two Command Seals left, I should use this more carefully, right?With a powerful comrade-in-arms like Tohsaka, do I really need to bother Archer again?and……

Shirou looked at the silent night sky.There is still a breath of magic power left, as if a fierce battle belonging to the heroic spirits took place.

That guy, did he go to fight again?

Shirou sighed and almost walked out of Emiya's house like this.However, the pain in his shoulder and neck while running reminded him of the terrible memories of being strangled by the heroic spirit and biting his wound.

Realizing that everything that went out of control last night was due to his own reckless actions that put himself at risk, Shirou shrugged his shoulders.

Although Archer is very sorry to bother...but it is better to let the other party know!

***

The Heroic Spirit in the barrier sensed the order from the Master.

Realizing that the power of the contract between himself and the boy has been strengthened a lot, Heroic Spirit is relieved.After thinking about the boy's possible movements, he frowned subtly.

In front of him, spearmen with fluttering blue hair stood on the hill.The slender figure of the other party was ready to go, his eyes were burning with joy, and his whole body exuded the ferocious aura that a warrior should have.

"It seems that you have been waiting for this battle for a long time."

"I can't help it. I really can't get motivated to work for an annoying guy. However," the spearman waved his gleaming weapon, "Although I don't know what the guy ordered me to come here, but it is indeed worth fighting like this." I wish."

Then, the archers leaped high like agile beasts, and launched another attack.

The fluctuation in the eyes subsided in an instant, and the heroic spirit still faced the enemy with a cold expression, and he had already made plans to end the battle as soon as possible.

Not to be outdone, the flames of magic intertwine with each other, and the hot air was ignited by the explosion.The boundless enchantment was removed by the giver, and the last confrontation between the two heroic spirits who belonged to the present world caused the still, stagnant air to vibrate violently.

The magical sparks permeating the night finally dimmed, and the trembling air also returned to calm.

The only thing that is not calm is probably the mood of the archers.

When he found that there was no one on the bed where the boy had slept soundly, Ying Ling was so annoyed that he couldn't hold back his calm and self-possessed expression anymore.

—Rush to Liudong Temple immediately.

This is an order from a boy.

Only in his own memory, the thrilling night when the boy who was Saber's master was lured to Liudong Temple by Caster's monster became vivid in his mind.

The difference is that this time, the young man who could have stayed out of the incident, stepped into danger again because of worrying about Rin.

That kid... is always worrying.

After undergoing the mana restoration ceremony, he needs to rest quietly, but this guy has no correct understanding of his physical condition.The only good news is that the other party at least remembered to use the command spell to summon himself.But in the face of a powerful caster whose ability is not fully known to young girls, the self-knowledge of the boy is of no use at all.

It's true that I can't let go of Rin who is in danger; so, this little brat who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth just needs to entrust everything to himself.

Although there was resentment in his heart, the heroic spirit quickened his pace, wanting to rush to the boy quickly.

The combination of an excellent magician and the strongest follower will probably not be defeated in battle, but a girl who has always been confident may not fall into Caster's trap when she faces Caster's trap.

If Saber is captured by the enemy, that brat will definitely step forward, right?

Putting oneself in danger in order to save others, the other party must do it.This kind of thing doesn't need to be thought about.

However, he was also very aware of Caster's weakness.

The figure crossing the night suddenly stopped the arc across the night sky and stood on the tall building.

The Heroic Spirit, who looked down at the entire Fuyuki City from a high position, scanned everything within sight with his eagle-like eyes, and finally focused on the location of Ryudoji Temple.

***

On the other side, the boys and girls fighting side by side are indeed in trouble.

The Japanese samurai of unknown origin resolutely kept the outsiders out of the mountain gate, and their superb swordsmanship even equaled Saber.

The girl knight who was entangled in the battle could not move forward, nor could she retreat to rescue the master.As time passed, fighting spirit and anxiety rose in the knight's heart, but the leisurely and calm look of the warrior standing in the middle of the strong wind in front of him remained unchanged.

Similar to Saber who was trapped by the battle situation, Rin and Shirou, who were surrounded by numerous monsters summoned by Caster, could not escape.Monsters with weird shapes are everywhere, as if the endless shadows covering the whole world are spreading towards the center, trying to tear the prey completely apart.The witch's sneer pierced into the ears and heart of the young girl with a cold meaning, causing the already tired body to be further eroded by the cold.

Even though the girl's flame can turn some twisted and wretched creatures into ashes, it can't break through the filthy encirclement.When her consciousness slackened, she was almost dragged into the darkness by the withered arm wrapped around her ankle like a poisonous snake.Fortunately, the young man beside him cut it off quickly.

Panting in shock, the girl awkwardly expressed her praise in a teasing tone: "Miya-kun seems to have improved in combat? It was the same when you fought Rider before. I didn't expect you to last so long. Could it be, Your Heroic Spirit can't see you, did you have special training?"

"Ah, that's it." Shirou nodded, remembering the teachings of the heroic spirits, and blushed because of another thing the next second.

In fact, the soreness in my waist has not subsided, but it tends to intensify as the battle continues.The reason why he was able to continue fighting was only supported by his faith.

——I couldn't forgive Caster for absorbing magic power in a large area in Fuyuki City, causing countless people to fall into a coma.Archer must be able to understand this idea.

Huh?Why did you think of that guy again?

Driving distracting thoughts out of his mind, the boy continued to swing the sharp blade.

It is clearly a replica of the Heroic Spirit's weapon, and it is clearly so fragile that it will turn into magical particles when it collides with other weapons at first, but it seems to become more and more tough during the battle.I, who had never experienced a harsh battle before, felt more and more that this black and white double-edged sword was easy to handle, as if this should belong to me in the first place.

An unbelievably weird conjecture flashed through his mind, before Shirou had time to think about it, he was attracted by a bright white light that seemed to come from the sky.

The arrows wrapped in the cold blue magic flame shot out, setting off a bright white storm and completely splitting the dark sky.Shirou, who had seen a similar scene in a dream, quickly threw the stunned girl aside, and rolled to a safe open space together.

Behind them, Caster's monster was drawn into the bright light, cut to pieces by the invisible blade transformed into magic power, and crushed into dust.

"That's..." Rin Tohsaka asked curiously, knowing that the situation was safe, "Your Archer?"

"It should be that guy." Shirou, who was worried about the safety of the heroic spirit because of the delay in his arrival, was completely relieved at this moment.

"Oh? Not bad, your Heroic Spirit. I was still thinking about the origin of Archer who can use swords in close combat."

"This kind of thing... I don't know."

The two stood up from the ground.Saber and the samurai, who were alarmed by the incident here, also terminated the duel.

"That's it for today, Saber." Assassin stood on the steps with a flat tone, "Although I'm sorry to stop here, you have no chance of winning."

Hearing this, Rin Tohsaka bit his lower lip unwillingly, and then calmly accepted the fact that he was frustrated: "Go back, Saber. So is Emiya-san, you have worked hard."

The sudden battle ended without any risk. Shirou briefly comforted the girl, and then worried about how to walk home with his weak body and explain to the heroic spirit.

However, when the mysterious and reliable red figure flashed in front of him, Shirou realized that his distress was unnecessary.

Straightforwardly, he struck the boy hard on the back of the neck, and Heroic Spirit hugged the boy's limp body into his arms.

Just before his consciousness dissipated, Shirou vaguely heard Heroic Spirit taunting him: "If you don't knock you unconscious, you won't be able to rest in peace, Master."

After that, Shirou had a long dream.

What you see in your dreams is all that hell has.

The war born of human greed will never end, and all the beauty of the past will be reduced to scorched earth.

The lives of people who fought for the justice of their country were burned to ashes under the flames of war, and innocent children gradually died in the ruins.

The gray sky was dull and dull, and the ground underfoot was a miserable blood red.

For a moment, Shirou almost thought he had reached the end of the world.

The scene in front of me seemed to be the last struggle and destruction of a small hope.The brave men who defended their numb compatriots fought to the point of exhaustion against the shadows in front of them, while the protected ones attacked them from behind.

Powerless to fight, hope dashed.

Seeing such a scene, Shirou lowered his head in a daze.

Everything in front of me is indeed sad, but as a bystander, why do I feel suffocation and pain in my chest like my heart is being pierced?

In a trance, between the roar of the wind and the screams of the soldiers, someone whispered but firmly said: "I want... to be a guardian."

Shirou looked up in shock.

His no longer familiar Demon-Breaking Arrow came through the clouds, obliterating all the black shadows in front of him, and the white light spots that spread infinitely lit up the whole world.

That was, a great hit.

What kind of determination does the person who has the power to save the world have to accomplish such a miracle.

……and many more.

Seeing some clues on the still youthful face that only showed a corner, Shirou took a step back in shock.

He accidentally stepped into a pool of blood, and he no longer cared about the blood stains on his feet.

Heroic spirits skilled in bows and arrows;

Heroic spirits who have ideals similar to themselves;

A heroic spirit who expresses disgust at all times but expresses complex emotions that he cannot understand from time to time;

The heroic spirit that I accidentally summoned was actually...

Unexpectedly, Shirou and the other party's burning eyes looked at each other again.

——The person in front of him is himself.

The unbelievable conjecture turned out to be true.

At that moment, panic and pain filled the boy's body and mind, and even made his blood burn.

Every inch of his body was eroded by the burning pain. The young man opened his mouth, but he couldn't vent the extreme pain.

He was awakened.

Sensing that someone was holding his hand tightly, Shirou squeezed back with all his strength, like a drowning man bumping into driftwood.When he saw clearly that there was only his heroic spirit beside him, he slammed the opponent's hand away.

Seeing the boy's extreme reaction, Yingling's eyes flickered with trepidation, and then turned cold.He stared blankly at the young man sitting on the couch panting heavily.

"Archer," the boy said with difficulty after his emotions calmed down, "You are..."

"Oh? It seems that you found the clue in the dream." Heroic Ling raised his eyebrows and was not surprised by the sudden situation. "The dream about me is the inevitable result of the perfect contract. You don't have to care about it."

"I didn't say that!"

"So, Master, what do you mean?"

Shirou was dumbfounded.

He didn't know what to say in front of his ideal self and "Shiro Emiya" who had realized his ideal.Fear and longing accompanied him, making his heart agitated and it was difficult to speak.

But there is one thing that he still cares about: "Archer, do you... hate your former self?"

"Huh?" As if unable to understand the other party's words, Heroic Ling showed a surprised look, "Although you are annoying, little brat, why do you think so?"

"Because, Archer's attitude towards me has always been very bad. You hate me, Archer?"

Shirou lowered his eyes slightly, then raised his eyes to Heroic Spirit.

For the first time, he saw a complex expression of astonishment and annoyance on Heroic Spirit's face.

In the next second, he was violently pulled by Heroic Spirit.

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While thinking that it would be good to give up this hopeless emotion, while instinctively expecting Shirou's response, Black Tea said that his heart was already stuffed into the sky