Emiya Shirou doesn't want to work overtime

Just as Shirou Emiya began to observe his surroundings, a dazzling bolt of lightning illuminated the sky and the earth.

It was as if a god wielded a sharp sword, tearing the entire sky in two.

Immediately afterwards, a sound like the sky collapsing and the earth splitting open was heard.

"boom------!"

The incredibly loud sound was like a command, and at that moment, torrential rain poured down from the sky.

The ground beneath their feet shook.

No, that creaking sound was definitely not from the land; the shaking sensation was more like the sail of a ship sailing on the sea.

The waves roared like wild beasts as they crashed against the sails of the ship where Shirou Emiya and Shinji Matou were located.

The powerful impact caused Shinji Matou, who had just regained his footing, to fall to the side again, but Drake pulled him back with a mocking voice.

"Ocean, I must say, you've drawn the best hand ever, Master—"

Feeling the oncoming wind and rain, Drake couldn't help but let out a very hearty laugh.

This scene reminded her of her past, of the extreme weather that Drake, as captain, had encountered countless times.

As a pirate, as a sailor on the sea, the greatest enemy is not other sailors, nor other pirates.

Instead, it is the ocean, which is forever unpredictable and can turn into a black hole that devours people without spitting out their bones at any moment.

At sea, she can almost completely unleash her full potential.

"Given such favorable conditions, we must give it our all and defeat the enemy before us!"

Shinji quickly adjusted his body and stabilized himself on the extremely swaying deck, looking at Shirou Emiya with a fighting spirit in his eyes.

"Of course, as a pirate, whether it's life, bullets, or treasure, you should use as much as you can to be truly satisfied. Only by fighting with all your might can you truly enjoy yourself."

"So, prepare for bankruptcy, Master—!"

With a hearty smile, amidst the constant roar of thunder, Drake swiftly conjured two flintlock pistols in his hands, looking at Emiya Shirou with the same fighting spirit as Matou Shinji.

Emiya Shirou responded to the fighting spirit shown to him by Matou Shinji and Drake, and a pair of black and white pistols appeared in his hands.

A strong wind swept in from the distant sky, making the ship's sails rattle loudly.

The surging waves kept crashing against the side of the sail.

Angry bolts of lightning cleaved down from the sky, like golden spears thrown down and sinking into the ocean.

On the deck, Shirou Emiya and Drake stood facing each other.

Each of them held two guns in their hands.

With the black muzzle of their guns pointed at each other, Shirou Emiya and Drake stood facing each other, their eyes meeting in mid-air to the accompaniment of thunder.

As if visible to the naked eye, sparks were burning intensely between the two.

The will to fight also constantly clashed between the two.

The surrounding space became incredibly silent.

Even Shinji Matou, standing behind Drake, couldn't help but hold his breath.

Immediately, the rigidity that had been maintained was broken.

"As a villain, I don't have that much patience!"

Drake's eyes suddenly sharpened.

A powerful aura rose from her at that moment.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang!!!!!!!!!"

Dozens of cannon barrels appeared behind Drake in the blink of an eye, aimed at Shirou Emiya, and suddenly blasted out.

"Projection begins—!"

Facing the cannon fire that seemed capable of engulfing everything, Shirou Emiya muttered something under his breath. Then, without any hesitation, he transformed into a black shadow and charged forward.

"Zheng——!"

The armor, named "Possessed by Demons," covered Shirou Emiya the moment he charged forward.

"laugh--!"

A faint whooshing sound rang out.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!!!!"

The sound of gunfire, blazing and spitting fire, was incessant at that moment.

Under the barrage of artillery fire, amidst the swirling bullets.

The silver figure and the cherry-red figure met in the blink of an eye.

"Qiang!"

With a crisp clash, the black and white blades sliced ​​through the air like flashes of light, colliding heavily with the flintlock pistol in Drake's hand.

Amidst the bursting sparks, Drake's figure was jerked backward, but he immediately regained his footing. His feet tightened, and at that moment, the black muzzle of the cannon appeared above Shirou Emiya's head, with sparks gathering within it.

"choke!"

The next second, the sword arrow that had also appeared beside Shirou Emiya transformed into a flash of light, accompanied by a melodious sword whistle, and pierced the interior of the cannon with unparalleled precision.

The flames gathered at the muzzle were extinguished instantly.

"clang!"

The black and white twin blades slashed mercilessly at Drake once more, the sound of metal clashing like the tolling of bells echoing in all directions.

In the mere few dozen seconds of the exchange, even with Drake's special gun-blocking techniques, he was unable to withstand such powerful slashes multiple times.

"Pretty!"

Drake's eyes lit up. She never expected that Shirou Emiya could make turrets appear around him and launch attacks, just like she could.

Without the turn limit, Drake's expression became unrestrained, as if he were enjoying the battle, with an extremely cheerful smile throughout.

But at that moment, her gaze toward Shirou Emiya became even more piercing, and the flintlock pistol in her hand shattered rapidly before reappearing in her grasp.

Immediately afterwards, accompanied by the flash of flame from the flintlock pistol, a bullet formed from magic tore through the air and flew toward Shirou Emiya in front of him.

"Om-!"

The next moment, amidst a slight tremor in the air, a pair of black and white pistols, each with a blade and flashing with a cold arc of light, tore through space, transforming into a storm of sword blades that swept forward.

Thus, the storm of blades met the curtain of bullets like rain.

"Clang, clang, clang, clang!"

A startling crash resounded.

With sparks flying everywhere, the incoming bullets were deflected in less than the blink of an eye.

In the instant he deflected the bullets, Shirou Emiya seized the opportunity and, using his skill, continued to pull the trigger.

The bullets that were fired flew out and bounced around in a very short time, forming an extremely dangerous spider web that quickly surrounded Drake's figure.

She would probably be easily pierced by a web of bullets in the next second.

Chapter 557 The Golden Deer and the Stormy Night

"boom--!"

Golden beams of light descended from the sky, engulfing Drake in an instant, swallowing up countless bullets hurtling towards him.

The deck was breached the moment the shell hit, and a large amount of seawater poured in from underneath.

The ship's hull became extremely unstable and swayed violently under the repeated impacts of the terrifying cannon fire and the surging waves.

The torrential rain showed no mercy as it fell from the sky.

Even if the sudden shelling hadn't pierced the hull, it was only a matter of time before the ship sank.

Faced with the artillery barrage coming down from the sky, Shirou Emiya quickly looked up.

In the pitch-black sky, Shirou Emiya could vaguely see the sail of the ship called the Golden Deer, suspended in the air amidst thunder and torrential rain.

At the very moment Shirou Emiya looked up, dozens of golden cannonballs rained down on his position.

Shirou Emiya, clad in demonic robes, was surrounded by flashes of golden lightning, transforming into a silver shadow as he dodged the relentless barrage of beams of light.

Explosions and flashes of light continued to erupt on the sails of the ships in their battleground.

The ship began to sink toward the seabed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At that moment, the enormous anchor fell from the sky.

"laugh--!"

A faint sound of something cutting through the air arose.

Under the cover of artillery fire, Drake, along with Shinji Matou, grabbed the dropped anchor and boarded her Rider's mount, the Golden Deer.

Beneath the storm, so fierce it could confuse even the most discerning eye, Drake gripped the golden rudder that shone like a blooming flower on the chest of the demon ship.

Even the most terrifying storms could not stop her, could not stop her, the sea demon, the sailor of the stormy sea, the woman who shot down the sun—Francis Drake.

She turned the golden ship's wheel with great joy, shouting at Shinji Matou in the storm with a voice that was incredibly loud despite being a woman.

"Give the order, Master!"

The terrifying artillery barrage continued relentlessly downwards, while countless arrows hurtled towards the Golden Deer.

The two exploded violently the instant they made contact, causing the entire space to tremble.

Seeing this epic scene, Shinji Matou momentarily forgot the terror from the ocean, his heart burning with boundless passion.

"Rier, I command you: Unleash your Noble Phantasm! Crush the enemy to the last drop!!!"

"That's exactly what I was waiting for!!!"

As Matou Shinji finished speaking, powerful magic manifested from Drake's body. With a voice full of fighting spirit, she shouted at the sky as if she were calling out something.

"My lords, it's time—!"