Chapter 696
Unlike the real world where one collects the king's "spirit," "soul," and "body," this scenario world seems to be a different setting altogether.
The village's goal is to create Artoria the Miko, who can assist the Eternal King and fight against the witch Morgan.
As for their method, they used the power of the Holy Lance Rhongomyniad to first create half of the Miko, who was the "ideal" of the Artoria the Miko.
The remaining half uses the village's divine child, Gray, who is the "truth" of the Artoria the Miko.
Finally, combining these two elements results in a theoretically perfect finished product.
Is Gray inside you right now?
Shirou was still somewhat incredulous and confirmed it again.
"That's not accurate. I am her, and she is me—we are now one."
"My king, my fusion with Gray is complete."
"From now on, use me as you please; this is a wish we both share."
"... Alright, Artoria, I'll ask you something."
Shirou took a deep breath.
He referred to her as Artoria and acknowledged that she was Artoria.
This is certainly true, for she is the very form that the Goddess Rhongomyniad Artoria of.
Not as the king of Britain, but as a knight and a Miko, she dreams of saving Britain alongside Shirou.
"Are you really—are you truly willing to merge with Gray?"
She answered Shirou's question without the slightest hesitation.
"Certainly."
The Artoria the Miko said matter-of-factly, "I am the weapon that was recreated and preserved for this purpose."
Gray certainly had a will; she gave her all out of a willingness to sacrifice herself—but I'm different.
My king, you seem to believe that the will of weapons has value, but please do not place such expectations in me.
The Corpse King coldly asserted this—
"That's a lie."
"..."
"Whether it's Gray or you, you both have your own sense of self."
Shirou stared at her familiar face and said, "When I called you by the name 'Artoria,' you wavered slightly, didn't you?"
"...!!"
Leinys saw that the Miko's calm yet cold beauty was distorted.
When Shirou exposed her lie, she revealed emotions similar to those of a human for the first time.
"I'm going to separate you from Gray."
As Shirou said this, he raised his left hand—and a strangely shaped short blade appeared in his palm through Projection Magic.
Erosion Blade Gold Magic Crest capable of separating the soul and spirit from the body.
Although the settings here have changed, it's just a script setting that "Logos React" added on its own.
What about ideals and reality? All that fancy talk... it's just the same thing as the clear distinction between mind and body!
Without thinking twice, Shirou grabbed his short sword and charged towards the Artoria the Miko.
At the same time, an unbelievable amount of magic gathered around the Artoria the Miko.
The dark and magnificent magical wind transformed into a tornado, solidifying in her hand.
It was a jet-black gun, with several fang-like crimson thorns extending from its decorations.
Despite its striking appearance, it was undoubtedly the Holy Lance Rhongomyniad.
Even if you are my master, you cannot be allowed to damage this body at will.
The Artoria the Miko stopped using telepathy and instead spoke with her lips—a sign that she had entered a state of combat readiness.
"Very well... my king, let me prove my worth with my strength!"
"That suits me perfectly. Having that face would be very bothersome for me if I didn't fight back."
Shirou's lips curled up slightly, and he smiled happily.
A skeleton soldier stood in Shirou's way, but he easily crushed its skull with his elbow.
One after another, bone soldiers emerged, oblivious to any romantic gestures, and stood between him and the Artoria the Miko.
"Ugh... so annoying."
The reason Shirou hasn't used the high-powered Light Cannon yet is because he's currently underground.
Unlike the previous projector that absorbed human spirits, this script world directly interferes with the original body.
If Light Cannon are unleashed indiscriminately underground, they could potentially harm the villagers on the surface.
"In that case..."
Shirou focused his mind while dodging the attacks of the skeleton soldiers.
He continued to grip the "Erosion Blade Gold" in his left hand while simultaneously spreading the five fingers of his right hand.
"Projection, begin (Trace On)."
It was a blade that shone with a sacred golden light.
A weapon with fine purple lightning crackling around its gold surface, exuding a sense of sacred solemnity.
The weapon used by the chief god and war god in Indian Mythology--
Its name became widespread and was used to describe something strong and powerful, becoming a religious object such as the single-pronged pestle and the three-pronged pestle.
Shirou channeled magical power into the vajra in his hand, and countless bolts of lightning burst forth, piercing through all the skeleton soldiers blocking his path.
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The two Holy Lance clashed repeatedly.
The red-haired King of Knights emitted a pale light from his hands.
The grey-haired Miko swept away the Black Holy Lance covered in thorns.
By the time Leinys came to her senses, their battle had already begun.
She didn't even see how the two of them created distance or how they got into position.
Leinys had observed as much as she could, but she still couldn't catch their movements during the fight, let alone provide Magecraft support.
Faced with such intensity, the more I used my Mystic Eyes, the more disoriented I felt.
All she remembered Shirou picking up a twig from the ground.
It was an ordinary, withered branch, but then this unremarkable branch emitted a pale light—
That was the only color that could rival the Black Holy Lance.
"------!!"
Two enormous, similar yet repulsive energies intertwine within the Catacombs.
The blonde girl was utterly shocked.
Gray... she can actually fight on par with Shirou... no, she successfully suppressed him!?
Even considering Shirou's concerns about the village directly above him, which limited his damage output, it still seemed incredible.
Has Gray become this powerful after the fusion...?
No, this feeling, could it be!?
Noticing the sweat beading on Shirou's forehead, the glistening droplets sliding down his cheeks, Leinys seemed to understand something—a flash of insight connected all the clues in her mind.
This is the script world created by "Logos React".
Therefore, it is only natural that there would be an absolute rule called "World Correction".
Just as all stories must follow a predetermined script, this world also operates according to certain pre-set rules.
Like Shirou Leinys from the outside of this world; he is an alien being who should not exist in this world.
Leinys had her "Volumen hydrargyrum" confiscated upon entering; it was her most powerful Magic Crest, and losing it greatly reduced her combat power.
Shirou, however, seemed unaffected, still able to use Projection Magic and various Noble Phantasm freely.
However, in reality, Shirou was not weakened; he gained another World Correction ability—
That is, as Miko born "to become the strongest weapon worthy of the King (Shirou)," she was given a performance bonus that "can always be slightly better than the King (Shirou)."
Currently, Gray's stats alone are probably even higher than Shirou's.
The reason Shirou was able to maintain the balance of power was entirely due to his greater combat experience.
His Instinct, honed through countless battlefields, allows him to find a balance even when at a disadvantage.
"... Truly worthy of being my king."
The Artoria the Miko let out a heartfelt sigh.
She is the ultimate humanoid weapon burdened with a mission that surpasses even the Holy Sword and the Holy Lance; no human being can stand against her.
However, Shirou managed to hold his own against her using only a fake Holy Lance.
"There's no reason for the user to lose to a weapon, is there?" Shirou said with a relaxed smile.
The Artoria the Miko retorted, "No... a weapon is meaningless if it's not stronger than its master!"
As she spoke so calmly in a low voice, the Black Holy Lance in her hand pierced sharply through the void.
This time, a black magical wind sliced through Shirou's arm.
The boy dodged the attack, but the simulated Holy Lance in his hand shattered.
Before the real Rhongomyniad, the Light of the End emitted by the twig was so utterly vulnerable.
Shirou jumped backward, creating distance between himself and the Artoria the Miko.
"Bring forth the true holy sword, my king. I will prove to you that I am King Arthur's strongest weapon."
"There's no need for that. This is enough to deal with you."
As Shirou spoke, he drew his belt, folded it, and it transformed back into the hazy shape of the Holy Lance.
"Since that's the case... then experience my true power with your body."
As the Artoria the Miko spoke, she raised her hand.
The pitch-black Rhongomyniad was raised high.
Centered on the tip of the spear, terrifying magic began to spiral.
It was probably several times more powerful than the pure black torrent of magic that appeared when the jet-black spear materialized earlier.
"... Holy Lance, pull anchor."
Just two words filled Leinys with unimaginable terror.
The overwhelming magic rendered her immobile, leaving her only able to bite her lip.
This is... a battle at the level of Heroic Spirit!?
Shirou, you've been fighting monsters like this for ten years?
As Magecraft and a member of a branch family of one of the Twelve Lords of the Clock Tower, Leinys has witnessed many mysteries to date.
But none of them could compare to that jet-black gun.
That's Noble Phantasm.
The reason why Heroic Spirit are Heroic Spirit is an extraordinary fantasy recorded in Human History.
And that one shines in a special position among them--
Legend has it that King Arthur's Holy Lance was anchored to the Tower of the End the earth by the Physical Laws.