““I－am－the－bone－of－my－sword””

The spell of the enchantment, in a state of absolute synchronization, was spit out separately in the mouths of the two people.

The magic power of the extreme, meeting in mid-air, and then repelling each other, like the sound of broken glass, the sound of atmospheric friction sounded without interruption.

““Steel－is－my－body－and－fire－is－my－blood””

The memories that have been sleeping for a long time gradually come to my heart in the unhurried chanting.

How long has it been since those bloody years?

““I－have－created－over－a－thousand－blades””

Because of the collapse of the world and re-entering the world, all the time, in order to protect the most important people in this Holy Grail War, a trace of suspense, towards a stronger self, and then, in the process, many irreplaceable bonds have been formed.

The current state of mind is different.

Even with the memory of blood that I don't want to remember, for the past few years, the skill has been hidden deep in the deepest part of the body.

The life in front of me is ideal enough.

There is no need to recall.

Such thoughts have been swirling in my mind more than once. The crimson figure is obviously far from his current self.

““Unknown－to－death,nonknown－to－life””

The memories of the past are turned into countless fragments and reproduced in my mind.

Blazing blood, rushing and flowing in the body.

That, compared to the fighting spirit of yesterday's fight against Lancer, it was a completely different feeling

I miss it even more, and it's more in line with the body's instincts.

““Have－withstood－pain－to－creat－many－weapons””

Even if the mood is different.

It is impossible to forget the years that have truly existed. It's a skill that has been mastered for a while, and it's just a matter of trying to get it back again.

The function was activated for the first time in a long time, and the long-closed iron yard sounded like a cheering bell.

““Yet－those－hands－will－never－hold－anythings””

Once upon a time, he was so weak that he even had to hide under the protection of girls

Once upon a time, he was incompetent, watching the most important people turn into ashes in front of his eyes

And then, finally, in the present, came to this moment, but it seemed incomparably long.

““Soas－i－pray””

The magic in the atmosphere is condensed to the apex, the space is torn apart, and the collapse of the world is imminent.

The magic that rewrites the world is second only to the great miracle under the law.

This is what the Valhalla Palace once had!

""Unlimited-Blade-Works!!!!""

The last verse of the incantation is spit out of both mouths at the same time.

In an instant, sparks fly! The orange flames rushed on the ground, as if they were about to draw an enchantment, and the crimson world was already unfolding in front of the eyes of the two of them!

"Huh? What, isn't this exactly the same situation as mine?" Stepping on the scorched land and being in the infinite tomb of the sword, Archer's mood seemed to recover somewhat, but his dislike for Emiya Shirou did not change at all, "It's really my prototype, it's disgustingly similar." ”

"I'm sorry to make you feel sick."

Without a half-point sneer, Emiya Shirou echoed Archer.

His eyes were lowered, and although he had not yet reached the point of self-blame, a trace of guilt flashed in Emiya Shirou's eyes.

From the moment he entered the tombstone of the sword, the kimono and robe on Emiya Shirou's body had disappeared, replaced by the sacred cloth that he had not worn for many years.

Standing at the height of Archer, from a distance, there was almost no difference between their faces, hair color, pupils, clothes, and their bodies, except for the breasts and skirts that accentuated their gender.

Mother and daughter? Sibling? No, even if someone sees this scene here, I'm afraid they will never think like this.

It's like a doppelganger, but it's really it! From the moment they stood here, the figures of Emiya Shirou and Archer had overlapped infinitely.

"Cheap sympathy is spared"

With a slender foot, two weapons of different shapes flew into the air. Precisely grasped in his hand, Archer's figure rushed forward, and the blade in his hand had mercilessly slashed towards Emiya Shirou in front of him.

"Let's see the real chapter under your hands!"

The disparity in strength is no longer a problem.

Or rather, as early as when the arrow was first fired, I didn't think I would be able to get out of it.

The matter of the Holy Grail War has long been forgotten.

Igniting himself until it turned into ashes, he had never thought about his life anyway, and he could hurt this hateful creature with the idea of burning such jade, Archer's hands were like a mad man, and he rained down a storm on Emiya Shirou.

Abandoning defense, every blow he threw contained a power that was completely inconsistent with that slender arm.

“”

On the other hand, unlike the-for-tat confrontation with Lancer yesterday, in the midst of Archer's stormy attack, Emiya Shirou was absolutely on the defensive.

From the moment he entered this place, he had already put away the Tiancong Cloud on his back, and he only picked up an unknown long sword on the ground casually in his hand, and against Archer's constantly attacking double swords, Emiya Shirou always calmly saw the momentum of the attack, and then cleverly set up the weapon from the side.

Do not use your own strength, do not hurt the enemy.

Singled out a heroic spirit at the apex of mystery with such a principle of tying hands and feet, it was like committing suicide, but Emiya Shirou chose such a brain-dead approach.

If his opponent was Saber, who was known for his swordsmanship, perhaps he would have chopped off his entire arm by now.

It's just that

owes so much to the other party, how can he do it?

P.S.1: Tomorrow is the official start of school, and the number of updates will have to be lowered. As I said before, if there are no accidents, there will be two changes per week, and maybe there will be three changes. Above~