The infinite sword system has been mastered, and you say this is the dragon clan?

Chapter 206 It’s very simple. I just need to kill the gods.

The fluorescent tubes in the hospital ward made a faint humming sound, and the air seemed to be frozen. Only the canned laughter from the manzai program replays on TV echoed noisily in the background, covering up the whispered conversation between the two people.

After Eri finished speaking a few words hesitantly, she became her usual silent self again. It was as if the scene of her talking and laughing just now was a wonderful illusion.

"Eri, are you okay? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

Eri sat obediently on the bed and shook her head. She subconsciously wanted to pick up her notebook and write something, but suddenly remembered that she could speak. She put the pen down again, her lips trembling, her vocal cords vibrating, "I... I'm fine."

Emiya slowly walked to the bedside and looked at her, feeling mixed emotions. After a brief moment of excitement, he quickly calmed down and realized that things were not that simple.

The fact that Eri could suddenly speak could not be explained by the doctor's "miracle healing". Not to mention the possibility of a deaf-mute being cured, this was just a general medical examination, and it was impossible for any disease to disappear inexplicably during this step of the examination.

He took a deep breath and asked tentatively:

"Eri...you, can actually talk, right?"

"...Yes." Eri spoke sparingly, her voice intermittent, each word seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of her throat. Her fingertips on the pure white quilt curled unconsciously, grasping a corner of the quilt on the bed sheet, and the inside of her knuckles turned slightly white.

"Before... I couldn't control my abilities well... so I didn't dare... I was afraid of hurting others..."

Emiya suddenly realized that it was no wonder. According to the information given by Nono and his own summary, Eri was under strict supervision in her family because they wanted to prevent her from losing control from time to time, and even to prevent her power from running wild. If she accidentally spoke, it could cause death.

The root cause is probably that as a container, the "god" in her body is constantly causing trouble and is difficult to control.

Including the black shadow that emerged from Eri's side this time, it was probably the fragment of God that resided in Eri and escaped.

"So... you didn't regain the ability to speak," Emiya's eyes locked with Eri's, "but you lost the ability to cause death, right?"

"Yeah." Eiry was happy and excited at first, then nodded with some disappointment.

Being able to speak freely without having the ability gone is a good thing, of course. But Eri realized afterward that she seemed to no longer be able to play any role. The reason why a monster is a monster is inseparable from that terrifying power, and the same is true for being a hero.

Without the strength to hold and protect others, and without the ability to participate and help companions to defeat powerful enemies, what kind of hero can you be? She sighed quietly in her heart, her fingers still tightly grasping the sheets, as if trying to grab something.

"It's okay, there will be a way," Emiya stretched out his hand and gently held her fingertips.

He didn't say anything like, "Eri, you don't have to fight anymore. Just stay at the back and leave everything to me." Eri's determination to fight means she's growing up, and what he should do is encourage her instead of dissuading her.

"By the way, now that you don't have that power anymore, Eri, are you interested in Western magic?"

As Emiya said this, he conjured up a knife. Ultimately, the magic of the Japanese system is too dependent on God himself. God is a conscious being, and without His help, nothing can be done.

After leaving home, Aozaki Touko did not choose to search for and learn magic in Japan, but chose to travel across the ocean to study in the Clock Tower in Britain. This might be because she knew that the system of the local family was too limited and familial.

Eri's eyes lit up when she saw the knife in Emiya's hand. She remembered the various treasures that Emiya had used in battle. Those gorgeous and powerful weapons made her yearn for them. She nodded slightly, "Can you make interesting and powerful weapons like... Emiya?"

"That's hard to say. It depends on what you're good at. Everyone's path is different. At best I can only teach you the basics. If you want to gain more extensive knowledge and magical applications, you can talk more with Charlotte."

"……Child?"

Eiry blinked, and an image of a little blonde girl popped up in her mind. She still remembered that when Charlotte first met them, she was like a haughty little kitten that panted fiercely at them, but later she was almost scared to tears by the black mud. Then Eiry gave her a small piece of crepe out of kindness.

I thought they were honored to be treated like this, but later in the church, Charlotte blew on Master Yue without hesitation.

"Yes, but don't underestimate her because she's young. She's very knowledgeable," Emiya couldn't help laughing. "Also, don't mention the word 'child' in front of her, or she'll get so angry that she'll ignore you."

Eri couldn't understand why someone would care about such a thing. She was speaking the truth and didn't use any insulting words.

But she was willing to follow Emiya's advice, "...Okay."

She thought, since she couldn't call her a "child", then she could use another term, such as praising her for being "so innocent" or "so cute".

Seeing that Eri agreed readily, Emiya nodded and ignored it. Then he changed the subject and asked, "Also, Eri, can you tell me what happened between you and the shadow... that 'god'?"

When Emiya said this, his tone became serious, "I am a little concerned about the sound of the clapper and the contract that the god mentioned."

Eri knew everything and began to recall the scene: "At that time, I first heard that... (clapper) rustling sound, and then..."

"At once?"

Eri showed a trace of confusion, "It's like I lost... the ability to control my body, like... an obedient puppet."

Emiya thought for a moment, "So that's why you didn't move, right? The sound of the clapper played by the king should have some kind of regular 'instructions'. His intention was obviously to control you, but why did this method only work on you? I heard it at that time."

It's a pity that the king died too quickly, and the secret behind it may never be known. Emiya sighed in his heart, "Let's skip this topic, the next thing is the death of the king. It should be the 'God' in your body that took action, right?" Emiya recalled the situation at that time, those golden pupils, once looked directly at, you would suffer a mental blow.

But as someone who was also hit, General Wang died instantly.

However, Emiya only felt a brief and intense dizziness. It should be because he had experienced a dragon blood bath. With dragon blood in his body, his mental strength was completely different from that of ordinary humans.

“Well,” Eri said, “that god… spoke when I became a puppet… and said I was a shrine maiden…”

"We should offer everything for God?" Emiya automatically added the second half of the sentence.

Eri nodded decisively.

Emiya fell into deep thought. He kept thinking about the meaning of this sentence, trying to find clues from it. If we connect this sentence with the abnormal behavior of the black shadow before and after, there are roughly three points worth noting.

First, the supreme mother goddess with the power of death in the native mythology of Japan is undoubtedly Izanami, but the strength and scale of the shadow are extremely weak. Although it can be explained by saying that "fragments" are not equal to the original body of the deity, it still seems inconsistent.

Second, the way the shadow appears is very similar to the "Summoning of Heroic Spirits", in other words, it is the process of intervening spirits in reality in the form of spirit summoning. Gods are also spirits, this makes sense, but what about the Master? When the shadow appeared, he mentioned the word "contract", so Eri is the Master?
Third, the black shadow was clearly seriously injured and about to dissipate, but suddenly regained its ability to move. According to the assumption that Eri is the master, the explanation should be that she relies on Eri for magic or vitality?
This also seems to explain why Eri fainted after the shadow left. In other words, this contract is a bit similar to the master-servant contract in the Holy Grail War, where the master provides the servant with the "fuel" to carry out activities in reality and maintain the servant's existence.

But the contract between Eri, the shrine maiden, and God is obviously a unilateral and compulsory contract between the latter.

"…Is everything okay?" Eiry saw Emiya's brows furrowed as he was thinking about something, and she reached out and touched his forehead, as if she wanted to soothe Emiya's worries.

"It's okay, Eri, just focus on learning magic and leave it to me to figure out the solution." Emiya smiled.

At worst, he could just "kill God" again, right?
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Ange walked on the streets of Tokyo, the night breeze was cool, blowing the corners of his suit. He looked down at his phone, but there was still no notification about "Fingal's awakening" on the screen.

There seemed to be no news from the hospital, which made him feel a little heavy. Since his beloved GranCabrio Maserati had probably already followed Finkel to some Night Food Field, he had no choice but to walk.

"Norma, please help me navigate the 'Genji Heavy Industries Headquarters'."

It doesn't matter. His spiritual power is "Time Zero". If there is a real full-speed competition, even a car can't run faster than him.

As he walked, he recalled the time when Uesugi Yue received the news from his son Minamoto Chisei and hurriedly said goodbye to him, and rode his mobile ramen stand to sell noodles in the streets. Uesugi Yue said proudly at that time:
"Father and son fighting together! Although Zhisheng didn't say it in the text message, my biological son definitely needs the help of an old father like me!"

Sometimes when people are speechless, they really are speechless. At that time, Ange almost wanted to cover his face with his hands to avoid losing his composure.

Ange couldn't imagine that at the headquarters of Genji Heavy Industries, when the Snake Eight Families and the Demon Clan were fighting fiercely with real swords and guns, a ramen cart ignored the hail of bullets and rushed into the battlefield with high spirits. The sign of "Shadow Emperor Ramen" illuminated by a string of small colored lights made a high-profile appearance, which stunned everyone.

No, old man, did you come to the wrong set to sell ramen?
Then, Uesugi Koto shouted "Not really!", and then he untied his ramen master's turban, lifted the seal, and wielded two swords with Niten Ichiryu to suppress the whole field. The Word Spirit·Black Sun Domain unfolded, and the dense barrage fired on the battlefield was all sucked away by a small black hole!
Finally, when Uesugi Yue was about to finish cleaning up, Yuan Zhisheng arrived late and said to the guys who were still planning to resist: "This is the return of the former Shadow King who retired a long time ago. Why don't you wake up quickly!" The gangsters who heard this were stunned, their legs trembled and trembled with fear. They bowed down and cried and begged the old Shadow King to spare their lives and forgive their sins...

Ange shook his head to dispel the random thoughts in his mind. Then he thought, anyway, Uesugi Yue is not a rigid old man from the Showa era. He might be a real French idiot in his heart, so it is not surprising that he behaved like this.

Yes, as soon as I thought about it this way, I suddenly felt relieved.

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"..."

However, that was not the case on site.

By the time Ange found Uesugi Yue, the battle seemed to have ended long ago. He saw Uesugi Yue standing in the entrance hall of Genji Heavy Industries headquarters from a distance, staring at the corpse on the ground in a daze.

"What's going on? The old Shadow Emperor is unwilling to enter the former family residence, but instead stands in a daze in the hall at the entrance?"

Uesugi Yue glanced at the old bastard Ange and said coldly, "Thank you, I just arrived. I can't compare to the time of a certain bastard, who is fast, mean, and vulgar."

"Vulgar?" Ange didn't realize for a moment what was so vulgar about his time-related words. It was obviously high-end and classy... But two seconds later, he suddenly realized it and covered his face with his hands, "Don't put the settings of those porn movies you watch every day into my words!"

"Speaking of which, the faces of these deadpool corpses all look like young women."

Uesugi Yue, who succeeded in driving Ange crazy, felt slightly happy. He ignored Ange's feeling that his Word Spirit "can never go back" and said bluntly:
"Some Deadpools have obvious swelling and ruptures in their abdomens, and inside are the dead babies of the mutated Deadpools. It seems to be a pregnant Deadpool."

"Deadpools can actually mate and reproduce." Ange was slightly amazed. "Reporting this discovery to the headquarters will surely attract the strong interest of those old scholars."

"Now is not the time to indulge in academic research," Uesugi Yue stepped over the corpses. "There are traces of heavy pressure near the bodies of Deadpool. Their postures look like they were pressed to the ground and then beheaded with a single knife. Without exception."

Ange walked forward, kicked a deadpool's head, and carefully observed the cut surface of the corpse's neck. The cut surface was as smooth as a mirror, obviously cut by a very fast knife. He nodded, with a hint of admiration in his tone:
"It's really amazing, and the knife skills are extremely fast. Was it your son who did it?"

(End of this chapter)