Emiya Shirou Doesn’t Want to Work Overtime [165]
Within an abandoned warehouse in Trifas, a writhing mass of worms surged relentlessly across the floor. Countless hearts lay scattered
Within an abandoned warehouse in Trifas, a writhing mass of worms surged relentlessly across the floor. Countless hearts lay scattered
“To save all humanity…” Shirou gazed quietly at Kotomine Shirou without revealing any emotion. He didn’t know how to respond
Crack—! As Kotomine Shirou finished speaking, his figure flickered, vanishing entirely from the room. At the same moment, the sound
With the Black Faction’s defenses shattered, the entire Yggdmillennia territory had turned into a chaotic battlefield. Masters could no longer
While Emiya Shirou was busy rescuing the homunculi on the battlefield, the Servants of the Black and Red Factions clashed
It was nearing noon, and the scorching sun blazed overhead like a fiery orb, mercilessly roasting everything beneath it. Even
“Focus your strength from your legs upward—channel it all into the bow!” A stern, commanding voice suddenly rang out from
“Archer, could you guide me again later?” Shirou wanted desperately to re-enter that mysterious state of clarity he’d experienced before.
Click— As night fell, Emiya Shirou dragged his weary body to the door of his room and slowly pushed it
Buzz—! A resonant hum rang out as emerald-green magical energy surged around Achilles. Achilles paid no heed to Spartacus, who