Chapter 233 231 What Kind of Team! (4K)

Chapter 233 231. What team! (4K)

"Shirou, are there no club activities today?"

"I have something to do today so I have to go back early. The Kyudo Club and Kendo Club have both asked for leave."

"That's a pity. I wanted to ask you for advice again."

"Haha, sorry, tomorrow."

"See you then!"

He went to the teacher's house first, following the familiar route from school.

"Hmm? Teacher?"

"Not here?"

He opened the door with the key and went in. Shirou did not see the teacher who always looked young.

"This is troublesome. I was planning to come here early to help her cook."

He scratched his head, feeling a bit troubled. He could not sense any trace of her presence in any part of the room.

It seemed that she had gone out.

"But it's already this time. She should be back soon."

"Get ready first."

He walked to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, took out the prepared ingredients, and started cooking dinner.

He has been practicing this routine for almost ten years.

In addition to practicing the so-called "magic" here, it also includes kendo, fighting and the like.

Because I had to take care of the teacher, I also learned cooking when I was a child.

After doing everything, Shirou covered the pot and kept it warm, and then walked towards the remodeled dojo.

It is said that this villa was given to the teacher by a very powerful person.

The teacher also slightly expanded a dojo for education in the past few years.

Looking at the sword hanging on the wall, Shirou walked up and took it down.

This is something he picked up when he was a child.

The Kusanagi sword.

I heard from the teacher that this is a real thing, so it cannot be taken out.

The long sword that was even difficult to swing when he was a child can now be held in his hands with ease.

Unlike Rin, Sakura, and Illya, Shirou is closer to the level of a generalist.

He also dabbled in magic.

As for weapons, he can use knives, swords, bows, and guns. After years of training, his physique seems much stronger. At least Shinji from the Matou family always looks scared when he sees him.

In the words of another teacher, "Weber", Shirou is more like a servant than a magician.

The memory of his childhood flashed through his mind. The dark figure and gentle face had a deep impact on him.

The residents of Fuyuki City may not be able to recall that incident, but for Shirou, it is a scene that is engraved in the depths of his heart and will never be forgotten.

It is not just a simple admiration, but the pure heart and practice make Shirou feel yearning.

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He was about to put the long sword back in his left hand, but found that the back of his hand was flashing with an unusual red light.

A red mark appeared on the back of his hand, and a bead appeared at the same time, and a lot of unknown information poured into his mind.

When he came to his senses, he was already standing in a wilderness.

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Holding the long sword, Shirou was speechless.

Dragon Ball War

Servant Summoning.

Team Battle.

Although I had heard of similar things from my teacher, I didn't expect it to be like this.

The hero in black armor flashed through his memory again, and he might understand what happened in Fuyuki City ten years ago.

"Are your partners nearby?"

"I don't know who they are."

He had been told that there were four other teammates, and Shirou was a little concerned.

If it was a stranger, it would be a big trouble. After all, if they didn't know each other, not to mention forming a team, it would be a small matter to have suspicion.

"Let's summon the so-called servant first."

Putting the long sword into the ground, Shirou looked at the ritual formation that appeared in front of him and spoke.

"Declare--"

While reciting the so-called spell, the red light of the ritual on the ground flashed, and huge magic power surged.

"Bang!!"

A burst of smoke came out, and a figure appeared in it.

"Huh?"

I haven't seen the real face yet, but the other party seems to be more surprised.

When Shirou saw the other party's face clearly, he was also stunned.

The face that was similar to his own, the physique that was similar to his own.

"I was really summoned to an incredible place."

"What was the reason this time?"

After a moment of silence, the other party spoke in a mature tone despite his young appearance.

Staring at the young man in front of him who looked similar to him, he recognized him.

That was his "self" in the container.

The existence that should have been called "Emiya Shirou".

"The sword in your hand, kid"

Before Shirou could ask anything, Muramasa seemed to have discovered something surprising and grabbed the weapon stuck in the ground.

"I didn't expect to see this sword here."

"It's well maintained."

As if he was very happy, the other party recognized the "identity" of the weapon and commented while holding the "Kusanagi Sword".

"Let me introduce myself."

"I am a swordsmith from Ise Province."

"Senko Muramasa!"

"My job title is Saber."

"Uh, my name"

"Swoosh!"

Hearing that name, Shirou was about to introduce himself, but suddenly a sound caught the attention of the two.

"Pah!"

Swinging the Kusanagi sword to shoot down the arrow, Muramasa and Shirou were alert to their surroundings.

"Archer! Why did you attack without permission?!"

"I told you, that's someone I know!"

But a familiar voice emerged from a forest not far away, making Shirou startled.

"This voice is"

Sure enough, a girl with twin tails wearing a school uniform walked out from there.

"cold?"

"It is indeed Shirou. I told you that the fluctuations in magic power are very familiar."

They recognized each other's identities, and there was no sense of strangeness between them.

His relationship with her is now so good that it's not surprising that they can call each other by their first names.

"Fortunately, you are here. I was thinking about what to do if I met a strange guy."

"But...how come there are two?"

Taking a closer look, Rin was in a state of confusion.

Why are there two Shirou in front of her? ! !

"Old man"

"He is my servant, his name is Muramasa. I don't know why he looks the same as me."

Just when Muramasa was hesitant to say his name to clear up the misunderstanding, Shirou said it without any concealment.

"Don't worry, Saber. It doesn't matter what Rin says. She is my childhood sweetheart."

I specifically explained it to Muramasa, but he seemed to have no unnecessary precautions against Rin.

Muramasa was surprised by his calm attitude.

Unlike the "Shirou" he relied on, this boy seemed to be very different.

You must know that the opponent's servant has launched an attack just now.

"Archer, stop cowering there and come out and apologize!"

Hearing Shirou's words, Rin was very happy to be trusted so much. He puffed up his chest and turned to shout at his servant.

"Crack."

Jumping out of the forest, Shirou and Muramasa also saw each other's appearance clearly.

Slightly darker skin, black pupils, white hair and eyebrows, and a very tall figure.

The other party stared here with a very stiff expression.

"he is.?"

"This is also very troublesome for me. He said there was something wrong with the summoning ritual, and he had some memory problems. He couldn't remember his name."

Hearing Shirou ask this question, Rin suddenly scratched his head and felt helpless.

"Is there something wrong with the ceremony?"

"Memory loss?"

Hearing this, Muramasa and Shirou looked at Archer with doubtful eyes.

(he)

Muramasa always felt that the Archer in front of him felt inexplicably familiar.

But I just couldn't remember it at the moment.

"that's not important."

"Maybe that's not important! If you have a Noble Phantasm related to your name, you won't be able to use it!"

Although Tohsaka Rin still remembered to maintain the so-called calmness and elegance in formal occasions, she didn't have so many worries in front of Shirou.

"boom!!"

"!"

Just as Red A was about to cover something up, he heard a gunshot and took a step back. The bullet grazed the bridge of his nose.

He immediately looked to the left

He saw a man with short white hair, wearing black clothes, and skin darker than his, looking at him coldly. He was aiming his gun as if he had the intention of pulling the trigger at the next moment.

Black.Archer!

"Archer, please stop."

Hearing the familiar voice, Tohsaka Rin and Shirou immediately turned their heads and looked over.

The figure wearing the magic suit appeared in the field of vision.

"cherry!"

"Long time no see. Sister, Shirou."

"Didn't you go to London?"

"Yes, but it seems to be involved, but it would be reassuring if your teammates are you."

Communicating familiarly, the three of them approached.

Hong A looked at this scene and didn't know how to describe it.

If he remembered correctly, he didn't have such an exaggerated experience during his lifetime, right?

Even though there is talk of the so-called parallel world, isn't this Shirou's treatment a bit too good?

Without thinking much, the black Archer still pointed his gun at him, as if regretting that he couldn't kill him in one go.

(This guy)

He could clearly feel the murderous intent of the other party. Red A couldn't remember ever having an enmity with such a guy.

He is just a "wage earner". Logically speaking, there is no such "enemy" at all.

But before he could continue to guess, the other party put away the gun and took out a small book and pen to write something on it.

The squinting eyes and slightly dazed expression expressed a strange phenomenon.

"By the way, the three of us are together. Could it be that the other person nearby is Ilia?"

"possible"

"I wish it was her."

………

"Shirou?"

Illya stared blankly at the figure that appeared awkwardly from the summoning array and couldn't help but be stunned.

She was obviously summoning the servants according to the ritual incantation, so why did someone she knew appear?

This is wrong!

Is the formation broken?

She didn't recite the spell wrong either.

Which part of this is the problem?

Unable to figure it out, Illya grabbed her head with both hands and her eyes widened.

Those two teachers have never taught this scene before! !

"Well"

He breathed a sigh of relief and felt the obvious temperature difference around him. What appeared in his eyes was a little girl with long snow-white hair who was in distress.

The other person seems to know me.

Judging from appearance alone, this Master might be about the same age as Miyu, right?

But the vast magic power showed that the other party was an outstanding Master.

“Would that be considered lucky or unlucky.”

Summoned as a Servant (Archer), Emiya Shirou could not describe his current situation.

But one thing you can know is that

He managed to escape from Julian.

This is good news.

"But the prerequisite is that we have to come back alive from here."

The heavy injuries made him look extremely weak.

But fortunately, as a Servant, I can get magic power supply from the Master to recover.

It only takes a little time to recover.

It's just a pity that his spirit seems to be a little unbearable at the moment.

"Crack."

"ah?!"

Seeing the familiar person lying unconscious on the ground in front of her, Illya was dumbfounded for a moment.

Why is this happening? !

"What the hell is going on!!!"

…………

"Um, are these throbbing magic powers Shirou and the others?"

"Rin, Sakura, and Illya are here too."

The blond woman wearing a suit stood on the rock wall and murmured as she felt the familiar scent.

"I didn't expect that after ten years, you would still deliberately choose me?"

Glancing at the red mark on the back of her hand, Artoria sighed deeply.

She didn't even expect such a situation to happen.

Ten years ago, she participated in the Dragon Ball War as Kiritsugu's servant.

Ten years later, he participated in the war as a "Master + Servant (Saber)".

But luckily this time it was a team battle, and my companions were the students who had been taking care of me.

How this Dragon Ball War will develop is completely unpredictable to Arturia.

After experiencing the last war, she knew not to underestimate any enemy, and there might be quite troublesome opponents this time.

But to protect those important students, she still has confidence in the name of the King of Knights.

"We have to let them go back safely."

She wouldn't let those children die in this strange world, or so she thought.

No matter what kind of powerful enemy stands in front of him.

…………

"What's wrong, Master?"

"Are you still worried about Assassin (Minato Namikaze)?"

In the church, Semiramis looked at the fascinated Amakusa and spoke.

"No, he will understand the stakes and there will be no impact."

"Just another thing that strikes me as a little weird."

"It's surprising that Inhibition didn't send additional Rulers down even though they knew I was there."

"Really? That's not a good thing. One less person is in the way."

What Amakusa cares about is that his existence should make this war full of many variables.

After all, the "person" above is not a fool, and he will definitely not sit back and watch him behave like this.

The best way is to send someone from the same job agency to intervene.

But after waiting for so long, all the followers have been summoned, but there is still no sign of "Ruler" appearing.

It was as if a proper war was about to begin.

This was such a smooth situation that it made Amakusa feel too dreamy.

For him as a former "Ruler".

The situation unfolds to horrific proportions

No wonder Amakusa cares so much.

Amakusa was not fooled by the scene in front of her, and in order to achieve the "relief of all mankind", she could not tolerate any negligence.

He has been planning for 60 years and has encountered better opportunities.

Then it is even more difficult to "roll over" easily.

But the superiors never sent anyone down, which made him relieved.

"Well, maybe I'm worrying too much."