Why! Why! Why!
Why!!!
The four consecutive questions of "why" gave Shinji an indescribable feeling in his heart.
The overwhelming obsession, the all-consuming emotion that was almost equivalent to one's life, not only temporarily suppressed the "black hand's" assimilation magic and weakened the energy, but also gave the young man unparalleled pressure.
At that moment, the boy could no longer answer, ridicule or make fun of her in a joking, playful, teasing or joyful manner as he did before.
Did I go too far in the past? I knew she was a tsundere and didn't act frankly, but I still provoked her again and again.
The moment he met those determined, even tearful eyes, Shinji swallowed the answer that was on the tip of his tongue.
Why? — What why
Why can you still block it? —Because I am strong enough.
Why is the gap so big? —Because what I have experienced is beyond your imagination.
Why can't I reach you even though I've tried so hard? - Because I'm a time traveler, I've got some cheats!
There's nothing wrong with saying this kind of thing normally. At most it will make Rin mad, her hair stand on end, and she'll do anti-gravity twin tails.
But if I tell it now, it will probably leave her with indelible scars for the rest of her life, and even worse, it may affect her future.
He obviously possesses such an outstanding talent and works so hard to reach a height that would take his parallel self a long time to reach. It would be such a sin if it were destroyed in his own hands.
He sighed deeply, and the black curse wrapped around his right arm slowly faded away. He gently touched the girl's forehead with his right hand and responded with a sincere voice: "You have touched me."
The next second, a cloud of blood suddenly exploded from Shinji's back, and then blood spurted out like a fountain.
Seeing this scene, Rin breathed a sigh of relief yet confusion. His whole body lost all strength and fell to the ground, like a rubber band that was stretched to its limit and suddenly broke.
Shinji ignored his own injuries, took two steps forward, held up the unconscious girl, and let her lean against his chest in a relatively less uncomfortable position.
He did not lie, nor did he show any so-called "condescending" pity.
The "touch" in the words and the injuries behind them are all real, and they are all earned by Toosaka Rin's own efforts.
The final blow not only contained Rin's painstaking calculations, but also used three different applications of the "second magic".
What disappeared from Shinji's sight was "space transfer".
The next one sword turns into three is "Multi-dimensional Twists".
What finally injured Shinji and caused blood to spurt from his back was the most basic effect of the jewel sword, which was to extract the maximum amount of magic power from the parallel world, gather it, and then explode it.
That was the most powerful blow Rin had delivered since the start of the war. Not only did it penetrate Shinji's "Vajra Left Arm", but even the "third magic" that was secretly activated to strengthen the body could not block it, and it directly penetrated his entire left arm.
Without the enhancement of the "third magic", how could he have avoided the almost endless and uninterrupted bombardment of the gem sword time and time again, and how could he have deflected Rin's fatal blow with his back turned.
That was the trump card that Shinji had been hiding to deal with Scathach. Being able to force him to this point, doesn't it count as touching it
"Rin, you are really outstanding. I have a new respect for you. It was my fault to underestimate you before. I apologize."
At this time, a familiar voice sounded in the sky.
"Then I can leave without any worries."
It's Gilgamesh.
Looking up, I found that the man who could be called the proudest man in history had become so miserable for the first time.
His signature golden armor was gone, his shirt inside was tattered, and his entire body was covered in blood, which was spilling out along with the fragments of his spirit. If he were an ordinary Servant, he would have been dead long ago. The reason he was still alive was because he was constantly pouring potions into his mouth to support his collapsing spirit base.
"Where is the master? How is he?" Shinji asked hurriedly.
He was a little panicked. These two were known to be omnipotent beings, so it was not surprising that the fight lasted for days and nights, so how could it end so quickly
"I'm here."
The voice was as intellectual and calm as always, but this time, Shinji heard a different kind of weakness in it.
Following the sound, I saw that it was indeed the case.
Scathach didn't have as many wounds as Gilgamesh, only one, a head-sized hole in the chest and abdomen. But because there was no bleeding, it didn't look that miserable.
But this is only temporary. Shinji, who is very familiar with his master, can see at a glance that she is holding on to her last breath with "Battle Continuation".
"Master!" Shinji instinctively mobilized his magic power, and the azure light of his soul spread outward like a tide, which was a sign that the "third magic" was being fully exerted.
Although he didn't know whether the "third magic" he mastered could save Scathach's soul base that was about to collapse, he didn't want to give up. He didn't want to let the scene ten years ago happen again, and watch his master "die" in front of his eyes again. As long as there is a possibility, he will try his best.
However, Scathach stopped him, just as she had done ten years ago.
"Don't worry about me, just heal yourself first."
"Master, are you yourself again—"
"No, I didn't give up this time. The King of Heroes and I both tried our best and got this result."
"That's right, boy." Gilgamesh replied, "Your teacher and I do have other considerations, but this duel is not fake. To say more would be an insult to you and me."
"What's the result?" Shinji asked.
"A draw is the most likely outcome as expected." Gilgamesh said calmly. He completely accepted this outcome without any dissatisfaction.
Scathach was the same: "The reason we insisted on not leaving was to see the outcome between you and to explain a few things in the end."
"Go ahead, I'm listening." Shinji sniffed, suppressed the bad emotions in his heart, and listened to the last words of the two.
"Take this." Gilgamesh casually threw two crystal bottles over, "This is a magical medicine from India. Give one to Rin and keep the other for yourself. It's up to you whether you drink it or not."
"Me too?" Shinji asked as he fed Rin the medicine.
"Don't get me wrong, clown. I have no intention of letting you off the hook regarding the Knight King. However, I was the one who proposed this series of plans, and I personally caused the current situation. I naturally have to take responsibility, and so do you, as collaborators and beneficiaries."
Gilgamesh nodded proudly. Although he was seriously injured and on the verge of death, his pride and courage were not diminished at all.
He is worthy of the title of Hero King and the praise in the oldest epic.