Watching Iskandar pass away, Shirou dragged Frostmourne down the aisle in front of Webber.
"Hey, Webber. Do you want to avenge Rider?"
"If you take action, I will die."
Webber was uncharacteristically quiet this time, as if Iskandar's few words gave him strength.
"Indeed, as long as we fight with swords, we must be prepared to lose our lives. Only two of the people we attacked survived."
"In this case, I can't take action against you, because my king's destiny is that I must survive!"
"Ha!" The corners of Shirou's mouth raised slightly under the helmet, "In that case, I will show you a way. Go back to Clock Tower and find a way to get the modern classroom. Believe me, your life will be brilliant because of this."
If it's a stomachache, it's beyond my control.
"Don't bother," Webber's familiar voice sounded from the side, but this time there was no harshness in the voice.
"Webber Velvet, I think your paper is very insightful. If you are interested in coming to our El-Melloi, I can consider setting up a classroom for you."
"Kenneth... but didn't you mean-"
"It seems that you are not as smart as I thought. In the noble Clock Tower, writing that kind of argument is no different from seeking death. Don't you even understand this?"
"Is... is that so?"
Webber lowered his head and thought, Shirou looked at the person coming. "You haven't left yet?"
"Because of the gas explosion, my flight was postponed. But it doesn't matter, I can still bring back a potential student. Although Magecraft's qualifications are terrible, I believe that after me, he will make waves for Clock Tower!"
Not many people can be praised like Kenneth, Webber is one of them.
"Wait a minute!"
Just when Kenneth was about to take Webber back to the airport, Shirou stopped him.
"Do you have any other advice?"
"Two years later, White Winged Ancestor, one of Twenty-Seven Ancestors, has a high probability of appearing in Clock Tower, and Buffilo Family from your El-Melloi camp will join White Winged Ancestor."
"!!!"
Kenneth opened his eyes wide. El-Melloi belonged to the aristocratic faction that is Bartholomello. The news about White Winged Ancestor was almost a signal of battle for Bartholomello. I believe Bartholomello is also willing to pay a certain price for this information.
"Really? Thank you very much, Your Excellency."
Kenneth left, but someone did not leave.
"Why, your taste has begun to decline. Can even this kind of bland plot make you feel happy, Gilgamesh?"
The golden Heroic Spirit appeared on the torii of the mountain gate. He came a few degrees closer to Iskandar, but he just didn't show up.
"Don't get too carried away, fake! I admit that you have the power to be on par with me, but this is not your arrogance!"
Golden light flashes with the sky, and hundreds of Noble Phantasm appear together, reflecting the sky with the color of gold.
"Don't be too crazy, Golden Flash. Don't get carried away and get your arm chopped off again!"
Shirou Projection produces Noble Phantasm of the same specification and quantity, which offsets the Gate of Babylon salvo of Gilgamesh.
Inherent Skill can no longer be used. The current Gilgamesh is not the arrogant maniac in fsn. Although he is still arrogant, Shirou is not the weak young hero, but a strong man like a monster, who is enough for Gilgamesh to pull out the treasure EA.
After the bombardment between Noble Phantasm, Shirou activated the photon gun and came to Gilgamesh's side. Frostmourne will look at his head every time.
The latter pulled out an ax from Noble Phantasm and touched it with the magic sword in Shirou's hand.
"What, you guy can actually fight in close combat?"
Shirou complained casually, Frostmourne He swung back, the cold air spread out, and the ice sword that condensed tens of meters was about to sweep across.
Gilgamesh opened the door behind you, and a giant sword full of age flew out of the door, smashing Shirou's ice sword.
"Hmph! This king is omnipotent!"
"Tsk tsk tsk, just blow it!"
Quickly retreating to open a distance, a huge skeleton appeared behind him, and spit out a shot of Cero with the equivalent of several tons in front of him.
Cero hit the Gilgamesh position firmly, in the smoke and dust. According to the law of smoke without harm, Gilgamesh is probably nothing.
Suddenly, when a row of Noble Phantasm passed through the smoke and dust, Gilgamesh appeared intact in front of Shirou.
Ajax's shield is the prototype of the seven-legged circle covered by the sky.
Gilgamesh Shirou is not surprised at all that there is such a thing, after all, it is Gilgamesh.
Facing your Noble Phantasm bombing, Projection is definitely too late. Shirou hurriedly avoided the attacks of these Noble Phantasm, then took a roundabout way and approached Gilgamesh.
The axes in the hands of Frostmourne and Gilgamesh collided, and the cold air released froze a piece of frozen soil behind Shirou.
A row of Noble Phantasm shot down diagonally from above. At a glance, there was no one with a level lower than A. Cursing the big dog in his heart, Shirou quickly backed away. Getting hit by those things is no joke.
"You're quite capable, you're a fake. That's the end of it!"
The door opened at Gilgamesh's hand. Different from the past, this time the handle was exposed first. Gilgamesh grabbed the hilt of the "sword" and pulled it out.
"I..."
Shirou looked at the things in Gilgamesh's hands, feeling troubled and unable to explain. Didn't you agree to be arrogant? Why did you pull out EA and prepare to go big?
Just like Shirou, Artoria was on another battlefield. She felt like she was going crazy.
The Berserker on the opposite side had no idea what it was, and it just changed into Noble Phantasm by touching it.
What I want more is what the other party has in his hand - M134 Minigun!
As an upgraded version of the Nanhai Wujitlin Bodhisattva, that thing is simply amazing!
While slapping, Artoria's Wangwei told her that it was time for supper. You can't blame her. These days, Shirou has done a good job in feeding. If there is no war, there will be no meal left in the day.
And now it's nine-thirty in the evening, which is supper time.
In a daze, Artoria suddenly thought of the reason why the cook placed the battlefield on Ryuudou Temple:
"The floors of Ryuudou Temple are the hardest things I have ever seen. They have withstood Attila's Tear Star railgun, and they have also taken on Arjuna's Pashupata. Starting a war here can minimize losses."
Thinking of this, Artoria realized.
She inserted the sword into the crack of the bricks, forcibly pulled a brick from the ground and pulled it out, leaning on the brick to push forward against the barrage.
First, he slashed the Vulcan cannon in Lancelot's hand with one sword, then he raised the sword and looked at his head.
Artoria was stunned by the white sword falling from his empty hand. Does this guy know how long his sword is? Is he really a Berserker?