Emiya Shirou doesn't want to work overtime

In just a few seconds, an extremely pure stream of air flowed into Tatsumi's nasal cavity.

He instantly opened his tightly closed eyes and felt the presence of air.

Thanks to Tatsumi's extremely strong will to survive, that suit of armor evolved within seconds to allow him to breathe underwater.

It also made it move with terrifying speed in the sea, like a fish, as if it were born a fish, and the surrounding water currents had no effect on Tatsumi.

After a short rest and a brief recovery, Tatsumi quickly headed towards the ship's location.

Underwater, Tazmi's field of vision even became wider.

Chapter Seventy-Nine Night Raid

"Unfamiliar ceiling."

Even though he knew he would see an unfamiliar ceiling when he woke up, Emiya couldn't help but complain.

This was perhaps a rare moment of relaxation for him as he struggled in such darkness.

Emiya was filled with various aches and pains, unlike the previous times when he was able to move around fully each time he woke up.

This time, in addition to the soreness all over his body, Emiya also felt weak all over, with only his head able to move around.

Emiya had stopped thinking about where he was and there was no need to over-interpret such an unremarkable little wooden house.

He will know what he needs to know.

"[Fantasy Collapse]?"

Emiya carefully recalled the previous battle, and he didn't know why he had uttered that name.

Perhaps it was instinct that led to the naming of this move.

However, the feeling he experienced when projecting the [Evil Spirit Possession] was completely different from the feeling he experienced when projecting the Nichirin Blade.

When Emiya held the Nichirin Blade, he only felt some techniques that did not belong to him being transmitted into his mind.

Aside from being able to inflict fatal damage on demons, it is otherwise just like an ordinary samurai sword.

Of course, the Nichirin Blade is still cooler than the Samurai Sword, after all, it is known as the color-changing blade, at least it looks very dazzling.

Emiya, who wields the Nichirin Blade, has never felt that his weapon can detonate.

Until he projected that Imperial Arm himself.

Emiya could sense the immense power contained within it.

"Perhaps it can detonate and destroy the water sword's form?"

If the water sword cannot stabilize its shape, it is no different from raindrops falling from the sky, posing no threat whatsoever.

Emiya had only slightly activated his magical power, and the extremely terrifying explosion was the last thing he heard when he lost consciousness.

At that time, he had almost exhausted his own strength in order to resist Brand's attack, and only his magic power was left.

"are you awake?"

"Squeak—!"

A woman with beautiful black hair, red eyes, and a pretty face that didn't need makeup was seen carrying a bowl of porridge and pushing open the door.

She was dressed in what looked like a summer school uniform, with a tie pinned to her chest and a very short skirt, and walked toward where Emiya was lying.

Emiya also turned around and looked over.

"Thank you!"

Without asking any questions, Emiya simply thanked her softly.

This caused her to pause slightly.

Aren't you curious about where you are?

She placed the porridge on Emiya's bedside table, sat down on a chair beside him, and asked him a question.

Emiya shook his head in response to her question.

"I'm already very fortunate to have survived. I don't ask for much, and I don't have any extravagant desires."

"Besides, shouldn't the first thing to do when someone saves you be to express your gratitude? Why would you question them? It wasn't their responsibility to save me."

Emiya is willing to sacrifice himself to save people, but he doesn't expect everyone to have the same spirit of self-sacrifice as him.

As long as he can do it, that's fine. Risking one's life to save others is not a duty that others are obligated to fulfill.

What will happen to his family if something happens while he's saving people? A person can't live in this world and only think about themselves.

But he still risked his life to save you, and in any case, Emiya believes the first thing to do is to express gratitude.

"is it?"

She seemed to be deep in thought, then suddenly glanced at Emiya's body.

"W-what happened?"

Emiya felt a chill run down his spine as she scrutinized him like that.

However, he is currently unable to move his body and cannot react.

"Looks like we don't need to use any drugs!"

She nodded with absolute certainty.

"Drugned!?"

There's medicine in this porridge. What kind of medicine?

Emiya stared in horror at the porridge on his bedside table, his eyes filled with disbelief.

How could he have escaped one danger only to fall into another? He hasn't even recovered yet, and he's already being schemed against like this.

Emiya felt extremely distressed.

But the woman sitting in front of Emiya did not linger and quickly walked out.

"Aren't you going to drug me? Why do you say I don't need to be drugged?"

Emiya looked at Zhou with a puzzled expression, wondering why she was doing this.

"Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!"

Clear sunlight streamed in through the doorway.

Emiya seemed to hear something moving.

The black-haired woman appeared at Emiya's door once again.

This time, her gaze was extremely serious as she moved the chair next to Emiya's bed.

The petite yet enormous figure loomed over Emiya, making him dare not move an inch.

Although he is currently unable to move.

Then----

Emiya was then carried in a princess carry by her.

"..."

"what are you planning to do?"

Emiya is still completely baffled.

But she didn't give him much of an explanation. Instead, she carried him to the door and threw him into the wheelchair.

"Let's go meet everyone first!"

As she spoke, she grabbed the sides of Emiya's wheelchair behind him and pushed him forward.

Emiya also wanted to resist, but he could only use his head and eyes to show her that he would never compromise.

"coming!"

"Squeak—!"

As the door was pushed open, Emiya saw an extremely large table, on which sat many faces that were both familiar and unfamiliar.

Tatsumi was sitting in his seat, chatting happily with Brand next to him, seemingly very pleased with his newly acquired weapon.

Lubbock, while eating his own little cake, smiled and waved to Emiya, who was sitting in a wheelchair.

On the other side, a blonde older sister and a pink-haired girl with pigtails are fighting over snacks in their hands.

It was quite obvious that the woman with cat-like ears was playing with the pink-haired girl.

The pink-haired woman was fuming, but there was nothing she could do about it.

Sitting at the very top of this place was a woman with short white hair, one eye covered by a strip of cloth, and one hand that was as thick and strong as a machine, who looked dashing and heroic.

She looked at Shirou Emiya, who was sitting in a wheelchair, with an extremely scrutinizing gaze.

"Is this the fourth of the three beastmen who saved you?"

The dashing woman turned to Tatsumi and Brand, who were playfully fighting nearby, and asked them a question.

Tatsumi and Brand nodded in agreement; they couldn't possibly be mistaken for that striking red hair.

"You only have two choices now!"

She didn't say much, but from the first moment she saw the red-haired boy, she knew that he was a young man bursting with a sense of justice.

Moreover, with corroboration from Tatsumi, Brand, and Lubbock, she still had great faith in the judgment of her subordinates.

"Join the night raid, or die here!"

The reason for drugging Shirou Emiya was to render him incapable of fighting.

On the ship, Shirou Emiya's fighting prowess was evident to both Tatsumi and Brand. If he were allowed to come to the base, he might just destroy it completely.

To prevent any accidents, they needed to take some precautions before Emiya agreed to join the night raid.

The black-haired girl was also extremely beautiful, the same age as Emiya, and able to control her emotions very precisely. If she were to feed Emiya porridge, Emiya would surely not refuse.

Unexpectedly, Emiya did not recover, and even without the medication, he is now unable to move.