Jobless Reincarnation: Emiya the Great Hero Must Show His True Skills

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His trump cards, the Golden Sword of Certain Victory and the Dream Summoning, will have to be used if necessary!

"Heh, even after knowing the situation, you still have no fear?"

"To have such a mindset at such a young age, if you were allowed to live today, the world would surely have another Sword Saint or even Sword King."

"We brothers never let a tiger return to the mountain!"

"Today is your death day!"

The twin brothers, Nakurjad and Nakurjad, took turns speaking, striking a very skillful symmetrical pose.

"When we're alone, we're only half-baked."

"Only when there are two people can stand alone."

"Therefore, it's two against one."

"We can't say we're despicable."

The two brothers looked at Shirou with pity and smiled, "Just consider yourself pitiful for encountering an opponent of Sword King level. Don't come complaining to us brothers after you die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Nakurjad brothers sprang into action, drawing their longswords in almost perfect unison and launching an attack on Shirou from two different directions.

Although it is clearly two weapons slashing from different directions, the movements are so fluid and consistent that it gives the impression that one person is wielding the sword!

Seeing this, Luke couldn't help but close his eyes; he no longer dared to look at the outcome.

That was destined to be a tragedy!

"Ding,"

However, the imagined sound of swords tearing through flesh did not occur.

What resounded throughout the venue was the clang of metal clashing against metal.

"What!?"

Luke and Nakuljad both showed expressions of surprise.

Because in the instant Shirou faced Nakurjad, he suddenly raised his right hand and, relying on sword magic, created a second weapon, using dual swords to block Nakurjad's two attacks.

At the same time, Shirou had fully realized the strength of the two brothers.

Although they were all only Northern Saints, their combined strength was almost enough to reach the threshold of the King level.

Even though Shirou now wields the quasi-Light Blade, it is practically impossible for him to fight a quasi-Northern King.

The current situation leaves him no room for leniency.

Only by going all out can we have a chance to survive!

In an instant, Shirou abandoned all other thoughts and chose to fully activate the magic circuits on his right arm.

He had no intention of using Dream Summoning because he didn't want to become a wanted criminal of the kingdom unless absolutely necessary, as that would be the worst-case scenario.

Therefore, even if using the magic circuits would further lead to being corrupted by the Heroic Spirit Emiya, he had no choice but to use this ability from the Heroic Spirit!

"!!!"

The moment the brilliance of the twenty-eight magic circuits burst forth, Shirou did not project any images, but instead chose to use the magic circuits to strengthen his body!

At the same time, Shirou no longer hesitated, abandoning the two swords in his hands and instead taking out the weapon wrapped in cloth on his back.

"Wow!"

The moment the cloth covering the weapon was lifted, a golden longsword appeared in his hand, the patterns on the blade surging with passion as magic flowed.

Even without any magic infused into it, the golden sword exuded an indescribable oppressive force.

"Projection, loading!"

Shirou had no time to waste. In order to fight against the two Northern Saints, he directly chose the projection technique, attaching the sword skills of the owner of the golden sword to himself.

That was the swordsmanship of King Arthur, Artoria, the owner of this invincible golden sword!

Chapter 162 Wind King's Iron Hammer.

A special technique from the Heroic Spirit Emiya: Projection Loading.

This is an ability that Shirou Emiya gained after developing his projection power to its fullest potential.

Its creation is based on the memories of the original owner of the Noble Phantasm that were incidentally obtained when the Noble Phantasm was projected.

As the saying goes, memory is the crystallization of the soul, a fusion of will and skill.

While Shirou Emiya's projection can only acquire some of the memories from its original owner, as long as he masters those memories, the soul contained within them will temporarily attach itself to Shirou, allowing him to master abilities that should not belong to him and that are difficult to learn later in life.

Previously, when he faced the water goddess Reda, he projected the Swallow Return from the Heroic Spirit Sasaki Kojiro, which was a technique he used.

Even though Shirou himself had never learned the Swallow Return technique, and had never even used Sasaki Kojiro's weapon.

However, once the projection is loaded, he will be able to acquire the skills from Sasaki Kojiro, and even master the other party's Swallow Return that allows him to enter the realm of gods.

Similarly, when Shirou once slew the red dragon, a projection appeared of the great hero Hercules shooting down a hundred heads.

Even though Shirou had never learned or studied the use of these weapons, he could integrate these techniques from the heroes into his own martial arts simply by projecting and loading them.

Of course, Shirou was well aware that all of this was just a false display of martial arts, a temporary possession of Heroic Spirit power.

Once this battle is over, these seemingly insignificant techniques will all vanish into nothingness.

However, this time the situation is different.

When Shirou projected the Golden Sword of Invincibility, he found the situation quite strange, and a situation arose that surprised and even confused him.

It was clearly a skill he had never mastered before; it was swordsmanship from King Arthur, Artoria.

The moment the projection filled him, Shirou inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity, and his body even instinctively began to move.

This familiar feeling initially made Shirou feel somewhat uncomfortable, and he found it very difficult to understand.

But he quickly realized the truth.

The reason why he was so familiar with Artoria's swordsmanship, and even felt a deep sense of familiarity the moment the projection was loaded, was because in Emiya's memories, Artoria had learned swordsmanship from him when she was young.

It could even be said that Emiya's swordsmanship was developed by gradually refining it based on Artoria's swordsmanship.

In addition, the swordsmanship that Shirou learned after coming to this world is essentially similar to Artoria's swordsmanship.

As King Arthur, Artoria's sword light is like a lightning bolt. Although it does not reach the exaggerated absolute speed of the Sword God style, it is still a technique released based on high-speed slashing.

Of course, Artoria's physical body is strong enough that she can generate an impact force like a ferocious dragon with just the magic she releases. This allows her to completely abandon some of her pure skills and release a sword at the speed of light, even relying on her physical instincts.

This skill, to some extent, also gave Shirou some inspiration.

This made him realize that achieving true light sword might not rely on pure martial arts skills and techniques.

Sometimes, taking shortcuts is a viable approach.

"..."

The instant Shirou drew his invincible golden sword and completed the projection loading, Nakur and Jade, in the distance, simultaneously showed expressions of tension.

Neither of the brothers understood why they had suddenly become so anxious.

Even though they were facing a high-level swordsman of the Sword God style who hadn't even fully mastered the Light Blade, and despite talking about being a half-step Sword Saint, they had never really taken Shirou seriously.

But right now, Shirou is giving off a noticeably strange vibe.

Despite no apparent changes in his body, still appearing as an unremarkable, frail-looking boy, he exuded an inexplicable and undeniable pressure.

Especially the golden sword in the opponent's hand, although it was a weapon never seen before, and more like a pure decoration than a weapon for combat.

When Konakul and Jad saw the sword, they instinctively felt a piercing pain.

"elder brother……"

Judd looked at his brother, a look of doubt creeping across his face.

Of the two brothers, Judd was clearly the more rational one, the one who had a better grasp of the battlefield situation. The moment he sensed something was wrong, he felt the urge to retreat and flee the battlefield.

As the saying goes, "Where there's life, there's hope."

They don't actually need to fight Shirou right now. They can simply escape with Princess Ariel, take her to a secluded place, and complete Darius's orders to achieve victory.

However, Nakur was clearly not as conservative as Jade; he didn't take Shirou seriously at all.

Even if the other party has a strange weapon that looks slightly different, so what?

Isn't he still just a half-step sword saint who hasn't even mastered the complete Light Blade?

Nakur and Jad are both genuine Northern Saints, and the two brothers working together can even rival ordinary King-level powerhouses.

He didn't think there was anything to fear about Shirou alone.

"Don't be afraid, little brother, let's take him down together!"

"..."

Judli was somewhat helpless about Nakur's reaction, but he did not refute it.

After all, he himself had some doubts about his intuition and didn't quite understand why they had anything to fear about Shirou, who was only a half-step sword saint.

Sometimes, intuition isn't necessarily right.

It still depends on the actual on-the-spot response.

"—!"

Then, Nakur and Jade, the two Northern Kings, attacked Shirou again, each wielding a weapon and exuding the oppressive aura of a ronin who had tasted blood on their blades.

Seeing this, Shirou put aside his thoughts for the moment, as he was getting used to the unique feel of the Golden Sword of Victory and the rhythm of its magical transmission.

Upon witnessing this scene, Luke instinctively felt worried for Shirou.

He now deeply realized his powerlessness and incompetence, unable to participate even in the slightest way in a battle of this magnitude.

Let alone helping Shirou, he is far from capable of even seeing the details of the battle clearly.

Luke grew up as a nobleman and was proud of his noble status.

It can be said that he grew up under the spotlight and high expectations.

Because of his noble status, he had never suffered much hardship or faced life-or-death challenges. Even becoming a mid-level swordsman was something he had been praised by many.

At the time, he really thought he was strong enough, and that becoming an intermediate swordsman was enough to be considered a genius.

But this idea persisted until now, when this battle between true geniuses erupted before him, and Luke realized how insignificant he was, like a frog in a well.

Describing him as foolish and dull-witted is far too apt.

Even Luke himself almost couldn't help but smile wryly.

Because the gap between reality and ideals was too great, he no longer had any other thoughts. He could only keep praying in his heart that Shirou could win and save Ariel!

"..."

As the saying goes, preparations for battle often require lengthy descriptions.

However, the process of fighting usually only lasts for a moment.

Nakur and Jad, the two Northern Saints, launched a surprise attack in a moment that caught everyone off guard. The two brothers each launched their attacks with completely different, yet rhythmically distinct, actions.

Nakur charged at Shirou head-on, displaying his upright Hokami-ryu swordsmanship, determined to fight Shirou to the death.

But Jad followed Nakur closely in his shadow and suddenly launched a surprise attack, smashing out several black beads.

The jet-black bead is a concealed weapon filled with ink. If the opponent tries to block it, even if they manage to block the attack, their vision will be obscured by the ink that splatters out.

At that time, Nakur, who is fighting head-on, can easily launch an offensive and win the battle with his Saint-level Northern God Style swordsmanship.

The Nakurjad brothers' combination technique is so perfect that they have never tasted defeat.

They are confident.

Let alone opponents of the same level, even a master of the king level would not be able to withstand their insidious combo.

Shirou, a mere half-step sword saint, has no chance of survival.

"Snapped!"

The jet-black bead sliced ​​through the air and hurtled toward Shirou.

Meanwhile, Nakur's actions followed closely, and an explosion could erupt at any moment.

Faced with this desperate double attack, Shirou obviously couldn't do anything beyond common sense. He could only make the same choice as most people: use his sword to block the ink orb and fight Nakur while his vision was restricted.

Making such a choice is essentially tantamount to suicide.