A Conspiracy Against Shirou / The Plot to Surround and Kill Shirou...

Yamada's eyes widened in surprise.

"Huh?"

In order to reform the world's worst city, Shirou resolved to establish new rules and act as a necessary punisher in the fight against evil, sanctioning those who break the rules.

However, killing is wrong no matter what, Shirou felt that as an executioner, he should at least give the person being killed the right to kill themselves.

He established True Magic- level rules by seizing the power of the white god, meaning he is invincible when facing those who violate the order he established and who enforce the law against them.

But otherwise, he is just an ordinary person who can be killed. As long as the other party has a reasonable reason to kill him, he will die like an ordinary person if he is shot.

For example, fighting on the battlefield and killing for revenge for loved ones are not within the scope of Shirou's designation.

However, when Shirou killed someone, he was already prepared to be killed himself one day.

Before arriving here, the guards gathered for a meeting.

Tolstaya said that everyone should not hesitate to abandon the lives of others and prioritize escaping with Shirou. Shirou is everyone's hope, and no matter what, they must not let him die.

"Shouldn't it be you, Big Sister, who led Shirou- sama to escape, and we cover the rear? You're the captain, after all," Yamada said, raising her hand.

"The guard doesn't need a captain. Everyone should just protect Shirou in their own way. Of course, I'm not saying your life isn't important. Don't be like that silly kid, Worei, charging forward recklessly. It's just that Shirou is more precious to us than our own lives. I hope you can understand that."

Tolstaya rarely showed such a serious expression, and she spoke earnestly to Yamada.

"Yamada, you've only been in the team for a short time and you're an outsider, so you probably can't understand these things. If you refuse, I will remove you from the roster for this operation and let you leave the guard team. You can stay at the church and do other work."

Chapter 1146 The Plot Against Shirou

"No! I won't quit! Please listen to me!"

When Yamada heard that the leader wanted him to quit, he shouted excitedly. He was indeed timid and cowardly, and in many ways, he was even less capable than a kid like Worei. But when it came to Shirou, his thoughts were the same as everyone else's.

That person always puts others first and strives for fairness and impartiality, but he doesn't care about his own affairs at all.

That person will cook delicious meals for everyone, and if needed, he will die for Shirou.

Back when he was in Japan, Yamada had thought many times about why he should think of others and why he should care so much about other people's feelings. If the other person doesn't think of him, why should he make sacrifices for them?

They weren't all selfish people who pushed work onto others and treated their juniors and subordinates like livestock, even though the circumstances were already very difficult.

In a corrupt company, even your colleagues are corrupt. They push work onto others and share the profits. Who could possibly work like that? Yet they still insist on making things spiral out of control.

If an elderly person falls ill at home and becomes unable to care for themselves, requiring care, the son living elsewhere is not responsible; the entire responsibility falls on the son at home. However, if the elderly person favors the son living elsewhere and agrees to divide the inheritance equally, does that mean the son at home bears no responsibility?

Kind people, honest people, people who don't know how to say no always suffer losses. Unfair things always happen, and there are always people who are exploited and heartbroken.

Yamada has always wanted to change these things, but he doesn't know where to start.

"Big Sister! I understand what you mean! I get it. Shirou is a great man; he can change the world. When I was in Japan, I always wanted to do something great. Whether I failed my university entrance exams or had setbacks at work, I never gave up. I never thought that I would just live my life as a failure until I died."

Although I come from a big city, never went to university, and have always lived in a small county town, and have only been to Tokyo a few times, the world is vast, and the internet is very convenient. If I really want to learn something, I can always find online courses and various resources.

But correspondingly, I didn't know what I should do to achieve something, so I just held onto that idea without making any effort to learn anything, and always lived in a daze.

"I know about the problems in Japanese society. The economy is stagnant, and many of the world's largest companies have been losing money year after year. The country is barely surviving by having retired people work and young people work overtime."

Everyone lives under immense pressure; simply doing their assigned tasks is already the limit. But others relentlessly shirk responsibility, so things never get better. "If Shirou's dream could truly come true, perhaps my hometown could also become a better place."

"So! I don't live alone. I want to accomplish something great, to make my life worthwhile. To achieve this, I left my hometown and came to the City of Sin! I want to see that kind of world! It can't do without Shirou! Even without me, it can't do without Shirou!"

Yamada said loudly.

"Okay, we understand."

The guards smiled at Yamada, sensing his sincerity and enthusiasm; they were all the same.

I never expected Yamada to be so timid and honest.

However, they still had some questions and asked Yamada:

"Wouldn't it be better to just abandon those old men who can't work anymore and can only eat dry food in the mountains to feed the wild dogs?" the guard said with a laugh.

"If a colleague bullies you, why not just have a few people ambush him somewhere, break his arms and legs, and cripple him?" someone in the guard team asked.

"In the past, it was simpler; you just paid me and I'd kill those people for you. But now Shirou doesn't allow people to be assassins. You still have to do it yourself. If it's a revenge killing, Shirou won't blame you. But your enemies are all in Japan, so it doesn't matter. I'll train you from now on, and you can take revenge yourself when you go back." Someone comforted Yamada, patting him on the shoulder.

"No, no, the system is completely different over there. If you get caught, you'll be sentenced to death, although it will take a long time to carry it out. After all, there's no deep-seated hatred between us, so it's not like we'd kill someone and break their leg." Yamada waved his hands repeatedly, denying it.

"Why not? Didn't they annoy you?" the man asked, puzzled.

"Huh?"

"Hmm?"

Indeed, the people in this city of sin are far too quick to seek revenge. Are all the people here in the church Liangshan Heroes from the Water Margin?

With the election day fast approaching, preparations for the day's events have begun at the five-star hotel. The manager is assigning tasks, but a group of men in black are also setting up something there.

"Have you heard? The doctor-cannibal was executed by that bishop."

"Ah, isn't that your nephew? I remember he came from your jurisdiction."

"Hmph, I wouldn't want a nephew like that, who could grab you and eat you at any moment."

"They're dead, so let's not talk about that. The important thing is that the cannibal was a master. He was an expert in human anatomy, quick-witted, and decisive. Apart from his cannibalistic tendencies, his strength had reached the level of a double-flowered red stick, which was no less than any of your top henchmen."

"Hmph, the ogre may be a little perverted, but that bishop is a monster. It's only natural that he was killed."

In a private room on the other side, a group of gang leaders were gathered together smoking. The room was filled with the smoke from cigarettes and cigars as they discussed the specifics of how to handle the election day.

And they were genuinely afraid, terrified that Shirou would seek revenge. They had committed so many evil deeds that they couldn't even remember them all, but by this Bishop Lord's standards, they were enough to have been killed hundreds of times over. He hadn't acted against them now, but who could guarantee he wouldn't in the future?

How could we possibly let someone like that become the city lord!

Shirou is an extraordinary monster, but those around him are not. Although Shirou is highly respected in the church, and people there are willing to give their lives for him, they are all just mortals.

After the previous battles between those headstrong fools and Shirou, and by collecting and analyzing data on Shirou's punishments of murderers, the cunning old men have come to understand the flaws in Shirou's abilities.

Now is the time to fight back.

Chapter 1147 The Encirclement and Assault on Shirou

If we were to categorize the ferocity of the people here according to the standards of birds and animals, everyone here would be like a falcon or a vulture, well-versed in the law of the jungle, standing at the top of the food chain, wanting to be in power and to be the first to eat meat, not wanting to be inferior to others. Therefore, their instinct is to kill the first bird to stick its head out, never allowing it to fly up to the top and become a phoenix, and then point fingers at them.

Since they cannot become the phoenix that attracts all birds, then no one else should be allowed to ascend to that position.

In the church study, Shirou was working on documents when his assistant, Helen, walked in and said, "Shirou, we've received word that someone is indeed trying to sabotage you on election day. What are you going to do?"

"We'll meet force with force and water with earth. We just need to do our best in everything we can," Shirou said calmly.

And so... the day of the election arrived.

The five-star hotel in Sin City doesn't mean the hotel itself is five-star; it's just that its name reflects its star rating. After all, external standards don't apply to this city. It's one of the properties of the former city lord, Old Mark. After becoming the city lord, he outwardly downplayed his relationship with his gang and acted as a peacemaker in Sin City.

It is usually used to hold victory celebrations for members of the gang, to meet with outsiders who do business with them, and also as a place for gang leaders to gather and discuss matters.

At this moment, Worei, a blue-eyed Black boy dressed in a children's suit, walked onto the stage and presented flowers to the person who had just finished giving a speech.

"Thank you, Mr. Coppola, for your speech. Now, please welcome the next candidate, Shirou Emiya, the representative of the Church!"

Now it was Shirou's turn. He calmly walked onto the stage, looking at the people who booed, those who glared menacingly, and those who were pretending. These were all the people he wanted to change and help.

Confucius once said, "Those who are born with knowledge are the highest; those who learn through study are next; those who learn through hardship are next again; those who are hardship-stricken and do not learn are the lowest of the people."

It is also said: Only the most intelligent and the most foolish cannot be changed;

That is to say, in this world, only those who are born with knowledge and those who are trapped in difficulties and do not learn will not change.

Therefore, anyone who doesn't try to solve problems when they arise cannot be changed.

Yes, people can change. Even those people off the field who are hostile to him and can only survive by committing crimes, he wants to help them change.

Shirou stood at the front of the stage and began his speech into the microphone:

As the philosopher Hegel said, Adam and Eve ate the fruit of knowledge and were born with original sin, but it was precisely this original sin that made them human.

"Evil arises from self-awareness; this is a profound truth: because beasts are indifferent to good or evil, and so are simple, natural humans."

Only by being able to do evil can one be able to do good, because only then can one be measured by "good and evil";

Animals obey only their instincts, lacking any spiritual awareness, thus rendering them incapable of either evil or good. Moral freedom is a uniquely human endowment; only humans can make moral choices autonomously, independent of material constraints. This does not mean that individuals are incapable of evil, but rather that we can judge their autonomous actions as evil, but we cannot judge the instinctive behavior of a spotted hyena as evil. The existence of such a standard presupposes that humans possess the capacity for free choice.

I sincerely believe that we are all human beings, living beings who can do evil and make mistakes. However, this is also proof of living freely and autonomously as human beings. As long as we are alive, we can repent and start anew, we can pick ourselves up again, do good, and pursue a righteous life.

I think it's remarkable that people in such a terrible environment as Sin City still retain a certain amount of kindness in their hearts. I'm not denying that people have desires like wanting money, status, partners, or respect and admiration.

Humanity's passion for pursuing ideals allows freedom to be forged amidst greed and bloodshed; conversely, ideals that presuppose the rejection of desires often lead to even greater greed and bloodshed.

Because an ideal that has not been tested by desire does not contain freedom, nor is it true morality, since it does not give people the opportunity for autonomous choice, thus causing them to abandon their sense of responsibility, which in a more fundamental sense corrupts human nature. At times, greed and bloodshed are precisely the necessary fertilizers to nourish true moral ideals.

Therefore, human passions are realized as institutions, which are not only based on ideals but also on desires. If an institution is not based on ideals, it cannot gain acceptance because it cannot bear people's pursuit of universality; if an institution is not based on desires, it cannot gain the motivation to continue, because it denies people's pursuit of particularity.

I want to find the most suitable system for Sin City, so that people can fulfill their desires without doing evil, and turn Sin City into a place where everyone can live happily.

I know this is difficult, but if we succeed, we will usher in a new era. Our success will not only impact this city, but will also greatly inspire the entire world. It will even change the mindset of all humanity, making it a better and happier place."

As is customary, people will come to offer flowers at this time.

A little girl walked onto the stage carrying a bouquet of flowers and came to Shirou. She put one hand inside her skirt, and then an extended switchblade pierced through the skirt and stabbed Shirou.

"Shirou! Watch out!"

Tolstaya, who had been on guard, was the first to rush forward, standing in front of Shirou and kicking the girl away.

"Damn it! This bastard is the assassin 'Lolita'!" Tolstaya cursed, but the switchblade had already pierced her body.

That was actually a female dwarf, a professional assassin, who was there to deliver a fatal blow to Shirou.

At this moment, all the spectators around them stood up. The men pulled out weapons from under their armpits or inside their hats, and the women pulled them out from under their skirts or inside their underwear, and pointed them at Shirou.

Everyone here is Shirou's enemy, and they are related to the criminals Shirou punished. Therefore, they have not violated the rules set by Shirou, so Shirou's power has no effect on them. As avengers, they are qualified to kill Shirou.

"Guards! Don't worry about me! Go protect Shirou!" Tolstaya pulled out the knife that was stuck in her side, drew a gun from behind her belt, and started shooting at the people below the stage until she was shot and fell down below the stage, never to rise again.

Although there were some precautions at the beginning, the guards were still not adequately prepared. No, it was impossible for them to be adequately prepared at all.

Evil is powerful, incredibly powerful. It is more tempting than kindness and more unifying than justice. At tonight's party, it wasn't just one or two people who attacked Shirou, but everyone. Yes, everyone made a move, even the members of the Chinese merchant guild. They were present at the secret meeting held by the Blackboard Boss earlier.

This was Hongmen Banquet set for Shirou from the very beginning.

It was a conspiracy orchestrated by Lord Old Mark and numerous gangs specifically targeting Shirou.

"Hahaha!! These are all our people! You won't be leaving here alive!"

Chapter 1148 Shirou's Angry Counterattack

Old Mark had no intention of stepping down. The older people are, the more they rely on their seniority and they particularly hate it when others break their rules or violate their authority.

Even if the other party is right and has their best interests at heart, they still feel utter disgust. Because youth is gone, health is lost forever, and they don't have much time left to live.

Kindness? Wisdom? Righteousness? These are not things they pursue.

Even an eternal emperor Li Shimin could not escape the fate of becoming senile in his old age. After all, by that time, proving himself to be a wise ruler who was more suitable to be emperor than his father or his murdered brother was no longer his pursuit.

Without saying a word, Shirou jumped down from the stage and headed straight for the VIP seats where Old Mark and the other gang leaders were.

"Quick! Quick! Cover us!" the gang leaders cried out in alarm. Even if Shirou couldn't use his Divine Power against them, his own combat strength was still a great threat.

Inside the venue, flames flickered and blood splattered.

The guards below also sprang into action, drawing their weapons and forming a human wall to keep up with Shirou as much as possible, shielding Shirou from the gunfire.

"Protect Shirou! Kill those guys! Whoa!" a member of the guard shouted, as he was struck in the shoulder by a man in black who suddenly appeared from the side.

The other members then took over, quickly plugging the gap.

Meanwhile, Shirou used his sword to slash through the people blocking his way, chasing after the Yakuza Boss was trying to escape.

Both the Avengers and the Guardians were losing men. High up in the venue, snipers were lying in ambush at the glass windows, aiming at Shirou below.

Although Shirou managed to dodge thanks to his powerful sensory abilities, those around him were not spared.

Once the guards are recognized, they are sniped down. The sniping from above is frequent, but everything is well-organized. For them, it doesn't matter if they shoot the wrong person.

"Damn it! Someone's sniping from above!" The guards looked up at the ceiling. The venue was set up with all sorts of traps, like a bunker. It was impossible to attack those hiding above from below, while those above could snipe at will from below.

"Newcomer, you'll follow Shirou!"

The little black boy with precious blue eyes charged towards the nearly one hundred gunmen dressed in suits and tuxedos outside.

Worei was short, so he bent down to avoid the sniper fire and dodged the bullets, managing to hit the dozen or so people in the front row first. However, he was immediately targeted by the assassins on the other side.

His small, frail body was hit and immediately fell backward, engulfed in a hail of bullets.

"Worei!!!" Yamada cried out in despair!

He still remembered the boy's arrogant demeanor when they first met. He liked Shirou very much, and he had heard Shirou say that he wanted to build a world where all children could go to school and play without any worries.