Shirou had long been contemplating his own reinforcement.
Under the integration of the Divine Blessing, his various abilities had become linked to his level.
Both Projection Magic and Unlimited Blade Works would only improve as his level increased; they could no longer be enhanced through other means.
But Shirou was already content with this, as his counterparts in other timelines couldn't further enhance these two abilities.
Although it was only a Level 3 increase, Shirou had already surpassed the original Heroic Spirit Emiya in both Projection Magic and Unlimited Blade Works, reaching a more profound realm.
Not to mention the magic power boosted by the Divine Blessing.
In his previous life, he had once heard an evaluation of Shirou Emiya:
"Don't overestimate Shirou's magic power, and don't underestimate his Projection Magic."
As long as he had enough magic power, Shirou had no absolute nemesis; he could use corresponding weapons to break through any situation.
He was practically a bankrupt version of the King of Heroes.
But as the saying goes, what makes you can also break you. The Divine Blessing enhanced these two abilities of Shirou, but it also prevented him from improving his abilities through intense short-term training.
However, beyond that, Shirou still had abilities that could be improved, namely Broken Phantasm.
The principle of Broken Phantasm was to detonate projected Noble Phantasms to achieve an area-of-effect attack.
However, this method struggled to exert its corresponding power against monsters on deeper levels.
As levels increased, monsters' durability became stronger, and this pure magic could no longer cause much damage.
Furthermore, as the ability of Projection Magic improved, the magic power Shirou needed to project Noble Phantasms decreased, which led to a further reduction in Broken Phantasm's damage.
This was quite frustrating. But Shirou wasn't without a solution; he found inspiration from his own title.
"Huh, specially ordered magic sword?"
Putting down her forging hammer, Tsubaki looked at Shirou, who had come to visit, and asked in confusion.
After all, a magic sword's damage lay entirely in the magic it released, not the item itself.
Therefore, no one had ever spoken of customizing a magic sword.
"That's right, I want to customize a top-tier magic sword. Its weapon shape should be an arrow, and its built-in magic should be explosive fire. There's no need to consider durability or discharge issues, as I plan to shoot it as an arrow."
That's right, this was the method Shirou came up with. Since the power of a Noble Phantasm's explosion was no longer enough, he would use specialized explosive arrows to attack.
Was there any arrow more suitable than a magic sword?
The magic swords in this world were equivalent to magic scrolls, except they existed in the form of weapons.
Each magic sword had a limited number of uses, and once that limit was reached, it would turn into fragments.
When Shirou first arrived in this world, he wondered if there was anything more suitable to be his arrow than a magic sword.
One must know that the magic of this world was equivalent to the Noble Phantasms of the Type-Moon world.
This meant he was about to switch from exploding Noble Phantasms to shooting Noble Phantasms, and the power increase wouldn't be just a little!
And he could also explode these magic swords.
Double explosion, the power would be incredibly exhilarating.
"Shoot it as an arrow? I see, you're going to live up to your name!"
After careful thought, Tsubaki understood Shirou's intention, and she already had a rough plan in mind.
Seeing that Tsubaki had agreed, Shirou quickly expressed his gratitude.
Tsubaki waved her hand. Of course, she would give Shirou preferential treatment. After all, he was, in a sense, her disciple.
"So, when do you need it? Are you in a hurry?"
"If possible, the sooner the better. After all, I'm going on an expedition in a week."
"An expedition? No wonder!"
Understanding the situation, Tsubaki stood up and threw a forging uniform to Shirou.
"This is?"
"Of course, it's for you to help out! Other work can wait, for now, let's craft your magic sword."
Hearing Tsubaki's words, Shirou was deeply moved. He quickly put on the forging uniform and chased after Tsubaki's retreating figure.
"Master, let me show you my progress during this time. I guarantee you'll be amazed."
"Haha, then I look forward to it."
"Ah! I'm so tired!"
Shirou yawned, returning to the Loki Familia with a hint of exhaustion.
Three days had passed since Shirou went to order the magic sword. After spending three full days, the top-tier magic sword Shirou had customized was finally complete.
For these three days, Shirou rarely rested. Besides helping Tsubaki, he spent more time secretly learning the techniques of magic sword forging.
Although Shirou would have plenty of opportunities to absorb the experience attached to the magic sword once it was forged, learning a skill was never just about knowing it.
Just like with the Noble Phantasms Shirou projected, there were indeed some whose original wielders had reached a divine level of skill.
But had Shirou's technique reached a divine level?
Of course not. Knowing was one thing; learning was still necessary.
So Shirou wouldn't miss any opportunity to learn. He would learn any technique that could enhance his strength.
Because of this, he had barely slept these three days.
"There are still four days left until the expedition. That should be enough time for me to reforge my equipment, right?"
Shirou, who was eager to incorporate the newly learned techniques into his equipment, looked tiredly at the Twilight Mansion before him and quickly walked inside.
All he wanted now was rest.
Familiar with the routine, he walked to his room door, opened it, and collapsed onto his bed. Shirou quickly realized something was wrong.
Was his pillow always this warm?
He struggled to lift his head. In the dim room, Shirou's eyes met those of the golden-haired girl directly.
"Ais, what are you doing here?"
Shirou quickly scrambled off the bed, realizing that what he had been resting his head on was actually Ais's lap.
"Using the key you gave me before, I've been waiting for you here for three days."
Hearing Ais's explanation, Shirou remembered that Ais had a key to his room.
He had previously told her she could come get snacks whenever she wanted, but Shirou was often not in his room, so he later gave Ais the key.
After all, there was nothing important or private in his room.
But none of that mattered now. What mattered was that she had been waiting for him for three days.
"Are you waiting for me for something important?"
"I want to learn swordsmanship."
"?"
Shirou's face was filled with question marks. You want to learn swordsmanship? You're the Sword Princess! Who could teach you swordsmanship?
Seeing that Shirou hadn't understood, Ais said somewhat anxiously, "I want to learn the swordsmanship you used to defeat Goliath that day."
Huh?
Is she asking to learn Nine Lives Blade Works?
Good eyesight, young lady, but unfortunately, I can't do that either.
"I'm sorry, I haven't mastered that swordsmanship myself yet."
Hearing Shirou's apologetic response, Ais's small face pouted, looking quite adorable.
Looking at Ais's expression, Shirou knew she had misunderstood and was about to explain to her, but then he suddenly heard the girl's clear voice:
"Brother!"
Eh?
What does that mean?
"Since Brother often teaches Lefiya, please teach me too!"
Shirou, realizing what was happening, desperately widened his eyes and screamed in his heart.
The relationship is all mixed up, besides, it's not that I don't want to teach you, it's that I can't!
Despite this, Shirou could not bring himself to refuse again.
That's right, Shirou could not refuse.
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