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The two danced closely together while talking in hushed tones.

“I actually have a lot of questions for you, like why you appear in my dreams, and why there’s Avalon inside you. I hope you can answer these questions for me,” Artoria said.

"If you want to know, I'll tell you everything. But because a lot of complicated things happened, I still don't know exactly what happened. Meeting you now in this capacity feels like a dream," Shirou said with a wry smile.

“Is that so… You can tell me about these things later. Although I initially wanted to ask directly, after fighting alongside you, I realized that these things aren’t actually the most important,” Artoria said.

"Is that so?" Shirou asked doubtfully, although he was indeed happy to fight alongside Saber again after so long.

“You should know the story of King Arthur sending knights to find the Holy Grail, right?” Artoria continued.

"Yes, in the end, three people found the Holy Grail: the most worldly Bose, the most innocent Percival, and the most pure Galahad. In the end, Galahad got the Holy Grail, right?" Shirou replied.

"Well, so the Holy Grail can also be considered one of the things I want to obtain. And Shirou is now fused with the Holy Grail, which means... I won't let you go! Shirou, you'd better become my prisoner!" Artoria declared, domineeringly staring at the boy.

"The Holy Grail... It's really strange to confuse me with that stuff," the boy said with an awkward laugh.

“Besides, there are more important things to do right now, so… Shirou, now’s the time to lead me in a dance.” The blonde girl said with a light laugh.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Shirou nodded with a light laugh, took the girl's slender hand, and led her into a graceful dance.

In the center of the dance floor, the boy and girl, in perfect harmony, took turns stepping. Under the boy's guidance, the girl learned quickly and soon danced with impressive skill.

Every movement was pleasing to the eye, and even the people chatting nearby stopped to admire this rare and radiant moment.

The girl was as agile as a butterfly, pivoting on her right foot and spinning 360 degrees under the boy's guidance. Her skirt fluttered in the wind, turning into a circle as she danced.

The boy raised his right hand and clasped it with the girl's, letting her spin in the wind. Then, as she leaned backward, the boy's hand pressed against her waist, catching her steadily. The girl, leaning back, met the boy's eyes, and the tenderness in their eyes seemed to melt away everything in the world.

"Target spotted!" Holmes' voice came through the headset.

After a while, Shinjuku Assassin, now dressed up, entered the venue surrounded by his subordinate Suzumebachi.

"Thank you all for taking time out of your busy schedules to come. Thank you for your continued cooperation. The night is too short, so please enjoy yourselves tonight. A night of glory and pleasure, a fleeting moment." Assassin raised his glass and proclaimed loudly to the crowd.

The celebrities and nobles raised their glasses in toast, laughing as they continued to enjoy the evening's feast.

Shinjuku is a place so twisted it's beyond redemption, and the Heroic Spirits summoned there are also so twisted they're beyond redemption.

Even a chivalrous knight-errant is no exception. He is naturally sociable, so he takes charge of winning over the local natives by holding parties and banquets, inviting the wealthy and powerful to participate, and accepting their offerings in exchange for providing armed protection.

The man warmly welcomed his guests, all of whom were his patrons. What he took from them wasn't money or assets, but pride, love, and courage. He wanted to see if they would be willing to grovel and kneel in loyalty just to survive. He wanted them to betray each other for profit, parents to sell out their children, and children to betray their fathers. Until there were no more trustworthy relatives or companions, no more kinship or loyalty, then everyone could live happily ever after.

Just indulge in wealth and glory, live a life of debauchery, numb your mind with wine and meat, prove that you are not empty with gold and silver, and forget all justice and fairness in the world.

When it comes to the true identity of Shinjuku Assassin, it's obvious at a glance. As for why...

At this moment, the blonde girl was glaring angrily at Assassin and said coldly, "Hey... this face is so familiar, I want to kill him!"

Yes, at this moment, Shinjuku Assassin has transformed into Artoria's previous appearance and attire, with her hair tied in a low ponytail, wearing a black trench coat and shorts, exactly the same.

"Stay calm! Young man, quickly calm this lady down," Moriarty said.

"Stay calm?" Shirou took off his headset and muttered, "Right now, I might be even angrier than her!"

As he spoke, the boy and the cold-faced girl walked quickly toward Shinjuku Assassin.

"Huh? Hmm?" Shinjuku Assassin, who had transformed into Artoria, was taken aback when she saw the blonde girl in black formal attire walking up to her.

At the same time, a black sword was projected from the boy's hand, and the blonde girl wielding a black sword swung her weapon at Shinjuku Assassin's face.

Chapter 99 Slaying the Follower Yan Qing

"Wait! Wait!" Shinjuku Assassin hadn't even processed what was happening when he was startled by the sudden attack. He fell backward just before the blade arrived, managing to dodge the attack with a lazy roll, but two bloody scratches still appeared on his face.

The Assassin who transforms into Artoria using the ability of Phantom Doppelganger is, in a way, like a true clone of her. She possesses Artoria's memories and preferences, and even her actions and thought processes are similar to Artoria's.

So when he first saw Artoria, he genuinely thought it was another version of himself suddenly appearing before him, dressed in an evening gown.

"Questions and answers are useless! Mash, target locked!" Shirou shouted.

"Understood! Target Shinjuku Assassin has been marked! Please work together to take him down!" Mash locked onto the target's status, preventing him from escaping.

The battle officially begins.

Shinjuku Assassin: He never imagined that the other party would be so bold as to storm his headquarters.

The long-haired man stood up, regained his composure, and looked at the two of them with a still astonished expression, saying, "What? How could such a thing happen... Even moths drawn to a flame know their limits!"

"Boss, what do we do now?" asked one of his subordinates, Hatsumi.

"Let the patron go back, then gather the mages, and bring in the phantom soldiers created by Shakespeare as well. They are all followers, so use the maximum firepower of the magic bullets to annihilate them!"

In the dance floor, a group of men and women who were dancing transformed into a giant skeleton with clasped hands. They were called 'Romeo and Julia'. The humans they touched were instantly melted like candles.

Joan of Arc raised her banner high, unleashed flames, and cried out, "Shakespeare should indeed be burned to ashes! Such regrettable and troublesome love is unnecessary! Let me burn them all! Good love stories all belong in France!!!"

"Jeanne, I'm here to support you!" Gudako said.

"Hmm, little Chaldea girl, be careful not to leave my side!" Jeanne burst into flames, engulfing the enemy.

Shirou and Artoria went straight to the Assassin in Shinjuku and attacked. Now that Chaldea had him locked on, he could no longer escape by transforming and blending in with Suzumebachi.

"Ah, it seems there's no escaping it." The man with long black hair shook his head helplessly and said with a smile.

"Although this day was destined to come, I didn't expect it to come so soon! After committing too many evil deeds, someone will come knocking on my door to punish me. I have nothing more to say! Since they've come knocking, let's fight! I am one of the 108 heroes of Liangshan, the Star of Heavenly Skill, nicknamed: Prodigal Yan Qing! I've come to challenge you—!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Qing arrived in front of Shirou, his hands clad in blue and gold steel fists, and instantly threw several punches.

Shirou raised his black and white twin swords to block, and when his heavy punch struck the blades, he could feel the sound of the blades cracking under each blow.

As an Assassin, the man's punches are incredibly powerful. What's even more terrifying is the speed at which he unleashes his power, combined with his deadly punches. If you can't block it, you might be killed in one blow.

The boy remained calm and blocked every attack from the man, not daring to relax for a moment. He kept his eyes wide open, adapting to the speed of the man's punches, waiting for an opportunity to counterattack.

However, the black-haired man wouldn't give his opponent much time to adjust. Chinese boxing emphasizes instantaneous defeat, and a real fight is often decided within a few rounds.

It is one of the 108 demon stars that descended to earth, symbolizing the agile, clever, and sharp Tianqiao Star.

Boxing Technique EX: As proof of a boxing master establishing a school, Yanqing Boxing, also known as 'Mizong Boxing', is one of the many boxing styles in China. Huo Yuanjia was a master of this boxing style in later generations.

Legend has it that it was created by Yan Qing of the Song Dynasty, but there is no record of Yan Qing in historical materials. It is mostly a far-fetched association by later generations who borrowed his name. However, due to people's beliefs, it was also attributed to this heroic spirit at this time.

Yan Qing's master, Lu Junyi, was a disciple of Zhou Tong, a famous martial arts master in Shaanxi during the Song Dynasty. Zhou Tong taught many heroes such as Yue Fei, Lin Chong, and Wu Song. Yan Qing benefited from following Lu Junyi since childhood and learned profound martial arts skills.

The next moment, the man's left hand became a blur, bypassing the gap between the two swords at a tricky angle, and his fingers stabbed straight at the boy's eyes.

"So fast!" The sudden burst of speed made the boy quickly dodge to the side.

"I've been waiting for this moment!" Yan Qing's right hand was already there, his palm shaped like a tiger's claw. In an instant, it burst forth with lightning speed, grabbing at the boy's throat. The powerful tiger's claw could snap the boy's neck in the blink of an eye.

This time, the boy was too late to dodge.

"Don't even think about it!" At this moment, the black holy sword swung out with a heavy slash, aiming for the black-haired man's waist. Just as the man grabbed the boy's throat, the boy was also cut in half at the waist.

"Tsk!" The black-haired man had no choice but to abandon his attack. Instead of dodging, he used his speed to rush in, raised his steel gauntlets to block the blow, and then turned around and kicked the blonde girl in the groin.

Artoria retreated instantly, blocking with her sword, but her kick was like a whip, unleashing tremendous force the moment it made contact.

Even though she was prepared, Artoria was still kicked into the air by the sudden upward force, flying several meters away.

Skilled in hand-to-hand combat, his entire body is a weapon. Combined with his agile and nimble movements, and with explosive speed surpassing that of teenagers, he managed to block the combined attack of the two, which is quite remarkable.

The moment the blonde girl created distance, the long-haired man made his decision. With the decisiveness of a battlefield warrior, he launched a deadly attack directly at the boy.

"Drink!—[Ambush from Ten Sides - Formless]!!" The man's long black hair flew high, and he opened his golden eyes, exuding the aura of a beast descending the mountain. His fist emitted a golden light, and with nimble steps, he charged straight at Shirou.

In an instant, he transformed into several afterimage clones, followed by a barrage of attacks. The speed Yan Qing unleashed at this moment was simply too fast; even Artoria couldn't intervene for the time being.

"Rho Aias (Sevenfold Ring of Blazing Heaven)!" Shirou raised his left hand and released a shield of seven cherry blossom petals, blocking Yan Qing's fierce attack.

The black-haired man smiled and, with a strange gait, turned into a blur, attempting to bypass the large shield and attack the boy's back.

"Shirou, block him! He can't maintain this state for long!" At that moment, a black sword light flashed, and Artoria stepped forward, forcing Yan Qing back.

"Yard, shield!" Shirou shouted as he returned to battle mode, pointing to the box in his right hand.

"Understood!" The costume unfolded, transforming into a large shield form different from the scythe form. The right hand was raised in front of the body, while the left hand was placed on the inside of the shield, continuing to transfer magic power to the cherry blossom shield.

The double shields formed an iron wall of defense.

Chapter 100: The End of Yan Qing's Life

"Tch! Then let's break through head-on!" The black-haired man moved at lightning speed and rushed straight towards the cherry-colored light shield.

He transformed into multiple afterimages, striking simultaneously; one second he unleashed three punches, the next he delivered three kicks.

As the three punches landed, a cherry blossom shield shattered;

As the three kicks landed, a cherry blossom shield shattered;

Hook punches, smash punches, side kicks, and sweeping attacks came from different directions, and the cherry blossom shield shattered continuously under the onslaught.

At this rate, the shield will be breached in less than ten seconds.

The enormous, cherry blossom-colored petals shattered like a mirror, but the magic didn't dissipate; instead, it was absorbed into the large shield the boy held in his right hand. The shield's shape was somewhat similar to Mash's cross shield, but its construction was much stranger, with eyes like a scythe. As the magic was absorbed, tiny clusters of magical fire appeared on the shield's surface.

While fighting, Yan Qing kept glancing at his surroundings out of the corner of his eye.

He was searching for a way out. Shakespeare's phantom soldiers had been defeated, and the swan was no match for these followers.

The young master is now being protected by the witch, so it seems there's no way to kidnap her now.

The only way now is to use the treasure to kill the boy and create temporary chaos so that we can escape!

Because he had experience using his doppelganger to become clones of 'Jeanne's Ark' and 'Artoria', he knew the boy's place in their hearts. If the boy died in front of them, they would definitely go berserk.

"This is the only way!" Yan Qing's eyes flashed with cold killing intent. His right palm opened, and the golden light became even more dazzling as he rushed straight towards Shirou. A powerful energy fluctuation emanated from his palm. There was no doubt that this strike would pierce through the 'Sevenfold Heavenly Ring', then break the large shield in the boy's hand and kill him.

Just then, the shield, which was rapidly absorbing magic, changed. When the thirteenth small fireball appeared on the shield's surface, the flames formed a circular fire ring, which then merged into one. Like the fiery breath of a dragon, it transformed into a straight cylinder and shot out.

"What!" Yan Qing immediately stopped his attack, pushed off with both feet, and leaped high into the air.

Flames crashed beneath him.

The flames released from the large shield shot out in a straight line, transforming into a rotating pillar of magical flames that shattered and burned the long tables and chairs in front of it.

The moment Yan Qing landed, a huge black shadow flew towards him.

Yan Qing raised his leg to kick it away, but when he touched it, he felt a jolt in his foot. The impact was heavy, and it took a lot of effort to block the dark figure.

It turned out that this was the large shield in the boy's hand, which had been thrown up directly.

Yan Qing wiped away his cold sweat and complained, "Hey, this reckless, daredevil fighting style is really enough. You're not going to end up getting captured yourself after trying to storm the execution ground, are you?!"

At this moment, Shirou had already lowered his head and rushed in front of Yan Qing, projecting black and white swords from his hands behind him and slashing forward.

Two streaks of light appeared, accompanied by the sound of metal clashing and sparks flying.

Yan Qing gritted his teeth, raised his blue and gold steel gauntlets to block the sword blade, then grabbed Shirou's wrist and kicked him hard with his right foot.

Shirou felt his body tilt to one side, lose his balance, and then be thrown out, crashing directly into Artoria who was rushing forward from the other side.

"Shirou!" Artoria quickly sheathed her holy sword and caught the boy.

"It's alright, this guy is really strong in close combat!!" Shirou said. Fortunately, he had experience practicing sumo with Fujimura's grandfather when he was a child, and he managed to deflect the force at the last moment, so he was not injured. Otherwise, being thrown by the Servant with all his might would have been quite a blow.

"Well, besides the Lost Track Fist, my forte is still wrestling, huh? Goodbye!" Yan Qing said with a smile, turning to run away.

"Damn it! Don't even think about escaping!" At this moment, Joan of Arc unleashed flames several meters high, blocking the man's path.

"King's Hammer—!" Artoria charged forward, swinging a giant hammer formed from immense black magic as she brought it down.

Yan Qing couldn't dodge in time, raised his steel gauntlets to block, and was sent flying back to the center of the arena.

Two streaks of light, one black and one white, then swept in.

With the combined efforts of the three, even the fastest Servant was overwhelmed and ultimately struck by the black and white twin swords.

"Wow. Looks like I'm going to die here today." Yan Qing took a few steps back, blood splattering from his body, where he had been cut open twice.

"Tch, there's no other way. This is the only option! Let's bury everyone here!" Yan Qing said, pressing the button he carried.

The tall building made a loud noise and shook violently.

"Senior, according to monitoring, a huge impact has occurred in the lower level. It is estimated that there are still 23 seconds before the collapse. Please evacuate as soon as possible."

"The bomb has detonated!"

"Shirou-senpai! What do we do?!" Gudako cried out in alarm.

"Don't talk, let's jump!" Shirou exchanged a glance with Artoria and Jeanne, then grabbed Gudako and jumped outside.