Shirou, who returned from the Fairy Kingdom

One round, two rounds, three rounds.

With the six-fold speed boost achieved through in-game purchases, Shirou's current speed far surpasses Saber's.

In every clash, the Dragon-Slaying Holy Sword would leave marks on the girl's jet-black armor.

Black Saber's stance is gradually crumbling, but before that, her magical armor will probably collapse first.

Shirou took a deep breath: Okay, let's use this one breath to push her into a corner—

“…………Vortigern”.

The Dark Knight King, driven to the brink of despair, murmured to himself.

"!!"

Shirou was prepared.

Before being engulfed by the raging black flames, he leaped backward, creating some distance.

The boy's dodge looked like teleportation; if it were the blue Artoria, it would be fine, but the black one was completely unable to catch up.

When Black Saber looked at Shirou again, the latter had already raised his right arm and begun to gather strength.

"—Dragon Shoot!!"

The dragon's breath, tinged with the twilight, struck once more.

Caught off guard, Black Saber had no choice but to raise her Reversal Holy Sword to directly parry the magic bullet.

Because the time to accumulate magic power was very short, this magic bullet was far less powerful than before, but even so, Black Saber still flew out.

"...Woo!"

This was the first time in her life that she had to walk on her back.

The pain and shock from behind jolted Black Saber back to reality, and she discovered that her Reversal Holy Sword had vanished—

He was blasted several meters away from himself when he parried the magic bullet.

Black Saber struggled to prop herself up, but Shirou had no intention of giving her a chance to turn the tide.

"I'm sorry, Saber!"

The red-haired boy jumped over, hesitated for a moment, and then swung his arm.

His left fist, covered by the red dragon gauntlet, slammed into that delicate and handsome face. Slapping the face of the girl he admired... this feeling was absolutely terrible.

“Guwu…!”

Black Saber had just gotten up when she was knocked away again, tumbling out once more before crashing heavily to the ground.

As she was being knocked away, she used the corner of her eye to pinpoint the location where the holy sword would fall.

Then, the moment the back of her head hit the ground, she crawled toward the location of the holy sword, ignoring the excruciating pain.

In fact, Black Saber had already lost the moment the Holy Sword left her hand.

The outcome is decided; Shirou has won.

Even so, she still has no intention of giving up.

The once aloof and cruel dark tyrant girl is now acting like a child who lost a fight, crawling on the ground in a spoiled manner.

...It's just one step away.

What was reflected in the girl's faded eyes seemed to no longer be the Holy Sword (Excalibur), but the Holy Grail itself.

Unlike the Silver Knight King, the Dark Knight King did not mind placing his hopes on the corrupted Holy Grail.

How could we possibly give up now that we've come this far!

The girl gritted her teeth, her resolve hardening as she reached for the hilt of the Reversed Holy Sword—

I must... this time I absolutely must...

"Saber, your wish... is it to deny your own life?"

"!!"

The boy's voice from behind made her fingers freeze in mid-air.

Shirou hung his head, dejected, and said, "I'm really so disappointed..."

"...Woo."

Regardless of what Shirou said, Black Saber still reached for the hilt of her sword—

Before that, Shirou kicked away the holy sword that was stuck upside down in the ground.

The kick was incredibly powerful, sending the holy sword flying straight to the edge of the sky.

"…………Shirou!!!"

Black Saber let out a desperate and unwilling roar.

The red-haired boy stood there, silently enduring her hateful rage.

A few seconds later, Black Saber collapsed helplessly to the ground.

The once distorted expression eventually returned to silence.

"Shi...lang..."

Saber turned her neck and looked at the red-haired boy.

Even though she lost the duel, her magical reactions remained high.

Even when she completely loses her fighting spirit, her Dragon's Heart continues to restore her magic and physical strength.

If we don't destroy Black Saber's heart (spiritual core) now, she can fully recover immediately.

Now's the time to stab him, Shirou.

Covered in wounds, unable to resist, unable to stand up—

If you don't kill him now, you'll be next.

Black Saber spoke these words with her cold eyes.

but--

The "Red Dragon Emperor's Boosted Gear" covering the boy's left arm was removed.

"Why……?"

Black Saber asked in astonishment, "Shirou...you're not going to kill me?"

"For a disgrace like Saber, letting you live is... watching me destroy the Holy Grail is the greatest punishment for you."

As Shirou said this, he turned his back to her.

"If you still want to fight, then please do so."

Shirou tilted his head and said, "But even if you challenge me ten thousand times, you still wouldn't be able to beat me, right?"

"..."

Black Saber closed her eyes with a peaceful expression.

……

……

"No...don't come any closer! Don't come any closer!"

The one who started it all—Avanger—screamed and kept backing away.

Shirou, unarmed, walked towards her, past Black Saber.

Was it because Shirou's battle with Black Saber was so earth-shattering that he was terrified?

The red-haired girl didn't even have the will to fight; she just looked panicked and wanted to get away from Shirou.

On the other side, Shirou stared intently at the red-haired girl, approaching her step by step.

Actually, he was also a little hesitant.

The more I look at it, the more it resembles the real thing.

The girl in front of me looks so much like Bavanshi.

Is she really not Bavanshi?

If she is Bavanshi, why doesn't she remember me?

No, even if she really is Bawanshi... there is no excuse for committing such a crime.

In short, regardless of whether she is right or wrong, she needs to be punished here first.

Shirou cracked his knuckles and gave a threatening smile:

"What's wrong? Aren't you going to fight, Miss 'Curse Goddess' Cornunos?"

"Gurgle... How dare you look down on me! I'll tear you to pieces!"

The red-haired girl bit her lip and extended her five fingers, forming a claw shape.

"…………!"

Shirou's eyes widened, and he instinctively turned his body away.

Although he couldn't see it with the naked eye, based on his experience and skill, he sensed several invisible slashes approaching him—

Shirou dodged four of them, but one left a bloody mark on his face.

Shirou reached out and touched the scar: ...This is a string woven with magic?

Before he could think about it further, more "strings" came rushing towards him.

"Go to hell! Hahaha, serves you right!" the red-haired girl shouted.

A black holy sword appeared in Shirou's right hand, and with a single, gentle swing, he severed all the "strings".

"What?! How could this be...!"

The girl frantically wove more and more slashing lines.

However, to Shirou, who had just fought fiercely with Black Saber, this level of attack was no different from a gentle breeze.

"Why... is my attack not working...?"

As the will of the Holy Grail, Avanger imbues any of her attacks with Servant-specific effects, yet she is helpless against human mages.

The red-haired girl kept backing away, then her high heels twisted, and she screamed as she fell heavily to the ground.

Before she could even get up, Shirou kicked her to the ground and then mounted her.

"Gulp! Get off me, you stinking trash!"

The red-haired girl struggled desperately, her long, beautiful legs flying, her nails scratching at Shirou's body, until he finally quieted down when he pressed the "Blade of Chaos" against her neck.

"...All you need to do now is answer my questions."

Shirou said, pressing against the red-haired girl's neck.

"I'm asking you, do you have any impression of the name 'Bavanshi'?"

"……Why?"

The red-haired girl heard a sound like something shattering in her mind.

The name that escaped from Shirou's mouth gradually helped her regain her original memories.

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Volume 1, Chapter 114: From the Fairy Kingdom

"I do remember that..."

Shirou narrowed his eyes.

The moment he uttered the name "Bavanshi," Avanger's pupils widened.

"Bawanshi...the beloved Bawanshi...no...the always smiling Bawanshi...I am..."

The red-haired girl's mental state became extremely unstable; she curled up and began to mutter to herself.