Shirou Emiya doesn't want to work overtime

At this moment, Bell remembered what his grandfather said to him.

[If there is one who has the qualifications to be called a hero - he is neither the one who holds the sword nor the one who raises the shield, and of course he is not the one who performs healing techniques. Only those who bet on themselves are called heroes. 】

The solid back just protected Bell behind him. The young man with blood-stained red hair waved the blade in his hand extremely weakly. Facing the countless incoming monsters, he did not flinch at all. In his eyes, there was only firm.

Even if he knew that he might die here.

As if they didn't know what fear was, the monsters roared fiercely and rushed towards Shirou Emiya like crazy.

Amidst the constant splashing of blood, corpses one after another turned into ashes and disappeared into the air.

Is it really worth risking everything just for a stranger?

However, Bell no longer has time to think about these things.

"Tear it apart————!丂"

The sound of tearing like tearing silk suddenly sounded.

The boy's already bloody chest was torn apart by sharp claws again, and the blood seemed to have drained away. Even if such a horrific injury appeared on his body, no blood would splash out.

It was as if he couldn't feel the pain. He looked extremely weak, but his strength was not reduced at all as he slashed at the monster in front of him.

But, how long can the young man persist? A few minutes, or dozens of minutes.

With such serious injuries, every second could be the last moment of his life.

"Bell, what are you waiting for!?"

"What on earth are you waiting for!?"

"Are you just going to watch him being devoured by monsters like this?"

"Are we just going to do nothing and wait for death to come?"

Looking at the figure who was constantly fighting in front of him, Bell kept questioning himself in his heart. He understood very clearly why this person kept standing in front of him, and why he stayed in the same place even though he could move forward.

He is waiting for himself, he is waiting for himself to stand up.

He was obviously so weak that he needed all his strength to even speak, as if he would fall to the ground and lose consciousness in the next second.

But he still stayed where he was, waiting for himself, even if he was so weak and holding himself back.

All this is because of myself, because of my arrogant self, and because of my self that has no respect for the dungeon.

If it weren't for himself, he might have left here long ago!

No, I must not be like this. I just encounter setbacks and difficulties and just stagnate in place. How can I respond to God's expectations!

How can you become a hero?

Stand up!

Stand up!

Stand up for me!

These useless legs!

These legs that are constantly shaking because of fear!

Even just keeping up with him.

Even if you can only hide behind him in fear.

Never fall to the ground without doing anything and die such a useless death!

Even in this situation, he did not give up hope of living. Bell, how could you give up on yourself.

Stand up! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

"Ah! Ahhhhhhhhh!!!!!!"

Fear filled Bell's eyes.

Despair kept wandering around Bell.

A chill gradually climbed up Bell's spine.

A wail that echoed throughout the entire floor roared from Bell's mouth.

His legs were shaking.

His body was shaking.

His hand holding the dagger tightly was also trembling.

Like an octogenarian, no part of his body is not trembling.

He was afraid, afraid of the attacks of these monsters.

He is afraid, afraid of losing his life.

"roar----!"

The roaring monster stepped on the ground violently, waving its sharp claws flashing with arc light, and pounced towards Bell in front of him.

The clear sound of breaking through the air echoed in the air.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Wails echoed at this moment.

"Qiang——!"

With a crisp knocking sound, the blade and the claws collided heavily, causing the impact energy to vibrate away from the collision point, rubbing against the air, and instantly disrupting the surroundings.

The powerful force knocked the short knife away from Bell's hand at this moment, and bounced to the wall nearby.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, the sharp claws suddenly changed direction in the air at this moment, tearing the air apart and grabbing Bell's head in front of him.

He could clearly see the monster's ferocious eyes, its heavy breathing, and the oncoming death-like aura.

The greatness of human beings lies in their noble attitude in the face of fear————.

"Ugh...ahhhhhh!"

Under the extreme fear, Bell couldn't even say any words, and could only keep shouting to calm his emotions.

The next second————

With a frightened face, Bell used his trembling body and trembling hands to tightly grasp the arm of the sharp claw waving towards him.

Without dodging or flinching, he used all his strength to pull the sudden claws to both sides.

Then——————

"Bang--!"

A heavy impact sounded at this moment.

Bell tried his best to knock his forehead away.

The wound appeared on Bell's forehead at this moment, and blood slowly left from it.

How can a human forehead be as hard as a monster's forehead!

But the werewolf snorted and backed away, staring at Bell in front of him.

"roar--!"

Angry roars sounded from in front of Bell at this moment.

However----

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!"

Bell didn't have time to pay attention to the wound on his forehead. He shouted and rushed towards the werewolf at the moment when he roared angrily.

At the moment of life and death, Bell burst out with unimaginable power.

At this moment, he suddenly jumped up from the ground, jumped on the werewolf, and grabbed its neck tightly.

Under the unbalanced force, the two men fell violently towards the ground.

"roar--!"

A contemptuous roar came from the mouth of the werewolf under Bell.

How could it be possible that with just human strength, one could strangle oneself to death by strangling one's neck.

The sharp claws once again turned into a cold moon arc, shredding the air, and rushed towards Bell.

"Pfft!"

The splashing sound of blood sounded at this moment.

The next second, the short knife held by Bell flashed past the man-wolf's neck and cut open the man-wolf's trachea.

The wolf's roar stopped abruptly.

Blood spurted out and splashed onto Bell's dull face.

At that moment, when he collided with it with his forehead, Bell saw it. He saw the short knife that was bounced off and hit the wall with its powerful claws and slid behind the werewolf.

Chapter 508 The hero returns

Four days have passed since the day Emiya Shirou entered the palace.

Although it has only been three days since the expedition team returned to Orario.

But Finn and his team rested for half a day on the 18th floor, so in fact four full days had passed since the day Emiya Shirou came to the throne.

Not to mention having to face such a terrifying number of monsters in the dungeon, even if they don't have to face all of this, no one can survive just four days without eating or drinking.

Eina stared blankly in the direction of the dungeon.

How she wished to see Shirou Emiya come out of the dungeon intact.

However, such a miracle is almost impossible to happen.

In four days, I am afraid that even the corpse capital has been carved up by monsters.

Eina no longer expects anything.

But she would still look in the direction of the dungeon involuntarily.

However, this time, it is different.

Everyone in the entire street looked at the two people who had become bloody men with surprised eyes.

"Ah, Miss Aegina!"

At the edge of the road, a young man named Bell, with a hoarse and weak tone, shouted towards Eina in the distance, and then quickly fell into a coma and fell on the road aside.

Next to him was Shirou Emiya, who had been judged dead long ago and was almost impossible to survive.

After Bell fell down, Emiya Shirou barely supported his body and stood on the ground.

Emiya Shirou didn't have any extra strength to continue walking.

He climbed out of that hell under circumstances that no one could believe.

"Crack-!"

The sound of documents falling to the ground sounded in front of Eina, and she looked at the two people in the distance at a loss.

Tears flowed from the corners of her eyes unconsciously.

She involuntarily covered her lips to prevent herself from crying.

"B-Bell! And, Shirou——!"

But now is not the time to get excited.

Aina was only excited for a moment, and then ran towards the guild as fast as she could in her life.

She wanted to quickly notify the therapist and heal Emiya Shirou and Bell in the shortest possible time.

"What, Emiya Shirou is back alive!"

At the headquarters of the Loki Familia, Finn listened to the news from the guild with a look of disbelief.

But in the next second, Finn quickly changed his attitude and looked at the guild members with extremely excited expression.