Life As Aozaki Orange

Why, aren't they allies?

Judging from the current situation, he shouldn't have stepped in to help out.

Instead, he pretended to sit idly by.

"Archer, take Shinji away from Berserker immediately!"

At this moment, Emiya Shirou suddenly made a calm voice, and immediately the red command spell on the back of his hand glowed red, which immediately turned into a mandatory order, driving Archer to act.

His goal of participating in the Holy Grail War...is to protect Shinji himself. Now that Shenji 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 be even more dangerous!"

Archer's body started to move, rushing towards Berserker, judging from his current experience... Going to the rescue may stimulate Berserker to react excessively.

So, wait and see what happens... looking for an opportunity is the better solution.

And at this moment.

—Crack!

The sound of a katana snapping.

Berserker's broad palm was fully grasped, and the sharp samurai sword broke into two pieces, hovering in the air, and then fell to the ground with a loud sound.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Matou Shinji sat on the ground helplessly, his water blue eyes became hollow, staring at the samurai sword that was broken in two, his tears surged like a waterfall breaking a bank.

Immediately afterwards, she pursed her cherry lips vigorously, and immediately let out a miserable cry.

At this moment, Archer had already rushed to Shen Er, hugged Shen Er and ran back, but to his surprise, Berserker did not stop him.

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

Just watching Archer take Matou Shinji away.

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"Shinji, are you alright?!"

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

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

"Woooo bastards, are you all playing me, and you are all sitting idly by... The promised allies help each other, you... are all bastards, blah blah."

Saying so, she fell to the ground in a duck-sitting manner, reached out and grabbed Shirou's collar beside her, raised her small fist and hit Shirou's chest, and complained that her teammates were too pitiful while crying.

But for this, the crowd didn't make much excuses, rather... Some people turned their heads aside with guilt, such as the white-haired Heroic Spirit Archer, and the blue-haired Rider.

Just now...they are indeed playing Shiro Emiya, there is nothing wrong with that.

However, the reasons for each other are not clear.

"Sorry, that happened so suddenly."

Tohsaka Sakura came over with a small step, she stroked Shen Er's blue hair, and comforted him in a very gentle whisper, she didn't know what the samurai sword meant to Shen Er.

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

Chapter 430: Future Shinji

"The sword is broken...does it have any effect?"

Liang Ri looked at the blue-haired girl who was crying from a distance, and looked at Cheng Zi beside her with some curiosity in her cold eyes. She knew that Cheng Zi could see through the past and the future, so she probably knew the girl named Shen Er...why she was crying so sadly.

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

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

"And that sword... is the product of the price, if you break it, you can no longer live as a man."

She told the truth without guilt.

As for this, the two ceremonies turned their gazes to the battlefield. She naturally knew that the current situation had nothing to do with Cheng Zi, this scumbag woman, but she didn't plan to investigate further.

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

And at the same time.

Next, what to do?

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

Although logically speaking, we should take advantage of the victory to pursue now... However, looking at Shen Er who was crying so hard, I couldn't help but feel a strong sense of guilt in my heart, and it was the first time in her life that she hit someone crying.

Now that's the situation... don't really know how to handle it.

"The Holy Grail War is not a child's play, and the battle must continue."

Medea slowly descended from the sky, staring at the shaken Illya and warned:

"The cry of the enemy is not the reason for my subordinates to show mercy. This world...has long been shackles of hatred, and no one has been spared from the very beginning."

She fiddled with this little loli, her voice was mysterious and cold.

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

Although she didn't see any hatred in Matou Shinji's eyes, but for this little lolita, she was still able to fool her.

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

"..."

Illya stared at Shinji, who was crying so hard, and found that he was crying in Emiya Shirou's arms, without even raising his head.

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

...

...

the other side.

"... woo woo woo"

Shinji Matou grabbed Shirou's skirt with his slender hands, buried his head in Shirou's chest and wept softly, venting his sadness that he could no longer turn back into a man.

Emiya Shiro caressed Shen Er's blue hair gently, and comforted in a soft voice: "Don't worry, no matter what happens, I will stand by your side, and I can guarantee this with my whole life. "

"..."

Matou Shinji's crying stopped suddenly, she raised her tear-filled cheeks, stared at the gentle Shirou with red eyes from crying, her expression gradually became vigilant and fierce.

"Shirou... why do you want to guarantee it with your whole life?"

She stared at her friend and asked.

In fact, even if she hadn't said it clearly, she still couldn't see Shirou's mind with her personality. However, she didn't think much about it before, and only regarded Shirou as...a friend.

Even if Shirou goes crazy one day, as long as she cancels the transformation in time, it is possible that Shirou can still fencing with her, so he didn't think too much about it.

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

Instead, there is an extra hole.

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

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

"..."

Emiya Shirou was silent for a moment, then he took it for granted and said, "Is there any problem? Shinji is a very important person to me. There is nothing wrong with wanting to protect you."

He spoke his mind sincerely, without a trace of lying.

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.

"What a tough guy, it really is necessary to treat you as an enemy."

She stared at Shirou coldly and said, immediately stood up and turned Emiya Shirou's back, and then turned her gaze to her follower, and asked in a cold voice.

"Why don't you come and save me, let alone a magic cannon of that level...it can stop your footsteps."

"……why."

The blue-haired man cast his gaze aside to Archer, and immediately smiled: "Master, I'm here...It just so happens that there is a weapon suitable for you."

Saying so, she summoned the treasure that really belonged to her into her hand, and then handed it to Shen Er, it was a samurai sword with a sharp luster.

This is... my knife!

Shinji Matou's pupils shrank suddenly, staring at the samurai sword. It is impossible for her to recognize it... her own weapon, but her samurai sword was born from the state of drawing a sword.

In this world... there is no second identical weapon.

"Why don't you try?"

The blue-haired Heroic Spirit man smiled, and looked at the surprised Shinji playfully, now it's time to reveal the mystery, there is no need to continue to hide it.

"..."

Matou Shinji hesitated for a moment, raised his hand to take the samurai sword, and then, a familiar feeling came to his brain, and with a slight touch of consciousness, he easily activated what should be her unique supernatural power.

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

"Is it easy to use? This is a genuine treasure."

The blue-haired male heroic spirit smiled, staring at Shinji who was in the enhanced state, and said, "Master, the performance should not be worse than your sword."

"Much stronger, although the stored magic power is not much."

Matou Shinji stared at his follower coldly: "But, there is no doubt... In terms of quality, it is definitely a weapon that surpasses mine, but why... do you have a weapon with the same ability as mine?"

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 samurai sword...doesn't appear in Greek mythology no matter what.

"There are so many reasons."

The blue-haired man put one hand on his hip, and his voice suddenly turned into a soft female voice: "That's naturally because I am you, otherwise, are there other possibilities?"

After the words fell, her body emitted a hazy and soft blue light, and then, she turned into a familiar woman in everyone's eyes. It was a woman with water-blue wavy long hair. She had an extremely plump figure, revealing that The tenderness and wisdom of a mature woman.

Although she looks more mature... her facial features are very similar to Shen Er.

Chapter 431 Cu Chulainn exits

"...the future me!?"

Matou Shinji couldn't help taking 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 looks like when she grows up. It would not be unbelievable to say that she is her future self.

In fact, she could completely understand what was happening today.

After all, as a magician... I still have a lot of knowledge about mysticism, so I naturally know where the followers come from. It is called the Seat of Heroes... a place beyond the timeline.

And this also means that if I achieve some great achievements in the future, and then become a heroic spirit on the seat of heroes, it is possible to summon my future self.

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

"...Shinji?"

Emiya Shirou looked at the large-sized Shinji, and couldn't help but tentatively yelled out. To this, Mirai Shinji also turned his head naturally, and responded with a gentle smile:

"What's wrong, Shirou?"

Her smile is natural and intimate, revealing the tolerance of the sea.

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

"Are you really... Mirai Shinji?"

Everyone at the scene heard the words...and all set their sights on the future tuba Shen Er, obviously they all wanted to hear a definite answer, since they were all themselves...wouldn't they be able to cooperate with each other more tacitly?

Or... is there a reason to hide something.

"Whether it is or not... I would like to hear an explanation!"

Matou Shinji came back to her senses, staring coldly at her follower with water-blue eyes, although she has almost confirmed that this is her future self... But this is not something to be happy about.