Life As Aozaki Orange

Why, are they not allies?

Judging from the current situation, it should not be taken to help relieve the siege.

Instead, he looked like he was going to sit back and ignore it.

"Archer, take Shinji away from Berserker immediately!"

At this moment, Shirou Emiya suddenly heard a calm voice, and the red Command Spell on the back of his hand immediately emitted a red light, which immediately turned into a compulsory order, urging Archer to act.

The goal of his participation in the Holy Grail War...is to protect Shinji himself. Now that Shinji is so close to Berserker, it is completely predictable how dangerous Berserker is.

No matter what, the first thing to do is to protect Shinji's safety.

"Hey... this will make it even more dangerous!"

Archer's body began to move, rushing towards Berserker. Judging from his current experience... going to the rescue might stimulate Berserker to react aggressively.

So, wait and see... finding the right time is the best solution.

And right now.

- Crack!

The sound of a samurai sword breaking.

Berserker's broad palm was fully grasped, and the sharp katana was broken into two pieces, circling in the air, and then fell to the ground with a sound.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Matou Shinji fell weakly to the ground, his water-blue eyes became hollow, staring at the samurai sword that was broken in two, his tears were raging like a waterfall that burst.

Immediately after, she pursed her cherry lips hard, and immediately let out a miserable cry.

At this moment, Archer had already rushed to Shinji's side, hugged Shinji by the waist and ran back, but, surprisingly, Berserker didn't stop him.

Even Medea, who was suspended in the sky, did not stop her.

Just watching Archer take Matou Shinji away.

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"Shinji, are you alright?!"

Emiya Shirou watched Archer bring Shinji back, and squatted down and asked with concern.

Hearing this, Matou Shinji raised his head with tears in his eyes, staring at his worried friend, then looked around at the people around him, pursed his cherry lips and asked loudly.

"Woooooo bastards, are you all playing me, but you all sit idly by... The allies who promised to help each other, you... are all bastards, woo woo."

Saying so, she fell to the ground in the way of a duck, stretched out her hand to grab Shirou's collar, raised a small fist and smashed Shirou's chest, and complained that her teammates were too pitiful while crying.

For this, everyone didn't explain much, but rather... Some people put their heads aside in a guilty conscience, such as the white-haired heroic spirit Archer, and the blue-haired Rider.

Just now...they are indeed playing Emiya Shirou and it's not wrong.

However, the reasons for each other are unclear.

"Sorry, it was too sudden."

Tohsaka Sakura walked over in small steps. She stroked Shinji's blue hair and comforted her in a very gentle whisper. She didn't know what the samurai sword meant to Shinji.

However, now it seems...should be a very important thing.

Chapter 430 Future Shinji

"That sword is broken... what effect does it have?"

The two ceremonies looked at the crying blue-haired girl from a distance, and her cold eyes looked curiously at the orange beside her. She knew that the orange could see through the future, she should know that the girl named Shinji...why cry so sad.

"...Shinji Matou doesn't have the qualifications to be a magician."

Aozaki Chengzi smiled slightly and answered her doubts: "However, ten years ago... she traded her male identity for the magician's ability to cause supernatural phenomena."

"And that sword...is the product of the price, and if you break it, you will no longer be able to survive as a man."

She told the truth without guilt.

In this regard, the two rituals looked back at the battlefield. She naturally knew that the current situation was inseparable from the orange, this scumbag woman, but she did not intend to conduct any in-depth investigations.

Since she was caught in the Holy Grail War... there is nothing to say, after all, even she can see that the weapon has the ability to strengthen the body, and it is natural to take it as the target to destroy it first.

And at the same time.

Next, what to do?

Illya scratched her cheek in embarrassment, feeling a little helpless.

Although according to the truth, it is time to pursue the victory... However, looking at Shinji who was sobbing, she couldn't help but feel a strong sense of guilt in her heart, and it was the first time in her life that she beat someone crying.

Now that's the situation... Really don't know how to deal with it.

"The Holy Grail War is no child's play, and the battle must go on."

Medea slowly fell from the sky, staring at the shaken Illya and admonishing:

"The cry of the enemy is not the reason for his mercy. This world... has long been shackled by hatred, and no one has been spared from the beginning."

She fooled this little loli, her voice mysterious and cold.

"Look at the hatred in that girl's eyes... hate, do you think she will forgive you?"

Although she didn't see any hatred in Matou Shinji's eyes, for this little loli, she could still be fooled.

If you can't fool past... then add a little philosophical words to fool.

"..."

Illya stared at Shinji, who was sobbing, and found that she was crying in Emiya Shirou's arms, but she never raised her head at all.

This mysterious witch...how on earth can she see the hatred in her eyes.

...

...

the other side.

"... woo woo woo"

Matou Shinji grabbed Shirou's shirt with his slender hands, buried his head in Shirou's chest and wept in a low voice, venting his sadness that he could never become a man again.

But Emiya Shirou stroked Shinji's blue hair lightly, and comforted in a gentle low voice: "Don't worry, no matter what happens, I will stand beside you, Shinji, I can guarantee this with my whole life. "

"..."

Matou Shinji's crying stopped abruptly, she raised her cheeks full of tears, and stared at the gentle Shirou with red eyes, her expression gradually became vigilant and fierce.

"Shirou...why do you use your life to guarantee it?"

She stared at her friend and questioned.

In fact, even if she didn't say it clearly, she couldn't tell Shirou's thoughts because of her, but she didn't think much about it before, she just regarded Shirou as... a friend.

Even if Shirou becomes mad one day, as long as she releases her transformation in time, it is possible that Shirou will still be able to fencing with her, so he doesn't think much about this.

But, it's different now... the sword is broken.

Instead, there is one more hole.

In this case, it is time to reposition the relationship with Shirou, keep a distance from Shirou appropriately, and avoid irreparable damage to her thrust.

In short...need to raise the necessary vigilance.

"..."

Emiya Shirou was silent for a moment, and then said as a matter of course: "Is there any problem, Shinji is a very important person to me, what's wrong with trying to protect you."

He spoke his thoughts sincerely, and there was no trace of a lie.

Hearing this, Matou Shinji fell into a long silence, looking at Shirou with complicated eyes, her mood was very complicated... Countless thoughts circled in her heart, and finally turned into a sentence.

"It's a tough guy. It's really necessary to treat you as an enemy."

She stared at Shirou coldly and said, and immediately stood up and turned her back on Emiya Shirou. Then, she turned her eyes to her Servant, and asked in a cold voice.

"Why don't you come and save me, don't say that level of magic cannon... It can stop your footsteps."

"……why."

The blue-haired man turned his gaze to Archer, and immediately smiled: "Master, here I... just so, there is a weapon suitable for you to use."

Saying so, she summoned the Noble Phantasm that truly belonged to her, and then handed it to Shinji. It was a katana sword with a sharp sheen.

This is... my knife!

Matou Shinji's pupils shrank suddenly, staring at the samurai sword, she couldn't possibly admit it wrong... her own weapon, but her samurai sword was born from the state of drawing the sword.

This world... there is no second weapon of the same kind.

"Don't you try it?"

The blue-haired heroic spirit man smiled and looked at the surprised Shinji with a playful look. Now is the time to uncover the mystery, so there is no need to continue to hide it.

"..."

Matou Shinji hesitated, raised his hand to take the samurai sword, and then a familiar feeling entered his brain, and with a slight touch of consciousness, it was easy to activate what should have been her unique power.

The body that had lost its strengthening was once again strengthened by the surging magic power.

"Is it easy to use, this is a real treasure."

The blue-haired male Heroic Spirit smiled, stared at Shinji who had turned on the strengthening state, and said, "Master, the performance should not be worse than your sword."

"It's much stronger, although it doesn't store much magic power."

Matou Shinji stared coldly at his Servant: "But, there is no doubt... in terms of quality, it is definitely a weapon that surpasses what I used to be, but why... do you have a weapon with the same ability as me?"

The servant she summoned was the legendary Perseus, who did not have the ability to copy weapons, and there was no weapon similar to her in the legend.

Besides, the katana sword... it would never appear in Greek mythology.

"It's a lot of why."

The blue-haired male put his hands on his hips, and his voice suddenly became a soft female voice: "That's naturally because I am you, otherwise, are there other possibilities?"

When the words fell, her body emitted a hazy and soft blue light, and then, in the eyes of everyone, she became a familiar woman. It was a woman with long, aqua-blue wavy hair. With the tenderness and wisdom of mature women.

She looks more mature... but her facial features are very similar to Shinji's.

Chapter 431: Cuchulain Exits the Stage

"...The future me!?"

Matou Shinji couldn't help but take two steps back, his voice full of disbelief.

The woman standing in front of her today is very similar to her. Rather, it should be what she looked like when she grew up, and it would not be unbelievable to say that she was her future self.

In fact, she can fully understand what is happening now.

After all, as a magician... I still have a lot of relevant knowledge of mysticism, and I naturally know where the Servants come from. That is the place called Heroes... beyond the time axis.

And this means that if he achieves some great achievements in the future, and then becomes a heroic spirit on the Heroic Spirit Throne, it is possible to summon his future self.

However, even if you can understand this idea...it doesn't mean you can easily accept it.

"...Shinji?"

Emiya Shirou looked at Shinji with a large size, and couldn't help but tentatively cry out. In response, Shinji in the future also naturally turned his head and responded with a gentle smile:

"What's wrong. Shirou?"

Her smile is natural and intimate, revealing a sea-like tolerance.

Seeing this, Emiya Shirou turned his head unconsciously, a little afraid to look directly at the smile of Da Shinji, he hesitated for a moment, and asked:

"Are you really... Miku Shinji?"

Everyone in the room heard the words... and they all turned their attention to the future big one, Shinji, obviously wanting to hear an exact answer. Since they are all themselves... Wouldn't they be able to cooperate more tacitly with each other?

Or... there is a reason why it must be hidden.

"Whether it's... I'd love to hear an explanation!"

Matou Shinji regained his senses, staring at her Servant with water-blue eyes coldly. Although she has almost confirmed that this is her future self... However, this is not something to be happy about.