I'm Shenji, what are you doing?

Preface: I don’t know if this chapter is considered a abuser, but I think this is the best chapter I have written in recent times.

The beautiful and magnificent aerial courtyard is filled with colorful poisonous mist.

Various ferocious beasts from mythological times let out deafening roars.

The great sage Chiron, who was responsible for command and detoxification, was the first to die in battle. He was targeted by the owner of the courtyard, Semiramis, and was poisoned by Hydra as soon as he stepped into the palace complex. Affected by the rumors of "died from Hydra's poison during his lifetime", he turned into a spirit and dissipated before he could even struggle.

Soon, Siegfried, the brave man who had killed the strongest evil dragon Favna, fell down and was stabbed in the back by the priest in black.

Achilles, the great hero who had a similar mythology and glorified an era, also fell. First he was poisoned by a paralyzing poison, then he fell into a trap when he was distracted and injured his ankle. Finally, he was besieged by various soldiers until he died.

Losing her best partner and vanguard, Atalanta went crazy, put on a boar's skin and transformed into a demon of destruction, madly attacking everything in front of her, tearing apart countless beasts, magical beasts, fantasy beasts, and mythical beasts along the way, but In the end, he was still torn into pieces by the fearless shoal of divine fish.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Avisbronn chose to rebel. He captured his master Roche, and used the child who had always admired him as the "Heart of the Furnace" to activate his Noble Phantasm, the Crown and the Light of Wisdom.

Although he soon succumbed to the sword of an enraged Mordred, the Noble Phantasm was completed. The huge puppet, which is more than fifteen meters tall, has become the biggest obstacle to everyone's progress.

In order to break through the puppet's obstruction, Astolfo and his Hippogriff were hammered into souls by the puppet. Mordred was seriously injured, and Joan of Arc's holy flag also lost its effect because it reached its limit.

However, before the group could recover from the huge cost, a new round of attacks followed. Karna restrained Arturia, Mordred and Joan were played by Semiramis, and Mordred was about to die.

The priest in black, who was confident of winning, showed a cruel and bloody smile to Shen Er: "You are finished, the world will be destroyed."

Reluctantly, Shinji's eyes were bloodshot, and he rushed forward with a roar, but was forced to stop by a movement of the black-clothed priest - he grabbed Justeza's soul from nowhere, and just stood between the two of them. between.

Then, without even giving him a chance to curse and scold him, the priest used his sword to pass through the back of Justeza's heart and then plunged into Shinji's chest.

With her spiritual core pierced, Justeza's sense of existence became increasingly thin. She stretched out her hand and gently touched Shenji's cheek. Her eyes were full of attachment, reluctance, worry, and love, but there was no resentment.

She moved her pale lips and uttered a sentence that could not be detected: "Run quickly."

Then, the tightly connected contract was broken, and the fate and the bond that lasted for six years disappeared into the air along with the pure white spirit son. The grief-stricken Shinji was left screaming at the top of his lungs.

"No!!!"

But this roar only lasted a few seconds, because he himself was pierced by the sword through his spiritual core, and it was difficult to maintain his existence.

The eyelids are getting heavier and heavier, the consciousness is gradually blurring, and the whole world is swallowed up by darkness.

Unwilling to die like this, the assassin tried hard to concentrate, maintain consciousness, and try his best to open his eyes.

Perhaps his hard work paid off. Those heavy eyelids were finally opened by him, and the dark world was replaced by light.

However, the scenery in front of him is not the poisonous sky courtyard, but the familiar ceiling.

"This is... Milenia City."

Rubbing his groggy head, his fingers inadvertently crossed the corners of his eyes, feeling a faint touch of warmth.

"Tears? It turned out to be a dream. Well, it was a dream. Fortunately, it was a dream. No, wait—"

As soon as the tense nerves relaxed, the previous memories came flooding back.

Many days of planning came to nothing.

The Great Holy Grail containing Justeza's soul was taken away.

And the time traveler who is similar to himself, who has reached the extreme of sword (tachi) and footwork under the skin of Amakusa Shiro Tokisada.

That man clamored to destroy the world.

But he had exhausted all his strength, exhausted all means, and united with all those he could unite with, but he still ended up running away.

When he thought of this, Shen Er's heart was filled with a strong sense of powerlessness.

He had not experienced this feeling of powerlessness for a long time. The last time was at the end of the Fourth Holy Grail War in Fuyuki City, when Scathach was voluntarily defeated by Arturia's sword and left the world.

At that time, he vowed to work hard, and he never wanted to lose someone important because of his own inability.

Therefore, even though no one was supervising him to practice Kung Fu, and no one was giving him a Spartan education, he never slacked off for a day. He only over-completed his daily homework and would never be short of it.

You know, in his previous life, he was just an ordinary person living in a peaceful era. Although his life was not smooth, it was not difficult either. The most difficult thing is just the two major difficulties that most flower gardening students have to go through to take the high school entrance examination and the college entrance examination. But even when he was racing against time before the two major exams, it wasn't like he didn't secretly read books or go to an Internet cafe to hang out.

And this hard work pales in comparison to the lessons Scathach left behind. The motivation for him to persevere to this day, apart from a man's innate yearning for power and curiosity about the unknown, is only for the important people.

In order to protect his gifted sister and Fujino, for Orange, and to fulfill the wishes of Justine Sa and Scathach, he has been working hard until today.

But now, let alone fulfilling wishes, if you can't even protect the people who are important to you, then why are you a magician and why do you practice martial arts? What are you working hard for today? Even taking the initiative to get involved in the whirlpool of struggle in the Clock Tower and becoming an enemy of the "King of Dead Apostles"?

Could it be said that the efforts of the past few years are meaningless?

All kinds of negative emotions came one after another, and Shenji began to doubt life and himself.

He didn't attribute the reason to Gemstone Man. If the old man really wanted to harm him, he wouldn't have to go through so many troubles.

He didn't just resent Shirou. After all, it was his lack of strength and lack of thinking.

If he had the same strength as Shirou, if he could think more carefully, and not take it for granted that the situation is developing smoothly, and relax his vigilance, and start to change the so-called tragedy according to his own intention, how could he end up like this? Step into the field?

Everything is caused by his immaturity. If he could be more mature and stronger, the situation would be completely different - at least the time traveler is by no means invincible. If so, he does not need to follow the instructions of Amakusa Shiro. Shi Zhen's original script could have been directly killed and snatched away by force.

However, it is too late to say this now. Although he and his party escaped by chance, they have become invincible with the Great Holy Grail and the home field advantage. There are too many ways to gain advantage in numbers and combat power. Can disintegrate.

The dream just now may be illusory, but it is enough to illustrate the problem - my immature self can think of such a method, how could the time traveler who can't see the depth think of it?

Is he stupider than me? Haha, this joke is not funny. How can someone who dares to scheme with restraint be a fool?

The stupid and powerless person is yourself.

Unknowingly, Justeza's voice and smile appeared in front of her eyes, so beautiful and clear, but gradually faded away. I wanted to chase him, but I couldn't catch him until I was exhausted and unconscious.

——I'm really, really useless.

PS: Okay, as of this chapter, the protagonist's trough period has passed, and what follows will be a little harmless depression at best, and he can finally open up the aura of the true protagonist.

PS2: The book friends who have persisted here are considered die-hard fans of Zhao Shao. Thank you for your hard work. The traitor was extremely grateful and had nothing to repay. He could only try his best to tell a good story.