"Hold me tight." Emiya said.

Jian Liuli didn't have time to think about it, and quickly hugged his hands around his waist.

Then a force grew from Emiya's body, gently holding her and clinging to his back.

A warm breath emanated from his body, as if the whole world was quiet.

Jian Liuli pressed his face against his back, and a pair of big eyes flickered in the dark night.

The twins' movements were extremely tacit, and almost at the same moment, in opposite directions, they launched an attack on the emiya.

The twin shadows gently swayed, like two ghosts blending into the night.

This reminded Jian Liuli of the similar way when they came to rescue him in the first place.

Two sword lights were like lightning, and in an instant, they had reached both sides of the palace, one aimed at his side chest, and the other at the artery in his neck.

And Jian Liuli behind him, at this time, closed his eyes tightly because of fear, and he didn't dare to imagine what would happen next.

"Here we are."

Wei Gong's heart tightened, and two sword lights intervened from the afterglow on both sides.

It seems to be uniform, but in fact it deliberately maintains the characteristic slight differences, like a well-trained soldier who sticks to his position.

The sword vibrated and emitted two extremely piercing dragon groans.

They are intertwined with each other, like undulating waves, and they work together very well.

Almost impeccable angles and speeds.

With enough intimidating sword intent and sharpness.

Piercing the air.

However, a terrible thought suddenly flashed in Emiya's brain-

The two sword lights, with the sound and speed they make, always have a feeling that something is wrong.

As the blades approached, Emiya picked up his twin swords and swung them vigorously in the direction they came from.

Two wide semicircular sword lights unfolded out of thin air.

One gold and one white, the Guardian's Leaping Sword and the Memory Female Sword.

At the two silver sword lights.

Suddenly staggered.

Wei Gong was shocked-

As before, for some reason, when their swords touched, they deflected, one high and one low.

Moreover, the sword body still emitted a rapid wind sound, one tight and one slow, forming an extremely discordant scene with the sword body advancing like light.

He could almost feel the cold sword intent coming from his neck and waist—

It was a few tenths of a second slower than he had imagined to arrive.

Damn it.

The soles of Emiya's feet moved, his feet staggered, and his upper body moved away by torsional rotation.

The two swords were held in their hands, and they swirled outward at a faster speed-

When there was a soft sound.

The sound of two sword blades resonating was stacked on top of each other.

The sword light burst out.

The three of them staggered past each other.

Emiya's body spun back, blocking the attacks of the two men at the same time with two swords.

He made a mistake with his feet and stood still on the ground.

The twins each lunged forward, then staggered five or six steps before stopping.

It's like swapping places.

It's just a little bit short.

They could almost feel the sound of the blade of the sword brushing against the flesh of Emiya's flesh just now.

……

Emiya's neck was covered with a thumb-wide blood mark, but fortunately it was only a scrape of flesh.

On the left side of the ribs, a thin slit was also broken between the black shirt.

The twins looked at Emiya coldly, their eyes filled with great doubt and fear—

The sword forger just now, the swordsmanship he used was obviously a popular sword known as the Wantong Sword Technique, and every move and style was extremely ordinary, but I don't know why, it can always play a huge role at the most critical moment.

And, at the last moment, that sudden burst of speed and adaptability-

Could it be that this is the difference in strength?

When a certain realm is reached, even the most ordinary swordsmanship will have the effect of being reborn and shattering?

……

Compared to their shock, the shock in Emiya's brain was no less than theirs.

The touch of hitting the air again just now, and the strange sound, the deflection of the sword body when it came to the exchange, the belated destructive power ......

And, Emiya recalled the scene just now.

He could clearly see that the hands of the two men holding the sword had twisted to a certain extent as they approached him.

It's like—

Standing on the bank of the river and looking down at the stones in the river, their appearance in the eyes is fluctuating, thinner than the actual reality.

A flash of lightning flashed through his brain.

Emiya suddenly had a novel idea.

Is that really the case?

He raised his swords and swept his gaze over them.

Even if it was accidental, at the last moment, he still used unexpected movements to swing away the opponent's attack.

Therefore, on the two swords, there are still traces of the previous battle.

One was on top of the female sword's grid, and the other was on the top half of the Leaping Sword, less than an inch from the tip of the sword.

Either one is a little further off than expected.

Perhaps, only the position of the last drop of the sword is the right time to correspond to the fatal part of his body.

I see.

A smile appeared in Emiya's eyes.

These two people have a unique ability to control the direction in which light and sound travel.

So when the tip of his sword swept over, the opponent's sword and even his body shape were deflected.

And the lagging sounds, including the slight change of angle, led to his misjudgment of the information.

It's horrible.

……

The twins shifted their feet, then found their way and the right moment, and each stepped forward with his sword.

The sword light skyrocketed, and the speed was like lightning.

Compared to the dragonflies of the previous two attacks, this time it was like a sudden flood.

Raising your hand is a killer move.

The light distorted, and the figures of the two people were pulled and changed in the air, and the friction between the long sword and the air erupted into a piercing sound.

The twins have resolute expressions and are unstoppable, just like they did when they were children.

In the face of a common enemy, or prey, no matter how strong the other party is, it is impossible to resist such a tacit attack from them.

Even the former general of the Sword Country, who was as powerful as the Dream Sword Country, the arrogant man who was given the title of [Border Dragon], finally fell in the same way in the border.

The murderous aura was overwhelming, with unparalleled sword intent, attacking both sides of the palace.

However, the twins' faces suddenly startled-

In their gaze, Emiya slowly closed his eyes.

What is this......

Their hearts tightened.

I couldn't believe that he could really stop their fierce onslaught.

Could it be ......

No.

It's not so much that he discovered our secret and chose not to judge with his eyes, but rather that-

This is an extremely stupid act.

Without the ability to capture information, he has no intention of committing suicide.

The twins' faces were grim, and the two swords came one after another.

The silver longsword vibrated gently in the air.

It's like a butterfly flapping its wings.

Emiya's brain clearly outlined the movement of the two long swords.

"Here we are."

……