In the square in the underground labyrinth, after a short rest, the battle resumed.

After the previous battle, Emiya Shirou is no longer confined to the cadre Mo Ye.

As long as it is needed, he does not hesitate to project it and use it, and if it is useless, he throws it away, and he can project it again anyway.

Everything is done in order to defeat the enemy.

And Tristan was also a little surprised by the change of Emiya Shirou, he didn't expect that the change of Emiya Shirou would be so big.

"Still, that's fine."

He thought in his heart that seeing Emiya Shirou's learning speed was so fast, it also made him feel more relieved.

Strong fighting qualities, strong learning ability, and strong spirit.

In addition, I learned from Machiri what the character of Emiya Shirou is and what his ideals are.

Taken together, these elements were enough for Tristan to recognize him.

With another swing of his sword to repel Emiya Shirou, Tristan took two steps to distance himself and observe the current situation.

Emiya Shirou also took the opportunity to take two steps back, quickly took out the potion and drank it, and recovered his state.

The scene calmed down again, and both men clenched their weapons, eyes locked on their opponents.

"Emiya Shirou."

Tristan raised his sword and pointed at the other party.

"From the beginning to the battle just now, you think I have shown your great strength and spirit, which is very good."

"From these two points, I approve of you."

"Hah! Again, I'm talking about these things that I don't approve of, and to be honest, I don't know what exactly you're trying to do? What exactly is your purpose. ”

"I don't know any of that."

"But, for now, you're my enemy, rightly so!"

"That's true."

Tristan did not refute.

After thinking about it, he said, "You said earlier that you don't understand what I want to do? Then I'll tell you my real name. ”

"From the moment you know my real name, your doubts will be answered."

Want to tell me your real name!?

Hearing Tristan say this, Emiya Shirou was surprised, for a servant, his real name is a very important thing.

If you tell someone casually, it will be a big problem, but now ......

"Listen up boy, my real name is Tristan, and my identity is the Knight of the Round Table of King Arthur."

"Saber's ...... Knights of the Round Table. ”

Finally understood, after hearing this, Emiya Shirou finally understood what Tristan had done, what his words meant.

I see, I see, I see, this is the reason.

Now that you know that there is such a cause and effect, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Emiya Shirou straightened up and disarmed his weapon.

"Oh? After hearing my real name, I gave up my arms. ”

"Don't you think that I am the king's knight, so I dare not kill you."

"I'll tell you the truth, when I first fought with you, I did have the idea of killing you."

"Of course I know that." Emiya Shirou said, "Of course I know that you want to kill me at first, and at the beginning of the battle, your killing intent was absolutely real, and your determination to kill me was real. ”

"So ......"

Emiya Shirou raised his left hand, and a powerful magical reaction poured out from his left arm.

"This magical reaction is not ......"

Tristan didn't speak, he guessed the possibility, and he was also waiting for Emiya Shirou's next step.

"So, I decided, not to suppress my own strength, to completely liberate myself, to maximize my strength, and then to beat you in the shortest time!"

"Oh? Fighting me, haven't you used your full strength? It makes me feel underestimated. ”

"Since you dare to despise us Knights of the Round Table."

Tristan pulled out his bow, and the mana reaction on his body skyrocketed.

"Well, then, you should be ready to bear my wrath."

Not plucking, but pulling the bowstring, Tristan opened his eyes, which had been closed.

"This kind of preparation!"

Emiya Shirou raised his left hand, and a huge amount of magic power surged in it, and the spiritual base in the corpse cloth became more and more activated.

The records that belonged to it were speeding through Emiya Shirou's magic circuit and pouring into his body.

"Of course it's done!!"

Just as his left hand was about to slam down, the scenery in front of Emiya Shirou's eyes suddenly changed.

The low space that had been made of stone was gone, replaced by a dim wind and sand.

The sand and gravel in the wind hit his body, and even if he stood still, it still hurt incomparably, like a sword stuck in his body.

But in the distance, a light source appeared in the dim sand, and there was a man walking alone.

Emiya Shirou watched as the man did not move forward, and walked forward against the sword-piercing wind and sand.

Then, it was as if he sensed the presence of Emiya Shirou.

The man turned his head and looked at him with the same scrutinizing eyes as he said, "Can you keep up?" ”

It felt so far away, but why, why could I hear the man's voice so clearly?

None of that matters at the moment, though. Importantly, you actually asked me if I could keep up?

In this fierce wind and sand, Emiya Shirou took his own steps.

At first, he was just struggling to move his steps in the wind and sand, but soon, his originally difficult steps began to change to normal walking, and then brisk walking, jogging.

In the end, Emiya Shirou ran against the bone-like wind and sand, running in the direction of the man.

In the process of running, the Lingji of Bri, the remains of his left arm, began to gradually dissolve, turning into wisps of nutrients and merging into his body.

Watching the man's figure gradually become clearer in his eyes, Emiya Shirou's running speed became faster and faster.

"You're asking me if I can keep up?"

Emiya Shirou's body was already close to the man.

"You're going to ......"

Their figures coincided.

"Keep up with me!!"

Emiya Shirou passed through the man's body and ran towards the light, while the Lingji completely dissolved and fused with the physical body.

Shirou Emiya, who ran forward, didn't see it, and behind him, the man smiled.

Rushing into the light, the view in front of him changed back to the underground square, and Tristan reappeared in his eyes.

Emiya Shirou continued to run forward without fear, and on his left arm, the remains cloth had been unraveled at some point.

"Projection... Trace on"

"Projection... Loading"

"Nine lives"

"Shoot the Blade works!"

With a slight grip of his left hand, the weapon that originally belonged to the great hero Hercules appeared in the hand of Emiya Shirou at this time.

Tristan pulls his bowstring, and blade-like sound waves are emitted by him.

The sharp sound wave cut through the air and flew in, and Emiya Shirou took a deep breath and waved the weapon in his hand, shattering the sound wave instantly.

When the blow fails, Tristan pulls the bowstring in quick succession, sending out a sound wave like a wave.

The waves of sound surged, and the boy swung his weapon, swinging it like a dagger and wielding it as large as a man.

Swing like a berserker, swing like a swordsman, swing like a determined hero!

The dancing sword was like an impenetrable net, swallowing and destroying all the sound waves of the attackers, and no attack could break through this line of defense.

Under the power of such weapons, Tristan's sound waves were ineffective.

But he wasn't going to just be tied up, and he pulled the strings as he accelerated towards Emiya Shirou.

Tristan had hoped to suppress Emiya Shirou through his own sound waves and create an opportunity for himself to take the initiative to get close.

But the current Emiya Shirou is very different from him just now.

Through the gap in wielding the greatsword, Emiya Shirou saw Tristan rushing towards him.

After wielding the greatsword and knocking out another sound wave, Emiya Shirou threw out the greatsword in his hand and detonated it with Fantasy Honkai.

The light from the exploding greatsword temporarily obscured Tristan's vision, and also affected his perception of Emiya Shirou's aura.

Tristan, who was unaware of the situation on the other side, decisively stopped his progress and continued to shoot sound waves into it.

Then, according to the feedback, all the sound waves that were shot out were blocked.

Therefore, Tristan judged that Emiya Shirou was still there, and the explosion of the greatsword was to cover himself.

But when the cover created by the explosion of the greatsword dissipated, it was not Emiya Shirou himself who stood there, but a purple-red, flower-like shield.

Seeing that there was no one behind the shield, Tristan's eyes widened, his pupils dilated, and his hair stood upside down.

At this time, on the ceiling of the square, Emiya Shirou stood on the ceiling with his feet attached, holding a bow in his left hand and a spiral sword in his right.

Place the sword on the bowstring, pull it out, and aim it.

The Noble Phantasm's magical reaction caused Tristan to look up, realizing the other party's intentions.

Tristan also decisively pulled the bowstring and launched his own Noble Phantasm.

"Singing of pain, playing of lamentation. Failnaught. …… This is my arrow. ”

After chanting, he let go of the bowstring, and powerful arrows were shot, but Emiya Shirou on the ceiling didn't move for some reason, and didn't react at all.

Seeing this, Tristan couldn't help frowning, and said that he had left his hand and had no right to launch the Noble Phantasm, but if he didn't move like this and didn't make any resistance, he would still be crushed by it.

"Did something happen to him?"

Despite the confusion in his heart, Tristan pulled the bowstring again.

This time it's not about hurting, it's about saving.

Just as he was about to shoot the arrow again, a short knife was placed around his neck at some point.

Tristan, who felt the coldness of the blade, decisively stopped his movements.

At this time, the "Emiya Shirou" on the ceiling was instantly wiped out by Tristan's treasure, and the moment he was hit, he turned into pure magic and dispersed.

Feeling that "Emiya Shirou" disappeared, Tristan understood everything.

"It turns out to be a clone."

Tristan disarmed, and Emiya Shirou lowered his sword.

"However, in such a short period of time, I was able to create a clone that confused me."

"I still want to praise you again for your excellence, Emiya Shirou, my king's contractor."

"Thank you for the compliment, Tristan, Knight of the Round Table."

Emiya Shirou stood up straight and said very respectfully, "You are also very powerful. ”

"To be honest, I'm grateful for your fight with me."

"It was because of this battle that I finally managed to master all my power."

As he spoke, he looked down at his left arm.

Most of the bright red corpse cloth had been removed, except for the one that was still wrapped around the wrist.

And on the cloth of the remains, there was no spiritual base reaction anymore.

The spiritual base that was originally attached to it has turned into nutrients that nourish the body of Emiya Shirou, strengthening his body to the level of a sub-servant.

It's still not as good as a servant, but it's also much stronger than a human being, and it also has some of the characteristics of a servant.

"Thank you for your praise, Covenanter of my King. No, maybe it's better to just call you by your name, do you mind? ”

"I don't mind at all, if you can, just call me Shirou."

"Then, I'll call you Shirou."

Tristan tidied up his appearance, stood up and said to Emiya Shirou, "Shirou, I will call you by your name here, not by calling you the contractor of my king. ”

"That's because I've recognized you, not as a contractor of my king, but as yours."

"What I agree with here is the man of Emiya Shirou, not the king's contractor."

"Because I think that even if you don't rely on those, you still deserve to be recognized by me, Tristan, a good fighter."

"I've identified with you, with you as a person, and if I have the chance, I'd like to pull you into the collective of our Knights of the Round Table."

"Hahaha."

Emiya Shirou smiled embarrassedly.

"No, no, no, I'm not good yet. I still have a long way to go. ”

"Well, modesty, and an excellent virtue of a warrior."

After laughing for a while, Emiya Shirou stopped laughing, and asked Tristan with a serious face, "So, Mr. Tristan, may I ask, where have all my friends gone?" ”

"Those buddies of yours?"

"Well, please tell me their whereabouts."

Looking at the nervous Emiya Shirou, Tristan smiled and said, "Don't worry, they're fine." ”

"In order to be able to create an environment in which you and I can fight quietly, I have specially separated you from them by getting rid of Asterius."

"And in order to prevent them from running around and having an accident, I called Gawain and Lancelot to see them in the first place."

"Lancelot, Knight of the Lake, Gawain, Knight of the Sun!"

"Yes, the three of us are servants who were summoned together, and the magician who summoned us, his name is Maqiri, and he is also a servant."

"Marchiri ......"

Emiya Shirou chewed on the name repeatedly.

This guy, it looks like he's doing a lot of things from us.

Just as Emiya Shirou was about to continue asking Tristan about other things, suddenly the entire underground labyrinth began to shake violently.

Rubble fell from the ceiling one after another, causing Emiya Shirou and Tristan to quickly dodge.

"What's going on?"

Tristan looked up at the ceiling, frowning.

The shaking lasted a full ten minutes before stopping.

At this moment, Tristan pulled Emiya Shirou and ran briskly towards an exit in the plaza.

"What's going on?"

"This labyrinth is located beneath the temple complex, so it's theoretically safe here."

"But even so, the fact that this place has been subjected to such violent shaking shows that the temple complex is under extremely fierce attack."

"Now, what we have to do is to rush to the king's side at once."