Jobless Reincarnation: Emiya the Great Hero Must Show His True Skills

Shirou wanted to ask further, but to his surprise, the brown-haired boy sitting in the distance suddenly stood up and said, "You said you are Rudeus's brother?"

"Yes."

Shirou didn't elaborate, he just nodded silently.

After scrutinizing him for a moment, the brown-haired boy took the initiative to speak, saying, "I am Clive Grimmore, a genius magician."

Shirou felt a strange familiarity with the surname Grylls.

The other party actually claims to be a genius magician?

His overconfident attitude made Shirou hesitate.

Cliff calmly replied, "Although I am only fourteen years old, I have already mastered all the advanced levels of attack magic, as well as healing, detoxification, and divine strike magic. Barrier magic is still at the beginner level, but it will soon be upgraded to the intermediate level."

"It's awesome."

Shirou praised the other person from the bottom of his heart.

Because his own magic is far inferior to Cliff's, so far only his earth and fire magic have reached the intermediate level.

Cliff's strength at such a young age even reminded Shirou of Gino from the Sacred Land of Swords; both of them were true geniuses.

His reaction, however, annoyed Cliff, who muttered to himself, "Such an annoying reaction. You really are Rudeus's brother."

"Why do you say that?"

"You praise him on the surface, but you don't really care in your heart. Your attitude is exactly the same as Rudeus's."

"This……"

Shirou was slightly surprised that Cliff could make such a judgment, but he still focused on the key point and asked, "So you know Rudeus?"

"About the same time, we enrolled at roughly the same time."

Cliff spoke up quietly, seemingly very displeased, "That guy is different from me. He's not someone who can be described as a genius, but it's precisely because of his exceptional talent that he ended up like that. I guess he deserved it."

"That outcome? What happened to Rudius?"

"I can't say for sure, you'll find out when you come with me to see him."

"This……"

Upon hearing Cliff's words, Shirou felt a pang of tension, worried that Rudeus might be in some danger.

Cliff, however, didn't seem to care much. He silently led Shirou away from the special class classroom and all the way to the student dormitory at the Magic University.

Ordinary students at the magic university live in student apartments, and each student has their own room.

Cliff led Shirou to the top floor of the student dormitory and then to the deepest room at the end of the road.

He first tried to push open the door, but found that it wouldn't budge. So, with a helpless expression, he said to Shirou, "It seems that he is still the same as before, completely unwilling to see other people."

"Him? Is Rudyus here?"

"Yes, as long as you can open the door, you can see him."

Upon hearing Cliff's words, Shirou fell silent.

It would be unacceptable for Shirou to back down now that he has finally found his family after such a long time.

"Cliff, move aside."

Faced with such an ordinary door, Shirou didn't have any extra thoughts and simply chose to break it down by force.

He raised his foot and kicked the door.

With the boost from his fighting spirit and enhanced magic, the power of his kick was comparable to that of an A-rank magical beast, which startled Cliff, who couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

On the other side, Shirou also successfully kicked open the door.

The room was pitch black, filled with messy clutter and litter.

Shirou instinctively frowned at the appalling sight.

He was trying to find Rudius when, in the next second, he saw a flash of light hurtling towards him from afar—

"Incantationless magic?"

Upon seeing the flash, Shirou dodged to the right, successfully avoiding the flying rock.

This seemed to anger the figures in the distance, and more rocks rushed out of the room like a tidal wave, causing Cliff to show a look of panic.

Chapter 296 Shirou VS Rudeus.

Unexpectedly attacked in Rudeus's room, Shirou hesitated for a moment, but he was quick-witted enough to prepare for battle immediately.

The attacks that just appeared had no wind-up animation.

It is undoubtedly a spell without chanting.

Shirou has faced countless battles and encountered many, many magicians, but almost none of them were spells that required no chanting.

For Shirou, the existence of spells without incantation almost only symbolizes one person: his younger brother in this world, Rudeus Grellat.

"Is that you, Rudy?"

Shirou tried to ask the figure in the shadows a question, but his words seemed not to reach the other's ears.

The being deep inside the room seemed somewhat enraged after discovering that the magic had failed to defeat Shirou.

"Snapped!"

The next second, the other person angrily raised their right hand, and the entire room instantly became damp.

Faced with this situation, most people probably wouldn't pay much attention, since it's just a little more moisture in the air and it won't affect movement.

But Shirou, who knew Rudeus all too well, was well aware of the consequences of this sudden and strange phenomenon.

Back in Buena Village, Shirou often fought Rudeus and was always amazed by the latter's peculiar creativity.

What may seem like an insignificant little spell always manages to produce incredibly wonderful effects in Rudeus's hands.

Now, so many years later, he believes that Rudius's talent will surely have fully blossomed and become even stronger than before.

Therefore, Shirou dared not underestimate this obvious abnormality and immediately drew the long sword from his waist.

Although this is a magic university, it's not unusual for people to carry swords.

Because most of the people who actively seek to study at the magic university are adventurers.

The number of adventurers was so large that the people walking on the road were not the long-robed mages with staffs that people usually imagined, but rather warriors.

This is because the profession of adventurer is too dangerous, and without strong physical fitness, one cannot be competent to explore various environments.

Magicians generally have strong physiques, and some even know some swordsmanship and physical skills.

This meant that even though Shirou carried a sword with him at the magic academy, no one paid any attention to him.

Of course, this is a university, not a dangerous wilderness, so Shirou only brought a long sword with him and was not fully armed as before.

He didn't even bring the Phoenix Dragon Sword that the Sword God had given him with him.

"careful!"

While Shirou was wary of the increasingly dense water vapor in the surrounding air, Cliff sensed the danger before him and warned him.

Shirou reacted immediately, but still fell victim to the attack.

Because the opponent's move was not intended to attack Shirou.

All the water vapor, after condensing, suddenly evaporated, turning into a thick fog that enveloped the area.

Then, some of the water flowed into the floor, causing the originally solid ground beneath Shirou's feet to turn into a swamp-like mass, and he sank in.

"!!!"

Shirou often encountered this move when he was a child, during his battles with Rudeus. Back then, he didn't know how to deal with it, and even now, even though he's become so much stronger, he still can't come up with a good counter.

With their legs stuck in the mud and their vision obscured by thick fog, even ordinary adventurers and mages would likely find themselves in a situation they couldn't handle.

If it were the old Shirou, he would probably have had to use projection magic to find a way to defend himself in this situation.

However, Shirou has now experienced the battle with the Dragon God and the training at the Holy Land of Swords, and he is no longer the same as before. Even when faced with such terrible magic, he is not helpless!

"Snapped!"

Shirou tried his best to keep his legs, which were stuck in the mud, stable, while assuming a stance with his long sword, mimicking the Water God Style.

At the same time, a large number of rock-blasting projectiles once again came from a distance.

Due to the presence of fog, ordinary people cannot even discern the direction from which the rock projectiles are coming, let alone block such an attack with their legs blocked.

But Shirou is no ordinary person.

He unleashed the ultimate technique of the Water God Style with lightning speed, and the pinnacle of defense and counter-attack emerged in his hands.

What appears to be an ordinary slash contains Shirou's complete understanding of the secrets of the Water God Style. Although it does not reach the level of the Water God Reda's original strike, it far surpasses that of an ordinary Water Saint!

"Kacha!"

In an instant, the sword in his hand moved like flowing water, not only knocking down all the rock projectiles, but also deflecting some of them back!

"what?"

The figure in the room seemed surprised that someone could respond or even retaliate under these circumstances, and suddenly appeared at a loss, falling into a state of chaos.

Only when the crisis loomed did he instinctively unleash the water wall spell, driven by a sense of urgency.

"Wow!"

The water flowed into solidified walls, blocking the incoming rock projectiles.

But before the other party could even breathe a sigh of relief, Shirou's actions followed immediately.

Taking advantage of the gap in his opponent's ability to maintain the swamp magic while he was distracted by other spells, Shirou unleashed his Saint-level fighting spirit and, combined with his powerful physique honed through countless trials, completely broke free from the swamp's restriction on his legs. He then seized the opportunity presented by his opponent's momentary lapse in concentration and charged deeper into the room!

Faced with this sudden reversal of the situation, the person in the room seemed completely unprepared.

Only at this moment did he begin to hastily prepare higher-level magic.

"Wow!"

The scalding water began to swirl in all directions.

It's still a spell without chanting.

Even with non-chanting magic, once you reach the Saint level, it still requires a long period of preparation to unleash Saint-level magic.

However, the opponent's talent was clearly extraordinary. Under the influence of tension, he prepared the Saint-level magic at an extremely fast speed!

Shirou could even clearly feel the Saint-level magical energy gathering around him!

We absolutely must not let the opponent release this magic!

Shirou has extensive combat experience. The moment the idea flashed through his mind, he immediately chose to use the special technique of the Kitakami-ryu school—the sword-throwing technique!

When the distance is insufficient and it is necessary to forcibly close the gap, the techniques of the Kitakami-ryu style are always surprisingly effective.

Of course, Shirou didn't intend to kill his opponent directly, so he deliberately threw the weapon at an angle, so that the blade just grazed past his opponent.

The person in the room was not very experienced in combat, so he was completely unaware that the sword would not hit. He thought the longsword would reach him before the magic was completed, so he instinctively gave up casting the magic, hugged his head, closed his eyes, and showed a look of despair.

"Kacha!"

Finally, the moment Shirou threw the sword and it pierced the wall, the expanding water element that had gathered around it completely transformed into elemental energy and dissipated into the air because of the caster's abandonment.

"call……"

Although Shirou won the battle, he did not feel any joy.

The battle he had just fought gave him a very strange feeling, as if he had returned to the battle with his brother Rudeus in the village of Buena several years ago.

Considering that the owner of this room should be Rudeus, this feeling is not surprising.

But what Shirou couldn't understand was that, after so many years, the moves Rudeus used in his fight just now were exactly the same as they had been several years ago.

Whether it was the swamp magic, the water mist magic, or the final trump card, the water saint-level magic, they were all exactly the same as when he left Buyena Village.

It was as if the past few years had never existed for the owner of this room, and that the other party's strength had not changed in the slightest.

This was clearly unimaginable to the genius Rudeus that Shirou knew.

Is this person really Rudeus?

To resolve his inner turmoil, Shirou immediately ventured into the depths of the room and lifted the curtain that plunged the entire room into darkness.

Next, what came into view was a room in complete disarray, practically a garbage dump, and in the center of the room, a blond boy with a dejected look on his face, who looked completely inhuman.