Emiya Shirou Doesn’t Want to Work Overtime [757]
When Shirou Emiya regained consciousness, he found himself lying in bed, surrounded by utterly familiar sights. After all, this was
When Shirou Emiya regained consciousness, he found himself lying in bed, surrounded by utterly familiar sights. After all, this was
This really was bad news—terrible news. If the Student Council failed to find a way to deal with the virus,
“BB, I’m going to kill you one day!” Racing across the boundless, barren dunes, Meltryllis spoke with a voice full
“This kind of attack can’t hurt me!” Meltryllis’s voice was thick with disdain. Even in the face of the spear
“Damn it! Damn it! How do you know so much?!” Meltryllis struggled, her face twisted viciously as her whole body
Perhaps Shirou Emiya himself had changed, or perhaps it was the taint of that black mud brimming with malice, but
Whoosh—! Violent air churned wildly around the Fāngtiān Huàjǐ in Lü Bu’s hand, whipping up a shriek sharp enough to
Li Shuwen—the Servant Shirou Emiya considered the most troublesome, and the one Jeanne d’Arc likewise saw as the most difficult
This turn of events was so absurdly dramatic that never mind Jeanne d’Arc—even Shirou Emiya himself was completely dumbfounded. He
She was not worried that she might fail to reach the Moon Cell. On the Far Side of the Moon