Lancer saw through the agreement Shirou had kept in reserve in an instant.
Shirou's old face reddened slightly as he said,
"Sakura, have Pegasus charge through!"
"Understood, Senpai!"
"Pegasus. Medusa, huh? Heh, kid, you've got to be ruthless in life. If you don't even dare lay a hand on your allies, how can you call yourself my ally?" Lancer smiled faintly, ready to endure Berserker's attack and die alongside them once more. But at that moment, he felt his body grow light.
"Only the world may wrong me; I shall never wrong the world." Shirou lifted Lancer, tilted his body, and leaped down from Pegasus, raising his twin blades. "I'm an Ally of Justice."
Whether out of morality or personal respect, Shirou had no reason to let Lancer keep fighting in his current state.
The Spear of the Distant Land Lancer had used consumed far more magical energy than the Spear of the Distant Land. That attack alone could drain all his magical energy. If he kept fighting like this, he would be headed straight for death once his energy ran out.
Besides, this man's card was Dog Brother's. He was Luck E incarnate!
How could he be killed so easily just because the plot demanded it?!
"Please stay still and don't make things difficult for Senpai. Senpai said your magical energy is depleted, so you need to conserve your strength. Don't just die like this. If you die now, you won't be able to have a satisfying battle with Senpai." Sakura pinned the resisting Lancer onto Pegasus and guided Pegasus a little farther away, using her Mystic Eyes to pressure Berserker and support Shirou.
"Huh? Heh, not bad, girl. You found yourself a good man." Lancer narrowed his eyes and calmly began recovering his magical energy. This battle would not be easy. Taking turns fighting truly was the best choice. He had not expected that his—or rather, Cú Chulainn's wish within this body—would finally be fulfilled.
Don't die here, kid. It wasn't easy to find an evenly matched opponent and have a good, satisfying fight.
Of course, Shirou would not die here so easily. After all, he was Emiya—the legendary Red A, an Ally of Justice who had slaughtered countless cultists to kill the cult leader—in another parallel world, the same person.
"Crane Wing Unwavering Fall."
Guan Yu and Mo Ye, male blade and female blade, go!
"Heart and Skill Mount Tai Arrives."
The first pair of Guan Yu and Mo Ye had already been knocked aside. Shirou flung out Mo Ye.
The two swords complemented and supported each other. As long as one remained in his hand, the other would automatically return to it!
"Heart and Skill Yellow River Crossing."
After knocking aside the first pair of Guan Yu and Mo Ye, Berserker immediately tried to block the returning sword. But that was exactly what Shirou wanted to see.
A weakness!
"By name, depart from heaven; two heroes share a fate, apart!"
Though Guan Yu and Mo Ye had been lost to the world and he could not truly replicate them, he could still forge swords with similar concepts. Even if the inscription was missing, he could find his own technique.
This technique was called—Crane Wing Triple Strike!
On the path to becoming an Ally of Justice, Heroic Spirit Emiya had tempered himself in endless martial arts.
He had even been able to rely on close combat against Heracles and cut down six of Heracles's lives within fifteen minutes, despite such terrible base stats.
"I'll take this life of yours!"
With a flash of his blade, the remaining sword pierced Berserker's heart, taking his sixth life.
Six more times, and this pitiful man who had been turned into a puppet could finally rest in peace.
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