Shirou's Grand Heroic Saga Chapter 28

"Are you interfering with our battle?" Lancer asked loudly from the sky. "If so, we're ready for you anytime."

"I'm not interfering, I'm replacing. Understand? The Berserker participating in this Holy Grail War has been swapped out."

Swapped out? Is that even possible?

Shirou glanced at Brother B, who was still crackling with electricity. But Brother B still had five lives left! Did Mjolnir take out five lives with one blow?

Was the "one sword, seven kills" technique being used again?

Shirou felt he needed to calm down. While such direct swaps had happened before, wasn't this enemy in front of him a bit too strong?

A divine Heroic Spirit, Thor, who theoretically shouldn't have been summonable, had actually appeared. Just by wielding the Noble Phantasm Mjolnir, Shirou could confirm this.

A Card of Assassin quietly appeared in his hand.

If, by any chance, he really couldn't win, he would have to summon King Hassan. Although his magic would be rapidly depleted, he could at least contend with the enemy.

"Who are you?" Shirou stalled for time.

"Since you've sincerely asked, I'll graciously tell you—"

"I am Beatrice Flower Child! The unprecedentedly beautiful young girl doll of the Einzbern family! Please take care of me from now on!"

After speaking, Beatrice struck a pose with her left hand, placing it by her face to appear cute.

But Shirou wasn't buying it at all, because the girl before him...

"From now on, please, take care of..."

The girl named Beatrice charged at Shirou, shouting, "me!"

"Traceon! Fake Projection: Hundred Bullet Requiem!"

Two massive weapons clashed violently, sparking. The powerful impact sent Shirou sliding back nearly half a meter, while Beatrice lightly hopped back.

A bead of cold sweat trickled down his forehead.

Projection Magic at his level could project the experience of using the projected object, and even its Strength. Heracles' Strength was A, meaning his own Strength was also A. Dropping one rank, his Strength should be at least B.

Beatrice's Strength was at least one rank higher than his.

"With your strength, you intend to participate in the Holy Grail War? And you even dare to try and seize the Holy Grail for Lord Julian?" Beatrice taunted, launching another attack at Shirou.

Those with absolute strength always disdained technique. With overwhelming power, even the most sophisticated techniques were useless.

But that only held true when the gap in strength was too vast.

Beatrice was an excellent candidate as a participant, both in terms of her Magic Circuits and the amount of Magic she possessed.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to control the Card of Berserker Thor.

And because of that—she neglected the training of technique!

He took a step back with his right foot, steadied his mind, crouched slightly, and stabilized his center.

Right hand—raised!

Left hand—assisting!