Invincible

"Hey, even though I'm a bit late, who gave you permission to touch my friend? You guy in the green hat." Arba's hand reaching for Mikiya was swatted away by an immense force. He looked around but found nothing.

"Idiot, where exactly are you looking!"

The voice from before sounded again. Arba looked down and indeed, a boy was standing there.

At this moment, Shirou felt a thick wave of malice directed at him due to his height.

"Shirou!" Mikiya was overjoyed. Although he had never actually seen Shirou fight, he could still feel that Shirou was very strong.

Besides, Touko and Shiki also held an approving attitude towards Shirou's strength. Even if they didn't believe in him, they should at least believe in Touko and Shiki, right!

"Red hair, are you the magician that Araya was talking about?" Arba looked at Shirou with a hint of fear in his eyes. He knew exactly how strong Souren Araya was, and Shirou was even stronger than Souren Araya!

Arba felt so frustrated. Normally, people would fight the younger one and then the older one would show up. But for him, he fought the older one, sought out the younger one, and ended up facing someone even younger. This was not magical at all!

"That's right! I am Emiya Shirou, do you have any problems?" Shirou introduced himself generously. If Natalia were here, she would definitely realize that Shirou intended to silence him. After all, not everyone could understand stealth as he did, which was to kill all witnesses.

"Kill all witnesses, that's the best stealth." Shirou had said this to Natalia with utmost seriousness back then.

Arba took a step back, thinking to himself that this was not good. His familiar had already been defeated by Touko, and facing him was an overpowered individual whose close-combat ability was on par with Souren Araya. Between a mage and a warrior, who would be better at close combat? The outcome was obvious.

"Hey, don't be so eager to leave, Mr. Green Hat. The show is just about to begin!" Shirou instantly appeared behind Arba with a Sonido, making the latter break out in a cold sweat. You want to hit my brother, and you think you can just run off like you're going home to your wife and kids? No way!

What a joke! This speed, I didn't even sense it at all. Where did that bastard Touko find such a monster! Arba was panicking now, but he tried his best to calm himself down.

"Does Mr. Emiya have any other business?" In this situation, waiting for Souren Araya was the best option. Although Shirou had defeated Souren Araya before, this was Souren Araya's temple, his home turf. Within the temple, Arba had considerable confidence in Souren Araya.

"The guests are not all here yet. How can the host, Mr. Green Hat, leave first?" As he spoke, Shirou looked towards the entrance. Following Shirou's gaze, a red-haired woman wearing a trench coat was walking towards them.

"Miss Touko, you're not dead!" Upon seeing the person, Mikiya exclaimed with joy. Although he didn't know what was going on, as long as the person was alive, it was a good thing.

Unlike Mikiya, Arba looked as if he had seen a ghost upon seeing Touko. After all, he was the one who had just killed Touko.

"No, how could this be, how is it possible! I clearly... was it an automaton? No, impossible! I'm sure I just killed you! Why, why are you still alive, answer me, Touko!"

"Ah, from certain perspectives, I was indeed killed by you just now," Touko's tone was icy. She had maintained a cold demeanor from the start, but this time, her coldness had intensified.

"It is impossible to create an identical individual, that is the fundamental rule of a doll master..."

"Hey! What kind of joke is this! Don't tell me you've already—" Arba stopped mid-sentence, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"...Just as you are thinking, through a chance encounter, I created another individual identical to myself. At that time, I was thinking, 'Since I have this, do I still need myself?'"

"Hey, that's enough, Touko. If you want him to understand clearly, this is already enough. Talking too much won't do you any good!" Shirou interrupted, not wanting to waste time listening to something he already knew.

"You bastard!" Touko glared at Shirou unpleasantly. If she wasn't familiar enough with Shirou and didn't know what he meant, she might have already attacked him. Although she couldn't defeat Shirou anyway.

Shirou's words had an effect. Among magicians, mystery always yielded to higher mystery. However, if information was leaked, the mystery would undoubtedly be devalued. She had indeed gotten carried away. Touko realized this and threw her suitcase. It contained a familiar made with a projector, which was the strongest familiar Touko could produce at this stage.

The monstrously hideous creature swallowed Arba, who was screaming, alive, starting from his feet. Mikiya felt a bit nauseous at this, but he didn't show it. The scene of Arba cracking Touko's head earlier was much more disgusting than this. Compared to that, this was just a drizzle.

"It has come to this, Touko." At this moment, Souren Araya's upper body emerged from the wall, giving off a vibe similar to Hakuja's in Naruto. "Aren't you going to make a move?"

"No, within this building, I am no match for you," Touko stated plainly.

"With the monster in your suitcase, you might still have a chance to defeat me."

"No, losing is losing. There's no need to try again." Touko refused quite directly, then turned to look at Shirou.

The latter shook his head. "I don't plan to make a move either. You are Shiki's opponent, and she should be the one to deal with you. However, before that—"

Shirou quickly pulled out a Bullet and fired a shot at Souren Araya without hesitation. As expected, the latter blocked it directly with his left hand. The armor-piercing round, which could easily penetrate tank armor, didn't even graze his skin.

"Truly, impervious to bullets and blades!" Shirou put down the gun. Souren Araya had previously told him why his left hand was impervious to bullets and blades, and Shirou wanted to test if it was truly impervious.

The result was as Shirou had expected. Whether it was a blade or an anti-materiel rifle, neither could inflict any damage on Souren Araya's left arm.

Well, truly impervious!

Huh? Is this meaning a bit off track? Who cares! As long as everyone can understand it!