(3rd Watch)

"Learn, learn, learn, learn?!! Why, why is the senior sister here?" Sweat flowed down his forehead desperately, and his calmness when facing Shinhisa Tono and Roya before was long gone, and he couldn't care about his blue face, Emiya Shirou forced a calm smile and turned back to greet Hier.

No! At this time, the senior sister should be in class! The hallucination must be because I am too nervous to hallucinate and calm down, how can I lose to the mere hallucination! Take a deep breath first

"I always feel like you're thinking about something rude, it's really incomprehensible, can you tell me what are you thinking? Shirou-kun. A crossroads appeared on Hier's head, although she still had a smile on her face, but even everyone in the Tono family who had just arrived could see a black aura emanating from Hierre's body, and the strong momentum only took a second to scare the three little Loli away, who were hiding in the corner and trembling.

Not only is the tone and expression full of resemblance to the senior sister, but even the momentum is like the senior sister, I didn't expect that a mere illusion can have such a progression, it really deserves to be my hallucination! Then I am also in pain!!!!

Suddenly, he was forced to pull himself out of his inner world by the impact of pain, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that Shiel had walked in front of him at some point, and his hands were pulling his face hard.

"Pain, pain, pain!! Surrender, surrender privately!" Unable to stand the ravages of Shier, Emiya Shirou raised his hands and looked at Shierle with tears in his eyes, and at that moment, he actually caused psychological pressure on Shier, who had been through a hundred battles and his heart was like water, and the destructive power was amazing!

"Ahem, you haven't answered me yet, Shirou-kun. Why is Shirou-kun here?" Coughing a few times to hide the wavering in his heart, Hierre looked at Emiya Shirou with questioning eyes, and looked like "I'll give you a good look without explanation".

"Say, say, talk about learning, shouldn't you be in class? Could it be that you, sister, are you?"

"My class left class early because of the teacher's early departure, and don't change the topic for me! Didn't Shirou-kun receive an imperial decree to recuperate in the hospital? Why did I see Shirou-kun here?" Shirou put his face in front of Shirou Emiya in dissatisfaction, and Mei's eyes widened as he stared at the guy in front of him who had escaped from the hospital without permission.

"There is actually a deep reason for this, and I'm afraid that I can't tell it for a while" Seeing that Xier's pretty face was getting closer and closer, the faint fragrance on the other party's body got into Emiya Shirou's nose, and his face was red and feverish, Emiya Shirou turned his head to the side embarrassedly. Although the posture of the two of them was extremely ambiguous in the eyes of others, because Emiya Shirou involuntarily imagined in his heart that Hier had told them about his escape from the hospital, he was now terrified while smelling the girl's body fragrance, which could be described as painful and happy.

"Shirou-kun? Look at other people's faces when they speak" Reaching out and twisting Emiya Shirou's ears and forcibly turning his head back, Hierre's narrowed eyes began to exude an unfriendly look, obviously because of Emiya Shirou's non-cooperation, Hiyer is now on the verge of anger.

"No, actually, Senior Sister! Danger!!" There was a throbbing in his heart, meaning that his heart was reminding him that he was in danger, and before he had time to say more, Emiya Shirou pulled Shirou behind him and blocked her in front of her with his body.

"Shirou-kun?" Suddenly, he was vigorously pulled behind by Emiya Shirou, and Shier couldn't react for a while, and looked at Emiya Shirou blankly. However, being the top surrogate in the Templar Church was not in vain, although it was the first time that she was distracted by such intimate contact with a man (holding her wrist and pulling her behind her), the next moment the sense of crisis had caused Sheyer to return to surrogate mode.

The furious magic crushed the surrounding air and turned it into a vacuum, and the dark purple electric solitary crackling, the stunt that Luo Ya was proud of, intertwined with countless spells, like a small sun, was approaching the two of Enomiya Shirou.

"Crane wings, owe no." The wind was so strong that it felt as if it was going to suffocate. The black and white swords were already clenched in his hands, and while chanting the inscriptions, the cooling of all the magic circuits was lifted, and the huge magic power frantically poured into the twin swords, and the cracked hands bloomed with bright red blood flowers, adding one blood plum after another to the moon-white kimono.

Ignoring the pain, he swung forward with all his might, and the general-Mo Xie came out, just like the inscription said, drawing a beautiful cross in the air like a crane's wing, and the two swords overlapped and used a moment to resist the surface of the electric ball, forcibly stopping the advance of the electric ball.

There is not enough magic Zhang Dun to fight a pure defensive battle, to attack as a defense, to delay time with a treasure, this is the only way that Emiya Shirou came up with at the last moment, the cadre-Mo Ye has reached the C+ level of the treasure after he has strengthened it, and it is also an A+ level magic when converted into power, although the opponent's blow may be comparable to a magic strike, but he does not ask for this to offset Luo Ya's full force blow, and the real killing move is always followed.

"Strength is strong, through the mountains." The reprojected cadre, Mo Ye, emitted a dazzling light, and in the next moment, it had turned into two giant swords covered with barbs, and the original simple black and white sword body became beautiful and mighty, daunting but attracting the attention of others.

"This is how Shirou-kun fights?" Even though he was constantly wary that he should not be distracted as a substitute, Shirou was still stunned and couldn't extricate himself from Shirou Emiya. Unlike Erquit, who relies on his natural strength and uses the firepower of the Seventh Holy Codex, he is different from himself, moves, artistic conception, and use?? When they have reached the highest level, the plain and skilled moves can be seen in the hard work they have made, this is the sword skill that has really grown step by step in countless battlefields and finally stood out, and it is also the capital of "Emiya Shirou" who can fight in close combat as an archer.

"Sword intent, cut off the flow of water!" Skipping the step of flanking the attack, he directly used the final blow of the original crane wing trifecta, and the pre-thrown ball had been shattered in front of the ruined electric ball, the red bullet rushed forward like a meteor, and the double swords in his hand swung down towards the almost invisible dotted line with an indomitable momentum.

The flaws in the "Cracker-" move are hidden in its depths, and for ordinary people, it can be called a perfect blow, worthy of Michael? Roya? Fadan Yang's stunt, the blade of the sword was stalemate with the surface of the electric ball when he cut in.

"Hmph" The move in front of him obviously surpassed the level that he could see with his current strength, forcibly focusing on the almost invisible dots and lines to make him have a splitting headache, coupled with activating all the magic circuits without replying, Emiya Shirou felt as if his whole person was about to burst from the inside from top to bottom. The pain is incomparable, if it was him (the second generation) before, he would have already screamed loudly to distract the pain, but this Emiya Shirou is no longer the other Emiya Shirou, and the loud hissing may distract you a little, but at the same time, it will also make you lose your cool. Losing his cool on the battlefield is almost equated with death, so in the face of pain that is enough to make ordinary people crazy, Emiya Shirou only snorted coldly, and increased his strength in his hand to slash into the electric ball.

"Impossible! In my cognition, even the twenty-seven ancestors of the Dead Apostles may not be able to take this blow to the monster, you monster !!" Seeing that his strongest blow was actually taken by a ten-year-old child, and his sanity, which had finally been regained, collapsed invisibly, Roya screamed hysterically with fear on his face.

"Boom—" Finally, the black-and-white blade slashed into the ball of electricity, "killing" the form-maintaining technique under the eyes of the demon of direct death, and the thunder and lightning elemental that had lost its support scattered in the air with a tyrannical aura.

"This is the second time to shoot at someone who values private in front of him, and this is also the last time" Luo Ya, who was looking around, suddenly felt a cold on his neck, reached out and touched the blood, and a voice like a magic sound sounded in his ears to him.

"In the end, I don't deny that you called me a monster, anyway, I am already at the level of "non-human", and it is not important to say goodbye to another title, Roya." The voice became more and more indistinct, and Luo Ya turned his head in horror, only to see Emiya Shirou in a bright red trench coat standing next to him, and the long knife projected out of his hand was stained with a trace of blood at some point