Emiya recalled the previous battle carefully in his mind, and he didn't know why he revealed this name. Perhaps I gave this move a name out of instinct. However, the feeling when he projected [Evil Spirit Haunted] was completely different from the feeling when he projected the Sun Blade. When the Nichirin Sword was held in Emiya's hand, he only felt some skills that did not belong to him being transmitted into his mind. Aside from being able to cause fatal damage to ghosts, it is just like an ordinary samurai sword in other respects. Of course, the Nichirin Sword is still cooler than the Samurai Sword. After all, it is called the color-changing blade, and at least it looks gorgeous. And Emiya, who was wielding the Nichirin Sword, had never felt that his weapon could explode. Until, after I projected that imperial weapon. Emiya could sense the extremely powerful force contained within it. "Perhaps it can be detonated to destroy the water sword's form?"

If the water sword cannot stabilize its shape, it will be like rain falling from the sky and will not pose any threat. Emiya only slightly exerted his magical power, and the extremely terrifying explosion was the last thing he heard before he lost consciousness. At that time, he had almost exhausted all his strength in order to resist Brand's attack, but he still had some magic power left. "are you awake?" "Squeak—!" I saw a woman with beautiful black hair, red eyes and a pretty face without any makeup, holding a bowl of porridge and pushing the door open. She was wearing something like a summer school uniform, with a tie on her chest and a very short skirt, and she walked towards where Emiya was lying. Emiya also looked back. "Thank you!" Without asking anything, Emiya just thanked her quietly. This made her pause slightly. "Aren't you curious about where you are?" She put the porridge on Emiya's bedside table, sat on a chair beside him, and asked Emiya. Emiya shook his head in response to her question. "I am already very lucky to be alive. I won't ask for too much, and there is nothing I want." "Besides, when you meet someone who saves you, shouldn't the first thing you do be to thank them? Why would you question them? It's not someone else's responsibility to save me." Emiya is willing to sacrifice himself to save others, but he does not demand that everyone should have the same spirit of self-sacrifice as him. As long as he can do it, risking his life to save others is not a duty that others must fulfill. If something happens while rescuing someone, what will happen to his family? When a person lives in this world, it is impossible for him to only think about himself.

But he still took such a risk to save you. No matter what, Emiya thinks the first thing to do is to thank him. "is it?" She thought for a moment, then suddenly glanced at Emiya's body. "What, what happened?" Emiya felt his hair stand on end when she looked at him like that. But he couldn't move his body now and couldn't react. "Looks like there's no need to give me any more medicine!" She nodded affirmatively. "Drug it!?" There is medicine in this porridge. What medicine is it? Emiya looked at the porridge at the head of his bed with horror, his eyes full of disbelief. How come he just escaped from the wolf's den and fell into the tiger's den? He hasn't recovered yet and he's being plotted against like this. Emiya felt very uncomfortable. But the woman sitting in front of Emiya did not stay for too long and walked out quickly. "Don't you need to give me drugs? Why do you say I don't need to be drugged?" Emiya looked at Zhou with a puzzled look on his face, wondering why she did this. "Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!" Clear sunlight filtered in from the door. Emiya seemed to hear the sound of something moving. The black-haired woman appeared at Emiya's door again. This time, her eyes were extremely serious as she moved the chair away from Emiya's bed. The petite yet huge figure loomed over Emiya, making him dare not move at all. Although he can't move now. Then---- Shirou was carried like a princess and picked up by her. "..." "what are you planning to do?" Emiya is still confused.

But she didn't give him too much explanation. She just carried him to the door and threw him into the wheelchair. "Let's go meet everyone first!" As she spoke, she grabbed the sides of Emiya's wheelchair behind him and pushed him forward. Emiya wanted to resist, but he could only use his head and eyes to tell her that he would never compromise. "coming!" "Squeak—!" As the door was pushed open, Emiya saw a very large table, at which sat many faces that were both familiar and unfamiliar. Tatsumi was sitting in his seat and talking happily with Brand beside him. He seemed very happy about his new weapon. Lubbock was eating the cake in his mouth while smiling and waving his hand to greet Emiya who was sitting in a wheelchair. On the other side, a big sister with blonde hair and a girl with pink hair and twin ponytails were fighting over the snacks in their hands. It was obvious that the woman with cat ears on her head was playing with the girl with pink hair. The pink-haired woman was furious, but there was nothing she could do. Sitting at the top of this place is a woman with short white hair, one eye covered with a cloth, and one hand as thick as a machine. She looks heroic and elegant. She looked at Shirou Emiya, who was sitting in a wheelchair, with an extremely scrutinizing gaze. "Is this the fourth beast warrior among the three beast warriors who saved you?" The heroic woman asked Tatsumi and Brand who were playing nearby. Tatsumi and Brand nodded undeniably. There was no way they could have mistaken the bright red hair. "You only have two choices now!" She didn't say much. From the first moment she saw the red-haired boy, she knew that he was a boy with an overflowing sense of justice. And with the evidence from Tatsumi, Brand and Lubbock, she still trusted the judgment of her subordinates very much. "Join the night raid, or die here!" The reason why Emiya Shirou was drugged was to make him lose his ability to fight. On the ship, Tatsumi and Brand had witnessed Shirou Emiya's fighting ability. If they allowed him to come to the base, he might be able to destroy the entire base. In order to prevent accidents from happening, they had to take some protective measures before Emiya agreed to join the night attack. And the black-haired girl is also extremely beautiful. She is of the same age as Emiya and can control her emotions very accurately. If she is asked to feed Emiya porridge, I believe Emiya will not refuse. However, what was unexpected was that Shirou did not recover. Even without the drug, he was unable to move now. It’s a pity that Emiya missed a chance to have feeding PLAY. "I don't seem to have a choice?"

Emiya stared intently at the heroic woman sitting on the throne. "You should know the darkness of the empire and why we are engaged in this kind of assassination." "Besides, you know the location of our night raid base. We can't let you get out alive." The reasons were sufficient. She learned from Lubbock that Emiya was also a person who wanted to change the empire and shared the same ideals as Night Raid. She felt that Emiya would definitely agree. But Tatsumi, who was sitting next to him, felt a little uneasy. He always felt that he seemed to have heard these words before, but he couldn't remember them. "The people killed in the night raids are basically the scum of the empire. You all came together to change this corrupt empire." Emiya's thinking was extremely quick at this moment. From the information he intercepted, Night Raid was a righteous organization. Specializes in killing the scum in the empire, those who disrupt the empire. Everyone present nodded. What Emiya said touched their hearts. They all joined the Night Raid in order to change the current situation. "Da ga, ko wa lu!" Chapter 80 Veto The woman sitting at the top was stunned, and all the team members sitting in the other seats were also stunned. The black-haired girl standing behind Emiya lowered her head and looked at Emiya with some confusion. “I will not join any organization.” Emiya tilted his head and answered them very seriously. It's not that Emiya has trouble joining an organization and following orders, but that he doesn't belong to the Empire. Although their purposes are the same, there are essential differences between them. Night Raid wants the Empire and its people to become better, while Emiya wants the Empire’s people and the Empire to become better. The former hopes that the empire will be strong, free of corruption, and that the people can live a better life. The latter hopes that the people can live better and that the empire can be strong and stable. Emiya puts the people here first, while Night Raid puts the empire first. Even if the revolutionary army succeeds, the empire will still be the empire. Except for the black-haired girl, the others who participated in the night raid were not professional killers, and their whereabouts would be easily exposed by the guards. After being exposed, they could only kill most of the guards and servants in the mansion, and some of the poor people who were even treated cruelly by those nobles. Just because they have seen people attacking at night. So there are often reports of a massacre in a certain mansion. On the one hand, such a massacre could establish to the masses the image of Night Raid as extremely powerful, allowing the people to feel at ease with such a killer organization that could revitalize the empire. On the other hand, they are able to feel the crisis for the remnants living in the empire, restrain their behavior, and temporarily suspend their oppression of the people.

No one can see through his heart just by meeting him once. When facing the guards and servants who have seen his face or seen him fighting, it is impossible for him to know who are the good people and who are the villains. It is impossible to launch a night raid at the risk of exposing one's actions, weapons, and fighting methods, and to gamble on whether the guards who saw one would reveal one's information to others. Gambling with other people's character with their own lives was obviously something that Ye Xi would never do. The people who are best at keeping secrets are the dead. Even if the servants and guards had not committed any crime, they would still be killed in night raids.