Emiya Shirou doesn't want to work overtime

Emiya Shirou frowned even more deeply. He knew that he and Kotomine Kirei should know each other, after all, he had met this blond youth at the entrance when he last came to the church.

But unexpectedly, he appeared inside the church at this time, or rather—

Before Shirou Emiya could finish thinking it over, the blond youth spoke to Kirei Kotomine with a mocking expression on his face.

"There's no need to hide it anymore, Kirei, you've been found out—!"

Fresh blood slowly seeped from Kirei Kotomine's steps and flowed to the ground.

Below those steps lay a boy who had long since lost his life, his chest pierced and his head twisted upside down, his face filled with longing for life.

Just as Kirei Kotomine was about to take the boy to the basement, he sensed Shirou Emiya's approach through his familiar.

There's simply no time to take it to the basement and convert it into magic.

Moreover, he seemed to understand what he needed to face, and had been struggling in Kirei Kotomine's grasp, wanting to leave.

After all, this boy had witnessed his companions leave with Kirei Kotomine one by one and never return.

After only a moment's thought, Kirei covered the boy's mouth and thrust his hand hard into his chest.

It muffles the sound so that the person cannot scream, and pierces the chest so that the person cannot scream even after letting go.

All you need to do is wash your hands before Shirou Emiya arrives.

Kirei Kotomine pierced the boy's chest with incredible precision, without spilling his blood onto his body.

But unexpectedly, the boy's will to survive was so strong in his final moments.

The moment he let go, the boy let out a heart-wrenching scream.

Emiya Shirou also sped toward the church at an incredibly terrifying speed.

What should have been several minutes became several seconds in that instant.

He immediately twisted the boy's neck and threw him into the hole behind him where the cross had been placed.

Along with the sound of a corpse falling to the ground, the sound of the door being violently flung open came from behind Kirei Kotomine.

As the stench of blood filled the air, a sense of crisis crept up Shirou Emiya's spine.

"Zheng——!"

As a faint sound, like something being opened, echoed in the air, golden ripples began to undulate in the space beside the blond youth.

One by one, weapons emerged slowly from the water.

They were weapons that all looked incredibly luxurious at first glance.

Immediately afterwards, in less than a breath's time, those weapons shot out like bullets, streaking through the air with golden streaks of light.

Emiya Shirou's pupils suddenly contracted.

Noble Phantasm.

Without exception, all those ripples revealed were Noble Phantasms.

"call!"

Amidst the dense whistling of the wind, the flying swords, spears, and halberds, carrying swirling air currents, tore apart the surrounding air without reservation, shooting fiercely towards Emiya Shirou.

"Boom!"

The powerful explosion burst forth like fireworks, sending waves of fire sweeping through the small church.

"Tch—!"

At that moment, the blond youth, who had his hands in his pockets, revealed an expression of utter disgust.

As if he had witnessed the most disgusting thing in his life, the blond youth looked at the thick fog billowing up in front of him due to the explosion and muttered something under his breath.

“Fake!”

Chapter 518 Only the outcome of the battle matters (revised)

The battle unfolded in such a simple and brutal manner.

Kirei Kotomine didn't need to explain anything to Shirou Emiya; he only understood that at this moment, Shirou Emiya had become his enemy.

Therefore, all he needs to do is defeat Emiya Shirou in the shortest possible time.

As for why Shirou Emiya came to the church at this moment...

Why did Gilgamesh call it the anchor point? And why could a boy who was even training his magic circuits incorrectly possess such great power?

These things were of no concern to the man named Kirei Kotomine.

Now that the reason for the battle has been determined, all that remains is to know the outcome.

However, Kirei Kotomine seemed completely unconcerned about the outcome. He opened his closed, blood-stained book and, while chanting, dragged the boy's corpse into the church.

"call out--!"

The sword arrows shot out from the thick fog, but were easily intercepted by the weapon that burst forth from the golden ripples.

The thick fog slowly dissipated.

The ground was charred black from the violent explosion.

Emiya Shirou raised his right hand, looking at the blond youth in front of him, his face filled with solemnity.

On his cheek, along with the scratches, blood slowly trickled down.

"So fast--!"

Emiya Shirou was startled.

In that instant, Shirou Emiya projected the weapon that burst forth from the golden ripples at his fastest speed.

However, the weapon appeared from the golden ripples at such a fast speed that even though Shirou Emiya reacted the moment the golden ripples appeared, the projection speed couldn't keep up at all.

Moreover, the weapons that came hurtling towards us were not limited to swords and knives.

"A mongrel should act like a mongrel!"

Without saying much, the blond youth looked at Shirou Emiya with disgust, not even bothering to explain, and swiftly swung his raised hand down.

The golden ripples, now twice as numerous, rose from behind him, from which weapons emerged one after another. Various treasures, including swords, spears, and halberds, paused for a moment, all aimed at Emiya Shirou.

Immediately afterwards, like a bullet fired from a gun, it tore through space once again, accompanied by streaks of golden light, and shot towards Shirou Emiya.

Emiya Shirou's eyes flashed, and dragon-shaped armor instantly climbed onto his body.

One after another, swords that Shirou Emiya had seen or forged appeared in the space around him.

Immediately, amidst the tremors in the air, the weapons suspended in mid-air burst forth, tearing through the air and flashing with silver or gold light, suddenly clashing with the incoming magical artifacts.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

It was clearly a clash of steel against steel, weapons coming from the sky and the earth, each unleashing their power upon the other, yet they were like bombs ready to explode at any moment, producing a deep yet resounding explosion that echoed through the air.

The sparks ignited by their collision spread out like waves of fire, illuminating the entire space covered in darkness in a fiery red.

The temperature in the air also soared suddenly, causing the atmosphere to distort.

The blond youth looked at Shirou Emiya, who was struggling to defend against the attack, with a disdainful smile.

The torrential attacks, like ferocious beasts, tore apart the weapons projected by Shirou Emiya, raining them down relentlessly.

A predicament.

If Shirou Emiya were to project his Noble Phantasm directly at the blond youth's incoming attack, his projection speed would not be able to keep up with the speed of the Noble Phantasm, and a considerable portion of the attack would hit him directly.

If you abandon projecting the incoming weapons and instead project weapons that you have used or forged, you can keep up in terms of speed.

However, it was extremely obvious that most of the weapons he projected were unable to engage in one-on-one direct combat.

Faced with a barrage of weapons, some bodies need two, or even three, projected swords and blades to withstand the onslaught.

However, he could not project so many swords in an instant.

Therefore, there is only one answer —

"This body is made of sword!"

After only a moment's thought, Shirou Emiya arrived at the only answer that could get close to the blond youth.

That's even faster than him, at the moment he launches his attack, during the phase.

Only in Unlimited Blade Works can Shirou Emiya intercept his attacks at the fastest speed.

After all, the weapons in Unlimited Blade Works are either projected or forged, they are ready-made weapons. There is no need to consume more of Shirou Emiya's magic power required for projection.

"laugh--!"

Crimson lightning suddenly erupted from Shirou Emiya's body.

The force of the impact shattered the ground beneath Shirou Emiya's feet.

In that instant, Shirou Emiya transformed into a crimson lightning bolt, becoming a form almost invisible to the naked eye, darting back and forth throughout the church.

Sometimes it stomps on the ground, running across the ground like a wild beast.

Sometimes they defy gravity and leap across the walls like geckos.

At this moment, the entire church floor and walls became Shirou Emiya's foothold, and his figure flew back and forth at an astonishing speed, like lightning.

While projecting weapons to defend themselves, they also dodged the relentless barrage of attacks.

Countless bombing sounds came incessantly from in front of Shirou Emiya, behind him, and even from his body.

He wanted to find an opportunity to launch an attack.

But the airtight attack gave Emiya Shirou absolutely no chance.

Just dodging and blocking had already exhausted all of Shirou Emiya's energy.

The projected [Demon Possessed] he was wearing only collided head-on with the Noble Phantasm a few times before an indescribable gale arose.

"Like an annoying bug!"

The blond youth's tone gradually became impatient, and the golden ripples surged once more. One after another, his Noble Phantasms shot out like beams of light, sweeping across the sky with the force and speed of thunder, raining down on Shirou Emiya.

"Forge your bones to the core, burn your soul to the core—!"