Shirou Emiya doesn't want to work overtime

One second? Or two seconds?

No, this slash doesn't even take half a second to tear apart everything in front of Jiguo Yuanyi.

There is no way to dodge.

Because in this short half second, she can't move her feet at all.

Unstoppable.

Because this slash has reached the divine realm, no matter what kind of life it is, it will be cut in half under such a blow.

The only way is to face it head-on--!

Immerse your whole body and mind in the sword in your hand.

Don't think about how to resist.

Don't predict the opponent's attack.

Don't use the tricks you have learned.

The concept of emptiness is nothingness. Even the thought and thought can be cut off.

Dedicate everything to the sword!

The traces of all things can be found, and different paths lead to the same destination, which is earth.

The shape of the mind can be changed, and it can be done at will, which is water.

The momentum of the battle can be moved, shaking mountains and uprooting trees, which is fire.

All the styles of various schools can be learned, and the strengths of hundreds of schools are the wind.

All the ways of nature can be understood, and the realm of freedom is emptiness.

Abandon redundancy, abandon weight, abandon speed, and know yourself.

"Four swords, one heart, write five wheels--"

"This sword is my way of emptiness, my life! The agitation of the sword is here--!"

The sword was gently swung out--

In an instant, it seemed that the world was divided into two.

"Boom--!"

Just at the moment when Miyamoto Musashi drew his sword, a thunderous roar resounded through the sky.

At that moment, everyone saw that

On a street somewhere, a dazzling beam of light with a diameter of ten meters suddenly shot out.

It stayed in the space for less than a second, shaking the atmosphere, rubbing the space, and stirring up layers of violent wind and waves, while a huge dead baby was pierced mercilessly.

The sun's brilliance instantly illuminated the entire town.

When the breeze blew, the scarlet moon was hidden.

On the ruins, Miyamoto Musashi and Tsugikoku Yoshiichi had already exchanged positions, back to back, both maintaining a slashing posture, lowering their heads, and no one could see each other's expression.

Silence.

Deathly silence.

At this moment, both sides seemed to be waiting for something, and no one spoke first.

"Pah--!"

There was a sound of liquid dripping from Miyamoto Musashi's body.

That was the sound caused by the blood spilling down.

In front of Miyamoto Musashi, from his face to his feet, a hideous wound appeared, bleeding, and staining the clothes that were already full of blood red.

"Kacha--!"

The sword in his hand made a shattering sound, and cracks appeared one after another from it.

"Did I lose?"

The severe pain attacked Miyamoto Musashi's mind. At this moment, she could not remember when she swung the knife, and whether the knife hit the opponent. Her face was extremely pale, and her breathing was chaotic and became rapid.

The breath of life was dissipating at an extremely terrifying speed.

The only remaining eye could not help but start to close, and her consciousness began to blur.

She didn't even have the strength to breathe in pain, and a pool of blood had already spread under her.

"I'm sorry, grandpa, I lost--!"

The next second, she fell forward heavily.

And at the last moment when her consciousness disappeared, she only felt that she seemed to hit an extremely warm chest.

"No, you won!"

The soft words came from in front of Miyamoto Musashi. At some point, Shirou Emiya had appeared in front of her and caught her steadily. She lay on Shirou Emiya's chest as if she was asleep.

Immediately, Shirou Emiya slightly raised his eyes. In front of him, Yoshiichi Tsugikoku had already fallen to the ground, with countless golden light particles all over his body.

His unlucky karma, past karma, curse, and tragic fate were all cut off by Miyamoto Musashi's sword.

Chapter 893 After the War

The sky was bright as if it had come late.

In the town where daylight had completely fallen, soldiers kept throwing down their weapons and roaring hysterically.

This war full of despair came to an end.

They won the final victory.

The residents hiding below endured unprecedented suffering, and walked out of the underground shelters one after another.

They looked at the ruins-like scene around them with tears in their eyes.

Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere.

Countless rubble was flying around in the howling wind.

The whole town was no longer as neat as it was when Shirou Emiya just came here, and it has fallen into its current state.

But at this moment, no one felt lost because of the ruined city, and all they had was the fantasy of the unpredictable future.

"It's finally over--"

Looking at the excited people in front of him, Shirou Emiya, who was walking with Miyamoto Musashi in his arms, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Now, all the people fighting outside have gathered here, and they are also relieved when they see the cheering people in front of them.

"Finally, it's finally over!!!"

Looking at everything in front of him, Zenitsu couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Can you, as a man, stop crying so easily!!!"

Inosuke couldn't help but kick Zenitsu. To be honest, he was also very excited.

"Be careful of Tanjiro!!!"

Zenitsu dodges quickly and immediately calls out a warning.

Although the injury recovered, Tanjiro fell into a coma due to excessive consumption, and no one woke him up immediately.

At this moment, the same goes for other people who saw the scene in front of them. Even if they didn't speak, their trembling pupils already showed their current inner emotions.

"elder brother--!!!"

At this moment, a girl with long hair, wearing a pink kimono, a black haori, and a bun anxiously squeezed out of the crowd and rushed towards them.

"Brother, what happened to him!?"

The girl's eyes were filled with anxiety as she stared at Tanjiro behind Inosuke, fearing that she would hear them tell the news that he would never wake up again.

"Don't worry Nezuko, Tanjiro just fell into a coma. He should wake up soon. Let him sleep for a while now!"

My wife, Zenitsu, immediately stood up straight and replied to Nezuko in a serious manner.

Of course he understood Nezuko's anxious mood, and he would not make fun of Tanjiro's question at this time.

But I'm not sure. My wife Zenitsu said this just to reassure Nezuko.

The real situation needs to be checked by a doctor.

Emiya Shirou could only say that there should be no problem, because he sensed that Tanjiro still had magic power flowing in his body. Since the magic power could flow normally, there shouldn't be any big problem.

"Master Emiya, thank you very much for your help. If it weren't for your appearance, I'm afraid mankind would really be ruled by those evil spirits——"

At some point, in the crowd, a young man wearing a Demon Slayer uniform with a pure white haori draped over the uniform came to Emiya Shirou.

"My lord——!"

My wife Zenitsu couldn't help but exclaimed at this moment.

He is the new leader of the Demon Slayer Corps, the son of the previous leader Ubuyashiki Yōya and his successor, Ubuyashiki Teriya.

Uyashiki Teriya did not step into the battlefield. When he was in the town, he had been studying with Minamoto Yorimitsu, and he was also responsible for handling the internal affairs of the town.

On the occasion of the decisive battle, the organized crowd went to the underground shelter in an orderly manner.

"It's okay, this is what I should do. After all, I am also a member of the Demon Slayer Squad, right?"

Emiya Shirou also smiled slightly. Although he said so, in the eyes of the other party, he should be the same existence as Minamoto Yorimitsu.

Although he passed the final selection, the only people he knew from the Demon Slayer Corps were Inosuke, Zenitsu, and Tanjiro.

He has never gotten along with anyone from the Demon Slayer Squad, so in his eyes, he is indeed an outsider.

"My lord, everything that follows will be left to you——"

On the side, the Butterfly Ninja also dragged his exhausted body here, looking at the ruin-like world around him, and spoke slowly.

After this war is over, there are a lot of things that need to be dealt with. Whether it is sorting out the battlefield or repairing the city, it is a big project.

What's more, the real things to deal with are definitely more than this.

Now the town, nearly in ruins, needs a leader to bring it new life.

Minamoto no Yorimitsu must have considered this problem, so he kept Teriya Uyashiki by his side and asked him to deal with large and small things in the town.

"Understood, but now, let them vent their emotions."

Uyashiki Teriya calmly replied to the Butterfly Ninja. This kind of long-suppressed emotion needs to be vented. Even he himself can't hide the excitement in his pupils.

"Where's Miss Juyo?"

"After Miss Zhushi learned that Wuhan had died, she passed away smiling at the dawn."

The one who answered this question was Butterfly Ninja.

Even though she hated the evil spirits very much, she couldn't help but admire Miss Tamashi at this moment.

"Really? Maybe this is also the best ending for her——"

Ubuyashiki Teriya couldn't help but sigh. After all, as a doctor who has lived for hundreds of years, if Ms. Tamashii can stay, then

It will definitely save a lot of people.

They couldn't rely on Shirou Emiya forever, not to mention that he knew in his heart that Shirou Emiya couldn't stay here.

During this time, Emiya Shirou did not hide the fact that he belonged to another world.

"Take a rest for a while. I have asked people to sort out the house. This war is not over yet, and everyone's strength will be needed next."

Although Emiya Shirou used the power of the Noble Phantasm to heal all the injured, there were still many people who fell into coma like Miyamoto Musashi and Tanjiro.

Therefore, when leaving the underground shelter, Uyashiki Teriya did not come to thank Emiya Shirou immediately, but arranged for the people from the logistics department who looked equally excited to handle the funeral arrangements.

This includes organizing the battlefield, counting the remaining houses, recording the names of dead heroes, and other such things.

Although he is only 9 years old, he is already a qualified leader.

"Isn't Wuhan already killed? Why isn't it over yet?"

And after hearing Uyashiki Teriya's words, Inosuke couldn't help but ask questions.