Chapter 32: The Destructive Power Brought by the Servant's Body

Shirou sometimes wondered, 'Why do evil spirits look like this?'

'Can't they look like humans? Or maybe like pets... or something like that?'

'Won't that be really cute?'

But thinking further, evil spirits looking like evil spirits didn't seem to be a problem.

While Shirou was thinking, Illya had already walked up to the evil spirit.

"Finally here. Berserker, don't make a move!"

Just like that, Shirou, who was eager to try, was rendered immobile.

Right now, he hated the Command Seals with a passion.

'System-san, is there a way to go against the Command Seal?'

[Do you want to proceed with "going against the Command Seal"?]

'Hm?', Shirou kind of understood the system's thinking now.

It planned to get rid of Illya.

'No, wait, if you get rid of Illya, can I survive?'

It seemed... he really could.

Realizing that after getting rid of Illya, he could go back, Shirou...

'Forget it. That kind of thought is wrong.'

Rationality told him so, 'How much chance of success?'

Don't misunderstand, Shirou didn't really have such thoughts, he was just curious how capable the system was.

[0.1%.]

'Huh?'

'Isn't that basically no chance at all?'

Shirou expected at least seventy percent.

["As an individual magician, Illya is too exceptional. The binding power of the Command Seal is almost infinitely strong. Based on analysis, 0.1% is betting on your Luck C stat. If the opponent's Luck stat is higher than yours, you're dead."]

The system might as well have drawn a big "X" using two knives.

At the same time, Shirou understood, trying to kill Illya was like saying in this world you want to become the Pirate King of another world. Just keep dreaming.

BANG!

Even while chatting with the system, Shirou was multitasking, constantly paying attention to Illya's battle.

He planned that if Illya couldn't handle it, he'd unleash his mysterious 30 out of 100 strength, nickname, "System-san."

He had to admit, just as the system and Jubstacheit had judged, Illya, as a magician and the Einzbern family's ultimate masterpiece, was almost perfectly excellent.

A truly top-tier magician.

From her mother, she inherited "Golden Needle Magic," which was the Einzbern family's alchemical craft.

Using metal or strands of hair to make familiars that automatically attack enemies. This form of alchemy had been refined to perfection by her.

Her familiar, "Angel's Poem (Engel Lied)," the "Storch Ritter: Stork Knight," emitted a dreamlike light that struck the evil spirit and instantly destroyed its forelimb.

Black smoke poured from the evil spirit's shattered arm. The evil spirit gave a meaningless roar and charged on the wolf-shaped creature.

"Boring," That one strike was enough for Illya to judge the difference in power.

The next strike, she finished off the evil spirit. No concept of exorcism, just obliterated to ashes.

After finishing, Illya said with boredom, "This is the hell trial? Completely meaningless. As expected. Kiritsugu and the others were just too weak. That's why they needed Servants, Illya doesn't need them."

She spoke, and once again ordered Shirou, "Berserker, Illya doesn't need you anymore. As long as you don't bother Illya, do as you please."

Shirou: "..."

He still needed to explain what "Angel's Poem (Engel Lied)" and "Storch Ritter: Stork Knight" were.

The above were actually just types of familiars. Specifically, see the UBW route, the battle where Shirou and Rin were ambushed by Illya on their way home from the church.

Rin found Hercules too overpowered and tried to break through via the Master. Thus began a king vs. king, general vs. general battle.

Back then, the bird Illya controlled was "Angel's Poem."

As for "Storch Ritter: Stork Knight," it was a type of bird. Since Illya liked birds, she named the familiar that.

In addition, this familiar could also transform into a Degen (a sword), which broke through Rin's gemstone-shaped shield, and the "light beam" just now was actually a bullet called Zahre ("Tear").

In short, this was a cheat-class familiar, automatically pursuing enemies, plus Illya's naturally high magic power and overwhelming magic circuits, it could be said she was the most overwhelmingly powerful Master in the Fifth Holy Grail War.

If not for the fact that Shirou summoned as Berserker (B-rank) two months early, he wouldn't even know how she could lose.

There was once a sentence describing Illya, she existed for the Einzbern family to win the Holy Grail War.

———

Although he had obtained the right to act freely, Shirou had nowhere to go.

Besides, he couldn't get too far from Illya.

At the same time, he wouldn't cling to someone who gave him the cold shoulder. She already said so much, he had patience for Illya, but it's not like he couldn't get angry.

Anyway, she wasn't the Illya from his house. Let her be. Thinking this, Shirou encountered a wolf pack.

Behind Illya, she probably hadn't noticed yet, they were at some distance.

Besides, she had her hands full.

Those evil spirits were weak, but there wasn't just one, there were countless.

Even if Illya had tons of magical power with top-notch quality, she couldn't kill them all. This was the moment where the trial's challenge manifested.

The Master needed to rely on the Servant's power to clear obstacles and build intimacy with them.

So… this trial wasn't entirely pointless. Shirou thought while drawing his sword, without projection.

He wanted to test the practical effectiveness of his D-rank swordsmanship.

The wolves here were pretty small, looked about the size of two Illyas.

Gray fur, white belly... most animals shared this trait. Right now, about seven wolves surrounded Shirou...

'Wait!'

'Seven?'

'Is that a hint at something?'

'Illya misbehaving, so she drew out seven wolves?'

Shirou gripped his sword with both hands, lost in thought.

Then he shook his head, clearing the distractions.

'Too amateurish, spacing out during battle.'

He calmed down and looked for the wolf king.

'The one in the back? Or the biggest one? Or the one that looks strongest?'

Couldn't tell, so Shirou gave up.

Besides, the wolves were surrounding but not attacking yet, so Shirou took the initiative. Chose the front-most one, not the one staying in back, waiting for a chance, and yet closest to him.

That's the flaw of lacking battle experience.

Sure enough, as soon as Shirou moved forward, the wolf behind him had green light in its eyes, drooling.

Its legs bent, muscles tensed as it charged.

Then it froze, its prey disappeared.

When it next saw Shirou, the front-most wolf was already whimpering, dispatched by Shirou in one sword stroke.

"Awooo~"

This scene shocked the remaining six wolves. They all retreated three or four meters, watching Shirou warily, baring their teeth.

Shirou ignored them, staring at the wolf he had accidentally cut in two, falling into thought.

'Looks like this won't improve my combat experience, the power difference is too big.'

After confirming it was a meaningless battle, he didn't plan to waste time. He turned, took a heavy step forward, directly ignoring the knee-deep snow that made it hard to exert force, and like a cannonball fired from the barrel, charged toward the closest hungry wolf.

The knight sword in his hand raised, and before the wolf's nerves even reacted, the sword had already slashed precisely through its neck.

The sharp aura blast shattered the thick snow around.

Not to mention Shirou's heavy step, it created destructive power equivalent to a grenade where he stood.

And that sword blow, snow flew, the ground showed a deep scar. That wolf, and even the ones nearby affected just by the aftershock, all had their corpses split apart.

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