Chapter 44: Duel between Emiya Shirou and Hero Emiya
In the spacious hall of the castle of Einzbern Annex.
At this time, Shirou and Archer were confronting each other.
"It's time boy, I've been waiting for this moment for a long time!"
"Ah! Me too."
The collision of words is also the collision of the hearts of both parties.
"Speaking of which, we are holding the same necklace. However, there can only be one of that necklace."
"That's right, that is something you will never leave behind if you are saved."
Before the war begins, there are some things that need to be explained clearly.
The two sides stared at each other and spoke to each other.
"It is unique in this world, a relic of Tohsaka Rin's father."
"I see, your real name is... Heroic Spirit Emiya! This is your real name."
At this time, one of the bystanders of the duel spoke.
"Aren't you exactly Shirou's ideal, after becoming a hero?"
Saber looked at Archer solemnly, but now she couldn't move an inch.
Behind her, a huge silver cross was firmly erected on the floor.
Lead-gray chains extending from the cross tightly wrapped around Saber's body.
"But why did you come to kill yourself?"
"I have indeed become the ideal heroic spirit."
Archer just glanced at Saber lightly, and then his eyes were fixed on Shirou again.
"It saved mankind and also saved the so-called world crisis."
Having said this, Archer paused and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.
It was a bitter smile, a bitter smile that exuded a deep sense of desolation.
"But in the end, all I got was regret. Because all that was left to me was death. Just like Sister Ilia said, the people I saved with all my life were sent to the guillotine without hesitation."
"Only death? Guillotine..."
Saber fell silent. She had experienced too many scenes of death, and she could clearly feel the indescribable helplessness from Archer. It was a kind of resonance, a resonance with death.
"In order to save as many humans as possible, I killed, killed, and kept killing. In order to implement my ideals, I killed many, many people. And I saved thousands of times the number of people I killed. Yes!
I just want to save others and save humanity!"
As he spoke, Archer waved his hand, and the red clothes he was wearing floated slightly. It was so red that it was so close to blood.
"Do you still remember what Sister Illya once said about Caster's behavior? The number of people Caster killed was much less than the number of humans killing each other. At most, it was only a fraction of it."
"So what? What exactly do you want to say?"
Shirou clenched his fists in a deep voice, his determination would never waver, even if it was hypocrisy.
"What are you talking about? I just want to say that after killing so many people, in the end, there are not as many humans killing each other. And what about the people I saved? Maybe I will kill others later. In that case, I saved after all.
People? Or killed people again? Actually, I don’t know what it was like. Because, I have forgotten how many times this kind of thing has been repeated."
Archer said extremely cruel words in a calm tone.
"There is no way for me to escape from this reincarnation. Yes, with one exception."
"Do you regret it?"
Shirou asked Archer in a serious tone.
"of course, I……"
Archer shook his head.
"No, it's you. You shouldn't become a heroic spirit."
"Then we are two different people! The only thing I won't do is regret!"
Shirou raised his arm and pointed his index finger directly at Archer's eyebrows. There was only no doubt in his words.
"So, I won't admit it either. I'll knock down your wrong ideals with my own hands!"
"It seems you know it too! Fighting with me is a competition of swordsmanship."
So, as the two spells "iamtheboneofmys." were sounded one after another.
The duel between Shirou and Archer begins within Archer's inherent barrier.
"Berserker, what are you doing? Archer is serious! Shirou will definitely be killed by him!"
The moment Shirou and Archer disappeared, Rin, who followed, loudly questioned another spectator standing next to the cross, Illya.
"Why not? Are you so unsure of Shirou?"
Illya slightly raised the corners of her mouth, but did not answer Rin's question.
"What does it mean to have confidence? How can humans and heroic spirits think alike?! Besides, Shirou is just a rookie magician!"
Rin is right, the difference between heroic spirits and humans is indeed a gulf that measures the strength of both parties.
First of all, as long as sufficient magic power is maintained, the heroic spirit can continue to fight.
Humans can't do that. No matter how strong humans are, their physical strength has an end.
And once a human being is injured, it will definitely affect the performance of strength.
Heroic spirits have no worries in this regard. As long as the injury is not fatal, they will still act correctly.
"Rookie magician?"
Illya wrote a line of questions.
"Shirou, who has gone through so much, is no longer a rookie. Besides, didn't you mend his demons for him?"
Illya smiled evilly, waved her hand, and origin-logic was summoned.
A huge screen emerged from the automatically expanded pages of origin-logic.
What is displayed on the screen at this time is Shirou and the future Heroic Spirit Shirou fighting to the death within the inherent barrier.
The scene changed several times and finally settled on the right shoulder.
There, Shirou's sleeve was torn, revealing a blue fish-shaped brand.
"Ah! That's..."
The moment she saw the fish-shaped brand, Rin's face turned completely red.
"You, you, did you peek at us... us..."
"Yes. I took a peek."
Illya nodded calmly, her smile becoming full of malice.
"A man and a woman were alone in the same room. Not only did they sit on the bed together, they also took off their clothes."
"That, that's, that's just the need for the ceremony! Shirou and I didn't do anything!!!"
Rin shook his head violently from side to side without knowing what to do, and his black twin pony tails swayed accordingly.
"I know. I told you that I took a peek. Then I must have watched everything. I know everything you did. What are you so worried about?"
Rin thought that he could just find a piece of tofu and hit him to death. They just said it was a bit ambiguous, so he was fooled.
"Oh! By the way. I still remember that you seemed to have said to Shirou later, 'You have seen other people's memories, right?', and then you shouted with tears in your eyes, 'You beast', and threw him with a pillow, right?"
Bar?"
Ilia walked lightly to Rin's side.
"To be honest, you even called out the word 'beast'. I am very, very interested in what Shirou saw. Could it be the daily life of some girls? For example..."
When the text reached this point, it was interrupted by Rin's suddenly stretched out hand.
"Stop writing! I don't know what Shirou saw, okay?!"
Rin shouted, with rare tears in her eyes.
This was the second time she cried in the Fifth Holy Grail War.
The first time was, of course, the time when he healed Shirou of demons.
At this time, there was a sudden snap. It was Ilia snapping her fingers.
Then, the chains that had been binding Saber were retracted and wrapped around the sacred-shackle again.
"...holy, I have never been able to understand what you are thinking. This Holy Grail War is the same as the last Holy Grail War."
After being freed, Saber watched the two people fighting on the screen for a while, then looked at Ilia with a solemn voice and said.
"What are you talking about now? Why don't you stop Archer and Shirou? You should know that Shirou has a slim chance of winning against Archer."
"A slim chance of winning? Shirou has never had such a thing as a chance of winning."
After listening to what Saber said, the text given by Illya surprised Saber and Rin, but also vaguely agreed.
"If Archer was really serious and really just wanted to kill Shirou, Shirou would have died long ago. Do you know? That time at Ryudou Temple, if I didn't take action, Archer who had been following Shirou would definitely
The one who took action to save Shirou was not just because he wanted to deal with Shirou himself."
"Then what you mean is that Archer wants to..."
Rin guessed something and spoke hesitantly.
"That's right! It's a trial. If the current Shirou's thoughts are not firm, then kill him so that there will be one less incompetent hypocrite in the world. If Shirou's thoughts are firm, then through a life-and-death battle, let this
The idea, this ideal has become more determined.”
This is Illya's conjecture, and it is also a conclusion she draws from the perspective of a bystander and her current position as an authority figure.
