I don't like the gods, I want to be a hero

"clang!"

The two knives would shatter at the touch, but when the magic sword was about to cut the boy in two, the surrounding famous swords suddenly rose from the ground, smashing into the black Saber's arm with incomparable speed, and driving the magic sword to avoid the boy dangerously. body of.

And taking advantage of this opportunity, Emiya, who once again projected a pair of knives, aimed at Black Saber's chest with a thrust.

"puff!"

The blade pierced the knight's chest, but because Black Saber immediately let go of one hand to grab the blade when her arm was missed, Emiya Shirou's attack did not hurt her spiritual core.

Even, with the support of that huge magical power, the wound that healed quickly actually stuck the blade in the flesh.

"Oh!"

Infused with pitch-black magic power, the black knight directly smashed the blade, and at the same time raised his right foot, kicking the boy flying.

And, as if feeling the danger, the black Saber took a step directly after recovering from the injury, holding the blade high with both hands, the cross-shaped magic light condensed into a beam, and the beam of light exuding a strong sense of oppression soared into the sky again.

"I'm so sorry, Saber."

Emiya Shirou stood up slowly after being kicked vigorously, feeling that all the bones in his body were crushed. Although his expression was very grim due to the severe pain, he looked at the girl in front of him full of guilt.

"I don't know which book I read such a sentence. For people, the most painful thing is to let you see hope and smash it to pieces..."

The field of vision began to burn, and the magic circuit also surfaced on the side of the body due to the overloaded magic power mobilization. The boy who realized the difference in strength between the two sides understood——

If he wanted to restore the honor of the girl himself, then all he could rely on was the unique fate between himself and the girl buried in the deepest part of his memory.

"I was killed and saved again, but the gunman who killed me attacked me again with killing intent when I thought I had escaped..."

The young man took a step forward, and imitated the young girl's manner and held it up high. The dazzling magic light began to condense in his hands.

"When I was most desperate, it was you who stood in front of me..."

The golden sword gradually took shape, and the inscription on the elf's oath of victory flashed with golden brilliance. In just a moment, the golden beam of light that was equal to the girl, and even faintly surpassed it because of faith, rushed to the sky, spreading over the field like the sun. Under the dazzling light.

"I know that you have a wish entrusted to the Holy Grail, and I am willing to do my best to help you realize it, but because of my weakness, I can only watch you face the shadow alone, and even the glory of being a hero is not enough. Corrupted by filth..."

Steam was emitted from his body due to the high temperature, and every nerve in his body screamed in pain, but the boy's will remained firm.

"So, even if I do everything I can, I will personally... help you out!"

Shouting loudly, the boy waved down the beam of light in his hand, and at the same time, the girl's treasure was also ruthlessly chopped off.

"EX-calibur!"

"Excalibur—Morgan!"

The golden and black beams of light collided with each other, and the powerful pressure directly broke the young man's arm, but he still gritted his teeth, resisting the pain of cracking bones, and pressed down the big sword in his hand with all his might.

"boom----"

The golden beam of light instantly engulfed the opponent, and engulfed the girl's body as if it had crossed space...

"Cough, cough..." The mana was almost exhausted, and his body had already reached its limit, but the boy still dragged his body that was about to collapse, and approached the girl not far away step by step.

"Sa...ber..."

His body became more and more exhausted, and every step he took felt like being squeezed by a stone mill, but the boy still called softly, and slowly came to the girl's side.

"Shirou... has become stronger..."

"..."

The girl's call, and the golden pupils looking at him tenderly made the shocked Emiya Shirou no longer able to support his body that had reached its limit, and fell down weakly.

Unexpected...or expected?When she saw the boy's body fall down, she had already reached her limit, and the girl whose body was gradually turning into magic power spread out her hands gently, and gently hugged the boy in her arms.

"Sorry, Saber."

Comparing Emiya Shirou's distress and guilt, the girl holding him in her arms just quietly watched this boy who had grown into a hero in just a few days.

"I want to help your..."

Emiya Shirou, who tried to force back the tears, showed a sad smile.

"Ever since you were swallowed by the shadow, I have often fantasized about how great it would be if I had enough power at that time, and how much better it would be if I pulled you away decisively and early..."

The girl was still quietly listening to the young man's voice. Although the time they spent together was not very long, the young man's kindness and persistence still left a deep impression on her.

"I don't know if you will forgive my useless Master, but I can be sure of one thing, whether it's repelling the enemy with one blow, whether it's bruises all over your body, or even your body that has been eroded by shadows. Either way, it will be accompanied by that night, your dazzling moment, will stay with me forever...huh?"

Before the boy could finish speaking, the girl suddenly blocked all the boy's words with her golden arm.

"I don't know why you asked for my forgiveness, but I forgive you, Shirou."

"And just like you said, Shirou, no matter what happened, I will always remember it in my heart—in order to wash away my tainted glory, there was a young man who grew into The hero who set me free..."

The brown eyes widened in an instant, and the boy's tears could no longer hold back...

.........

Accompanied by a burst of space turmoil, Tohsaka Rin and others suddenly appeared in the Temple of Time.

"Our side has won, now we must hurry up to support Berserker..."

Just after coming out of the inherent barrier, Ilya, who was covered in dust and dirty all over her body, proposed to support her servants, but before she could finish speaking, a familiar voice made her freeze in place. land.

"Before going to support that who, can Illya wash her little face like a little cat first?"

With one arm on his chest, Serius, who had been waiting for a long time, smiled and stretched out the other hand, and greeted Illya.

"Berserker!"

Illya, whose face was filled with surprise in an instant, trotted up, and threw herself into Serius' arms like a baby swallow returning to its nest.

And Serius also smiled and caught his own Illya, and then skillfully placed her on his shoulders, while stroking the girl's cute little head with one hand.

"Thank you so much for taking care of Illya..."

After finally calming down the girl, Seleus bowed to thank everyone with great emotion. Emiya Shirou, who was wounded and possessed Servant-level combat power, was being treated limply by Matou Zouken continuously using magic. The intensity of the battle can be imagined.

Under such circumstances, Illya, who had the worst combat ability, turned out to be just a little dirty, and Seleus was naturally grateful to everyone.

"No, no, except for Shirou's desperate accident, the actual battle is actually not too dangerous, and at the last moment, the two demon gods disappeared inexplicably, and let us carefully fight against the air for a long time. For a long time..."

The torn stockings were artistically waving her hands repeatedly, but this violent movement directly tore the wound, causing her to grin her teeth in pain.

"Sister..." Seeing this, Matou Sakura on the side hurriedly supported her brave sister, while Rider on the side suddenly turned around when she saw Serius, put the blindfold back on before turning around again come over.

"Thanks, Sakura." After putting a hand on his sister's shoulder, Rin Tohsaka finally recovered and looked at Serius in front of him again.

"Looking at your appearance, you should have won the victory, right?"

Although Serius appeared in front of them with a very relaxed look, Rin Tohsaka and the others still felt a little uneasy because of the majesty of the King of Magic in the hearts of the magicians.

"Of course I won." As soon as Serius mentioned this, the corners of his mouth involuntarily curled up, and then he pointed behind him. "As for Solomon, well."

Everyone looked in the direction Serius pointed, and saw a man with disheveled clothes, half of his hair burned off, and a face covered in bruises lying obediently there.

Evenly distributed bruises and a pair of eye-catching panda eyes proved how 'measured' his beating man was.

"He is Solomon..."

Chapter 79 Wishing and Returning

The dazzling sunlight and the slightly noisy conversation outside made the sleeping girl involuntarily open her eyes.

"Wow~~"

Realizing that she couldn't sleep well, Ilya reluctantly sat up from the warm quilt, stretched comfortably, and purred like a kitten.

"very noisy."

Illya, who was a little more energetic, rubbed her somewhat confused eyes, then pouted her mouth, and looked in the direction of the voice with great dissatisfaction.

"Tohsaka, what are you going to do next?"

"If the King of Magic is here, of course I want to ask for advice... No! Why are you so concerned about my affairs? I have no obligation to tell you!"

"Don't say that, we have experienced so much together, we should be regarded as friends."

"Who... who... who is friends with you, but... for the sake of your ability to display the inherent enchantment, if you are forced to treat you as a companion... it's not... no it is okay."

"Companion? I'm just talking about friends. What do you mean by companion?"

"You...you bastard!"

"Okay sister, senior, he doesn't have common sense in this area..."

"Sakura! Why are you standing by his side!"

"That's enough."

"Archer!"

Listening to the bickering sound of you and me outside, Ilya smiled slightly, and the dissatisfaction of being woken up was also dissipated by this warm daily life.

'Shirou and the others have such a good relationship. With this in mind, Ilya stood up and walked slowly to the door.

"Hey-"

Just like elementary school students who noticed the teacher's arrival, the noisy living room suddenly became silent the moment Illya appeared.

"What's the matter with everyone?" Ilya asked a little strangely, looking at the crowd who all turned their heads to look at her.

"Sister...Eli..."

Shirou Emiya wanted to say something, but he couldn't get out the words that were on his lips. Archer, who was on the side, also showed embarrassment, and turned his head a little uncomfortably.

"For Shirou, just call me Illya."

The clever Ilya naturally understands Emiya Shirou's entanglement. The little girl who has always been treated as a younger sister is older than herself. In the end, her real identity is still her adoptive father's biological daughter or something...

As for how to call this "righteous sister" in the true sense, even Shirou Emiya, who has always been optimistic and tolerant, is a little embarrassed.

"Of course, Illya doesn't mind Shirou calling her sister or acting like a baby in front of me."

"How could you act like a baby!" The emotional Emiya Shirou stood up with a bang, and his face turned red instantly after noticing the strange or snickering expressions of everyone.

"Well, I'll go to the kitchen to prepare today's celebration banquet..." Emiya Shirou ran to the kitchen as if fleeing for his life.

"Hey~~~" Seeing her brother showing such an interesting expression, Ilya laughed happily.

But the joy in her heart didn't last long because of the boy's decisive departure, which made Ilya curl her lips unfinished.

But when he inadvertently glanced at Archer, who was already sweating, but still pretending to be calm with his arms folded, his big wine-red eyes flashed brightly.

"What about Shiro, the heroic spirit? Shall I call Illya my sister, and act like a baby in front of my family I haven't seen for a long time?"

Illya, with a smirk on her face, jumped up to Archer's side, and opened her arms as a gesture.

"Yes! Archer." Tohsaka Rin, who was just annoyed by his followers, looked at the trembling Heroic Emiya with a teasing look. "This is your sister, why don't you hurry up and get close and feel the warmth of your family?"

"Sister, don't make fun of your future seniors..." Matou Sakura on the side gently stopped her sister from persecuting Hero Emiya.

"Sakura isn't curious about Archer's reaction?" Tohsaka Rin put her body next to her sister. "Think about the scene where the poker face flung itself into Ilya's arms with a blushing face..."

Matou Sakura was obviously moved, her small face instantly turned red as if she had thought of something, and her purple eyes glanced at Archer, whose complexion was getting uglier from time to time.

"Senior blushing or something..."

"I went to help in the kitchen." Realizing that something was wrong, Archer ran to the kitchen without hesitation. He knew very well that if he stayed, these women would definitely not let him go.

"Ha ha ha ha..."

"Are you awake, Ilya, how does your body feel?"

Just as Ilya was smiling coquettishly at the 'difficult brothers and sisters' in the kitchen, a familiar voice came into her ears.

Turning her head following the voice, she naturally looked at Serius next to the door, and Illya's smile suddenly became brighter.

"Very good, Berserker don't have to worry about me, my condition..."

Saying so, Illya suddenly paused.

Because she found that her state was really good, her soul seemed to be completed, and she did not count the time to enter a deep sleep like before.

Even the body, which was on the verge of collapse, was also changing in a good direction.

The magic circuits that had been transplanted in large numbers seemed to disappear, but the huge magic power did not decrease at all, and it became easier to mobilize, as if the whole person had become an oversized magic circuit.

Not only that, the hidden diseases, hidden injuries, and even the uncoordinated parts that had become part of the body after magic adjustments disappeared. The exuberant vitality made Illya a little unbelievable that this was her own body.

Even the body that has been unable to develop for a long time seems to be growing subtly under the influence of this vitality.

"It seems to be recovering very well..." Illya's unbelievably surprised expression had already told Seleus the answer without an answer.