Smart as Emiya was, how could he not see Kafka's hints that obvious?
After Kafka left, he didn't hesitate too much before directly summoning the Excalibur to smash the shackles, flipping over and jumping to the side of the coat.
'What exactly is this woman trying to do?'
Taking out an energy bar from the coat, he tried a bite. Emiya's doubts grew deeper. These things more than fully restored his strength. Were they that certain they could keep him under control?
But doubts aside, Emiya now had no other road except to play along. He seized the time and ate all the energy bars into his stomach, then leaned against the corner of the wall, closed his eyes, and fell soundly asleep with peace of mind.
[Host, the Godslayer Spear has successfully locked onto Vera's position.] Three hours later, the cold voice of the system sounded in Emiya's mind.
He continued to keep his eyes closed in thought for another half hour before slowly opening them.
'System, are you really not afraid that I'll just go there and die for nothing?' Emiya's fingers unconsciously rubbed the hilt of the Excalibur, eyes half-narrowed.
'Or is it that you have the ability to leave me and choose someone else instead?'
The system didn't answer Emiya's question. Of course, Emiya didn't need it to answer.
"Although Vera was created by you, Vera is my family. I believe in her."
Mouth slowly speaking out this sentence, Emiya's eyes once again grew firm. He pulled out the Excalibur and split open the thick wall, digging straight from inside toward Vera's location.
As expected, even though Emiya didn't use various concealment magics, no one discovered his movements.
Because at this time, the thirty-six Stellaron Hunters on the battleship, except for Kafka, were all gathered in the laboratory hall.
In the corner of the hall stood a round glass tank five meters wide, filled with transparent solution. Vera's whole body was bound tight like a rice dumpling by special restraints, eyes closed, motionless in the tank.
When Silver Wolf saw Emiya appear, she secretly let out a breath of relief, manipulating tens of thousands of bee-like robots to spread all around the hall. On them were all carried detectors and collectors made with top-tier technology.
"You really are smart." Emiya's words came as sincere praise.
Through bits and pieces of clues, Emiya guessed that the Stellaron Hunters belonged among the most elite organizations in the universe. Then as their most trusted science-side member, she must be top-tier as well.
Only Silver Wolf's technology and intellect were high enough to notice how mysterious and rare the energy on Emiya's body was, and deduce that the energy on him could only be detected during combat.
Only then could Emiya, after being captured, once again walk out of the execution chamber and get close enough to Vera's position, instead of being hacked to death right from the start.
"Pervert old man, you clearly knew there was an ambush here, so why didn't you take the chance to escape?" The robot Silver Wolf controlled revealed an extremely humanlike expression.
Her heart was full of curiosity, along with some involuntary expectation. As an orphan, she very much wanted to know whether in this world, there really could be a father willing to throw away his life for his daughter.
"You're not an idiot. You should know very well that even if you came here, it's only to die in vain. There's no way you can defeat us and take away your daughter."
"No way? What a joke." Emiya stretched his muscles and began slowly pouring mana into the Excalibur. "Anyone who dares touch my family, you can only atone with death!"
Bzz bzz bzz!
As the Excalibur lit up with faint glow, Silver Wolf saw that the strange energy's data began to spike continuously.
"Silver Wolf, may I make my move?" Blade walked out of the crowd, holding a battle-damaged ancient sword.
His Mara-struck body had already been suppressed by Kafka's word-spirit technique, and his expression had returned to its usual coldness.
"Be careful. The data of the sword in his hand is not on the same level as before."
"If he can kill me, that would actually be a good thing."
The Stellaron Hunters seemed to have great faith in Blade's combat power. When they saw him step toward Emiya, the others all grabbed snacks and soda, returning to the sofas at the edge of the hall.
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"Place your bets, place your bets!"
Among the Stellaron Hunters, the witch-clad beauty Meiya and the street-fighter-clad Chunli each held a tray, starting to take money and act as bookies.
"Those supporting the Emiya to last more than thirty minutes, bring your money to me for record. The rest go register with Chunli."
According to the plan, Blade would force Emiya to release all his energy, then only after Silver Wolf had collected enough data would he kill him.
But Blade was a Mara-struck of the Path of Destruction, murderous by nature.
Silver Wolf was a great figure of the science side, holding the world's cutting-edge tech.
With just the two of them, controlling one frail Emiya was as easy as practicing singing, dancing, and rap.
Among the dozen Stellaron Hunters, only three rich tycoons were so loaded that, with a welfare-for-the-bros attitude, they chose to support Emiya lasting more than thirty minutes.
"Tsk tsk, you guys really have no vision!"
Meiya stretched out her slender fingers and shook them. Then, under the leering gazes of a group of musclemen, she pulled out a credit card from her pockets.
"I'll use all the savings I earned this year to support the handsome Emiya bravely going to his death!"
'Truly interesting. Were these people the strongest in the universe? Otherwise, why were they so arrogant to this degree?'
Emiya almost laughed out loud at their stupidity. Noticing Silver Wolf's eyes locked tightly on him, he quickly bit his lip, suppressing the laugh and instead putting on a furious expression.
"I'll stake my whole fortune and bet that today, one year from now, will be all of your death anniversaries!" With that, Emiya threw out his bank card, containing all his savings.
"What is this? The currency used by natives of that primitive planet?" Meiya picked up the card and scanned it, then curled her lips in disappointment.
"So sorry, Emiya, but the money from that planet can't be exchanged into universal credit points."
"Hahaha..." The moment Meiya said this, thunderous laughter broke out across the scene. Emiya who had never seen the world was actually kind of cute in his stupidity.
"Didn't think you had some talent for comedy too." Even the always-composed Blade couldn't help but smirk.
"If only you had traveled the universe a bit more, you'd know what it means when more than thirty Stellaron Hunters gather together."
"Heh, dogs looking down on people!" Emiya sneered coldly, then without wasting more words, raised the Holy Sword with both hands and charged straight at Blade.
Clang!
The sound of metal clashing was deafening. Emiya and Blade finally collided once more.
This time, Blade had temporarily solved the problem of his Mara-struck body, and the power he used was more than ten times stronger than their first encounter.
Yet this power not only failed to push Emiya back, it instead shook Blade's bones until they tingled.
"So you really were holding back. Why?"
Emiya didn't reply.
Taking advantage of Blade's chatter, he suddenly crouched, kicked Blade flying into the Stellaron Hunters who were eating and drinking, then instantly poured nearly sixty percent of his mana into the Holy Sword, swinging it in a wide sweep.
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