Projection magicians starting from the Uchiha clan

His biggest weaknesses are insufficient chakra reserves and a limited number of Noble Phantasms.

"Okay, see you tomorrow."

Everyone said goodbye to Iori and then went their separate ways.

Kakashi continued his training, focusing on perfecting his ninjutsu, Chidori.

Obito went to the medical team to find Rin Nohara; the simp never misses a chance.

Kaori Uzuki and Takumi Kurama each found a tent to rest.

Although they weren't seriously injured, they were severely exhausted, both physically and mentally.

After entering the tent, Uchiha Iori lay down heavily, closed his eyes, and his mind returned to the Hall of Heroes.

Chapter 4 Cú Chulainn and the Thorn Spear

Upon returning to the Unlimited Blade Works space, Uchiha Iori felt a strange sense of control.

Upon closer examination, he discovered that he had gained partial control over the space.

This discovery stirred something within him, and he immediately attempted to activate the projection magic.

However, the chakra consumption was no different from that in the outside world, and the hope of exploiting the bug was dashed.

He sighed helplessly, muttering to himself, "Looks like it won't be that easy."

He raised his hand and waved it gently, and the doors leading to Valhalla opened in response.

As Iori stepped inside, the instant he felt dizzy, as if he had been thrown into a giant vortex.

He struggled to steady himself, clutching his head, and complained with a wry smile, "My God, it feels like I drank fake alcohol all night and then threw up all night before waking up."

As his vision gradually cleared, the sight before him made him hold his breath for a moment.

The magnificent palace, resplendent in gold and jade, is like a fairyland from mythology.

Outside was a vast open field, lush with vegetation, where every green leaf seemed to sway gently in the breeze.

In the center of the palace, a long table was laden with all sorts of delicacies, their aromas irresistible and mouthwatering.

Iori's gaze was drawn to a man beside the table; he was the only person in the palace at that moment.

"Yo, newcomer, welcome to Valhalla." The man looked up and smiled.

He had short blue hair, a long ponytail at the back of his head, and wore a pair of light blue earrings.

He had crimson eyes, blue eyebrows, and wore a blue bodysuit that extended to his wrists to form cup-shaped armor. He also had silver shoulder armor draped over his shoulders, and a crimson spear lay beside him.

“I am Cú Chulainn, a knight from the Red Branch Knights, son of Ruger,” Cú Chulainn introduced himself.

Iori's heart skipped a beat. The man before her was none other than Setant, the legendary hero from Ireland and son of the sun god Lugh.

Because he accidentally killed the blacksmith Culan's guard dog when he was young, he vowed to temporarily take over the guard dog's duties, and thus became known as "The Hound of Culan," or Cú Chulainn.

As an adult, he became an apprentice of Queen Scáthach of the Land of Shadows and obtained the Gáe Bolg, a magical spear that pierces the death thorns. In the Celtic myth of the Bull Wars, he single-handedly repelled the armies sent by Queen Medb of Connaught on several occasions.

Ultimately, due to Maeve's scheming, she lost her left hand because of the conflict between her two restrictions (Geis) of "not being able to eat dog meat" and "not being able to refuse alms." She was forced to give up her magic spear at the bard's request and was eventually pierced by her own magic spear. Before dying, she tied herself to a stone pillar.

In Europe, his fame is comparable to that of Hercules, the ancient Greek god of strength.

My name is Uchiha Iori. Could you tell me about the Hall of Heroes? Also, how do I obtain permission to copy Noble Phantasms?

With a mixture of anticipation and curiosity, Iori asked Cú Chulainn a question.

A surge of joy welled up in his heart; after all, seeing familiar faces from the past appear on the friendly side always brings a sense of pleasure.

Cú Chulainn chuckled, a hint of teasing in his eyes: "Valhalla has no concept of time, so it's normal for you to encounter Servants from any time period."

"Our Hall of Heroes is a special version, and sometimes it has visitors from other worlds, so don't be too surprised to see some characters that shouldn't exist."

He paused, then said meaningfully.

"The food and drinks here are free to use, and everything will be restored after a day and night cycle."

"As for Noble Phantasms, it depends on how the other party views you. If they like you, they'll let you copy their Noble Phantasms; if they don't, they won't even acknowledge you. It all depends on the compatibility between you."

"So what are your standards? Do you find me pleasing to the eye?" Uchiha Iori asked with a smile.

Cú Chulainn nodded slightly, a hint of appreciation flashing in his eyes: "Not bad, at least you had the courage to ask."

Iori understood what he had to do. Everyone here was a hero who would leave their mark on history; all he had to do was prove himself and win over like-minded friends.

Sunlight streamed through the palace's high windows, gilding Cú Chulainn's silhouette with a golden edge.

His eyes gleamed with an endless thirst and fervor for battle.

"Of course!" His voice boomed, like a battle horn, echoing through the empty palace. "Let's get to know each other through battle! Unleash your Noble Phantasms to your heart's content, let me have some fun, and you can have whatever you want with them!"

He strode out of the palace, wielding his spear with agile movements, the tip drawing dazzling streaks of light.

Then, he bent down, the tip of the gun pointing downwards, his left hand gripping the front and his right hand holding the rear. The gun glowed with a red magical light, a light like flames, burning with Cu Chulainn's fighting spirit.

"Let me see your strength and resolve, please me with battle!" Cú Chulainn's voice boomed like thunder.

Iori smiled too, her mind clear. Here, there was no need to overthink; she could simply follow her heart and give it her all.

"Then let us fight to the death, son of Ireland."

Uchiha Iori's past life was a plain and unremarkable picture, with every stroke so orderly and without a ripple.

I went to school and went to work in a routine manner, living a life that consisted of going back and forth between two points for more than 20 years.

He had few friends, few hobbies, and nothing to boast about. His existence remained meaningless until his death, and apart from his family, probably no one would remember him.

Even after being reincarnated into the Naruto world, Iori's life doesn't seem to have changed.

In this chaotic world, he was like an insignificant speck of dust, who could disappear silently while on a mission, just like his parents in this life, leaving no trace of his name.

Until the fierce battle with the Heroic Spirit Emiya, and the life-or-death struggle with the Iwa ninja.

Iori finally found her purpose in life.

He felt the joy of constantly becoming stronger, and the tension and excitement of hanging by a thread between life and death.

Every battle is a challenge to one's own limits, and every victory is an affirmation of one's own value.

“Trace on.”

Uchiha Iori activated his Sharingan, and three tomoe emerged from it, slowly rotating. Twin swords appeared in Iori's hands.

Perhaps because she understands the history of Gan Jiang and Mo Xie better than Shirou Emiya, Iori's Gan Jiang and Mo Xie is more complete, more powerful, and consumes less energy than Shirou Emiya's.

The inscriptions on the sword are clearly visible, and each line contains an ancient and powerful force.

brush!

Cú Chulainn pushed off with his back foot, his spear piercing towards Uchiha Iori's chest like lightning. Iori deflected the spear tip with his sword, then swiftly slashed at Cú Chulainn's abdomen with his other sword.

Cú Chulainn pressed down on the butt of his spear, blocking Iori's slash.

Both jumped back to create distance. Cú Chulainn leaped high and swung his spear down, but Iori blocked it with his twin swords.

Cú Chulainn used the momentum to leap behind Iori and thrust his spear at her.

Iori turned his head away, and the strong wind generated by the magic spear sliced ​​across his cheek.

He infused his magic into Gan Jiang and Mo Xie, then brought his hands together, causing the twin swords to suddenly lengthen and sweep across Cú Chulainn's abdomen.

After several rounds of fighting, Uchiha Iori exclaimed in admiration:

"As expected of Ireland's great hero, he managed to dodge my attack even in this situation."

Even though he obtained the battle memories of the Heroic Spirit Emiya, he could not make much of it useful to himself in a short period of time.

These ancient heroes possessed extremely rich combat experience and exceptionally keen intuition, truly deserving of their place in history.

The spear and the twin swords clashed repeatedly, the sound of metal striking metal echoing in the air. Gan Jiang and Mo Xie were shattered several times, only to be projected back by Iori once more.

Iori spared no effort, continuously squeezing out chakra from her body.

If this continues, even if Iori doesn't lose in the skill competition, she will die from the breakdown of her body.

After they parted ways again, Cú Chulainn burst into hearty laughter.

He is a generous and magnanimous man who doesn't care about details once he finds someone he likes.

"Kid, although your strength is not quite enough, I acknowledge your fighting spirit. Now I will take your heart."

Cú Chulainn slashed his leg backward, and red magic energy continuously gathered on his spear. The violent magic energy stirred up a storm, tearing the sky and the earth apart, turning the sky red.

"Then let's decide the outcome with the final blow."

Uchiha Iori frantically squeezed out all of his chakra.

He casually tossed aside his twin swords, mimicking Cú Chulainn's stance, and a crimson magic spear appeared in his hand.

“Gáe Bolg (Spear Piercing the Dead Thorns)”

Both shouted at the same time, and their guns crossed paths.

Iori's heart was pierced by the spear, leaving a large hole.

Although Cú Chulainn avoided the heart, he was still shot through the shoulder.

"Hey kid, you know perfectly well how I died, why do you still try to stab me with my gun?"

Cú Chulainn was somewhat displeased, for legend had it that he was pierced by his own demonic spear and then met his death.

"Haha, didn't you already kill me?"

Iori lay on the ground and answered with a smile.

He finally found his own fun: fighting, getting stronger, and then pursuing even more exhilarating battles.

"Let's have a banquet together next time. I bet you get along with a lot of people."

As Cú Chulainn spoke, he turned and left.

He slung the demonic spear over his shoulder and waved goodbye to Uchiha Iori.

Uchiha Iori lay on the ground, silent, gazing at the sky, before turning into specks of light and disappearing once more.

Chapter 5 Future and Present