Shirou's Grand Heroic Saga Chapter 20

This fake priest looks quite respectable, I never expected him to be so depraved.

"Just some precious magical materials, hmm? You don't like it?"

Shirou, stuffed full, walked down the street, supported by Sakura.

In winter, even on a snowy day, Shirou didn't feel cold!

Because there was Mapo Tofu!

Snowflakes that landed on Shirou's hood melted into water within seconds, even evaporating. The combat power of Mapo Tofu had already broken through the heavens.

"Today, I will end the Holy Grail War!"

"Senpai, are you alright? Are you getting drunk from eating Mapo Tofu?" Sakura asked worriedly, supporting Shirou, but she suddenly felt a sense of danger and looked ahead.

Wearing a tattered, tight blue outfit, this person was Lancer!

"Hey kid up ahead, are you drunk like this? You look truly ugly." The red spear tip pointed at Shirou, and Lancer mocked him.

"Lancer? So you finally escaped Berserker's interception?" Shirou looked up, observing the tattered blue lancer in the tight outfit. "I thought you would obediently become Berserker's Noble Phantasm."

"What was his real name again?" Shirou mumbled, his mind not quite clear.

"The Spinning Blue Lancer!" Sakura added.

"Mhm, Blue Lancer, what do you want to say to me, a Noble Phantasm?"

"Tch... I came to find you to seek help, or rather, an alliance." Lancer gritted his teeth and said, "Let's take down Berserker together!"

"Oh no, a Noble Phantasm is rebelling against its Master!"

"Shut up, be serious!"

"Hmph, we don't trust puppets, get lost!"

Lancer clutched his heart, feeling the critical hit. "Can you not be so blunt when you speak?"

"Didn't you tell me to be direct?" Shirou felt that everyone these days spoke in such a flamboyant way. Wasn't he speaking more seriously as instructed? How unyielding. "Or are you angry with the Berserker card holder now, so you're going to backstab your puppet ally?"

Hearing this, Lancer's expression turned uncertain. He lowered his head and pleaded, "It's not like that. I'm merely seeking his release. Puppets are products of the Einzberns replacing souls into the bodies of the deceased. You should know this, right? He was my good friend in life, and I'm asking for his death on his behalf."

Seeing the suspicious looks from Shirou and Sakura, Lancer continued, "Although I am also a puppet, my soul was greatly diminished when it was replaced into this body. After using the card, Lancer, in a sense, is me, having organized the remaining soul. In reality, I am equivalent to a Heroic Spirit manifesting in the mortal world, but with the memories of the human part. That Berserker card holder was his best friend in life, and I want to help him fulfill this humble wish. Also, to show my sincerity, I'll tell you my true name—Cú Chulainn."

"Child of Light?" Sakura couldn't help but ask in surprise. After all, she grew up in a family of mages and understood the meaning of this name.

"Indeed, girl, it seems you're quite knowledgeable, hahaha, even in this far eastern country, people know my great name?" Cú Chulainn laughed heartily.

"Don't talk to her, you human-shaped artillery, hmm, dog." Shirou said warily. That big dog is one of the Harem Kings. He's pulled in princesses, queens of death, and queens of enemy nations into his harem. The quality is quite terrifying.

Lancer pouted. "If I didn't think you were qualified to be my ally, I would have killed you right now."

"Then let's go." Shirou wasn't worried. At worst, he could summon King Hassan and then go home to rest for a couple of days. Overloading his magic circuits was just a temporary setback. That big dog was also an enemy on his path to obtaining the Holy Grail.

"Hearing you say that, it seems you're also a passionate warrior. How about we have a passionate battle! No, that's not good. Let's postpone that and discuss how to deal with Berserker first?" Lancer pondered for a moment and gave up the idea of fighting now. As a Heroic Spirit, his wish could always be fulfilled, but the summoner's remaining soul might not live much longer.

"You probably can't beat me, right?" Shirou retorted without holding back. After all, in parallel worlds, Shirou was stabbed in the heart by this blue lancer every time he appeared. It felt good to get revenge verbally now.