Xingtie: Can’t you just let me focus on completing the commissions?

I retrieved a small piece of the Insect King's remains from Rakshasa and placed it alongside the branch of the Jianmu tree and fragments of the Transcendent Realm.

If the rumors are true, then these three are all part of the Star God's body tissues.

Legend has it that the Jianmu tree was formed from the blood of a pharmacist.

The Mirror of Transcendence is Idrira's divine body.

Emiya placed the three materials before him, then activated the Fullbring technique of the Shield of the Six Flowers, summoning the creatures according to the materials before him.

After about a few breaths,

Multiple rays of light began to cover the surface of the three materials.

After another several tens of minutes of build-up,

Three strange little figures then hatched from the three materials.

One of them is covered in armor, looks like an insect, and has a prominent horn on its head, which is even longer than its body.

The second one sits cross-legged in the void, with a bright light emanating from his back, like a living Buddha, and one can vaguely hear low chanting.

The third party, huddled behind a mirror, could vaguely see countless beautiful scenes reflected in it, with a young girl constantly whispering soft laughter within.

"If it weren't for the spell generated by the system, I really wouldn't dare to use you to summon Rikka."

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They possessed certain characteristics that even Mr. Emiya couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. Although he had thought it through before, seeing these little figures now, he felt that some of the metaphors were too strong.

"It's better to use a vague code name, so that it won't be a problem if it is actually observed."

He looked at the insect-like creature, which resembled a rhinoceros beetle, and spoke softly.

"Your name is 'Grey Tower'..."

"An individual like a living Buddha," Emiya thought for a moment, then spoke again.

“Your name is Temperance…”

Finally, glancing at the girl in the mirror, he hesitated for a moment before...

"Your name is 'The Hanged Man'..."

After naming the three, each responded with a short syllable. Unlike Orihime Inoue's Rikka Squad, which was quite talkative, their conciseness made Emiya feel more at ease.

"The Twin Heavens Shield seems to be usable now."

"We can use Himeko Murata's spiritual power."

Emiya slowly extracted the spirit of Himeko Murata that had been stored within him for a long time. He then directed Ash Tower and Temperance to construct the Fullbring technique of the Twin Heavens Shield, beginning the repair of Himeko Murata's remaining spirit.

"Double Heaven Return Shield - I refuse."

Accompanied by the power of the Fullbring technique, a faint light enveloped Himeko Murata's spirit. Although the repair was not visibly efficient, Emiya could still sense that the remaining part of her spirit was growing stronger.

"need some time."

"However, it's not a major inconvenience."

"Himiko's spirituality can also be restored at the same time."

The core of the Herrscher of Flame did indeed contain a portion of the spirit of the former captain of the Flamemoth squad, which has now been placed into the Twin Heavens Shield. Once the spirits of these two individuals are fully repaired...

Leaving Kiana and Kevin aside for now,

Himeko on the train will probably be very happy.

"Now it's time to prepare for the physical body. With the Healer's skill set, we can optimize our physical body to be even better... Since we're going to pursue excitement, let's go all the way."

Himiko and Himeko Murata both possessed extremely ordinary physical attributes. If it weren't for their outstanding fighting spirit, it would have been difficult for them to stand out in the Moth of Flame or the Destiny organization.

"Their body cells are all gone, so we can only borrow some of Himeko's body tissue as a model."

"We'll also optimize it in the direction of Feixiao, so it should be much better than the original version."

The repair of the Twin Heavens Shield lasted approximately fifteen hours. When the two red-haired ladies' spirits were fully restored and they slowly opened their eyes, Mr. Emiya couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement.

This was the "last lesson"—a lesson in deciphering Mi's strongest sword technique.

My brother really admires the captain who was the first to take the hits following the storyline.

Because they might end up as mere ship accomplices.

This is the final lesson.

I upheld my pride as the older sister.

Sakura has never been a traitor; my body is proof.

You are more important than the world!

【Lixue, this is all I can do for you now.】

Karen, live on.

Goodbye, my understanding one.

Hey, how are you feeling?

【Mei-nee, I don't want to die.】

Give me back my class monitor!

Himeko gazes at you tenderly, saying nothing more...

A string of lines, whose imagery immediately comes to mind without needing much explanation, flashed through my mind. At that very moment, the two spirits opened their eyes almost simultaneously.

The moment they opened their eyes, almost instinctively, they spoke.

"Kiana."

"Kevin."

"Live."

"Let's do it."

Almost identical voices arose simultaneously, reaching each other's ears. The moment the two spirits heard these perfectly similar voices, they both instinctively looked towards each other.

Immediately,

It was as if I were looking in a mirror.

Everywhere you look, there is a woman as passionate as a flame.

Her long, dazzling red hair, mature and alluring features, and clear, golden eyes shone brightly.

"you……"

"you……"

The two of them, almost simultaneously, wanted to ask each other something, but after hearing the other's response, they politely replied...

"You first……"

"You first……"

Their voices almost completely overlapped, and for a moment, both red-haired women couldn't help but laugh.

"Murata Himeko."

"Hemihu."

After a brief self-introduction, they couldn't help but laugh again upon hearing the almost identical syllables of their names, except for the surname Muryota.

"It seems there's some interesting connection between us."

Indeed, looking at you is like looking in a mirror.

"Isn't this a mirror image? You two were separated by 50,000 years, and you were both killed by a white-haired girl named Kaslana."

Just as the two were about to continue their conversation, a voice interrupted them. Himeko and Murata simultaneously turned to look at the newcomer.

He was a handsome young Japanese man, around twenty years old, but... after comparing their memories, neither of them recognized him.

"The Shield Shun Six Flowers is indeed a bit outrageous. With only a tiny bit left, it can still repair your soul. It truly lives up to its reputation as a bugged ability that can even repair the Hogyoku."

The man spoke in a language that was somewhat incomprehensible, but after only one exclamation, he introduced himself.

"My name is Emiya Shirou. I'm your savior. How about you two consider repaying me with your bodies after you're resurrected?"

Chapter 175: The smile won't disappear; it will just transfer to other people's faces. (Addendum 1)

"My name is Emiya Shirou. I'm your savior. How about you two consider repaying me with your bodies after you're resurrected?"

The two red-haired women were taken aback by this sudden remark. After a moment, gazing at Emiya's strikingly handsome features, they both burst into laughter.

"Is there such a good thing?"

"Sister, I've won the lottery?"

Then, both of them heard each other's words, and immediately turned their heads to face each other...

"You too?"

"Um……"

[Himeko Murata's emotional value +11]

[Himiko's emotional value +9].

Not a girl...

How come someone broke their own defenses?

The smile won't disappear.

It will only transfer to other people's faces.

Mr. Emiya chuckled, as if Mihoyo's red-haired older sister was always the type who seemed to have no trouble getting married on the surface, but in reality, she could never get married.

"Ahem, actually I'm still pursuing another Himeko-neechan."

"...???"

Upon hearing Emiya's decisive revelation, the two red-haired women felt a strange unease.

She met her first best friend who looked exactly like her, someone she could easily be sisters with, and then, out of the blue, she was confessed to by a stunningly handsome young man she met for the first time.

Two joys overlapped, and this double joy should have brought even more happiness, should have been a dreamlike moment of bliss.

But why...

Will it turn out like this?

"Are our faces very generic?"

Himeko Murata asked in disbelief. Although she wasn't particularly proud of herself, her appearance was certainly that of a rare beauty. Even in an environment like St. Freya Academy, where there were many beautiful young Valkyries, her looks could easily outshine a large number of young girls.

And now,

He suddenly found himself in an unfamiliar place and encountered a woman who looked exactly like him. He thought this was quite a coincidence.

But now that the other party says there is a third person named Himeko, she has no doubt that the person's appearance will be the same as hers.

"Imaginary numbers can be a traditional art form, and this is how it works in the worldview of the Tree Sea."

"Perhaps there are two other women named Himeko or Himiko in Takamagahara or Izumo Province."

"As long as you move to a new galaxy, it will be like you've been cloned there, and you'll start a new life all over again."

In a different galaxy, there's another version of her?

Himeko Murata fell silent for a moment. Although using the concept of a galaxy as a unit of measurement already reduced the probability of a face resemblance to one in billions or even trillions, but...

The thought of repeatedly resembling multiple different versions of myself...

I still can't help but feel a strange unease.

"By the way, when I create bodies for you two, I'll need to extract tissue from this sister Himeko. At that time... you'll truly be as close as family."

"flesh?"

The two older women were slightly taken aback, only now belatedly realizing the abnormality in themselves. They couldn't feel the weight of their bodies, and upon closer inspection, the other person even had a somewhat transparent texture.