Shirou's Grand Heroic Saga Chapter 15

Shirou, wielding two brushes, was forced to retreat repeatedly. He truly wasn't skilled with spears, let alone dual-wielding them. Although he had some experience with Diarmuid after projecting the weapons, it wasn't nearly enough to withstand Berserker's fierce assault.

It wasn't just him; even the genuine brush-wielder would likely have trouble dealing with this guy.

Shirou retreated slightly, preparing to create some distance.

But Berserker, with A-rank Agility, didn't give him that chance, quickly closing the gap.

Despite his burly physique, he possessed such terrifying agility. Shirou felt utterly powerless.

"Officer, yes, that's right, it's this guy, he's cheating!"

But the police in this world were probably long dead. Berserker wasn't banned.

And he delivered an axe strike to Shirou!

A sweeping blow!

Shirou quickly leaped, only to find the axe-sword being flicked upwards. His immense agility had easily altered the axe-sword's trajectory, but this was exactly what he wanted.

Following the force of the axe-sword, Shirou leaped upwards, into the air. He had finally created some distance.

A bow suddenly appeared in his hand, and the Yellow Rose vanished.

The arrow was replaced by the magic-breaking Red Rose.

Drawing the bow and nocking the arrow was a seamless process, a true hero among Archers. A sure hit, this was him—Shirou Emiya.

Sakura also had an evaluation of him: as long as senior wanted to hit something, he would hit it; he would only miss when he didn't want to. Hearing that made him a little embarrassed.

Huh?

He missed?

Shirou's eyes widened. He found that the arrow had indeed missed. Had the crowding of two souls into this body made him weaker?

No, no, no, that wasn't it. It was definitely because he didn't want to hit the target. And why? Didn't he see the blue lancer eyeing him from outside? Of course, he had to keep some tricks up his sleeve, right?

Wait!

Blue lancer?

Was that the user of the Cú Chulainn Card?

He was only just realizing this now. It was truly terrible.

"Broken Phantasm!"

Explosions were art. This was the beginning of his fame as the Nuke Sword Immortal, this move!

Hit by such a move, Berserker died once more. Including God Slayer of Hundred Beasts, this was only Berserker's second death.

This enemy, Shirou could only defeat him twice using all his strength. How long would these twelve times take?

Sakura, having spotted Lancer, stepped forward and took a defensive stance: "I won't let you pass and disturb senior's fight!"

"Oh? Little girl, are you going to fight me?" Lancer laughed arrogantly, holding a spear in one hand and raising the other. "Although my wish is to have a fair and square battle with someone, I have no interest in fighting a weak opponent like you."

Sakura broke out in a light sweat. She understood that too.