Because of the chaos between Shiki and Gilgamesh, the central part of the plaza has become an imaccessible area, and the mere aftermath of it has the power to make most of the Heroes hate the scene.

Illya and the others ran wildly all the way, and finally moved a little away from the center of the battle.

"Finally got out."

Rin was constantly panting as she carried her comatose self from another world.

"Are you all okay?"

Luvia asked about the others.

"It's fine."

Illya, who was being held by Blackie, replied, and at the same time she looked to the side.

"How's Miyu?"

"It seems to have fainted again, but there is no problem with my physical condition."

Shirou, who was carrying her on her back, replied.

"Yes."

Although she was a little disappointed that she couldn't hear Miyu's voice, Illya believed that Miyu had indeed called her name at that time, and she must have remembered it.

"Thank you for your help."

Shirou spoke again.

"I'm not alone."

Illya replied a little shy and shy.

"It's not all. It's great that she has made you a friend. ”

"It's great that I can be friends with Miyu."

Illya said earnestly.

"Thanks to you and the help of the four seasons, otherwise Meiyou will not be rescued."

"Well, is it okay for us to leave the battle to him alone?"

Hearing Shirou mention the four seasons, Illya couldn't help but become worried.

"We can't interfere in that level of fighting."

Xiao Hei on the side answered.

"Let's listen to Brother Four Seasons and stay away from here."

"Hmm. That's right! Hatsuzakura and Lancer were still on the periphery to help us hold off the enemy. ”

Just as they decided to rush towards Hatsuzakura, several flashes of light suddenly flew towards them.

"Be careful!"

The first to notice was Shirou, who had already projected several swords before the others could react.

The sound of metal colliding rang out one after another, and the sword that Shirou projected to intercept turned into pieces and fell to the ground, and the flash of light that attacked them also revealed its original appearance, and the same sword fell to the ground in pieces.

The remains of these swords dissipated into particles of light as soon as they landed, and enemies emerged from a cloud of shadows as they looked in the direction from which the attack was issued.

"Sakura Makiri, Shirou Emiya."

The crowd stopped and stared at the two men warily.

"The Holy Grail War isn't over yet, and I'll be bothered if you leave."

Sakura scanned the crowd, and her gaze still made people feel palpitations, even though she no longer had the coercion of the Vision.

"Miyu, and Illia Field, the Holy Grail War can't be without the Holy Grail."

"I won't let you get away with it!"

Shirou shouted as he glared at Sakura Makiri.

"It's just a lost dog. Senior~~~"

Sakura called out to her Emiya Shirou softly, and suddenly Emiya Shirou on the side rushed towards Illya and them.

"Solve them."

"Take care of Miyu for me."

Shirou put Miyu down, and immediately headed for the enemy.

"Brother!"

"Emiya-san!"

Throwing the shouts of the crowd behind him, Shirou stared at the enemy in front of him, with the same appearance, the same strength, and his own in another world.

“Traceon！”

The magic power penetrates the magic circuit in the body, and the black and white husband and wife sword appears in Shirou's hand in the flash.

The two swords were greeted by the same double swords, and the emiya Shirou on the opposite side also projected the cadre Mo Ye.

Bell - !!

The same slash swings at the enemy, and the twin swords collide with each other.

Without backing down, the two tried to overwhelm each other as if they were fighting, and the distance was so close that they could also meet head to head through their weapons.

Shirou looked at Shirou Emiya in front of him, and his other self as an enemy was full of chaos, as if all his feelings were mixed together.

(Such an opponent-)

It is a sword that has been deprived of itself.

(-- How can you lose!) ）

"Ahhh!!hhh

Sparks flew and both of them were bounced away at the same time, but then they unleashed a merciless next blow at the same time.

The continuous slashes staggered between the two, not taking a step back, and slashing unstoppable.

Because they are the same person, they all know their own sword skills best. Every move, every style, every killer move, every flaw, every trap...... Both sides know it clearly. No matter how secret the trap is, it will be seen through, and no matter how strong the trick is, it will be cracked.

The swing of the twin swords is dodged, the sweep of the twin swords is bounced off, the two swords reach their limit at the same time and turn into pieces, and then the two swords are projected at the same time.

This is no longer a contest of sword skills, but a confrontation of wills.

In a second, more than a dozen slashes continued to fight, and the people around them could no longer see the dazzling battle between the two, in fact, even they themselves could no longer keep up with the speed of swinging their swords, all they could do was rely on the intuition generated by years of fighting.

However, the ten-second battle seemed to last forever, and finally the ground under their feet could not withstand the impact of their continuous attacks and was torn apart, and the two who had lost their foothold had to retreat, and even then almost at the same time both projected a dozen swords to shoot at each other.

The continuous explosions spread, and both Shirou and the enemy couldn't help but retreat.

"Emiya-san!"

"It's fine."

Shirou didn't look back, his clothes were stained red with blood, and countless wounds appeared under his clothes, but none of them were fatal.

"Hmph."

On the other side, Sakura frowned dissatisfiedly.

"Give it your all, senior."

Without speaking, Emiya Shirou replied with action, he stood still and did not move, but the surging magic appeared like a wave and swept around.

"It's!"

By the time he sensed the enemy's aura, Shirou had already realized what the other party was going to do.

This is the strongest power of Emiya Shirou's existence, and it is precisely because of its existence that Emiya Shirou, who is not in the flow of magic at all, can become a powerful warrior, because of its strength, the originally weak projection magic has become an incomparably powerful force in his hands.

It will involve everyone, Shirou realizes this, but this distance is too late to dodge, and it may be that the enemy has this intention from the beginning.

So what now?

Finally, someone created the possibility of being rescued for them.

Shirou's gaze quickly swept over the crowd behind him, from Miyu's body.

Needless to say, what can be said to be able to fight this force?

“Iamtheboneofmysword.”

"This body is born of a sword."

The low chant reached the ears of the people.

“Steelismybody,andfireismyblood.”

"The tide of blood is like iron, and the heart is like glass."

The same but different chant came from Shirou's mouth.

“Ihavecreatedoverathousandblades.”

"Conquer countless battlefields without defeat."

The magic spreads around the two of them.

“UnknowntoDeath.NorknowntoLife.”

"I haven't tasted defeat once. Nor did they win a single victory. ”

That was the life of Emiya Shirou.

“Havewithstoodpaintocreatemanyweapons.”

"Alone here, forging a sword on the mound of swords."

That's his choice for the future.

“Yet,thosehandswillneverholdanything.”

"Well, there is no need for any meaning in this life."

And what they will face is different choices and different lives.

“SoasIpray,UnlimitedBladeWorks.”

"This body is destined to be made of the 'Infinity Sword'."