Shirou Emiya doesn't want to work overtime

Subsequently, the surrounding courtyard was restored to its original state.

"Grandpa Muramasa! You're cheating! Why do you still have the ability to use it!"

Miyamoto Musashi turned around sharply and threw the broken sword in his hand directly towards Emiya Shirou's face.

"Crack-!"

The sound of the knife's handle being caught firmly came under the night sky.

"You never think that the enemies you encounter will always be regular swordsmen. No matter the evil ghosts we encounter now, some of them have powerful vampire skills, so we must be careful and guard against them."

"Let's just say that when you travel to other worlds in the future, you will encounter some strange forces."

"One more thing, don't call me Grandpa Muramasa! I'm not that old!"

Emiya Shirou spoke helplessly to restore Miyamoto Musashi. He didn't think there was anything wrong. After all, there were only a few pure swordsmen in this world, and even those who stood at the top with pure swordsmanship.

Even taking martial arts as an example, the only two strongest people he has seen so far are Edwys and Li Shuwen.

These two people are both at the top of their martial arts. As for the others, they will more or less use all other powers to make up for their own shortcomings in martial arts.

For example, the released Raikiri uses the power of lightning to create a very fast sword draw.

"Come again! I've already figured out how to deal with that [Raikiri]!"

I saw Miyamoto Musashi just standing there and thinking for a while, and then looked at Emiya Shirou with an extremely confident expression. He must have the answer in his heart that can determine the outcome.

"That's it for today. We still need to rush tomorrow, so there's no rush."

Emiya Shirou looked at the scarlet moon above his head and waved his hand, indicating that he needed to take a rest.

In fact, at this stage, given Emiya Shirou's current situation, staying awake for several days and nights would not have much impact at all.

His body is now a corpse, and the fatigue it will cause will be absorbed by [Evil].

It's just that Miyamoto Musashi is still a human, even if her physical fitness is considered to be top among humans, even if her injuries are completely restored through the Zanpakutō.

But the fatigue that she should have will still be reflected on her body. After such a fierce sparring, if she didn't take a rest, then by the time Miyamoto Musashi realized what she was doing, she would only feel tired.

"Okay-!"

Miyamoto Musashi nodded when she saw this. She also understood the principle of combining work and rest. Although she couldn't feel it now, since Emiya Shirou said it, she would definitely feel it in the future.

A few days ago, because she didn't listen to the old man's words, the next day she was carried on Shirou Emiya's back with a tired look on her back, and then accepted his venomous ridicule.

The footsteps of Emiya Shirou and Miyamoto Musashi were not slow, but they were not as fast as cars or trains.

On the one hand, the road is not inaccessible, and there are still some lucky people who survived the attack of evil spirits. Emiya Shirou and Miyamoto Musashi both uphold the idea of ​​​​helping a little bit, providing some food or weapons. of assistance.

After all, they don't know where is safe now.

Another aspect is that they cannot rush on the road at all costs, and they are not servants like Joan of Arc who can run all the way and still maintain their fighting strength in the end.

What's more, even with a servant like Joan of Arc, it would take more than half a day to run from Sighisoara to Tulifas, or even nearly a day.

This war between humans and ghosts did not start in a short period of time.

Emiya Shirou did not expect to be able to end it in a short time.

Because he was still in the dark situation.

So while he was on the road, Emiya Shirou would choose to spar with Miyamoto Musashi.

Help Miyamoto Musashi understand her kendo.

After all, Miyamoto Musashi originally planned to wander around the world like a vagabond and fight with more swordsmen to understand his own way of space.

And Shirou Emiya alone can represent many swordsmen, which is completely more convenient and faster than Miyamoto Musashi searching for them one by one.

Miyamoto Musashi expressed disbelief. How could one person master so many different types and styles of sword skills?

But when she saw Shirou Emiya projecting his two swords and using his Niten First Class, she was instantly dumbfounded. She felt that she was already a genius, how could she learn everything she had learned just by looking at him? exist.

Then Emiya Shirou told her that when he copied the sword, he could even read the original owner's ability.

"??????????"

There is something strange, why is it like this?

Chapter 848: Storm is coming and spring is coming

As a result, Miyamoto Musashi could only be extremely reluctant, but seemed to be very willing to start sparring with Emiya Shirou who held different swords.

After all, he could fight hundreds of different swordsmen. As a swordsman, how could Miyamoto Musashi resist such temptation.

Although the wielders of these hundreds of swordsmen are all Shirou Emiya.

What's more, there is a fighting place where you are not afraid of any injuries at all - [Swastika-All].

Even during sparring, you can still show off your skills.

Naturally, Emiya Shirou did not selflessly pay so much to Miyamoto Musashi. There was a reason why he wanted Miyamoto Musashi to understand the way of the void as soon as possible.

The reason is simple. He wants to understand from Miyamoto Musashi the sword that can cut off cause and effect.

For some reason, he had a hunch that if Miyamoto Musashi could reach the realm she expected, it should be a sword that could cut off all non-karma, past karma, curses, and bad luck.

Perhaps he could comprehend something from it, or forge something.

"It feels like we are heading towards the heart of those evil spirits!"

On the road, Miyamoto Musashi said faintly.

It was not because of anything else. As they continued to move forward, they encountered fewer and fewer survivors, and more and more evil spirits wandered around at night.

However, the direction of their trip was not Fujiki Mountain, but the flower street where Shirou Emiya had stayed.

Miyamoto Musashi had just come to this world for a few days, and Shirou Emiya had only stayed in this world for two months.

He had lived in the flower street for more than a month.

Shirou Emiya did know the location of Fujiki Mountain, but it did not mean that Shirou Emiya could directly determine the location of Fujiki Mountain when he randomly went to a strange place.

Moreover, more than a year has passed, and he doesn't have the ability to remember everything he saw, otherwise his grades wouldn't have plummeted after not going to school for so long.

Shirou Emiya doesn't remember many details.

After asking the village chief to confirm the location of the city where the flower street is located, Shirou Emiya can still find the way to Fujikiyama based on the few impressions.

"Too strange?"

"Right! I said, since it is the place where you said the Demon Slayer Corps selects members, there are so many wisteria flowers that the evil spirits are afraid of."

"Logically speaking, the number of evil spirits should be decreasing, how can it be increasing?"

"No, the strange thing is that until now, there are still no groups of evil spirits attacking us."

"Huh? Obviously there are already a lot of evil spirits."

Miyamoto Musashi was black, but suddenly changed his mind, as if he thought of something.

Although she is careless, she is a person who is very good at using tactics in battle. She can figure out this kind of problem as long as she thinks about it carefully.

"We have not concealed our whereabouts along the way."

The death of Upper Rank One Kokushibo, whether he is the commander-in-chief of this area or a subordinate of someone in this area, will be known to the demons.

And Shirou Emiya and Miyamoto Musashi have no intention of concealing their actions.

They basically defeated all the demons that attacked along the way.

"But have you ever thought that this might be a sign of the coming storm--!"

Miyamoto Musashi changed his words, and the increasing number of demons that he encountered along the way might not be just their good luck, but the temptation of the demons.

These demons who don't even know blood demon arts can almost be called cannon fodder.

"It seems that we are almost there."

Shirou Emiya did not answer Miyamoto Musashi's words, but looked at everything that was familiar and strange in front of him.

Back then, he came to this village to ask for the way to the town, came to the flower street, met Rengoku Kyojuro, and learned the breathing method.

Although there are not many battles using breathing methods in combination with sword skills now, it was his only way of fighting.

However, the bustling scene of the past has become dilapidated, and you can feel the fine dust floating around.

Looking around, the houses collapsed, the land was filled with weeds, dense spider silk was everywhere, and there were mottled rain marks on the walls. Rats and ants were running around, and mosquitoes and flies were flying around, showing desolation.

This place must have been destroyed by evil spirits a long time ago.

"Really?"

Miyamoto Musashi also looked at the dilapidated scene in front of him and couldn't help but sighed.

Along the way, there were only two endings for the village. One was that everyone evacuated quickly, and some things such as houses were preserved, but dust fell.

The other was that it was like the village they saw now, which was completely dilapidated and destroyed by evil spirits.

As for the people in the village, they were either eaten by evil spirits or turned into one of them.

So there were almost no corpses in the villages along the way.

"It seems that you are right. They are waiting for us in the Flower Street--"

At this time, Shirou Emiya responded to what Miyamoto Musashi said before, the eve of the storm.

He felt something that should not have appeared.

In this village, in such a place where magic should not exist, there are remnants of magic fluctuations, and the road extends to the direction of the Flower Street.

"Flower Street? It's not the kind of Flower Street I thought of--"

"Well, it is."

"Didn't you say you were going to Fujiki Mountain? How did you get to Flower Street?"

"I used to go from Flower Street to Fujiki Mountain, so--"

Miyamoto Musashi gave Shirou Emiya a look, letting him experience it carefully.

"Then can we reach Flower Street during the day?"

"I'm afraid not. I came to this village to ask for directions at this time before, and I arrived at Flower Street late at night at that time."

"My pace is definitely better than before. Unless I run wildly without caring about my physical strength, the fastest way to reach Flower Street is already at night."

They can ignore the signals brought by Flower Street.

After all, we have come to this area, and we can find Fujikiyama's location without entering the flower street.

But isn't the idea of ​​exposing our tracks to be able to kill a large number of ghosts?

What's more, Shirou Emiya and Musashi Miyamoto were absolutely confident in their own strength, and they went over there without any hesitation.

"It seems that Minamoto no Raikou has also received the message from those two people and is rushing over here?"

In a very gorgeous hall, beside a table with all kinds of fine wines and delicacies, a clear and beautiful voice came.

It was a girl.

A girl lying on her side with a bowl full of wine in her hand.

She was extremely exposed, wearing only a purple robe draped over her body, with most of her skin exposed, and several gourds of different shapes pinned around her waist, with a strong smell of wine.

However, this girl had two long horns with tender red tips on her forehead, and a beautiful purple short hair that fell like a waterfall beside her ears.

The corners of her mouth were filled with a deep smile.

"Master, as the ghost king, it's time for you to take action--"

Chapter 849 The leader of the ghosts in Dajiang Mountain (revised)

The student union room is different from other classrooms. The floor is covered with gorgeous carpets, just like a formal meeting room.

The surroundings are also like the entire building, revealing simplicity, elegance, but also a bit shabby.

This is the temperament of the entire teaching building, not just the student union. It just looks more elegant under the red carpet.

In such an elegant student union, a boy in a black school uniform is sitting at the innermost position of the conference table.

Behind him stands a young man in a coat on one side and a young man in white armor on the other side.

Sitting next to him is a chestnut-haired girl, and behind the chestnut-haired girl stands a white-haired man wearing a jacket and jeans who looks very fashionable.