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Chapter 128 Emiya Shirou

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    "it hurts."

    Emiya Shirou woke up from a coma, climbed up from the cold floor with difficulty, and instinctively groped for his chest. His last memory before coma was that the man's cold magic spear pierced his heart, but his chest was intact and there was no  The bloody hole, the damaged school uniform, the dizziness due to cerebral ischemia, and the bright red blood stains on the floor all told him that it was not a dream.

    Emiya Shirou stood up with difficulty and heard a jingling sound. A red gem fell on the ground. He squatted down and picked it up. This simple action made him who has been exercising and has the physical fitness of an advanced athlete.  , all he did was panting. Although the wound recovered strangely, the dizziness caused by ischemia made his brain blur into a ball of paste.

    He didn't have enough oxygen to think about things he couldn't understand, so he instinctively put away the ruby, and then found a bucket and mop to clean up his blood. Although he was confused, he basically formed a skill and housework ability.  Let him change the floor from a murder scene to an ordinary floor where Holmes can't find any clues.

    After everything last night, I stumbled out of school feeling dizzy. I don¡¯t know how long it took before I returned home. This is a large Japanese-style house that occupies a large area. It has been occupied by myself since the death of my father, Emiya Kiritsugu.  Inherited, the only other person in such a big house besides myself is a certain teacher called a tiger who often comes to eat and mix.

    Emiya Shirou went to the bathroom to wash his face. The cold tap water finally made him sober and his brain began to work. Today, because he was helping the student union, he repaired all the old things in the school. When he found out, they were already very old.  It was late and the school was empty. He wanted to leave, but then he remembered what his friend Matou Shinji had asked him to do, so he went to the Kyudo Club to clean up.

    After everything was done, he was attracted by the sounds coming from the playground. His curiosity drove him to walk towards the playground. He immediately saw an incredible scene. Two men were fighting each other with swords and guns with superb martial arts that far exceeded TV special effects.  The brilliance of magic power and the sound of steel made him forget to even be surprised and just watched instinctively.

    Even a half-assed magician like myself could tell that the two men were not human beings. They seemed to be creatures made of magic power. They were miracles beyond the reach of human magic. In the end, the man seemed to be about to unleash some trick that would make the entire playground contain magic.  With the powerful magic pressure, he felt uncomfortable and took a few steps back. As a result, he alarmed the two terrified people.

    I couldn¡¯t think too much and ran away instinctively, but I panicked and ended up running to the teacher¡¯s building. However, this kind of escape was meaningless. Only half a minute later, I heard a blue figure say:

    "Hey, boy, you run pretty fast."

    When I turned around and saw the faint smile on the blue figure's face, I was trembling all over.

    will die!  The heart is giving a warning.

    will die!  The brain is sending a warning.

    will die!  All the blood in his body was warning.

    will die!  Cells all over the body are sending out warnings.

    will die!  The instincts of the soul are constantly warning.

    will die!  Humanity's ancient memory is sounding a warning.

    "It's a pity that the body's warning could not stop the stabbing shot. After the coldness of the heart, there was a burning pain. When the spear was pulled away, the realization became blurred, and finally fell into endless darkness.

    "So, I was saved?"

    Emiya Shirou muttered to himself, he was saved by someone again when his life was in danger. It was just like the fire ten years ago, when he was lying on the burning land, looking at the blood-red sun in the night sky, tightly  While waiting for death, his father suddenly appeared, stretched out his arms and hugged him, tears of happiness flowed in his eyes, and he kept saying thank you, as if the person being redeemed was himself.

    I must have been infected by that joy. I always felt that if I could save others like him, it would be the same as saving myself. It must be a great ideal. The fire burned everything about me, including my childhood, parents, and memories, but  He also gave himself a new lease of life.

    "I want to be a righteous partner and save everyone."

    This is what I said under the moonlight five years ago. It is so unforgettable because my adoptive father left the world with relief and joy after hearing what I said. From then on, I trained even harder on magic and body. Only  Only in this way can we have the power to save others. Unfortunately, my magic talent is too poor. In the end, I have neither the ability nor the opportunity to do anything to save others. I can only do some trivial things within my power, but I am also regarded as a fool and not be punished.  understand.

      From the bathroom to the living room, there is only a table for eating on the tatami in the living room, and there is a TV. Although I rarely use it, Sister Teng often occupies it.  Just when Shirou Emiya was about to go to his room to sleep, he heard the sound of the wooden door being pushed open, and a man in red walked out of his bedroom.  Emiya Shirou was immediately horrified, this man was another non-human on the playground!  Why is he here?  There is a barrier at home, although it is just a simple warning barrier.

    "It's exactly what I thought, you're not dead."

    The man in red spoke calmly, and Emiya Shirou said nervously:

    "Who are you?"

    "The people who came to kill you."

    The man in red spoke bluntly. Although he did not have any weapons on his body and his eyes were not as sharp as that of the blue figure, Shirou Emiya could still feel the cold killing intent. Different from the indifferent attitude of the man in blue, he was  The aura that determinedly wanted to kill him.

    Emiya Shirou instinctively retreated, looking for weapons that could be used to defend himself, and said:

    "Why do you want to kill me?"

    "I will tell you this kind of thing after I go to hell."

    The black and white swords appeared out of thin air in the hands of the man in red, causing Emiya Shirou's pupils to shrink. Is this projection magic?  Originally this was a magic weapon used for ceremonies, which was to use magic power to create some lost instruments or tools. Of course it turned out to be a projection, so it was flashy and more domineering than those in the movie set, but it was actually a wooden gun or an iron gun.  Like knives and other weapons, you can only look at them. The most important thing is that there is a time limit for existence. However, the man in front of him broke the convention of projection magic and actually created the projection of the weapon.

    I don't know why, Emiya Shirou felt that this technique was very familiar, as if he had seen it countless times, and other magical knowledge was difficult for him to understand, but after seeing this man doing it, he seemed to be able to summon it.  Same.

    When Emiya Shirou thought this, he felt threatened by his survival instinct, turned on the magic switch, and then a white knife appeared in his hand, but it looked a little deformed. Compared with the other party's thick and real, his own  Just like a hollow slimming weapon, the man in red was stunned when he saw this scene and said thoughtfully:

    "There is a spell in the field of magic that can communicate with one's past life, and then gain the ability of the past life. I didn't expect that such resonance exists, but it's useless. The more this happens, the more I want to kill you."

    With a flash of light, one beheading and one piercing the abdomen, the man in red looked like a ferocious ancient saber-toothed tiger, his two swords turned into deadly fangs and roared towards him.  (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com
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