As a painter, how should I face the original heroine

Sakura Matou took "Avalon" out of her body and handed it to Li Wei. This is the holy relic of the King of Knights. If it is not given to Emiya Shirou, it is impossible to summon the born. of Artoria.

"Good luck and hope you don't end up like your father."

In a daze, Emiya Shirou seemed to hear many familiar voices, Leviathan, Tohsaka-san, and Matou-senpai seemed to be addressing himself at a memorial service, and then left one after another.

"What happened?"

Emiya Shirou struggled to sit up from the cold corridor, checking his blood-stained chest back and forth. He clearly remembered that this place was pierced by a spear, and the blood and torn clothes around him also proved that everything before was not hallucinations.

Although his mind was a mess, Emiya Shirou still insisted on cleaning up the horrific murder scene, stumbled back home, and lay down powerlessly on the wooden floor of the living room.

"I don't know who saved me, but at least I have to find a chance to thank you."

To be able to recover from such a serious injury, Emiya Shiro guessed that the other party might have used magic means, normally it should be Leviathan, but judging from the ruby ​​pendant picked up at the scene, it seems that someone else saved him .

Just as he was thinking about a series of things that happened tonight, the barrier set up around the mansion was suddenly triggered.

"Wouldn't it be a thief at a time like this... Sure enough, if you see it, you can only die?"

Emiya Shirou quickly understood his current situation. It is absolutely useless to resist with his strength. If he wants to survive, there is only one way to go.

"Fuyuki City is not very peaceful recently. If you encounter danger, you can hide in the warehouse in the backyard. I will prepare strong enough defense measures there."

Emiya Shirou clearly remembered what Leviathan told him when he came back from working in the new capital last night, although he didn't know how far the so-called "power" was, now he could only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

But before that, he still needs some self-defense means, not too complicated, but at least able to withstand an attack from the opponent.

"This is it, the poster left by Fuji-san. Trace On...Trace On!

Chapter 340 Are You... My Master?

With the opening of the magic circuit, the magic power continued to pour into the poster rolled up in the hands of Emiya Shirou along the arms of about 60 cm, as if his own blood penetrated into every corner of the poster through the skin.

"Constituent materials...explain."

He has already used this magic countless times. Without talent, all he can do is to continuously improve through clumsy efforts, even if there is only a slight improvement.

"Constituent material...reinforced."

If you want to use the paper poster as a weapon, you must make it as strong as steel, otherwise, your body will definitely be cut in two the moment you fight that blue gunman.

"The whole project is over."

Because it is not a complicated tool, Emiya Shiro completed the strengthening the moment he picked up the poster, making it indestructible while retaining its light weight. For him who only specializes in one kind of magic, this is already doing his best. the result.

Just as Emiya Shirou was about to run out of the living room and move towards the warehouse, an instinctive reaction to danger suddenly rushed up his back, and the hairs all over his body stood on end.

A scarlet cold light broke through the ceiling without warning, and fell straight to where he was, trying to pierce himself on the wooden floor from head to toe.

"This guy……"

Emiya Shiro didn't have time to think about it, he dodged the sudden attack with a very embarrassed roll, and hurried to the warehouse in the backyard.

"Hey... It hurts to see myself being killed, but I'm thinking of you. Is it so cruel and bloody to kill the same person twice in one day?"

Lancer sighed and looked at the boy's back, he was not in a hurry to pursue, but after complaining endlessly, he stabbed him casually.

"So fast! But...you can still block it!"

Emiya Shirou, who was always paying attention to the movement behind him, deflected his body desperately before the cold light of the gun tip arrived, and deflected it with the poster in his hand at this critical moment, successfully escaping the fatal shot.

"Oh?"

Lancer raised his eyebrows in surprise, he didn't expect that the other party was actually a magician, and the torn paper in his hand was strengthened to such a degree that it could collide with a treasure, even if it just rubbed against the barrel of a gun, it didn't Just disconnecting it would be enough to explain the problem.

Relying on the beautiful counterattack just now, Emiya Shirou escaped from the living room and headed straight for the warehouse. Now he can only hope that Leviathan's preparations are strong enough, otherwise...

boom--

A swift figure suddenly caught up with Emiya Shirou, and mercilessly raised his right leg and kicked towards the boy's waist. The force was so violent that it even created a whirlwind in the air, making it impossible for anyone to doubt that he would beat him with this kick. The opponent kicked into a pulp.

"Hey... It's obviously made you die, but you are still doing some unnecessary resistance."

Cu Chulainn pursed his lips. He didn't feel the physicality of his kick just now. Looking at the crooked and deformed poster in the hand of the boy who flew upside down more than ten meters away, he immediately knew what was going on. The kid unexpectedly blocked his own attack again.

"Uh……"

Emiya Shirou felt as if his body was falling apart, his internal organs were messed up, but now was not the time to give up.He struggled to get up from the ground and ran into the warehouse where the door was not locked.

"If you're a man, hurry up."

Lancer was already tired of this cat-and-mouse game, and walked step by step into the eternal resting place chosen by the other party.

"Where is it? Leviathan didn't tell me what he prepared..."

Shirou Emiya searched anxiously in the warehouse, but he couldn't find anything different from usual, and the gunmen behind him, exuding the murderous intent of bloodthirsty beasts, were approaching step by step.

The scarlet magic spear turned into a shooting star again, and this time he was already unable to avoid it.

In the danger of almost mortal danger, Emiya Shiro unfolded the severely deformed poster and used it as a one-time shield as a buffer. He was forcibly smashed into debris by the tip of the gun, and he himself was pushed to the edge of the wall by the aftermath. sit on the floor.

"The trick just now surprised me a bit, kid, but that's it."

As Lancer spoke, he pointed the magic spear at the young man's heart impartially, and then... pierced straight out without haste.

Are you going to die?Just like before, dying meaninglessly.

Being killed twice by the same person on the same night, there is such an absurd thing in the world.

But since he was saved, this life must die with value, and it must not end in such a thing.

"...How dare you kill someone so indifferently, I want a guy like you——!!!"

Emiya Shirou roared angrily, clenched his teeth and tried to make a final resistance. The magic power in his body surged in the magic circuit, extending and touching until the scabbard in the deepest part of the soul.

A flash of light appeared like a miracle, and a blond girl wearing a silver-white armor instantly stood between Emiya Shirou and Lancer, and waved the invisible object in her hand to easily deflect the fatal shot.

"The eighth... Servant!?"

Cu Chulainn's scarlet pupils condensed into a point due to excessive shock, but no matter how unbelievable he was, the huge force returned from his hands all showed the strength of the heroic spirit in front of him.

The experience of countless battles quickly made him make a judgment to retreat. This enemy of unknown origin was able to stabilize himself in terms of strength, and in a place like the warehouse where long spears could not be used, the speed he was good at could not give full play to his advantage. .

The girl in knight attire did not chase after the spearmen who had retreated into the courtyard, but instead stared at the red-haired boy who had fallen to the ground with her clear emerald eyes against the bright moonlight shining into the warehouse.

"..."

Emiya Shirou couldn't make a sound at all. It wasn't because of the sudden incident that his mind was confused, and it wasn't because he was shocked by the terrifying strength of the other party. It was just... because the girl in front of him was so beautiful that he lost his words.