Shirou was surprised to discover that after the "Crimson Lotus Saintess" dissipated, the one who appeared there was not Metatron, but the girl who had lived with him for a month.
"So tired... I want to die..."
Metatron (Sloth) ignored Shirou, who had grabbed her by the shoulders, and listlessly let her head droop.
Her body was clearly filled with unprecedented power at this moment--
No, it was precisely because of this power! Possessing power itself was the greatest source of mental exhaustion!
"Shirou, carry me back... Let me sit on your shoulders..."
"Uwaaah! Why are you in such a terrible mood? Why are you glowing... Don't infect me with that kind of thing!"
"Master!"
Shirou followed Laeticia's voice and looked over, seeing the countless angels surrounding the Floating Garden.
The number of them was enough to cover the night sky.
The archangel Metatron had withdrawn, but the angel army she had summoned had not disappeared.
Not only that, the situation was even worse than imagined. The out-of-control angels had begun indiscriminate attacks. At this rate...!
"I'll repair the damaged Crown. Buy me some time."
Metatron (Sloth) summoned her throne.
Compared to the original, Sloth's throne was pitifully small, but even so, it was the last hope for stopping the rampaging angel army.
"...Understood."
Shirou nodded as he summoned the Thousand Gates Noble Phantasm.
Against an enemy in an army formation, projected Noble Phantasms were more effective than a Holy Sword. Shirou released four digits' worth of Noble Phantasms in one breath.
The angels that had just drawn near were shot down, but even more angels surged forward like a white tide. There was no sign that he could wipe them all out.
"...Tch!"
Had Little Mo and the others been fighting enemies in such numbers all this time?
Even