Shirou, wielding two lances, was driven back again and again. He really wasn't very skilled with a spear, and dual lances were even more out of the question. Although he had gained some of Diarmuid's experience after projecting the weapons, it was nowhere near enough to withstand Berserker's fierce assault.
Not to mention him—even the genuine Diarmuid probably wouldn't have had an easy time dealing with this guy.
Retreating slightly, Shirou prepared to widen the distance.
But Berserker, with his A-rank Agility, gave him no such chance and immediately closed in.
Despite being built like a mountain, he possessed such terrifying agility. Shirou felt utterly powerless.
Officer, yes, that's right, this guy! He's cheating!
But the police of this world had probably, most likely, definitely all died out, so Berserker hadn't been banned.
And he rewarded Shirou with an axe strike!
A sweeping blow!
Shirou hurriedly leaped away, only to find the Axe Sword sweeping upward. His incredible agility had effortlessly altered the weapon's trajectory, but that was exactly what Shirou wanted.
Riding the force of the Axe Sword, Shirou sprang upward and flew into the air. At last, he had opened up some distance.
A bow abruptly appeared in his hand, while Yellow Rose vanished.
Red Rose of Purification took the place of an arrow.
Drawing the bow and nocking the arrow were completed in one fluid motion. He was a hero among Archers. Every shot hit its mark—that was Shirou Emiya.
Sakura had said the same of him: as long as her senior wanted to hit something, he never missed. He only failed when he didn't want to hit. It made him a little embarrassed...
Huh?
It missed?
Shirou's eyes widened. The arrow had really failed to hit. Had he become weaker because two souls had been crammed into this body?
No, no, no, that wasn't it. It had to be because he didn't want to hit. As for why? Didn't he see Blue Lancer watching him like a tiger from outside? Of course he had to keep a few tricks in reserve, right?
Wait!
Blue Lancer?
Was that the user of the Cú Chulainn card?
He had only noticed him now. This was terrible.
"Broken Phantasm!"
Explosions were art. This move was where his title of Nuke Sword Immortal had begun!
Struck by such a move, Berserker died once again. Counting God Slayer of Hundred Beasts, this was only Berserker's second death.
Against this enemy, Shirou had exhausted every means at his disposal just to defeat him twice. When would these twelve deaths ever end?
Having spotted Blue Lancer, Sakura stepped forward and assumed a guarded stance. "I won't let you get past me and disturb Senior's battle!"
"Oh? Little girl, are you planning to fight me?" Blue Lancer laughed arrogantly, holding his spear in one hand while raising the other. "My wish is to have a fair, exhilarating battle with someone, but I have no interest in an enemy as weak as you."
A bead of sweat trickled down Sakura's face. She understood that as well.
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