In the narrow corridor, Shiki and Souren Araya engaged in a deadly battle.
Shiki's enhancement came from the Root. Having returned from the Root, she knew more, so becoming stronger was only natural.
For Shiki, merely cutting off one arm was far from enough; her goal was to kill her opponent.
Because it was his right hand that was severed, not his left hand where the sarira was buried, Souren Araya could still use his left hand to engage Shiki with the concept of "the blade does not enter."
To be precise, he was suppressing Shiki. Even though his current body was as dilapidated as trash in a junkyard, in terms of practical combat experience, he was undoubtedly among the best in the world.
Living for two hundred years wasn't for nothing!
However, this was of no use.
No matter how he fought, whether he pushed Shiki into the wall with repulsive force or sent her flying several meters away, Shiki would get up as if nothing had happened and continue her charge.
"Damn it, even this can't stop you?"
But for Souren Araya, being unable to win wasn't the worst of his misfortunes. He had lived for over two hundred years and encountered almost every kind of opponent.
Moreover, this wasn't the first time he couldn't defeat his opponent.
But even if he could win, what fun would that be? Shiki was like a cockroach now, completely disregarding her own losses and determined to kill him.
What was even more unfortunate was that Shiki possessed the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception. If killed by someone else, she could use puppet techniques to feign death and return, but if killed by Shiki, she would truly be dead, the kind that ends up in an urn.
Relying on his excellent martial arts skills, Souren Araya dodged Shiki's attack. This time, he didn't choose to attack but instead jumped off the building to save his life.
"Even so, I won't let you go!" With her opponent suddenly disappearing, Shiki looked around before decisively turning her gaze to the window.
Outside the window, Souren Araya manipulated his barrier, intending to demolish the dilapidated building and bury Shiki within it.
But this dilapidated building had been reinforced by Shirou to be as solid as if glued with superglue. Souren Araya tried it, but he couldn't break it at all!
Everyone knew that Souren Araya was incredibly skilled with his barriers, but he couldn't fly. He could only choose freefall, and his starting point for freefall was the twentieth floor.
Many people didn't understand how tragic it was to jump from the twentieth floor. After all, jumping from the seventh or eighth floor was basically a sure death, and jumping from the twentieth floor was also a sure death. Since it was death either way, it was better to choose a lower floor, as going up would be more convenient.
Although Souren Araya had a barrier to protect himself, let's consider this: if he fell hard this time, then apart from his left hand, which could block large caliber bullets from afar and withstand a Type 38 rifle, the rest of his body would turn into dumpling filling, the kind that didn't even need to be chopped. Are you scared!
Well, there were indeed people who weren't scared.
Without a second thought, Shiki lunged out, Kanesada in hand, and stabbed Souren Araya in the abdomen, appearing ready to take his head.
"Hey, Mikiya, you know Shiki best. Do you know if she has any hobbies like bungee jumping?" Shirou's mouth twitched as he watched Souren Araya freefalling from a height in the distance.
At the beginning, you jumped from the third floor, and now, as the ending approaches, you're jumping from the twentieth floor. Is this for the beginning and ending to echo each other?
It turns out your dead personality shouldn't be called Ryougi Shiki, but Ryougi Park!
"Probably... not..." Mikiya replied uncertainly. In his heart, he was also thinking, 'Really not?'
"No!" Mikiya suddenly realized a very serious problem. His girlfriend was now bungee jumping from the twentieth floor. If she landed, she would definitely turn into dumpling filling, the kind that didn't even need to be chopped!
"Quick, save her, Emiya, that's the twentieth floor!" Mikiya said frantically to Shirou, fully demonstrating what it means to go to Emiya when there's trouble.
"Put your mind at ease, Mikiya!" Shirou said calmly to Mikiya. "Shiki will be fine."
Sister Shiki is the protagonist. If she could die from falling, then Shirou himself could try to find a block of frozen tofu and smash himself to death.
"Why?"
"You can try this: fix all four corners of a bedsheet, then lie on the bedsheet and jump from the twentieth floor. If you die from this, I'll give you a grand funeral," Shirou said.
"Then let's forget it!" Mikiya gave a dry laugh. He roughly understood what Shirou meant. That is to say, Souren Araya had a deceleration buff, which could act as a buffer and ensure he wouldn't die from the fall.
What happened next was like a scene from a movie. Shiki was stunned, holding a hilt in her hand.
Souren Araya, with a piece of sword stuck in his stomach, was waiting to die.
"It seems your barrier saved Shiki's life! You failed again this time. Why did you push yourself to this point? Why are you still so fixated on the Root?" Touko Aozaki walked over, lit a cigarette, and asked.
"It's impossible to save everyone. That was a long time ago..." In this world, many villains' initial intentions were often good. For example, being a hero of justice, world peace, and so on.
Shirou stood there, behind Touko, quietly listening to Souren Araya's speech.
Honestly, he didn't have the right to criticize Souren Araya. If he had a similar experience, he would do the same thing.
"Araya, what are you pursuing?"
"Truly wise."
"Araya, pursuing what there?"
"Only one's own heart."
"Araya, what is your goal?"
"Asking the obvious. Of course, it's this contradictory world... the end of the spiral."
Clink! The sound of metal hitting the ground signaled the end of Souren Araya's life.
Shirou had once read a passage in a book: "Appeal for confession. When one person tells another something, it is called 'telling.' When one person expresses feelings to another, it is called 'confession.' When one person expresses farewell to another, it is called 'saying goodbye.'"
Perhaps Touko's current action fell into the last category. Although Shirou was curious, he didn't ask. There was no need, and he didn't want to ask.
Moreover, compared to that question, he had a more important question he wanted to ask: "Hey, Touko, what did you mean by what you just said?"
When watching the anime in his previous life, this question had appeared in Shirou's mind. Now that he had met the real person, he had to ask, otherwise, he wouldn't feel at ease.
"You want to know?" Touko Aozaki asked in return.
"Of course! Why else would I be asking you?" Shirou shot Touko an impatient glance.
"Oh really? Then go ahead and guess by yourself!"
"I..."
Shirou was about to say something else, but a corner of a trench coat that suddenly appeared in the corner made him immediately abandon the thought.
"Touko, you and Mikiya stay here. I'm going to take care of something." With that, Shirou directly used Sonido and disappeared.
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