"Shirou Greyrat..."
North Saint Nakuljad was clearly confused by this name, which was so unfamiliar he had almost never heard it.
However, regardless of whether he was a famous Swordsman, the near-Longsword of Light ability that Shirou had just shown, as well as the accuracy with which he sensed his approach and reacted, were enough to show that his strength should not be underestimated, and that he could be called a half-step Sword Saint.
As the saying goes, Sword God Style is the strongest sword style in the world.
Even if he was only a half-step Sword Saint, Shirou's strength would be enough to fight head-on with Water Saints and even North Saints of the same level.
Nakuljad naturally didn't dare to underestimate this level of opponent, otherwise he wouldn't have grown into the North Saint from the status of a mercenary.
"Shirou, your name I remembered. I didn't expect Boreas to have a hidden expert like you. It's almost as good as the Black Wolf Sword King Ghislaine."
Nakuljad's attitude was surprisingly sincere, and even showed some respect for Shirou.
Shirou was not fooled by this at all and calmly said: "I am far from Ghislaine. I don't deserve your praise."
"Hehe."
Nakuljad sneered at Shirou's response, "I rarely praise people. Usually, when I praise people, it means that I will completely slaughter them like prey! After all, the stronger the person, the more enjoyable it is to kill!"
"..."
"Then, let me introduce myself. I am North Saint Nakuljad!"
As Nakuljad's words fell, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became terrifying.
An invisible air current swept across the scene, and as time went on, an indescribable, as if an invisible hand was stroking the skin, a strange sensation swept over everyone present.
Shirou and Luke both instinctively felt a sense of death that they had never felt before, creeping in little by little.
Compared to Luke's fear, Shirou's attitude remained as solid as a mountain. Even though his opponent Nakuljad was right in front of him, he didn't take the initiative to draw his sword, but firmly placed his hand on the hilt of his sword, as if looking for the best opportunity to strike.
Seeing that Shirou hadn't moved for a long time, Nakuljad sneered.
He suddenly raised his hand, but did not draw his knife.
What appeared in his hand was a bright hidden weapon, directly crossing the long distance and appearing directly in front of Shirou!
"Ding,"
Facing this sudden attack, Shirou had expected it.
With Mind's Eye fully open, Nakuljad's movements were impossible to hide!
"——!!"
However, the moment Shirou made a block, his brows suddenly furrowed, and he took half a step back in an extremely strange movement, as if he had been hit by an invisible attack.
"Chih!"
The next second, a clear bloodstain appeared on his face.
This scene confused Luke greatly, because he clearly saw Shirou blocking Nakuljad's hidden weapon.
But why was Shirou still injured?
While Luke was puzzled, Nakuljad continued to attack Shirou from a distance at an extremely fast speed. He kept throwing various hidden weapons, daggers, and shurikens. He seemed to have countless weapons on his body, and his movements were so smooth that he didn't look like a Swordsman, but more like an assassin.
In fact, many different schools of North God Style have already separated from the word Swordsman.
North God Style focuses on making the most of everything. It doesn't matter if you don't use a sword, as long as you can kill your opponent.
This is similar to what Ghislaine taught Shirou about what a sword is.
But North God Style's Swordsman is like giving a completely opposite answer to what Ghislaine wanted.
Compared to Ghislaine and Shirou's answer that even without a sword, you can still wield one, North God Style's answer is that as long as you can kill the enemy, then anything can become your sword.
It's the same not being bound by the form of a sword. Ghislaine and Shirou's attitude is not being bound by the form of swordsmanship. Being able to wield a sword of light speed in any situation is what makes a true Swordsman. North God Style is not bound by the form of a weapon. Any weapon and any means is fine, as long as you can kill your opponent.
It is because of this attitude that the world's perception of North God Style is quite negative, lumping them together with thieves and assassins.
In fact, North God Style themselves think so too.
But they don't think there is anything negative about their methods, and even think that this is true strength.
So what if they are assassins and killers?
As long as you can kill all your opponents, you can become the strongest Swordsman in the world.
"Crack!"
Under Nakuljad's attack, Shirou was hit by an invisible attack again, and a clear red bloodstain appeared on his hair.
Luke looked anxious when he saw this, and was worried about Shirou.
But Shirou himself was not flustered, he used the sword in his hand to block Nakuljad's attack, and silently said: "I see, I finally understand why your attack is divided into two."
"Oh?"
Shirou's words made Nakuljad stop his movements, as if he wanted to see what unique opinions this turtle in a jar had.
Shirou glanced in Nakuljad's direction, and after gathering his fighting spirit, he suddenly swung a sword energy towards another dark corner.
"Pa!"
The sword energy cut through the air.
Shirou's sword left a clear mark in the shadows, and a man's figure was forced out of the shadows.
That figure was almost identical to Nakuljad's main body, with completely identical appearance and almost identical body shape, just like a Nakuljad clone.
"Two North Saints?"
Shirou clicked his tongue slightly. Although he had noticed it long ago, he still felt an indescribable pressure when faced with this fact.
After all, he himself is only a half-step Sword Saint. Facing two Saint-level North God Style practitioners, it can almost be said to be a sure-lose situation.
At the same time, the other Nakuljad looked at Shirou and said with some surprise: "Brother, I didn't expect that I would be discovered."
"Yeah, I noticed it before. This guy's perception is extraordinary and he can dodge my hidden weapons."
Nakuljad's main body didn't pretend anymore, and said frankly: "In that case, let me reintroduce myself. I am North Saint Nakul, and he is my twin brother Jad. The two of us have exactly the same abilities and appearance. Together, we are North Saint Nakuljad!"
Nakul declared in a loud voice.
This fact left Luke stunned.
Originally, when he saw that Shirou was going to fight a North Saint, he already felt a lot of pressure.
Now he didn't expect Shirou's opponent to be not only a North Saint, but also a pair of twin brothers whose strengths were both North Saints. This was simply too difficult!
"..."
Shirou himself frowned slightly when faced with this fact, feeling an unprecedented pressure.
Although he had fought against existences of the Water God level before, that was under the circumstances of dream summoning. His main body has never fought against opponents above the Saint level.
Not to mention fighting against two Saint levels in one breath.
For a moment, Shirou couldn't help but put his hand on the cloth behind his back. He knew that he probably wouldn't be able to hold back today.
His trump cards, the Excalibur, would have to be used if necessary!
"Hehe, after knowing the situation, you are still not afraid?"
"At such a young age, you have such a state of mind. If you are lucky enough to survive today, there will probably be another Sword Saint or even a Sword King in the world."
"Our brothers never let tigers return to the mountains!"
"Today is the day of your death!"
The twin brothers Nakuljad said one sentence each, and skillfully put on a symmetrical stance.
"We are half-baked when we are alone."
"We can only stand alone when we are together."
"So even if it's two against one."
"You can't say we are despicable."
The two brothers looked at Shirou with pity and smiled: "Just consider yourself pitiful for meeting a Sword King level opponent. Don't come and complain to us brothers after you die!"
As soon as the words fell, the Nakuljad brothers burst out. The two of them drew their long swords and attacked Shirou from two directions with almost identical movements.
Although there are two weapons swinging from different directions, because the movements are so smooth and consistent, it even gives people the feeling that one person is swinging the sword!
Luke couldn't help but close his eyes when he saw this. He didn't dare to look at the result.
That would definitely be a tragedy!
"Ding,"
However, the sound of swords tearing flesh that was imagined in his mind did not sound.
What echoed through the scene was the clang of metal colliding.
"What!?"
Luke and Nakuljad both showed surprised expressions.
Because Shirou suddenly raised his right hand at the moment of responding to Nakuljad, relying on sword magic, created a second weapon, used the dual-sword style, and blocked Nakuljad's two attacks.
At the same time, Shirou had also fully realized the strength of the two brothers.
Although they are only North Saints, their combined strength can almost be said to have touched the threshold of the King level.
Even though Shirou now possesses near-Longsword of Light, it is basically impossible to fight a near-North King.
The current situation does not allow him to hold back at all.
Only by going all out can he have a chance of survival!
In an instant, Shirou abandoned all thoughts and chose to fully activate the magic circuits on his right arm.
He didn't use the idea of Dream Summoning, because unless absolutely necessary, he still didn't want to become a wanted criminal in the kingdom, which would be the worst situation.
Therefore, even if using magic circuits would further lead to being eroded by Servant Emiya, he had no choice but to use this ability from the Servant!
"!!!"
At the moment when the brilliance of the twenty-eight magic circuits bloomed, Shirou did not perform any projection, but chose to use the magic circuits to strengthen his body!
At the same time, Shirou no longer hesitated, abandoned the dual swords in his hands, and instead took out the weapon wrapped in cloth behind his back.
"Swish!"
The moment the cloth covering the weapon was lifted, a golden long sword appeared in his hand, and the patterns on the sword body produced an intense heat as magic flowed through it.
Even without any magic power injected, the golden sword gave people an indescribable pressure.
"Trace, On!"
Shirou didn't have any time to waste. In order to fight the two North Saints, he directly chose the projection technique to attach the sword skills of the owner of this golden sword to himself.
That is the swordsmanship possessed by the owner of this Excalibur, King Arthur Artoria!
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