That night, Gollum gave Shirou one last practical lesson.

Bell –

Shirou had fallen into defeat from the beginning, and just by standing in front of Gollum like this, he could feel her extraordinary strength, although it didn't radiate, Shirou could also feel that it was not at the level of the same level.

In the last combat class, Gollum saw through his movements at a few glances, and even if he didn't fight back, Shirou couldn't hit it. It's just an ordinary standing there.,But there's a feeling that no matter how a surprise attack and a preemptive strike are ineffective.,Not only in terms of strength.,Even experience and consciousness are not a level.。

No matter how hard he tries, he can't reach Archer's level, and in the final battle, he also hopes to be able to help Gollum. Inheriting the ideals of his father, Emiya Kiritsugu, but being so powerless, Shirou was very unwilling

"Shirou, I have magic tricks to teach you."

Gollum spread out the palm of his hand, it was just a very special rune, a magic left by the doctor that could create miracles, but this magic Gollum could not be cast, this had nothing to do with talent, it was a mythical magic that only people who saw their own future could cast.

In the subspecies-specific point, Gollum has met Shirou in a parallel time and space, and since he can obtain the power of the Heroic Spirit by relying on the Heroic Spirit, it is the same to borrow his own power in the parallel world.

"I'll give it a try."

Without the slightest hesitation, Shirou cast the rune as Gollum suggested, and then his consciousness was swallowed up by the sudden light.

Infinite light, the world of possibilities, Shirou has never seen such a scene, but he knows that in this light, there is a clear future.

Shirou saw himself in a parallel time and space, with white hair and sitting alone on the sword hill, which was Archer's end and Shirou's future destiny in seeking "righteous partners".

In a flash, Shirou saw it again, another parallel time and space self, the self of this world gave up the ideal of a righteous partner, and rejected the whole world only to protect a sister named "Emiya Miyu".

In that countless parallel worlds, countless destinies are intertwined.

Bell Bell Bell Bell –

Suddenly, he heard the sound of striking iron, and he fixed his mind, and Shirou saw himself who was building a weapon, and the self in this world was different from all other worlds, just a swordsmith, but Shirou could not understand the weapon he forged.

Stretching out his hand, I don't know why, Shirou wanted to get there very much, and in that dazzling light, he stretched out his hand desperately and stretched out his hand with all his might.

The moment it touched it, it opened with a sudden split, and it was a door.

In the midst of the fierce wind blowing in the wilderness, Shirou walked towards the door and walked towards the future he longed for.

When he opened his eyes, Shirou was already in a hot room, and his other self, forging weapons, was in front of him.

"I am..."

"I know, you got here under the tutelage of Miss Fujimaru."

Bell –

The sound of iron colliding with iron.

Although he looks exactly the same, the other self has a temperament that Shirou can't match, it's incomparable, it's just forging weapons, but it seems to affect the "qi" and "potential" of heaven and earth.

"Where is this?"

Shirou asked, although he knew that he was himself in a parallel world, but it was a little different, and even the era was different.

"It's just a workshop, a blacksmith wielding a hammer."

Bell –

"Are you a Heroic Spirit too?"

Shirou asked again, he could feel a huge amount of magic, which was not something that humans could have.

"Well, but it's the will of this world, not through the hands of men, that calls me. All in all. I'm Muramasa, Senko Muramasa. ”

Bell –

The sound of steel echoed in the room, and Shirou didn't quite understand it, isn't this the name of a legendary demon sword?

"Although in terms of the level of forging, I have the confidence to reach the Divine Domain, the problem is merit, I am not a hundred people, and I have not saved the country, if I want to obtain the spirit base as a heroic spirit, it is a bit insufficient. I'm just a man who can't be considered a heroic spirit, I'm just a swordsmith, but if Miss Fujimaru is willing to believe me, I'll lend you the power. ”

Bell –

Chiko Mura finished building the weapon in his hand, and handed it to Shirou.

"It's... What is it? ”

The scorching temperature came through the air, and of course Shirou didn't dare to take it, such a high temperature would definitely burn his hands.

"In my place, famous swords are born every day, whether it is a weapon to slay the undead or a weapon to judge original sin. But the ultimate sword I am pursuing is not a sharp blade that cuts flesh and blood, cuts off bones, cuts off life, and cuts off steel, but a sword that cuts off karma and causes and effects. ”

Shirou felt the same attachment, just as he was attached to the ideal of justice, and Chikomura's pursuit of forging was no weaker than his.

"Take it, although this knife is not completely finished, but it is enough to use it to retreat from the enemy."

Shirou took the hot iron as if he had been hit by a demonic barrier, but he didn't feel any pain.

This night was the most wonderful night in Shirou's life, the power he had never had, the great deeds he had never felt, and even his head became clearer than ever.

This alter ego named "Chiko Muramasa" gave Shirou a life that he had never had.

………

Vast magic, and a sword that rejects heaven and earth.

This is not a projected weapon, and there is no way for this knife to be projected.

Wrapped in red flames, Shirou in the center slashed the Shadow Giant in two with a single sword.

The future has been opened, and Shirou in this world wants to become a "partner of justice", and now is the moment to put it into practice.