Shirou Emiya doesn't want to work overtime

Emiya carefully recalled the previous battle in his mind, and he didn't know why he revealed this name.

Perhaps it was instinctive to give him a name.

However, the feeling he felt when he projected [The Haunting] was completely different from the feeling he felt when he projected the Sun Blade.

When the Nichirin Sword was held by Emiya, he only felt some skills that did not belong to him pass into his mind.

In addition to being able to cause fatal damage to ghosts, it is just like an ordinary katana in other aspects.

Of course, the Nichirin sword is still more handsome than the katana. After all, it is called a color-changing blade. At least it looks gorgeous.

And Emiya, who used the Nichirin Sword, never felt that his weapon could detonate.

Until, after he projected the imperial weapon.

Emiya could feel that it contained extremely powerful power.

"Perhaps it can be detonated and destroy the form of the water sword?"

If the water sword cannot stabilize its form, then it will be like rain falling from the sky, without any threatening ability.

Emiya only touched his magic power slightly, and the extremely terrifying explosion was the last thing he heard when he lost consciousness.

At that time, in order to resist Brand's attack, he had almost exhausted his own strength, but there was still magic power left.

"Are you awake?"

“Squeak—!”

I saw a woman with beautiful black hair, red eyes and a pretty face that didn't need makeup, holding a bowl of porridge and pushing the door open.

Wearing something like a summer school uniform, with a tie on her chest and a very short skirt, she walked towards where Emiya was lying.

Emiya also looked back.

"Thanks!"

Without asking anything out loud, Emiya just thanked her gently.

This gave her a slight pause.

"Aren't you curious where you are?"

She put the porridge on Emiya's bedside table, sat on a chair nearby, and asked Emiya.

Emiya shook his head in response to her question.

"I'm very lucky to be able to survive. I won't ask for too much, and I don't want anything extravagant."

"What's more, when you meet someone who saves you, shouldn't the first thing you do is thank you? How could you ask questions? It's not someone else's responsibility to save me."

Emiya is willing to sacrifice himself to save others, but he does not expect everyone to have the same spirit of self-sacrifice as him.

As long as he can do it, risking his life to save others is not a duty that others must perform.

If something happens while rescuing someone, what will happen to his family? Living alone, there is no way for a person to only think about himself.

But he still took such a risk to save you. No matter what, Emiya believed that the first thing should be thanks.

"Yeah?"

She thought for a moment, then glanced sharply at Emiya's body.

"What, what's wrong?"

Emiya felt creepy all over when she glanced at him like this.

But now he can't move his body and can't react.

"Looks like there's no need for medicine!"

She nodded with absolute certainty.

"Drug!?"

There is also medicine in this porridge. What medicine?

Emiya looked at the porridge on his bedside with a horrified look, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Why did he just come out of the wolf's den and into the tiger's den? He hasn't recovered yet, and he is about to be plotted like this.

Emiya felt very uncomfortable.

But the woman sitting in front of Emiya didn't stay too long and walked out quickly.

"Don't you need to drug me? Why do you say I don't need to drug me?"

Emiya looked at the porridge on the side with a puzzled face, wondering why she was doing this.

"Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!"

Clear sunlight penetrated through the door.

Emiya seemed to hear the sound of something moving.

The black-haired woman appeared at the door of Emiya again.

This time, her eyes were extremely serious and she moved the chair next to Emiya's bed.

The petite yet huge figure enveloped Emiya, making him dare not move at all.

Although he can't move now.

Then----

Emiya was given to the princess and held up by her.

"..."

"What are you going to do?"

Emiya is still confused.

But she didn't give him too much explanation, but just carried him to the door and threw him into the wheelchair.

"Go meet everyone first!"

As she said that, she grabbed both sides of the wheelchair behind Emiya and pushed him forward.

Emiya also wanted to resist, but he could only use his head and eyes to reveal to her that he would never compromise.

"Coming!"

“Squeak—!”

As the door was pushed open, Emiya saw an extremely large table, with many familiar and unfamiliar faces sitting on the table.

Tazmi was sitting in her seat, chatting happily with Brand next to her, and seemed to be very happy with her newly acquired weapon.

Lubbock, on the other hand, smiled and waved his hands to greet Emiya, who was sitting in a wheelchair, while eating the small cake in his mouth.

On the other side, a big sister with blond hair and a pink-haired girl with twin tails were fighting over the snacks in their hands.

It was obvious that the woman with cat ears on her head was playing with the pink-haired girl.

The pink-haired woman was angry, but she could do nothing about her.

Sitting at the top of this place was a woman with short white hair, one of her eyes covered with a cloth, and one hand as thick as a machine, looking heroic and chic.

She looked at Shirou Emiya sitting in a wheelchair with a very scrutinizing look.

"Is this the fourth beast warrior among the three beast warriors who saved you?"

The heroic woman asked Tatsumi and Brand who were playing around.

Tatsumi and Brand nodded undeniably. It was impossible for them to make a mistake with such bright red hair.

"You only have two choices now!"

She didn't say much. From the first time she saw the red-haired boy, she knew that this was a boy with a strong sense of justice.

And with the evidence of Tatsumi, Brand and Lubbock, she still trusted the judgment of her subordinates very much.

"Join the night raid, or die here!"

Why did they drug Shirou Emiya? It was to make him lose his fighting ability.

On the ship, Shirou Emiya's fighting ability was obvious to all, and if he was allowed to come to the base, he might be able to tear down the base.

In order to prevent accidents, they had to take some protective measures before Emiya agreed to join the night raid.

And the black-haired girl was also very beautiful. She was the same age as Emiya and could control her emotions very accurately. If she was asked to feed Emiya porridge, Emiya would definitely not refuse.

But what was unexpected was that Emiya did not recover. Even if he was not drugged, he could not move now.

It was a pity that Emiya missed a chance to feed PLAY.

"I don't seem to have a choice?"

Emiya stared at the heroic woman sitting on the throne.

"You should know the darkness of the Empire and why we are engaged in this kind of assassination."

"Besides, you know the location of our Night Raid base. We can't let you get out alive."

The reason is very sufficient. From what Lubbock learned, Emiya is also a person who wants to change the Empire and is completely like-minded with Night Raid. She thinks Emiya will definitely agree.

But Tatsumi, who was sitting on the side, was a little uneasy. He always felt that these words seemed to have been heard before, but he didn't remember them.

"Night Raid basically kills those scum of the Empire. You all gathered together to change this corrupt Empire."

Emiya's thinking was very fast at this time. From the information he intercepted, Night Raid was a righteous organization.

Specialized in killing scum in the Empire, those who disrupted the Empire.

And everyone present nodded. Emiya spoke to their hearts. They all joined Night Raid to change the current situation.

"Da Ga, Kouwalu!"

Chapter 80 Veto

The woman sitting at the top was stunned, and the team members sitting in the other seats were all stunned.

The black-haired girl standing behind Emiya lowered her head and looked at Emiya with some confusion.

"I will not join any organization."

Emiya tilted his head and answered them very seriously.

It's not that Emiya feels embarrassed to join an organization and follow orders, but that he does not belong to the empire.

Although their goals are the same, there are essential differences.

Night Raid hopes that the empire and its people will become better, while Emiya hopes that the people of the empire and the empire will become better.

The former hopes that the empire will be strong and not corrupt, and that the people can live better.

The latter hopes that the people can live better, and that the empire can be strong and stable.

Emiya puts the people here first, while Night Raid puts the empire first.

Even if the Revolutionary Army succeeds, the empire is still the empire.

Except for the black-haired girl, the rest of the Night Raid were not professional killers, and their whereabouts would be easily exposed to the guards.

After being exposed, they could only kill most of the guards and servants in the mansion, and some poor people who were cruelly treated by the nobles.

Just because they had seen the people of the Night Raid.

So there were often reports of massacres in a mansion.

On the one hand, such massacres could establish a very powerful image of the Night Raid to the masses, so that the people would feel at ease about such a killer organization that revitalizes the empire.

On the other hand, it can make the scum living in the empire feel the crisis, restrain their behavior, and temporarily suspend their oppression of the people.

No one can see through his heart just by meeting him once. Facing the guards and servants who saw his face or saw him fighting, it is impossible for Night Raid to know which ones are good and which ones are evil.

It is impossible for Night Raid to risk his actions, weapons, and fighting methods to be exposed, and bet on whether the guards who saw him would tell his information.

It is obviously impossible for Night Raid to bet on the character of others with his life.

The dead are the ones who are best at keeping secrets.

Even if the servants and guards have done nothing wrong, they will be killed in the night raids.