Let Go of That Blackened Heroine

Shirou's lips moved slightly.

"He is chanting a spell, infinite sword system, how could he understand it!"

Suddenly, Shirou's memory came into the mind of the horrified archer.

A fast little mech.

Raised gun.

Slashed swords, broken pistols.

A young man with two knives in his hands, Mo Xie.

stood in front of his teacher.

"Miss Emiya, please give up."

"Keep Rin alone, and the world will be more peaceful."

"Please give me the origin bomb."

Emiya Kiritsugu looked at Shirou.

"You want to reproduce the legend of Rin Tohsaka, but I can't grasp the origin bullet." Seeing Shirou's firm face, Emiya Kiritsugu paused, and said, "It seems that you have made up your mind."

He handed out an Origin bomb.

Shirou took the origin bomb.

More distant memories flowed into Archer's consciousness.

He seemed to be able to read even Shirou's mind at that moment.

I have experienced battle after battle in the sea of ​​stars.

Call yourself a genius.

Can quickly learn any knowledge and talent through projection, thinking that he knows everything in the world.

Has the name of genius.

It has attracted worldwide attention.

However, deep down, I always feel empty.

Shirou, another self.

The self who did not step into the broken army, but walked on the road of the giant gate.

Nested in a dilapidated academy, constantly repairing broken robots.

One is among the stars.

One under the stars.

Experienced the war myself.

But he just repaired the broken ones.

Live the legend yourself.

And he was just telling stories and legends.

However, he found the answer.

Shirou clamped the origin bullet between his fingers.

The casings began to warp.

The front section becomes sharper.

Like a needle.

Apply lightly.

The needle went into the neck.

The bone meal in the shell was injected into the magic circuit.

Blue veins emerged and blood clotted.

Severe pain also passed into Archer's consciousness.

Then, he heard a voice.

Mantra, chant.

"I am the bone of the sword I hold."

"This body is made of swords."

"Steel is the body, but fire is the blood."

"The tide of blood is like iron, and the heart is like glass."

"The number of appliances repaired has reached more than a thousand."

"Witness the embers of countless battlefields."