This answer delighted Alaya. She quickly snapped her fingers, bathing Shirou and his car in white light. "Stand still in there. I'll send you back soon."
Shirou closed his eyes, blinked, and suddenly, he and his car had returned to the surface of Earth.
To his utter surprise, he materialized right behind Rider, Caster, Illya, and Gudako.
The cars raced down the track, but Shirou had almost no time left.
There were less than a hundred meters to the finish line, and Rider, Caster, Illya, and Gudako were already extremely close to it.
In pursuit of victory, they stopped at nothing, each displaying their own tricks to gain even a little more ground.
For instance, Illya pulled out a card and conjured the Curry Stick.
Caster brought out an absurdly long magical tool.
Rider could only have Lord El-Melloi II hold his short sword and hook forward.
Gudako had it even worse. She could only rely on her invincible iron fists.
It wasn't that he had little time left—he had no time at all!
Shirou felt like a corpse already.
Could it be that after leading for the first two-thirds of this Holy Grail Grand Prix, he would have to concede because Gilgamesh had screwed him over and sent him to the Sea of Stars?
No. That wasn't Shirou's style.
"Give up." Gilgamesh revealed a mysterious smile. Everything was within his calculations. The timing was just perfect.
But Shirou loved telling self-righteous people no.
Come on, this is my final projection!
Traceon!
Come forth, the sword over a hundred meters long—the Mountain-Slaying Sword!
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Also known as The Invincible Life of a Second Rebirth or What to Do When a Transmigrator's System Explodes.
The young man was a transmigrator. During an accident, he traveled