Type Moon: Social Death Nickname, Starting Lady Crane

Because his skills, acquired over a long period of time, are the most suitable fighting method for Emiya Shirou.

It is impossible not to master it.

At this moment, Emiya Shirou was running to catch up with Archer because he knew his future self, which he was never supposed to know.

Ahem!

My eyeballs are going numb.

Every time he swung his sword, sparks flew everywhere, and a flash of light powerful enough to blind Emiya Shirou would fill his vision.

His strength was far inferior, and every time he launched an attack, his vision would be dyed red.

It doesn't matter if it's just like this.

The body has long been in tatters.

A mere headache was nothing compared to the iron-like pain in my ripped abdomen.

The problem is, because there are things that have not yet been elicited from him, this headache will never stop.

At this moment, Archer looked at Emiya Shirou and said to him.

Five in total? The projection replication is almost at its limit. I know your magic power very well. It looks like there should be three left. I specially showed you that, but you still haven't figured it out.

There was disappointment mixed in with the mocking words.

Misunderstand?

This kind of thing, but how can you understand it just by saying it?

Compared to now, I have to take this headache——

Coming from Archer, this—

In short, even if you understood it, I'm afraid it would be impossible to achieve it. Emiya Shirou currently doesn't have enough mana to generate. That's right, no matter what, you have no chance of winning!

Emiya Shirou's headache got worse.

On the other side, Archer raised his two swords high as if to decide the outcome, and as if to cross them into a cross, he swung the two swords down from above Emiya Shirou's head.

At the critical moment, a brand new sword was projected out, but in less than a second, the two swords used for defense shattered instantly.

My body felt numb as if it had been hit by a hammer, and the headache finally began to burn not only my eyes but also my brain.

This "thing" that gave Shirou Emiya a headache gradually flowed into Shirou Emiya's mind.

This is more terrifying than the pain.

Because that is Archer's memory.

The reason why he changed from "Emiya Shirou" to this.

Here we can see some fragments of what Shirou Emiya will experience in the future.

Whether that was right or wrong, Emiya Shirou didn't know.

Sophistry, falsehood, treachery, narcissism.

Most of what you see is stuff like that.

even so.

Even so, it doesn't seem to matter.

With vows and ideals to protect.

It doesn't matter what you lose for them.

It doesn’t matter if you are betrayed by others, as long as you are not betrayed by yourself, you will firmly believe that there will be a next time.

He never sighed, and never showed anyone that he was hurt.

In the eyes of others, he is like a machine without flesh and blood.

Because it is a convenient existence, we can use it at will.

To the people around, it just looks like a prop.

However, even machines have ideals to protect, so they accept that others treat them as convenient tools.

He fought his way through countless battlefields undefeated, never once fleeing in defeat, but was never once understood.

This ideal is not something that should be told to others.

The more people these hands fail to save and the more people they kill, the less we can talk about our ideals.

The only way left is to be stubborn and guard it to the end.

And the result

The ideals that Emiya Shirou dreamed of were never realized once.

I finally realized that it was just a fool's joke that would cause trouble to others.

He was always alone on the Hill of Swords, reveling in his victory.

At this moment, Emiya Shirou seemed to hear Archer's whisper in his ear.

"See, this is the end of that guy."

"See, this is your own end."

Shirou Emiya, who was originally full of fighting spirit, instantly became discouraged and dejected after coming into contact with this memory.

Emiya Shirou shouted to the sky.

"I won't sympathize with you!"

Emiya Shirou would not sympathize with Archer, however.

When I think about having to walk this road with these two feet in the future, I feel like something is missing.

Therefore, this life is meaningless.

Something I once believed in.

What you believe in.

Suddenly I felt that it was actually a daydream filled with lies...

As Emiya Shirou was immersed in the memories transmitted by Archer, the swords and halberds approached.

It wasn't a pair of swords, but a sharp-pointed sword aimed straight at Shirou Emiya's heart!

Emiya Shirou, having regained his composure in an instant, distanced himself from him.

What he held in his hand was an instant copy of the sword held by Archer!

At this moment, Emiya Shirou was trying hard to suppress the urge to vomit.

Just now, I saw, what!

Forget about him.

Forget everything you saw.

Right now, I just want to defeat him. I don't have the energy to think about anything else!

Emiya Shirou said this to himself in his heart, and Archer looked at Emiya Shirou and muttered to himself.

Did you miscalculate? I heard that by channeling a spirit, possessing a past self, you can learn past skills and magic. It seems your skills have been honed during your battle with me.

Emiya Shirou ignored Archer's words. He took a deep breath and prepared himself to take Archer's attack.

So, what I'm getting out of this isn't just projection magic. Judging from your expression, that worst expression that looks like you're about to vomit, did you see that too, Emiya Shirou?

Shirou Emiya held his breath and roared at Archer in his heart!

"Don't make me say it!"

"Don't make me recall this!"

"If I tell you what I just saw, I will...

But Archer obviously ignored Shirou Emiya, and he spoke to Shirou Emiya with sarcasm.

That makes things easier. Those are all facts, Emiya Shirou.

The red coat fluttered, Archer shortened the distance in one breath, and stabbed at Emiya Shirou with the Ikkaku sword in his hand!

Emiya Shirou once again copied the sword in Archer's hand.

However, it was destroyed with just one hit.

Because it was made in a hurry, and it was the first time the sword was projected, it was naturally far inferior to the one held by Archer!

but.

Even though Emiya Shirou was unarmed, he threw away the Ikkaku sword.

The next thing projected was the peerless sword known as the Sword of the Overlord.

Emiya Shirou jumped through four steps and instantly copied his weapon.

Of course, such a fake was crushed in one blow.

And then, the next moment, Emiya Shirou fell down.

He was deflected by Archer's attack, his back landing on the rubble.

Shirou Emiya coughed, turned his head, and found that the lower part of his body was already covered in blood.

"I just fell down, but the rubble was dyed bright red!"

"Why!"

Emiya Shirou didn't understand.

However, he just didn't realize that Shirou Emiya's body, both inside and out, seemed to be on the verge of death.

And watching this scene, Archer spoke lightly.

That's all, Emiya Shirou. You're so foolish for appearing here, knowing you can't win. A lifetime trapped in meaningless ideals, a fake without a consciousness of your own. Do you understand that this is your true self?

Archer's voice echoed everywhere.

At this moment, Emiya Shirou's body was covered with knife wounds.

Each of these wounds was so deep that one could almost reach in and pull out the bones. To be honest, I was really defeated.

Such a thing has no value in life at all. It's not others but I who believe this. The life of this man, Shirou Emiya, is worthless. Saving someone just because you want to save them is wrong. As a human being with a serious flaw, you were a fake that shouldn't exist from the very beginning.

Emiya Shirou's remaining magic power is almost zero.

Not only that, the circuit itself that allowed the magic power to flow had already been burned.

Things that were already facing destruction seemed to be completely broken.

Even so, Emiya Shirou felt that his body was telling him that he could continue fighting.

The heart was about to lose heart, but he remained strong and did not lose heart.

what

So--

We must stand up and defeat him.

It's all in vain. I'm your ideal. There's no way I can defeat you. You should have understood that from the fight just now."

Emiya Shirou ignored Archer's words and stuffed all of his remaining consciousness into the circuit.

However, this body just stood up and its nerves seemed to scream.

Among them, eight magic tricks were performed without hesitation.

projection!

In his hands were his twin swords.

Gan Jiang and Moye are famous swords named after ancient swordsmiths.

Huaaaaah, ahhhhhhh!

Amidst the roar, Emiya Shirou swung out his two swords.

Continue attacking without interruption until all remaining strength is burned out!