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

"Oh my, that old hag Water Goddess is getting scarier with age. It feels like no one in the human race, except for the Sword God, can rival her anymore."

Obel said with a helpless expression, "It's a pity that the Water God has rarely fought anyone so far, and she never leaves the Water God Dojo. Otherwise, she would definitely be on the list of the Seven Great Powers. The young Northern God III would never be her match... But speaking of which, the names on the list of the Seven Great Powers seem to have changed recently. The seventh place has changed from the Northern God to a guy named Shirou. Who is that guy? I've never heard of him before. It's really baffling."

"Shirou?"

Alice, who was lying on the ground, was moved by Aubert's words.

She had been staying in the Holy Land of Swords all these years, so she was unaware that Shirou had already ranked seventh on the list of strongest warriors.

Hearing Aubel's words, she was eager to know what was going on with Shirou, but before she could even ask, she was met with a sharp longsword.

"Alright, that's enough of the unnecessary drama. It's time to get back to our fight."

Aubert looked at Alice with a cold expression. "This time there shouldn't be any interference. It's time to make a clean break."

"..."

Alice said nothing in response to Aubert's words.

She simply gripped her sword tightly, knowing she had no strength left to fight, yet she refused to give up, preferring to stand and face death.

"Alice..."

Seeing Alice's actions, the person with the most complex emotions on the field was none other than Ariel.

She knew better than anyone that if Alice died here, her faction would collapse instantly and would be powerless to resist Darius.

She should have felt desperate and powerless.

But what's currently enveloping her is not such a shallow emotion.

Instead of all that, Ariel was now calm. She began to silently recall everything that had happened so far, her bitter life in which she had never achieved any real victory, and realized that she had never regretted living up to this point, despite experiencing so much bitterness and sadness.

There was no need for her to compete for the throne in the first place. She could have given up her claim to the throne when she was assassinated. She could have stayed at the magic university and never returned to the Kingdom of Asura...

She had escaped from this desperate situation countless times in her life, and could have given up experiencing this unspeakable pain and torment.

But she never made that choice.

Looking back now, she has realized her true feelings deep inside—she wants to become a queen, to live up to the expectations of those around her, and to become the ruler of the Kingdom of Asura.

If that were the case, she would be able to fulfill everyone's wishes, allowing the dead to rest in peace and the living to offer heartfelt blessings and gratitude.

Although we have not succeeded and have not been able to accomplish what others hoped for.

But she doesn't regret her choice.

If she had to choose again, she would still choose the same path, even if it meant experiencing the same sorrowful end.

At this moment, Ariel finally understood what she felt when she saw Shirou's Unlimited Blade Works.

It was a special feeling, as if one's own heart was being depicted in a real scene, and one was moving forward together with someone who shared the same aspirations.

The feeling was so intense that Ariel couldn't describe it in words.

All she knew was that she longed to see the scenery she had once seen again...

Just once...

If only I could see it again.

Ariel was filled with complex emotions, a thousand thoughts drifting through her mind, until finally the image of the red-haired youth appeared in her mind.

Ober's sword had already been swung towards Alice.

"Ding,"

However, after the sword was swung down, there was no sound of blades tearing through flesh. Instead, what resounded throughout the execution platform was the crisp sound of swords clashing together.

Alice, lying on the ground, stared wide-eyed at the figure before her in disbelief, murmuring incredulously, "Shirou...brother, is that you?"

"Ah, it's me."

With his back to Obel, Shirou silently blocked the Northern Emperor's attack and smiled at Alice, "Don't be afraid, Alice, because I'm here."

Chapter 354 Shirou Makes His Move! He Instantly Defeats Three Northern Kings with His Bare Hands!

Just as the sword of the Northern Emperor Obel was about to fall on Alice, Shirou arrived in time and completely blocked the blade that was about to be stained with blood.

After completing his final trial at the aerial fortress and gaining complete mastery of Unlimited Blade Works, he rushed to the Kingdom of Asura.

Even though his body had not fully recovered, he did not linger for a moment.

Because Ankylosaurus Pergius possesses a teleportation magic circle within the Kingdom of Asura, Shirou didn't need to traverse most of the central continent. He could simply ride the teleportation magic circle and instantly travel from the Kingdom of Lanoa to the border of the Kingdom of Asura.

He then arrived in the capital at top speed and, relying on his special ability of seeing far and wide, instantly discovered the situation at the execution ground. He arrived at the critical moment to provide support!

"Clap."

Shirou blocked Oberon's sword with the sword on his back, and in the process he didn't even turn his head, as if he didn't take Oberon seriously at all.

This scene left everyone present in a state of astonishment and confusion.

Darius's faction, in particular, Darius, the First Prince Gravel, and others originally thought that victory was in their grasp. After Gilead was defeated by the water god and Iris was defeated by the North Emperor, Ariel's faction, having lost two sword kings, was about to collapse completely. However, they never expected that everything would suddenly change like this.

The sudden appearance of Shirou added another layer of uncertainty to everything.

Of course, Darius and his men were still confident enough that they felt everything was under control and there was no possibility of any further changes.

Even though Shirou doesn't seem simple, they don't think he can control the situation by himself, let alone leave here alive!

"Shirou..."

In contrast, Ariel's expression was one of utter shock and disbelief.

She never expected the other party to appear at such a crucial moment, and for a moment, she was filled with complicated thoughts. But these thoughts eventually turned into rationality and calmness, and she immediately said, "Shirou, quickly take Alice away. As long as she can survive..."

Ariel made the most level-headed decision: to let Shirou rescue Alice.

Although doing so would mean that Ariel's faction remaining here would still be purged by Gravel's faction, and might even be completely wiped out, at least it would leave a spark.

Most importantly, Ariel did not believe that Shirou could completely turn the tide of the current situation by himself. With both Iris and Kyrie Irvine already defeated, she could no longer see any glimmer of victory.

"..."

Shirou's expression remained unchanged in the face of Ariel's words, and his figure, standing still, showed no sign of backing down.

He ultimately just gave Ariel a calm smile, a smile that seemed to say, "I told you, don't be afraid, because I'm here."

Seeing his smiling face, Ariel's heart inexplicably started beating very fast.

She tried to control the strange emotions within her, but she also found herself at a loss for words.

Meanwhile, the Northern Emperors and Northern Kings surrounding the execution platform had also set their sights on Shirou. They hadn't even noticed when Shirou had appeared; it was as if he had teleported, suddenly intervening between Obel and Alice.

"With that kind of speed... you must be at least a Sword King."

Obel looked at Shirou with amazement, "I didn't expect to fight three Sword Kings in one day. I feel that even if I went directly to the Holy Land of Swords, I wouldn't encounter King-level Sword Gods so frequently."

"Are you the Northern Emperor?"

Upon hearing Aubel's words, Shirou finally turned around silently.

Holding a standard longsword that could be found anywhere, even in the most ordinary blacksmith shop, he calmly and steadily blocked Aubert's path.

Aubert silently looked at him and nodded, saying, "I am Aubert, the Peacock Sword, and I am a Northern Emperor."

“【Peacock Sword】Obel, I have heard of your name. I even fought against one of your disciples, the Northern Saint named Rodriguez, a long time ago.”

“Rodriguez? Oh, he is indeed one of the more outstanding juniors. I heard that he went on an adventure in the Demon Continent.”

"I met him on the Demon Continent. At that time, he also gave me a token of the Northern Divine Flowing Qiba Sect."

"Is that so... It seems that Rhodes really approves of you."

Despite being on a battlefield where life and death were at stake, Shirou and North Emperor Obel chatted like ordinary adventurers in a tavern, unconsciously striking up a conversation.

As the saying goes, the strong appreciate each other. Aubert is not the kind of madman who enjoys killing, but a true strongman who also adheres to the principles of a swordsman.

If it weren't for their conflicting stances, he might not have even fought to the death with Alice and the others, but instead would have become mentors and friends who encouraged each other.

Unfortunately, although Obel himself possessed the demeanor of a master, Darius clearly wouldn't allow him to waste time with Shirou in this place.

Darius couldn't wait to speak up: "Don't waste time, Aubert, quickly take down all these guys, and I'll give you double, no, triple the commission!"

"Oh dear, my employer really has no patience."

Aubert said with a helpless expression, "It's a pity, it seems our conversation has to end here. Let's continue our discussion with our swords!"

"bring it on."

Shirou drew his longsword from his back, ready to fight the Northern Emperor, but unexpectedly, several Northern Kings appeared first in front of Obel.

"This kind of scum, who seems to have appeared out of nowhere, doesn't need Master Aubert's help!"

A short-statured Northern King slowly approached, his height barely exceeding one meter, clearly a member of the Mining Clan. "Existences of the level of Mad Sword King and Black Wolf Sword King are one thing, but we'll take care of this guy of unknown origin for you!"

After the Northern King of the Mining Tribe finished speaking, he came directly in front of Shirou. Alongside him were two other Northern Kings, one a human of average build and the other a beastman.

Leaving aside the human king of the North, Shirou, the beastman king of the North, felt like he had seen him somewhere before.

He couldn't remember for a moment until the other person introduced himself.

"My name is Vita the Northern King! One of the Three Swordsmen of the Northern God! Vita the Light and Darkness!"

The first to speak was the Northern King of the Dwarf Clan, whose small body was covered in full armor. The armor seemed to be polished quite beautifully, shimmering in the sunlight. His short stature made him look like a glass ball in a nightclub.

"I am Isis, the King of the North."

The Northern King of the human race also quietly introduced himself, but he was not as distinctive as the Northern King Vita.

When it was the last orc king's turn, he was an orc with rabbit ears. He slowly said, "I am Nakurjad, the king of the North."

Upon hearing the name Nakur, memories immediately flooded Shirou's mind.

That was when Ariel came to the Boreas family. On her way back, she was attacked by a pair of Northern Beast Clan brothers.

At that moment, Shirou intervened in time, saving Ariel and severing one of the arm of the Kita brothers.

I remember the Northern Saint Brothers I met back then, their name was Nakurjad!

"Is it you?"

"It's you?"

Upon hearing Shirou's words, Nakuljad immediately recognized him. Although Shirou's appearance had changed drastically, his basic features remained the same, which allowed Nakuljad to recognize him instantly.

Unexpectedly, Nakuljad was stunned at first, and then a look of hatred unconsciously appeared on his face.

"It was you! You bastard who killed my brother!"

"Killed your brother? I didn't kill him back then, did I?"

“You severed his arm, disqualifying him from being a swordsman, and one day after that, he chose to commit suicide! I had no choice but to carry on his legacy and fight in the name of Nakurjad!”

Nakuljad's expression was filled with rage, his gaze towards Shirou filled with hatred. "Over the years, I have studied under the Northern Emperor Obel, diligently learning the techniques of the Qiba School. Now I have finally become the King of the North, all for the sake of avenging myself against you, the murderer who killed my brother! Now I have finally gotten my chance!!"

I never imagined that my act of saving Ariel would cause such a complicated entanglement.

If it were the old Shirou, he might have felt regret and remorse, and doubted whether his actions conformed to the definition of justice.

But Shirou no longer had any such thoughts. He showed no reaction to Nakuljad's hatred and calmly said, "Is that so? Then good luck, as long as you can kill me."

"Hmph, I know you must have grown a lot over the years, maybe even becoming the Sword King, but today I'm not the only one against you!"

Nakuljad remained calm enough that he didn't rush up to fight Shirou one-on-one. Instead, he joined forces with the other two Northern Kings to surround Shirou.

He was certain that even if Shirou became the Sword King, he would have no chance of surviving the combined attack of the three Northern Kings!

"Shirou!"

Upon seeing this, Ariel couldn't help but express her worry. She desperately hoped that Shirou would stop participating in this hopeless battle and escape with Alice.

But Shirou clearly wouldn't do as she wished. He simply gripped his longsword tightly and walked step by step toward the three Northern Kings.

"Northern Emperor Ober, it doesn't matter if you come at me too."

Shirou silently looked at Aubel and spoke.

"Kid, what do you mean by this?"

King Vita of the North revealed an angry expression. He clearly did not expect Shirou to underestimate him so much. He could no longer tolerate it and rushed forward.

As the King of the North, Vita's movements and skills are undoubtedly excellent, and he might even be able to fight against a Sword King-level opponent for a while in a direct confrontation.

Vita also has a very insidious trick up his sleeve: his weapon.

When Vita drew his sword, everyone realized that his weapon was a short sword about thirty centimeters long, but the blade shone like a mirror.