Shirou Emiya doesn't want to work overtime

Chapter 510 The resistance of the weak and humble person

"Evacuate the crowd quickly, the patient needs fresh air--"

"His injuries are too severe, almost any movement will cause secondary damage, we can't find any way to move now."

"Move the other patient to the hospital first, let the therapist heal him with the healing potion, whether he can survive in the end depends on him."

"Let someone go directly to the hospital to bring the tools, if possible, try to let those high-level therapists come, this may be the most difficult situation to treat in history."

"I'm afraid we need to find a way to pull him back from the brink of death on the street!"

"Everyone, take action, fast! Fast! Fast!"

"We are racing against death, we must do our best!!!"

The sound of conversation and shouting was endless on the street. The people of the guild kept running back and forth here, handling these arrangements as quickly as possible, and constantly organizing people to evacuate the surrounding people.

Almost all the people in the guild were running around in a hurry.

Now the situation of Shirou Emiya is not optimistic. He may lose his life anytime and anywhere. They dare not neglect it at all, not only because of the order given by the guild, but also because it is a living life.

Even if this person is not Shirou Emiya, they will do these things wholeheartedly.

However, the scene is more chaotic than expected. Those LV1 adventurers are fighting in a group, and even many senior adventurers have participated in the battle.

The people in the guild have no way to stop it. They can only do their best to prevent those passers-by from being involved in this incident.

The moment those social parasites saw Shirou Emiya coming out of the dungeon, dark thoughts were born.

They all hope that Shirou Emiya can die, whether in the dungeon or in Orario.

Because of Shirou Emiya, Soma no longer brews divine wine, and they can no longer taste the indescribable deliciousness.

Because of Shirou Emiya, the life that could have been bullied a few lower-level adventurers every day no longer exists.

Because of Shirou Emiya, these arrogant and high-handed adventurers have become the rats in everyone's eyes.

In the days when the news of Shirou Emiya's death spread throughout Orario, their lives have become comfortable again.

No need to work, no need to risk their lives to explore the dungeon, every day like a borer, bullying those lower-level adventurers, living the life they want without worries.

They never want to go back to the days dominated by Shirou Emiya.

They still remember the days when they were lying on the hospital bed by Shirou Emiya.

And now, facing Shirou Emiya, who is full of injuries and is about to die in the next second, isn't it the best time?

Even if it's just a kick, even if it's just a punch, as long as he hits him, as long as he hits him! ! !

The crowd was in turmoil at this moment.

They rushed towards Shirou Emiya with crazy smiles, wanting to kill Shirou Emiya.

Orario has never been as beautiful as imagined.

However, at this moment, the lower-level adventurers who gathered around also saw their actions.

Those people don't want to live a life where they have to work every day.

And those lower-level adventurers don't want to live a life of constant bullying and oppression.

They don't become adventurers to become the oppression of those upper-level adventurers.

They also have their own ideals and goals.

Even if they are just lower-level adventurers, they have things they must do.

So————

"Let me go!!!!!!!"

The lower-level adventurers bit themselves hard, and the scarlet eyes were enough to show the fear in their hearts.

But they tried their best to fight with those upper-level adventurers, or those who were also lower-level adventurers but helped the evil.

"Get out! Get out! Get out!"

For a while, the sounds of beating, insults, rolling, swords and swords, and the collision of flesh were endless on this street.

Some adventurers ran towards Shirou Emiya with crazy looks, but were held tightly by other lower-level adventurers and could not move.

Some adventurers chanted magic to release it on Shirou Emiya, but were quickly interrupted by other lower-level adventurers.

Some adventurers stretched the bowstrings in their hands and shot at Shirou Emiya, but were blocked by lower-level adventurers who suddenly jumped out from the side.

Those lower-level adventurers were struggling and resisting. They were trying their best to buy time for Shirou Emiya.

Shirou Emiya saved them, and the posture of facing the gods alone was deeply engraved in their minds.

No one has ever been willing to do this for them, and no one has ever valued them so much.

These lower-level adventurers are not adventurers who are in the novice stage like Bell, but adventurers who know that they will never reach the LV2 level.

They knew very well that they could never cross this barrier, but they had to endure the bullying of those senior adventurers who crossed this barrier but wasted their talents in such a desperate situation.

They worked hard every day to earn one tenth or even one percent of the money that the upper-level adventurers earned, but it was taken away again.

They wanted to resist, but they couldn't.

Because this was already deeply buried in Orario and was almost impossible to change.

They knew in their hearts that resistance was useless and would only make their lives more miserable.

Even if the final outcome was death in an alley, no one would care, and they would even be despised by others.

"Look, this is the final outcome of those adventurers who didn't work hard to improve their levels!"

But did they really not work hard?

It was just talent, like a wall, blocking their way, even blocking the entire sky, so that they could not see a trace of hope.

But now, there was a person who was not a lower-level adventurer, not even an adventurer. Obviously, these lower-level adventurers were strangers to him.

And he stood up like this, spoke for them, and was even willing to fight for everything he had.

It was just such a person, like a burning flame, burning himself, illuminating the dark interior of the wall.

Although they knew that they might still not be able to cross over, they understood and could see the person who was fighting for them.

And now, those who had trampled them hard under their feet wanted to extinguish the flame that only provided a faint light.

Get up, get up, kneeling on the ground can't change anything, you will only be laughed at and lose everything in the end.

Resist, resist, the oppressors never care about the life and death of the people who put the shackles on their feet.

Fight, fight, fight everything you have, for the dignity that should belong to you, for everything that should belong to you!

The flames began to burn violently, illuminating everything around.

The conflict also reached its peak on the street at this moment.

This is the resistance that the humble people launched against them with their weapons that were timid because of their weakness and humbleness!

Chapter 511 The girl with justice on her shoulders

The afterglow of the setting sun is like a fiery flame that illuminates the entire street.

The sound of swords clashing, the sound of flesh colliding, and the sound of blood and flesh splashing.

Chaotic sounds continued to ring out in this street, and countless adventurers were injured and fell in this fight.

In Orario, the guild clearly stipulates that there should be no direct conflict between families.

And almost the only way to deal with conflicts between families is a form called war game.

A game in which the gods are asked to apply to the guild, and the gods who decide the battle are asked to make rules. The members of the families fight, and the victorious gods can control the life and death of the defeated party and make any demands.

However, just like Apollo went to besiege Shirou Emiya at the beginning, but he only suffered a negligible punishment.

The battle here is not a conflict between families at all.

The personnel are too complicated, and almost all the personnel of each family are involved. What's more, the conflict between the people is not caused by the conflict between families.

It was the resistance of the lower-level adventurers against the upper-level adventurers who looked down on them and even bullied them.

It was not a so-called war game, but it was better than a war game at this moment.

They did not belong to the same clan, but they trusted their backs to others.

They all valued their lives more than anything else, but they were able to stand up when the adventurers who had only met them once were attacked.

A large number of these people were rescued by Shirou Emiya from the hands of those social parasites.

They looked forward to that back, the back that was willing to stand up for them no matter how many obstacles there were ahead.

They knew that they might never catch up, and they would never be able to become people who could selflessly give to others like Shirou Emiya.

But please let them do what they can and what they can do at this moment.

There were almost countless battles that broke out one after another in this block.

And the guild members who dispersed the crowd were also looking at everything happening in front of them in panic.

They had no idea how to stop the battle, let alone how to ensure the safety of Shirou Emiya in the middle of the vortex.

However, this battle would not last long.

Although they could fight against those worms who were also lower-level adventurers, the impact of their power on the upper-level adventurers was almost negligible.

It was difficult for dozens of people to stop the progress of an upper-level adventurer.

They could only do their best to constantly obstruct the steps of those who approached Shirou Emiya.

This was the limit of what they could do.

But they did not regret it, because they did not want to return to the hell where they had no dignity.

The number of lower-level adventurers decreased rapidly in a short period of time. Under such an unequal situation, it was only a matter of time before all the lower-level adventurers lost their combat effectiveness.

"Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!"

In the piercing sound of breaking through the air, countless black shadows shuttled through the afterglow of dusk.

Those were several arrows flying over.

The sharp sound of breaking wind resounded throughout the street at this moment.

Those lower-level adventurers who had lost their fighting power looked at the arrows flying towards Shirou Emiya with a weak breath, their bodies were shaking constantly, and they wanted to stand up.

But the severe pain could not make them stand up easily, and they could only watch the arrows flying towards Shirou Emiya without any hindrance.

"Swish--"

A faint flying sound, a green figure suddenly appeared in front of Shirou Emiya.

It was an elf girl with light green hair wearing an emerald green cloak and a black mask.

Her eyes became extremely sharp at this moment, and her momentum climbed to the peak at this moment.

The wooden sword in her hand suddenly turned into a phantom, crossed several arcs of light, and slashed in front of her.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

With the crisp sound, the flying arrows collided violently in front of the girl, and several sparks continued to explode in front of her.

"Damn it!!!!"

The look of the adventurer holding the longbow became angry, and he took the arrows at the fastest speed.

"I want to see how long you can block it!!!!"

He was not the only archer on the field.

As the number of lower-level adventurers who were losing their fighting power increased, more and more people would be able to free up their hands to attack Shirou Emiya.

"Swish, swish, swish, swish---!"

Countless arrows came like a rain of rain.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang---!"

Like a needle against a wheat spike, countless shots and the wooden sword in the girl's hand caused countless collisions, making crisp collisions.

Sparks exploded all over Shirou Emiya's body, as bright as fireworks.

"Weak--!"