Emiya Shirou doesn't want to work overtime

If the Empire didn't have so many drugs to tame its subordinates, the android Shirou Emiya created by Dr. Fashion would have no way of living like a normal person.

"Why kill him?"

Emiya Shirou slowly lowered the bow in his hand, turned around and asked.

He certainly understood what would happen if the arrow number eighty-eight hit the boy.

"He violated the laws of the Empire."

Number 88 responded calmly to Shirou Emiya, as if it were not strange that violating the laws of the Empire would result in execution.

"What did he do?"

"Stealed a pancake"

Chapter 346 Conflict of Ideas

"why?"

"This is the Empire."

Number 88 offered no explanation, but instead raised his Imperial Longbow once more, his expression utterly indifferent, and aimed it at the boy.

The sword arrow once again transformed into a whirlwind and hurtled towards the boy's location.

"Qiang——!"

Without exception, the arrow fired by number 88 was once again caught up by Shirou Emiya's arrow and pierced through, turning into magical energy and dissipating into the air.

"What are Captain Emiya and the others doing?"

A guard patrolling the street, watching the arrow pierce through the ground once again, couldn't help but ask his friend beside him a question.

"Hey, Captain Emiya probably found patrolling too boring, so he looked for a civilian to have some fun. How can you not even have that much insight?"

Another guard beside him tapped his helmet hard and explained to him earnestly.

“Didn’t we usually take a break whenever we had the chance? When Captain Euca was around, we hardly ever went out on patrol.”

"Only Captain Seryu likes to do things himself. He's either on patrol or on his way to patrol every day. Who would like such a boring job as patrolling!"

The guard complained to his friend who had asked him the question earlier.

"In my opinion, we should let these lowly people fend for themselves. After all, they're just wasting the empire's resources if they're alive."

The guard beside him nodded as if he understood, and left the street with him.

"Didn't the Doctor instill in you the basic common sense of the Empire?"

Number 88 frowned and looked at Shirou Emiya, who was also holding a bow, with great displeasure.

This was the second time Shirou Emiya had stopped him.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! This isn't the time to worry about that boy's life or death. He just knocked your arrow down like that, and without even being connected to the mind network!!"

Emiya Number 97 seemed completely oblivious to the tense atmosphere, pointing at Emiya Shirou with great surprise.

It should be understood that, under normal circumstances, the products projected by androids that have entered the mind network are basically unusable without taking medication.

Like a piece of paper, it can easily crumble into pieces with the slightest force.

The enhancement of their mental strength allowed them to better adapt to their robust bodies, while the emergence of the mental network enabled them to share their projection experiences and experiences using various magic techniques.

And to perform rapid, large-scale analysis on various training exercises.

As for who taught them the projection magic, it was of course the all-powerful Dr. Fashion. However, Dr. Fashion only mastered ordinary projection magic and did not possess their magical abilities.

Even though Dr. Fashion uses Shirou Emiya's magic circuits, he still can't project objects that exist permanently like these androids.

There was no way to analyze it or project those Imperial Arms.

This is also a topic he has been researching.

But it is obvious that Number Ninety-Seven had no concern whatsoever for the boy's life or death; whether he lived or died was none of his business.

From a practical standpoint, the boy's life or death indeed had nothing to do with Number Ninety-Seven.

After all, it was Number Eighty-Eight who wanted to kill that boy.

"How strange, is this a new entity created by the doctor who has been locking himself in the lab all this time?"

Number 124 was also stroking his chin in thought, but he wasn't thinking about the original body.

Because they had asked the doctor, since they were androids created based on that magic circuit, they should naturally have a physical body.

The fashion expert responded that their original forms had long since passed away, which is why you were born.

And indeed, in the month or so since their birth, they have not seen anything in the empire that resembles their original form.

If they did have any physical reaction when they encountered Shirou Emiya, that was certainly true; however, due to their preconceived notions, they did not consider Shirou Emiya to be their true form.

It's just considered a special individual created by the fashion expert, who seems to have been in the laboratory researching this kind of thing all along.

"If we're talking about common sense, when someone is killed, they die. Human life shouldn't be taken away so easily!"

Emiya Shirou stared intently at Number 88, his eyes showing no sign of backing down.

He couldn't possibly allow Number 88 to kill someone right in front of him just to hide himself.

“In the Empire, to die like this is something to be longed for.”

But Number 88 did not back down, and stared directly at Shirou Emiya.

In this empire in turmoil, even dying peacefully is a luxury.

"You're very strange—"

On Number 88's right hand, he gripped a perfectly standard imperial longsword tightly.

If it were a newly created android that wasn't connected to the mental network, it wouldn't know so much.

Number 88 sensed that there was something wrong with Emiya Shirou, but he didn't know exactly what it was.

"Qiang————!"

The sound of metal colliding with metal exploded in the air.

Instead of a conflict between Number 97 and Number 88, it was Number 88 who clashed with Emiya Shirou.

Although the difference in strength between the various Emiya androids is not significant due to the existence of the mental network, their fighting styles differ slightly, perhaps because of their different personalities or experiences.

"Qiang————!"

With a sound like steel clashing against steel, Shirou Emiya and Number 88 landed on the ground at the same time, in the center of a dimly lit alley.

Intense sparks erupted in the alley.

"They just started fighting like that?"

Number 124 scratched his head. After all, he wasn't familiar with Shirou Emiya, so he didn't stop Shirou Emiya like he had stopped Number 97.

And Number 88 was like a captain, and the battle happened so fast that he never expected someone as composed as Number 88 to suddenly attack Shirou Emiya.

As for number 97, he's the kind of person who loves to watch the drama unfold.

They leaped down into the alley to watch Shirou Emiya and Number 88 fight up close.

In reality, various conflicts would arise between them, since fighting was the fastest way to improve their skills.

"call----!"

With a whistling wind, Number 88 moved like a shadow, stomping hard on the surrounding wall. In a few leaps, he swept past like a phantom, heading towards Shirou Emiya's position.

Emiya Shirou, however, seemed completely oblivious, standing rooted to the spot, staring blankly at his sudden advance.

"Clang clang clang clang clang—!"

Amidst the pleasant sounds of clashing swords, sparks erupted from the blade in Shirou Emiya's hand in the dimly lit alley.

Shirou Emiya simply stretched out one hand and held the sword, easily blocking Number 88's attack.

Even under his relentless attacks, he didn't move an inch.

In that instant, Shirou Emiya seized the opportunity, his sword slicing through the air and cutting straight toward Number 88.

“Puff——!”

That was the sound of something breaking apart.

"!"

Number 88 stared blankly at the sword in his hand, which had turned into magical fragments and scattered in the air.

Even though it was the same projected weapon, the weapon in his own hand seemed unable to withstand the impact and shattered upon colliding with the projected weapon in Shirou Emiya's hand.

Chapter 347 Crushing Strike

“仏so strong!”

Number 97 stood behind Shirou Emiya, his pupils suddenly contracting. After all, this was not the same situation as back at Seven Star Academy, where Shirou Emiya was a challenger facing the students of that academy.

After arriving at the arena, Shirou Emiya naturally didn't need to conceal his presence, and those who fought against him felt the oppressive aura emanating from him.

Under normal circumstances, people who interact with Shirou Emiya would only think of him as a helpful and kind-hearted boy.

Of course, some people with higher strength could also feel the faint pressure emanating from Shirou Emiya.

As for Number 97 and the others, they naturally couldn't sense the oppressive aura that Emiya Shirou was hiding.

All that could be felt was the unusual and striking magical energy fluctuations emanating from Shirou Emiya.

He usually pays great attention to concealing his aura.

However, he simply couldn't hide his unique magical fluctuations.

Number 97 could sense that Shirou Emiya, who was standing in front of him, was strong enough to defeat them very easily.

He had only ever felt this kind of oppressive feeling from General Bud. Apart from Esdeath, who had already been expelled from their human race, only General Bud could deal with them so easily.

However, General Bude was only able to easily defeat them in one-on-one situations.