Emiya Shirou doesn't want to work overtime

Blood gushed from his body, and the crazed Servant, even in this state, still wore a fearless smile.

"Huh? Lancer, are you going to die?"

It was only at this moment that Shirou Emiya learned the class of Vlad III before him.

He had always assumed that the mad Vlad III before him was a Berserker due to the influence of vampire legends.

Shirou Emiya did not question why the Berserker class could engage in dialogue, since Spartacus, being a red Berserker, could also communicate.

Just like Vlad III before him, his language revealed a madness that was difficult for ordinary people to understand.

The man in front of him, in terms of both words and actions, was completely unlike the gentle and refined Lancer Vlad III whom Emiya Shirou knew.

However, even though Lanlu's mental state was extremely bad, he didn't reveal his Servant's class in a single encounter like Matou Shinji.

"So, even though I'm very sad, extremely sad, if I don't eat, then—"

Lanlu knew Vlad III's love for her. She wanted to eat Vlad III, but she couldn't because she had no desire to eat him.

But he couldn't bear to watch Vlad III die like that, muttering to himself as his will raged against his desires.

At the very moment Lanlu Jun and Vlad III were talking, the dark substance began to cover them.

However, the two seemed completely unconcerned. Vlad III also slightly turned his head, revealing a tenderness that was almost impossible to discern from his frenzied expression.

"No, there's no need to do that. This body is not worthy of your love. The monster can only disappear like this."

"A pitiful woman who longed to devour someone, but in reality never devoured a single one!"

"That's why humans are so beautiful. Even if you lose your mind, you are still human."

Despite his anger toward humanity, Vlad III still loved humankind.

"There is still hope for your soul. If you go to hell, I will go with you."

Even as Vlad III spoke to Lanlu Jun, a terrifying explosion reverberated from in front of him.

The crimson wall was instantly shattered, and a silver figure, entwined with black matter, broke through it and rushed in with unstoppable force.

"Is this you? Even under these circumstances, you're willing to lend a helping hand to us monsters?"

Vlad III, kneeling on the ground, couldn't help but laugh, his voice trembling.

They are the enemy!

Is it worth going to such lengths for the enemy?

Vlad III didn't know what Emiya Shirou was thinking about these questions, but he knew that the young man before him was someone worthy of all his respect.

He was an incomparably noble person.

However, this crimson world seems to have no intention of letting Shirou Emiya run rampant like this.

"Zi——!"

The wall was quickly repaired the moment Shirou Emiya burst in.

Another thing suddenly rose up, and the pitch-black substance seemed to have locked onto Shirou Emiya, beginning to devour him at an incredibly terrifying speed.

Emiya Shirou did not give up.

“Grab my hand—!”

Emiya Shirou burst in, flapping his wings and ignoring the dark room that was engulfing him at an alarming speed. He reached out and shouted at Vlad III and Ranlu.

He did not abandon his rescue efforts simply because Vlad III was a follower. Without any hesitation or concern for his own life, he extended a helping hand to the two.

Seriously, what an idiot!

"My wife, let us offer this final elegy to those who understand us so well, let our departure be all the more magnificent!!!!"

His body was mostly covered by a dark substance, and his chest had been mercilessly pierced by a crimson beam of light.

Life has been reduced to its last flickering flame.

Even so, Vlad III still laughed arrogantly, looking at the silver figure in front of him.

"Hero, let me see you off on your final journey!"

At that moment, a sharp female voice came from behind Vlad III.

At this moment, willpower triumphs over desire, and in the face of impending death, reason returns somewhat.

"In the name of the Command Seal, unleash the final Noble Phantasm, Lancer!!!!!!!!!"

"Yes, my wife!"

My path is stained with blood.

[Disputes with hundreds of nobles]

Fighting against tens of thousands of enemies

【The cruelty I inflicted upon them】

However, the cruelty I have displayed...

[To turn his body into a weapon]

【Kazikli Bey! ! ! ! ! ! 】

Unstoppable and unavoidable, because the projection gun is inferior to the projection sword in both magic consumption and speed, the Night Hat did not contain the [Small World Encircling the Sky], but instead placed a pre-projected pitch-black magic gun to resist the penetrating steel gun.

At such close range, Shirou Emiya didn't even have time to project the [Sevenfold Ring of Blazing Heaven].

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

However, just as Shirou Emiya was figuring out how to defend against the steel spears that were suddenly rising from the ground, a violent explosion erupted from behind him.

At that moment, countless steel guns crashed violently into the crimson wall.

The sudden, violent storm blew Shirou Emiya away from his unprepared state, sending him flying backwards toward the outside of the crimson wall.

"What--!"

Before Shirou Emiya could even prepare to once again speed towards the crimson world...

Vlad III, who was unleashing his Noble Phantasm, was completely engulfed by the dark substance, and the Noble Phantasm abruptly stopped. The crimson walls were also restored to their original state in an instant.

Lanlu-kun merely nodded slightly to Shirou Emiya, who was already on the other side of the wall, and then, as if he could no longer suppress it, his eyes turned mad again, revealing that clown-like smile.

Standing at the center of that collapsing world, he slowly crouched down, struggling in agony, like a child patting the blood on the ground, holding it preciously to his chest.

"I know I could cook you very well; if it were me, I would love you the most."

"Ah, my stomach is rumbling, I'm hungry—"

"My stomach is growling—"

As she murmured her last words, the pitch-black substance gradually covered her entire body, then turned into black mist and disappeared into the collapsing world.

This woman has completely broken down.

Having lost her beloved child, she had lost her true self.

They were trapped in a situation where they could only eat their most beloved food.

In such a crazy contradiction.

But even until the very end...

Until they were starving, emaciated, and their very life was about to be extinguished.

This clown, who should have lost all his strength to even temper his will, still persists in fighting against the dark side that keeps devouring him.

And the shining points of the soul of this unknown woman who disappeared silently...

But it was discovered by a blood-stained martial artist.

Chapter 582 He gave so much

"Ding ding ding ding ding!!!!"

Bathed in the setting sun, the loudspeaker hanging in the corner of the corridor seemed to be urging students to leave, emitting a very rhythmic sound.

A gentle breeze stirred, softly sweeping across the entire campus.

The cherry blossom trees planted on both sides of the sidewalk sent petals fluttering down from the sky with the gentle breeze.

Students in uniforms, chatting and laughing, strolled around the academy.

Some people are discussing the novel they read today.

Some people are engaging in competitions that are difficult for ordinary people to understand.

Some people recounted what they had seen and heard that day.

From a distance, it looks like a perfectly normal school.

There was absolutely no sense of oppression whatsoever from the so-called Holy Grail War.

"You won the second match too? That's really something—"

Rin Tohsaka didn't continue speaking. Although she understood that Shirou Emiya might have the ability to defeat Servants, she was also surprised that Shirou Emiya had defeated Shinji Matou without any Servants.

Even so, Rin Tohsaka still couldn't get used to Shirou Emiya being able to defeat Servants. When she heard that Shirou Emiya was able to defeat Vlad III, who was a vampire, she couldn't help but show a surprised expression.

But at the same time, I also became somewhat anxious.

As time goes by, if Shirou Emiya is not eliminated, then facing him will be inevitable sooner or later.

"Hmph! How could someone capable of defeating me be defeated in the second round!"

In the infirmary, Matou Shinji, who had barely managed to stand up, looked extremely proud, as if he, not Emiya Shirou, had won the second round.

"Huh? Are you out of your mind?!"

Rin Tohsaka looked at Shinji Matou behind her and couldn't help but make a disgusted sound, "What do you mean by 'winning over your existence'?"

When she heard about Shinji Matou's series of procedures for treating high blood pressure, she couldn't help but wipe away imaginary sweat from her forehead.

If only her opponent could be as foolish as Shinji Matou, she would be confident that she could eliminate him in the arena.

"You don't understand the value of the Asian Games Championship!!"