Emiya Shirou doesn't want to work overtime

Although they knew they might still not be able to overcome it, they understood and could see the person fighting for them.

And now, those who once trampled them underfoot are now trying to extinguish this flame that only provides a faint light.

Get up, get up! Kneeling on the ground won't change anything, it will only make you more laughable and eventually make you lose everything.

Rebel! Rebel! The oppressors never care about the life or death of those who are shackled.

Fight! Fight! Fight with all your might for the dignity that is rightfully yours, for everything that is rightfully yours!

The flames began to burn fiercely, illuminating everything around them.

The conflict reached its peak on the streets at this moment.

This is the resistance of the lowly against them, using the weapon that makes them so weak and insignificant!

Chapter 511 A Girl Bearing Justice

The afterglow of the setting sun illuminated the entire street like a fiery red flame.

The sounds of swords clashing, flesh colliding, and blood splattering.

A chaotic cacophony echoed through the neighborhood as countless adventurers fell injured in the battle.

In Orario, guilds have explicit rules that prohibit direct conflict between different clans.

The only way to resolve conflicts between clans is through a form called war games.

A game where players apply to a guild, have the gods as witnesses, and the main gods of the two clans that decide the battle establish the rules. The members of the clans then fight, and the victorious god gains the power of life and death over the defeated side, and can make any demands.

However, just like when Apollo first went to besiege Shirou Emiya, he only suffered a negligible punishment.

The battle here cannot be considered a conflict between clans.

The group was far too diverse, encompassing members of almost every clan, and the conflicts among them were not caused by conflicts between clans.

It is the resistance of lower-level adventurers against higher-level adventurers who look down on them and even bully them.

It's not a war game in the traditional sense, but at this moment it surpasses any war game.

Despite not belonging to the same clan, they trusted each other implicitly and entrusted their backs to others.

They were people who valued their own lives more than anything else, yet they were able to stand up for the adventurers they had only met once when they were attacked.

Many of these people had been rescued from the clutches of those social parasites by Shirou Emiya.

They longed for that figure, that figure who would stand up for them no matter how many obstacles lay ahead.

They knew they might never catch up, and never become someone like Shirou Emiya who could selflessly give to others.

But please let them do what they can and what they are capable of doing at this moment.

Countless chaotic battles broke out one after another in this neighborhood.

The guild members who dispersed the crowd were also watching everything that was happening in front of them with utter panic.

They had no idea how to stop the battle, let alone how to ensure the safety of Shirou Emiya, who was caught in the vortex.

However, this battle will not last long.

While they could contend with those lower-level adventurers who were considered parasites, their power had virtually no impact on higher-level adventurers.

Even dozens of people would find it difficult to stop a high-ranking adventurer from advancing.

All they could do was try their best to hinder those who were getting closer to Shirou Emiya.

This is the limit of what they can do.

But they did not regret it, because they did not want to return to that hell where even dignity was absent.

The number of lower-level adventurers decreased rapidly in a short period of time. Under such unequal circumstances, it was only a matter of time before all of those lower-level adventurers lost their combat power.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Amidst the piercing sound of something cutting through the air, countless dark figures darted through the twilight.

Those were several arrows flying towards them.

A sharp whistling sound echoed throughout the street at that moment.

Those lower-ranking adventurers, weakened by the loss of their fighting abilities, watched the arrow hurtling towards Shirou Emiya, their bodies trembling as they tried to stand up.

But the intense pain prevented them from standing up easily, and they could only watch helplessly as the arrows flew unhindered towards Shirou Emiya.

"laugh--"

With a faint whooshing sound, a figure in emerald green suddenly appeared in front of Emiya Shirou.

It was an elven girl with light green hair, wearing an emerald green cloak and a black mask.

Her eyes suddenly became incredibly sharp, and her aura reached its peak.

The wooden sword in his hand instantly transformed into a phantom, slashing out in several arcs of light as it hurtled towards him.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

With a crisp sound, the arrows flying towards the girl collided violently, and several sparks burst forth in front of her.

"hateful!!!!!"

The adventurer holding the longbow became angry and quickly loaded the arrow onto the bow.

"I'd like to see just how long you can hold out!!!"

He wasn't the only archer on the field.

As the number of lower-ranking adventurers who are constantly losing their fighting ability increases, more and more people will be able to free up their hands to launch an attack on Shirou Emiya.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh—!"

Countless arrows rained down like a curtain of rain.

"Bang bang bang bang bang--!"

Like needles clashing against wheat awns, countless shots clashed with the wooden sword in the girl's hand, creating a cacophony of crisp sounds.

Sparks burst forth all around Shirou Emiya, as dazzling as fireworks.

"Weak—!"

The girl spoke with a disdainful tone.

She had seen beings that were dozens of times, or even more, more powerful than these arrows.

Even if it were just a casual strike from him, she wouldn't dare to be confident that she could withstand it.

"Rush over!"

"She alone cannot withstand our combined attack!"

"Shirou Emiya must die here today!"

As time passed, more and more people dealt with the lower-ranking adventurers beside them. They roared, their eyes flashing with ferocity as they charged at Shirou Emiya, brandishing their weapons and baring their fangs.

Their appearance is more like a monster from the dungeon than an adventurer.

"They really never learn their lesson!!!"

The girl's eyes were filled with anger and displeasure. Whether then or now, this kind of person will always exist in this world.

She fearlessly watched the adventurers charging towards her, flicked her wooden sword in a flourish, and then charged forward to meet them head-on.

I have never given up on the justice I have always upheld in the past, and I will continue to uphold justice in the future.

Countless flashes of sword light appeared around the girl.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Like a gust of wind, the girl rushed into the crowd. Her nimble figure swept directly towards the surging adventurers, and the wooden sword in her hand transformed into countless slashes. With continuous collisions, she crushed the attacking adventurers one by one on the ground.

"what!"

"hateful!"

"Ugh!"

Screams began to echo through the crowd.

Along with this came the adventurers who were sent flying backward by the extremely strong impact.

The girl rushed straight into the crowd, moving without stopping, her eyes scanning the surrounding people.

While wielding his wooden sword to rout the surging crowd, he also chased after arrows fired from all directions, deflecting them one by one.

"Damn it! A level two adventurer? Then don't blame us for using dirty tricks!"

After all, aside from Shirou Emiya, who cannot be judged by common sense, only adventurers of level two or above are capable of fighting against such a number of adventurers at the same time.

Just as the words fell, the adventurer in front of the girl revealed a fierce expression, suddenly pulled out purple powder from his pocket, and flung it forward.

Never overestimate the morality of these social parasites; they will use any despicable means to achieve their goals.

Chapter 512 The Difficult Surgery

A feeling of weakness permeated the girl's entire body at that moment.

The person in front of her collapsed limply to the ground.

This adventurer used the poisonous fog with the intention of dying together with his opponent.

Otherwise, the girl would have had a chance to react to the adventurer's sneak attack.

In fact, when he threw out the powder, he was already surrounded by a faint poisonous mist.

By the time he stood in front of the girl, the poisonous fog had already begun to take effect.

The girl's judgment was also impaired by the poisonous fog, and she eventually collided head-on with it, just like the adventurer.

The only saving grace is that, although they are the scum of society, most of them know the devastating impact that taking a life would have on them.

Furthermore, Orario's main theme is conquering dungeons, rather than fighting between people.