I'm Shenji, what are you doing?

A moonless night, in front of the altar.

Shinji attacks and Shiro appears.

"You came."

"I am coming."

"You shouldn't have come."

"I'm already here."

"It's not too late for you to leave now."

"Why should I leave?"

"You finally saved your life, do you want to die again?"

"I don't want to die either, but some things are more important than life - let me ask you, where is 'she'?"

"Her? Which her? There are quite a few people who can be referred to by this term. Is it Joan of Arc? Is it Arturia, the King of Knights? Is it Atalanta? Is it Semiramis? Or - the one who hides In the Great Holy Grail, a ghost that died long ago?"

The priest in black showed a joking smile, and the solemn and murderous atmosphere created previously was gone. From the moment the "Black Coffin of Ten and One" was breached, he returned to the altar and personally guarded this treasure that both parties were bound to obtain.

On the other side, with the help of the original giant "Adam", Shinji directly crossed the periphery of the palace complex, relying on the cloak's concealment ability to quietly touch the Great Holy Grail - where his most cherished person was hidden.

However, as soon as he stepped into the altar, Shirou saw through the traces. Realizing that stealth was not possible, Shenji showed up and asked openly.

So there was the scene above.

The man whose body was covered by the cloak had cold eyes: "Now that you know, you still ask? Where is Justessa?"

"She is probably in hell, or maybe in heaven, but she is not in this world anyway."

"Did you kill her?" Shen Er's body swayed, and the color on his face faded.

"No, she overestimated her capabilities and fought for control of the Great Holy Grail with me. However, she failed and was completely assimilated by the Great Holy Grail. I advised her not to get in the way, but she didn't listen."

"As expected, you killed her."

"Okay, just pretend that I killed her, what are you going to do?"

"If you kill her, I will kill you."

Shinji opened the full armor belonging to Perseus, with the "Scythe of the Snake" in his right hand, the "Shield of Athena" in his left hand, wearing the "Cloak of Hades", and stepping on the "Feathered Shoes of Hermes". At this moment, his mind seemed to be divided into two, one half was filled with great sadness due to the passing of Justessa, and the other half was filled with boundless anger. If anger could be transformed into substance, then the entire sky courtyard would be will be reduced to ashes.

"With you? Impossible." Shirou glanced at Shinji contemptuously, "Bringing Achilles, Chiron, Siegfried, and Arturia together may still have some hope."

"I am enough."

Shirou looked very disappointed with this answer.

"It seems that you have been blinded by anger, and you can't even recognize the difference in strength between the enemy and ourselves - forget it, there have been so many time-travelers throughout the ages, there will always be a few with bad minds. I have too high expectations for you It's my fault. I'd better kill you as soon as possible and let the Great Holy Grail activate. Oh, no, a soul of your quality should not meet the requirements of the Great Holy Grail. Ah, this is really troublesome, I--"

Before he could finish complaining, Shinji had already launched an attack, unleashing the control-type Noble Phantasm.

"Gaze of the Medusa!"

The Gorgon, who had killed countless brave men, opened her eyes, and the objects captured by those golden snake eyes were immediately stained with a layer of gray - except for the enemy that Shinji wanted to kill urgently.

"The Petrified Magic Eye is indeed scary, but unfortunately, my magic power is A and I will not be petrified."

"Of course I know."

As he spoke, Shinji quickly approached and slashed directly at Shirou's throat with his snake-hunting sickle.

Although magic power A can avoid petrification, it is not completely immune to the effect of the magic eye. It only weakens the petrification to a "heavy pressure" effect, affecting actions. Shinji uses this Noble Phantasm to use this property to seal Shirou's "Shokuchi"!

"It's too easy for you to turn into a stone statue or something. I will cut off your head with my own hands!"

The edge of the sickle blade illuminated Shirou's face, and his expression remained calm, as if what was coming to him was not a sharp blade but a wisp of breeze.

The moment the sickle blade was about to touch the skin, Shirou stepped forward, his body drew a strange arc, and appeared beside Shinji in a form that almost violated the rules of physics, and then he drew the sword out of its sheath.

The sword light was blinding, and in the blink of an eye, six swords were struck, each one heavier than the last, and each one faster than the last.

Although Shinji adjusted the direction of his shield in time to withstand the continuous attacks, the continuous impact coming through the sword made him very uncomfortable and he had to retreat.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Shirou repeated his old trick, once again using his elusive footwork to appear next to Shinji, and struck out with his sword seven times in a row.

Shen Er had no choice but to retreat again.

Shirou went in again and struck eight times in a row.

Shinji continued to retreat, and Shirou pressed forward step by step.

This time, he did not launch a combo from the side, but appeared directly behind Shenji, stabbing the latter's unprotected back with a knife.

Because he had not recovered from the previous consecutive slashes, Shinji had no time to use a shield or weapon to parry. In a hurry, he could only turn his body and let the sword stabbing to the back pass through his chest.

Because his lungs were punctured, Shenji couldn't help but cough up a mouthful of blood, his eyes dazed: "Shutchi?"

"That's right." Shirou maintained his backstabbing posture and explained calmly, "For a strong man who has sublimated his footwork to the level of 'Shuchi', blockade in the conventional sense does not have much effect. You once again took it for granted."

"No, how could I underestimate you after such a big mistake?"

Shinji suddenly let go of his shield and tightly held the sword that pierced his chest with his left hand, not caring that the blade cut his palm.

"I just want to catch you in this way, get up!"

With a soft shout, the ancient sword "Qingyun" penetrated from above Shenji's shoulder. The magic power on the sword rushed and turned into black wind and fierce fire, ready to come out.

"So that was the plan, but——"

Seeing this, Shirou nodded slightly and flicked his wrist.

Shenji suddenly felt a lightness in his hand, and the sword that was firmly stuck with his finger bones actually escaped from his control.

Shirou, who drew out his sword, flicked his wrist, and also pulled out a piece of wind and fire, which collided with the black wind and fierce fire in the spray of blood.

As a result, Shirou was unharmed and still making sarcastic remarks.

"He also said that he didn't take it for granted. Why do you think you can take away the sword of a 'sword master' in this way? Do you really think that skills like 'taking the sword with bare hands' and 'taking it without a sword' are easy to practice? Even if I can't pull it out Come out, I can abandon the knife? How do you know that I don't have a second knife or other weapons? Even if I don't have other weapons, how do you know if I am equally good at unarmed fighting? Well, the only way is to kill even if you hurt yourself. My awareness is pretty good, but it’s a pity that it’s empty. Without it, it’s just a castle in the air, just an illusion. With your current tattered body, what else can you do?”

"Do something?"

Shinji lowered his head, motionless as if he had given up.

Just as Shirou was waiting for the next words, the corner of Shinji's mouth suddenly pulled out a ferocious arc, and the "Snake Hunting Scythe" in his hand drew an equally thrilling trajectory, directly slashing Shirou's forehead.

"Of course I'll kill you!"