1057. Shirou Is Kidnapped / 1058. The Goddess's Illya
The reason he chose daytime was because this area was slightly dangerous, and the free-spirited goddesses always invited him to their clan's residence for a detailed discussion.
Whenever he saw him, she would give him a murderous look. Fortunately, Ishtar or Ereshkigal accompanied him each time, otherwise, he really wasn't sure if he would be able to get out of that door.
Chapter 1057 The Kidnapping of Shirou
Late at night, the gods' banquet finally came to an end, and their relatives came to fetch their drunken chief god back to his dwelling.
Shirou also got into Apollo's carriage and headed back to his blacksmith shop.
Tap tap tap tap~!
The cheerful sound of horses' hooves echoed through the streets late at night.
The joy was not felt by the galloping horses, but by the gods riding in their chariots.
"Tonight has been a great success, thank you all for your help." Shirou put the stack of contracts into his bag, then took out four bags of gold coins and handed them to the four gods Hermes, Take Mikazuchi, Miher, and Apollo in turn.
"Thanks, that means I can go drinking with courtesans again!" Hermes said with a smile.
"I am very grateful, Shirou. Haven't you had any drinks tonight?" Take Mikazuchi extended both hands to accept the tea.
"Drinking with a good woman by your side is a different story than drinking with a bunch of stinky men, Ken-chan~!" Hermes said, putting his arm around Take Mikazuchi's neck.
"Let me go! I'm not like you. I'm doing this for the sake of everyone in my clan!" The Takemikazuchi Familia is quite poor, and this earnest god is actually an employee of a potato ball shop, just like Hestia.
"Miher, please accept this." Shirou handed the deity to the young nobleman.
"Thank you, Shirou. Next time you come to my shop, I'll concoct some longevity potions for you," Miher said with an elegant smile.
"I will definitely go, but please don't spend too much money, otherwise Naza will blame you again," Shirou said.
"Apollo, this is for you." Shirou handed it to the god who had been somewhat depressed lately.
"Thank you..." Apollo accepted the gold coins. He was in a bad situation because he lost the Game War, but Shirou had been quite good to him. After each success, he was always rewarded equally. However, he used to be able to spend the money however he wanted, but now he had to earn his own pocket money, which made him feel complicated.
"Then, I'll ask for your assistance as well," Shirou said to the four gods.
"Of course, of course," the gods agreed with hearty laughter.
At that moment, the carriage suddenly stopped, and all was quiet outside.
Shirou and the other gods were stunned for a moment, and were about to lift the door to look outside.
At that moment, several spears pierced through the doorway and windows on both sides, pressing against Shirou and the gods' necks.
The curtain was pulled down, revealing a cat-man youth with emerald eyes and four Little Folk warriors. The coachman had already been subdued by one of the Little Folk warriors.
They were none other than Allen, the vice-captain of the Freya Familia, and the Four Generals of Yan Jin, who had come to capture Shirou and bring him back to the Familia on the orders of the goddess.
"Hey, this is really dangerous, Allen-kun. How about you go back tonight for my sake?" Hermes said to the cat-man youth.
"Sorry, Hermes, we only obey the goddess's orders," the cat-man youth said without any courtesy. He tossed his head at Shirou and said, "Now! Come out here!"
"Oh dear, Freya's children are all the type who can't hear what others are saying. Sorry, Shirou, I can't help you." Hermes shrugged.
Freya's followers are known for their fanaticism; they would do anything for their goddess, even something as heinous as killing a god. If it were the goddess's command, they would carry it out without hesitation.
"It's alright. If I don't come back, please go to the blacksmith and let everyone know I'm fine. I... no, Freya won't do anything to me." Shirou said, and walked out.
"Tsk!" The cat-man youth grinned, baring his sharp teeth in displeasure as he looked at the composed Shirou.
"Long time no see, Allen-kun, everyone." Shirou casually greeted the young man and the four Little Folk.
"You ungrateful bastard, don't call me that so intimately!" the cat-man youth said coldly.
"I think it's better if we get along amicably. Freya hopes so too," Shirou said.
"I told you not to call me that so intimately! And show some respect to the goddess! Call her 'sir'!" the cat-man youth Allen, shouted.
"Alright, then, Lord Freya, what brings you here to pick me up?" Shirou asked, shrugging.
"Actually, it's nothing, I just want you to stop doing dangerous things, Shirou-kun. You are... the goddess is very worried about you."
"Hey! Don't talk to him so much," the cat-man youth, Allen, shouted.
"It doesn't matter, we'll be part of the same clan anyway," the Little Folk said, hands behind his back. In their minds, there was no one in this world who would refuse the goddess's invitation.
The Shirou was released before was simply because of Shirou special constitution and the goddess's gentleness towards him. Now that Shirou has become a member of the Familia, he will naturally be embraced by the goddess.
"That's not necessarily true! This ungrateful fool takes the goddess's favor for granted."
"..." Shirou stopped in his tracks, his previous friendliness gone.
"Hey! Don't just stand there all of a sudden." The Little Folk behind him frowned and said to Shirou.
"This won't do..." Shirou muttered to himself.
Although Shirou wasn't familiar with Freya, who was a goddess, he understood Illya's personality very well. During their previous interactions, Shirou had already determined that the Illya in this world wasn't a happy elementary school student making friends, but rather a perfect homunculus created by the Einzbern family during the Holy Grail War.
"What do you want to do!" Allen glared at Shirou and said.
"I'm sorry, I can't go with you. If I don't behave, I'll get locked up." Shirou turned around and walked towards the side of the road.
"You think you can escape from the group of us? Give up!" The four Crimson Gold Generals instantly jumped to four different positions, blocking the exit and surrounding Shirou.
As elites of the Freya Familia, all four of them possessed level 5 combat strength, plus Allen, a level 6 expert.
"Please apologize to her for me, but I will not change my plans to deal with Surtr."
Shirou ripped off his cloak, flung it into the air, and instantly transformed into a blur, passing by one of the Little Folk before running into the alley.
"What!" The four Red Gold Generals were all shocked. They had not expected Shirou to be so fast.
Shirou was wearing Achilles' boots; he had made prior preparations when he disembarked from the carriage.
"Perfect!! I've been wanting to teach you a lesson for a long time! This time, the goddess has given me permission!" Allen's sharp eyes flashed with a cold light, and his fangs ground together with a grinding sound.
"Chase!!"
Allen stomped his foot on the ground and nimbly leaped onto the rooftop, unleashing a speed comparable to Shirou's, and gave chase.
Chapter 1058 Goddess Illya
Ta-la-la!!
Golden combat boots swiftly trod across the stone floor, sparking golden light from their friction.
It was already late at night; otherwise, people would have seen an indistinct figure leap past them. The town's roads had transformed into a marathon track, providing Shirou with the opportunity to run at his heart's content.
Shirou had run ten kilometers from where he had escaped, but a shadow was still closely following him.
This shadow, like a nimble wildcat, constantly scurried across the rooftops of houses, landing silently with each step. He was none other than Allen, the Vice-Commander Freya, known as the fastest level 6 in Orario.
Further back, four more Little Folk Don't Run adjacent streets, rushing from different directions, trying to surround Shirou at the rear of the city.
Ahead lay the walls of Orario, which were now closed off. Only a few soldiers stood guard there.
Shirou had already tried every method available along the way.
Whether it was using an invisibility cloak, creating clones to confuse the enemy, or trying to burrow underground, they all managed to thwart Shirou's schemes. Allen possessed the wild instincts of a beast, and the Four Generals of Yan Jin each had their own unique skills; surely one of them could see through Shirou's weaknesses.
Shirou scanned the streets on both sides. Going into the alleys wouldn't work either. He could maintain a certain advantage on a straight road by running as fast as he could with his Noble Phantasm, but once he got into the winding alleys, it would be Allen's territory, as agile as a wildcat.
Shirou could only rush towards the street on his left. He had prepared in advance, and one of the four Red Gold Generals who ran from the left immediately closed the distance to Shirou and seized the opportunity.
Seeing that he couldn't outrun him, Shirou turned around and charged towards him, hoping to break through again and escape.
"Don't even think about it! Don't assume I'll make the same mistake!"
Bang!!
The opponent unleashed a skill, engulfing his entire body in flames, and then hurled a flaming spear that pierced the floor in front of Shirou. The spear shaft shook violently, sending ignited pebbles flying, and the massive impact halted Shirou's charge.
Allen caught up at that moment, blocking Shirou's chance to run backward.
"I really have to give you credit, you can really run!" Allen said with a smile.
"Drink up."
"Hehe."
The other three of the Four Red Gold Generals also arrived, surrounding Shirou and breathing slightly heavily.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would have found it hard to believe that the person in front of them was Shirou. When they first met, Shirou was just a blacksmith who wasn't even as good as a level 1 adventurer who had received a favor.
Everyone in Orario says that Rabbit is the fastest-leveling potential newcomer, but now it seems that the one in front of us is the true potential star of Orario.
"How about this, let's make a bet. If I win, you'll let me go, okay?" Shirou suggested, panting slightly.
"You have to come with us now! Behave yourself!" Allen said in a deep voice.
"How about a one-on-one duel? Are you scared?" Shirou asked with a smile.
The mockery in his eyes was enough to ignite the anger in Allen's heart.
"Don't do it! Let me handle this! I'm going to teach him a lesson and drag him back!" Allen said through gritted teeth.
"But..." the four Crimson Gold Generals said.
"It's alright! Anyway, there's a healing potion and a doctor. As long as his brain isn't damaged, he can be saved!" Allen slung his spear over his shoulder and charged towards Shirou.
The cat-man youth blurred into a blur, gripping his spear and swinging it directly at Shirou's neck.
"Your breathing is all jumbled up, your attack is too obvious." Shirou chuckled, turning his head to the side and leaning back to dodge the attack, saying with a smile.
Shirou primarily relies on dodging to avoid close-quarters combat with the enemy.
The two fought their way back from the corner of the wall to the city gate.
The guards of the Ganesha clan stationed at the city gate heard the noise and ran over.
"Who dares to cause trouble here!"
"We are the Freya Familia! We are on a mission! If you don't want to get involved, please leave!" the Four Generals of Yan Jin said, stopping the guards.
"Guards, please save me! I am Shirou, the Demon Sword Blacksmith! These people are trying to kidnap me!" Shirou shouted to the guards.
"What!? What exactly happened? Even if you are a top-tier clan, you can't act recklessly!" the guards demanded.
"Well? Someone's already here. Maybe we should just call it a day," Shirou said.
"Tsk! Like an eel! Don't think you can keep running away forever!" The cat-man youth, Allen, was even more annoyed.
The cat-man youth swung his spear, aiming for Shirou's knee, which spun 360 degrees on the ground, sweeping across the battlefield.
Shirou leaped high into the air, spun around, turned upside down in mid-air, and threw his Gan Jiang · Mo Ye at Allen on the ground.
Shirou landed and unleashed four more Noble Phantasms, only to be blasted away by the cat-man youth. The Noble Phantasms then triggered Broken Phantasm, bombarding the surrounding area and even blowing open the city gates.
"Whoa!!" The guards covered their heads and scattered.
"How exactly did those weapons come to be?" one of the Little Folk asked in surprise.
"It might be a skill, some kind of powerful special skill," someone chimed in.
"Just as the goddess said, we've reached a stalemate."
The four Crimson Gold Generals were startled and turned around to see pig man over two meters tall. They had no idea when he had arrived there.
"Commander!"
"Shirou, the goddess is calling you back. Don't make me lay a hand on you; I don't want to hurt her," Ota said, stepping forward.
"Mr. Ota, I'm sorry to bother you too." Shirou greeted the burly pig man.
"Ota! What are you doing here! I can catch him all by myself without your help!" Allen roared angrily.
"I am not..."
"I said I don't need it!" Allen slammed his gun down on Shirou.
This time, Shirou didn't dodge, but went to meet him head-on.
Two swords parried the spear, and the two swords that had been thrown back flew back, surrounding Allen.
Allen had a bad feeling. He made a claw shape with one hand, turned around, and slashed away the twin swords that flew back.
But at that moment, Shirou rushed into his arms.
"Wow!!" Allen was caught off guard He was hit in the abdomen by Shirou's knee, He was sent flying backwards.
"Sorry, the reason I didn't make a move was simply because I didn't want to fight you," Shirou said with a light laugh, then turned and ran out of the city gate.
Just as Shirou was about to run out of the city gate, he saw a large mountain appear on the other side of the gate, with one eye being golden and the other flashing with the red light of a wild beast.
"Gaaaaah!!" The giant roared as it faced Shirou.
"Heracles... trying to stop me with such a large force, that's giving me far too much credit." Shirou gave a wry smile.