Chapter 43: The War

Zhao Mian was almost certain that Emiya Shirou didn't think of anything in his mind at this time, it could almost be said that it was instinctive, and he met Zhao Mian from behind, and the black and white double swords in his hands were slightly different from ARCHER's attacks, blocking ARCHER's attack - and then the double swords shattered into a sky of magic in the next moment.

At that moment, Shirou's face was a little stunned, but it didn't leave much time on his face, and he was knocked out by Archer and projected a black and white double blade in mid-air, and then immediately met it again after landing on the ground.

The blade in the hand broke, shattered, then reconstructed, cracked again, and reconstructed. The battlefield has been repeating such a scene, compared to ARCHER Shirou, who is too young and too young, is obviously not so familiar with the technology on the projection, obviously the same sword, even if the appearance is different, but it has still become a flying residue - but among them, the growth of Emiya Shirou is also extremely obvious, from the beginning of ARCHER to shatter with one blow, just an item with an appearance, and now it has begun to gradually be able to compete with ARCHER for a period of time. This may be a rapid progress, but it doesn't prove that Emiya has an amazing talent in this area, and there are other reasons for this.

-- This is a battle between himself and himself, compared to the fledgling Emiya, ARCHER has already achieved his own life, and the double blade in his hand is the most suitable weapon for himself, and on that it is based on the experience and lessons of ARCHER's life, and Emiya is quickly absorbing the knowledge therein.

INSTEAD OF DIRECTLY KILLING THE EMIYA AS SOON AS HE CAME UP, NOR DID HE USE A POWERFUL ATTACK TO DIRECTLY KILL EMIYA AT THE BEGINNING, ARCHER'S ATTACK CAN BE SAID TO BE EXTREMELY GENTLE. ARCHER SHOOK HIS HEAD, ARCHER DIDN'T KNOW THAT EVEN IF HE KILLED EMIYA SHIROU IN THIS TIME AND SPACE, HE WOULDN'T BE ABLE TO BE SAVED, HE MIGHT JUST BE LOOKING FOR HIS OWN DESTRUCTION, AND THEN HOPING THAT THE OTHER SELVES WOULD NOT GO THE SAME WAY AS HIMSELF. What is happening here is not so much a fierce confrontation between oneself and oneself as it is a teaching of one's future self to one's past self - the teaching of a soul who has regretted it to a soul who has just started.

“ARCHER…… I guess I'm going to lose. Sighing slightly, his body hid behind Zhao Mian, avoiding the strong wind, Tosaka poked his head out to look at the battle situation that was gradually leveling off, and said.

"See?" Zhao Mian glanced back at her and nodded quietly, "That's right, if ARCHER goes on like this, the final defeat is just expected." But that was the fate he was looking forward to, and it was also his own choice, his own final ending. ”

Tosaka behind her didn't respond, and Zhao Mian didn't look back at her current expression, presumably she didn't expect her current expression to be seen by others, but Zhao Mian could feel the trembling of Tosaka Rin's hands behind her—she knocked on Zhao Mian's back with a "bang!", and the voice was accompanied by sporadic sentences that might exist, floating away in this night," ...... Two ......"

"Sonorous!" AGAIN, THE BLACK AND WHITE BLADE IN EMIYA'S HAND WAS SHATTERED, BUT AFTER THIS SMASH, HE DIDN'T IMMEDIATELY RUSH TOWARDS ARCHER AGAIN, NOT BECAUSE HE DIDN'T WANT TO FIGHT AGAIN, NOR BECAUSE OF THE NONSENSE OF LACK OF MAGIC POWER, BUT-

"Ahh The lost dog, two fakes, an iron turtle...... These members alone are enough to put on a jubilant farce, bastards, do you dare to hide from this king for such a grand show here?!!!" From the sky, a golden figure appeared there with an arrogant voice, and beside him, with a slight ripple, a sharp blade with a handle emerged one by one, and then pierced straight down, covering the entire Eigong mansion.

"The light of holiness shelters us. "Like a rain of arrows when the two armies were fighting, all kinds of weapons were scattered towards the ground, but in the midst of this violent sound of breaking the air, a voice came out clearly, and then, a little holy light gathered in the palace mansion, blocking the fall of the countless treasures.

"Hero King!" The clash between the Noble Phantasm and the Light had not yet stopped, but an angry voice had already reached the ears of the Golden King. From the flames of the explosion, a warrior surrounded by light suddenly burst into front of the Hero King. "Hum. "Warhammer wielding.

"Whew!" just casually pulled out a sharp blade from the treasure house behind him, and blocked the opponent's attack without care, and the smile on the Hero King's face was still obvious - and arrogant.

The clash of metals sparkled sporadically into the darkness of the night, and unlike the arrogant smiling king, the solemn knight could not see his face—but in the crack of the helmet, a pair of angry eyes told the hero king's mood.

After a stalemate for a while, Zhao Mian, who could not fly, fell back to the ground. BEHIND HIM, THERE WAS A RUIN - JUST PROTECTING A FEW MASTERS WAS A DRAIN ON HIM, AFTER ALL, HE WASN'T GOOD AT METICULOUS MANIPULATION. But the destruction of the house was not the source of Zhao Mian's anger, this anger came from another situation - the Hero King carried out a large-scale blow, this range was not only in the Wei Gong Mansion, but even spread to other places, just within Zhao Mian's eye, there were four houses that were on fire, and the sound of collapse was endless.

"Such wanton and reckless behavior, arrogance and recklessness!I will be punished!" The anger was mixed with holy light, illuminating the entire Emiya Mansion at this moment, and in the wrapping of the holy light, Rin Tosaka keenly found that the magic from the world was expelled at this moment, as if at this moment, only these not dazzling lights were left in the entire Emiya Mansion.

"Ha! It's just an iron turtle that can only lie on the ground, do you really think you can fight me!" With a slight flick of his hand, the long sword held in the Hero King's hand shot straight down, deeply inserting into the soil in front of Zhao Mian.

Zhao Mian gave only one reply to such a contemptuous response—he stepped forward, and then stepped the long sword into the dirt with one kick.

"Okay!ha!That's great!" There is no doubt that this kind of action deeply stirred the nerves of the hero king, he looked at Zhao Mian on the ground with cold eyes, and the eyes between the two people finally had the same place, and anger burned in it, "I thought that your iron turtle was quite interesting, and I planned to let you witness the holy grail of this king, but since you regard this king's grace as nothing, then disappear here!" The golden king pulled out the sword pillar from behind him, as if it contained his confidence, he puffed up his chest proudly, the sword pillar in his hand was stained with a little red light at this moment, and the magic condensed on it, "Enuma-"

Then, there is no then. This thing actually dared to use this kind of skill with a spell before casting in front of a paladin, and dared to use it a second time - this is simply death, almost at the moment when the sword pillar appeared, Zhao Mian was already fully prepared, the moment the hero king turned around, the two looked at each other, and a holy light exploded in Zhao Mian's eyes, and the many thoughts that flashed in that moment could not affect a battle-hardened warrior for too long, but just a moment of stunned was enough to change the situation on the battlefield. Because in the next moment, Zhao Mian had already appeared in front of the Hero King, and in his hand, the sledgehammer burning with white flames seemed to reflect the anger in his eyes, giving the arrogant guy in front of him a full lesson.

"Bang. Two voices echoed above the silent ruins, the Hero King clutched his shoulders and stood up from the clearing, and Zhao Mian emerged from the flames.

"Tsk, there are really two pieces of chop. The Golden King straightened up, his right shoulder quickly repaired in a blur of flesh and blood, and soon he let go of his left hand that was covering his shoulder.

The flames of war slowly subsided at this moment, and the night breeze swept across Sakura's face with a little spark. It was no longer possible to stay in the room, and the fuse of the battle with the glittering magic light ignited the fuse of the battle, and by the way, it ignited everything that could be ignited in the room, and under the protection of the holy light, the girl who was still asleep rushed out of the room, and what appeared in front of her was a dream-like scene-

What does Zhao Mian usually feel like to other people? An elderly man who is easy to talk? A brother who will take care of everything behind you? A silent person who is always silent and does his own thing when you don't know it? Maybe it's all of the above. Of course, if you add some specific characters to this, you may also come up with special words such as 'stupid', 'reckless', 'mobile wallet', and so on. But no matter how peaceful the impression Zhao Mian usually gives to others - even kind, Sakura, who has lost her magic power, will not be as arrogant as her sister Rin Tosaka, she is always very careful, and this caution can even be said to be too cautious, just like a nurse dealing with fierce beasts in a zoo - Although the beasts are large animals that sell cuteness when they are full, the keepers who feed them never forget the moment when they feed the live animals in order to ensure their wildness.

-- That moment, like now.

I can't tell if it's a dream or not, I used too much magic power at that time, and under the continuous devouring of the engraved insects in my body, my mind has already fallen to the brink of collapse. What is this man saying? I don't understand, can you please speak Japanese? Why is this person angry? Now, is it because I summoned him? Why? Why do grandfathers and older brothers have such expressions...... Why is this light so warm..................

The words you want to ask - you can't confide in them, you can't do what you want to do, you can't move on them, you can't touch the wounds you want to heal. His only action is to turn his head with all his strength, but the result of this whole body is a scene that he will remember forever.

――It's exactly the same as the sky at this time.

The light pierced the sky, and all the glowing light in the starry sky was gone, it was midnight, but it was as bright as day—and then a little flame was projected from the light, and it was stained with the original fire, like ink dripping into a glass of water, and in an instant the flames that had been burning in the entire Emiya Mansion turned so clean white.

Gently, the white flames licked his sleeves, and rushing out of a room that was about to collapse with the girl in his arms was a little too far-fetched for him, and a little scar was inevitable, but these flames clung to the wound instead of the clothes and burned, and after a burst of itching, the pain felt away from him.

In the middle of this brilliance, in the middle of the flames, in the middle of the ruins—in the middle of his vision, the man stood there, exactly as he had the memory in his mind when he woke up from the operating table.

The usual peace is gone, all you can find in his eyes is boundless fury, the usual silence is gone, all you can hear from his mouth is a strange battle cry, and the usual indifference is gone, because he is now standing in the center of your sight, decorating himself with boundless light and flames, and the armor covered with subtle scars makes people involuntarily look at him.

Then, from the ruins, the man took his own steps, step by step, to the central clearing, and opposite him, the golden king raised his head again, and the hair stood on end as if it were his pride.

"Boom!" The dull sound was exceptionally clear at this moment, accompanied by the slight sound of some objects collapsing and vibrating everyone's eardrums, and at the place where the war hammer met the ground, a little bit of light gradually became sharp on the ground, and then the coat of arms of a sword that did not look gorgeous but extremely atmospheric was engraved at the feet of Zhao Mian, and at the moment it lit up, the surrounding light dimmed, and the flames gradually faded. No, the flames did not disappear, but condensed together, Zhao Mian's body seemed to be covered with grease, the flames steamed to show their existence, and a calm voice came out of the flames - just like this flame, even though there was no temperature, but it burned slowly.

"Since you are so eager for war, then I will give you war!"