Thinking of this, Emiya's hand holding the knife trembled slightly, not because of sadness, but because of anger. "They shouldn't exist in this world!" After kneeling for several hours, Emiya inserted the Nichirin Sword in his hand into the mound where the boy was buried. At this time, the sunlight also shines through the layers of leaves and onto the green Sun Wheel Sword. At the same time, it is also reflected in Emiya's determined eyes! Chapter 16 Breath of the Wind Along with the morning dew, the sunlight penetrated through the layers of leaves and shone on the road in front of Emiya like fish scales. The entire forest was no longer as heavy and desolate as it was at night. It was as if it had encountered a gushing mountain spring and was full of vitality. Whether it was the rustling of leaves in the breeze or the joyful singing of birds awakened by the sun, they all indicated that the danger had passed. "Projection Start"
As Emiya finished speaking, a silver-white light appeared on his right hand, and a emerald green samurai sword was tightly grasped by him. This is the samurai sword in the hands of the young man who was left at the place where the battle took place before. He has dialyzed it and can now project it smoothly. But whether it could kill a demon by cutting off its neck like that sword, Emiya couldn't guarantee. Emiya's analysis of the Nichirin Sword was as simple as his analysis of some household appliances at home. Without any mystery or magic, Emiya easily discovered that the Nichirin Sword was forged from ore containing the power of the sun, which is why it has the ability to kill demons. But Emiya was not sure whether the samurai sword he projected had the ability to kill the demon. The Sun Blade uses the power of the mineral containing the sun to kill demons, and the sword he projected is a magical creation. We can only take one step at a time. Emiya thought that he could only wait until he met a demon again to try out whether the projected Nichirin Sword had the ability to kill a demon. "but--" Holding the emerald green Sun Blade, Emiya felt his breathing become stronger and more regular. He could feel his body gradually becoming more vital under this continuous breathing cycle. Emiya could feel the fatigue from a night of fighting slowly disappearing. Although the effect was not obvious, Emiya could still feel the changes in his body. "what is this?" Holding the projected sword, Emiya felt some memory flooding into his mind, some kind of technique in using a sword. He followed the guidance of his body and tightly grasped the knife in his hand. An extremely long breath burst out from the corner of his mouth, and the air around him began to rotate with him as the center. "It seems to be called - Breathing of the Wind, Type 1, Dust Whirlwind, Slashing!" A powerful shockwave accompanied by spiral wind blades headed in front of Emiya, countless wind blades swirled around, and in just a few seconds, the entire area was covered with scratches, as if it had been ravaged by someone wielding a samurai sword recklessly. "cough!"
A trace of blood flowed out from the corner of Emiya's mouth. He felt pain all over his body, and traces of blood appeared on Emiya's body. When he was halfway through the performance, Emiya realized that he didn't have the strength to control it. Now he felt as if someone had suddenly grabbed his neck and he couldn't breathe. Even if one has memories and experiences, the body itself cannot support them. Although the new breathing method made Emiya's health better, it was mostly rejected by his body. It is just like a baby who is still using a pacifier to drink water, but is asked to drink water in big gulps like a normal person. Even if he has the ability to drink water in this way, his body does not allow him to do so and he will basically choke on the water. And Shirou was in this choked state. Tanjiro also needs to practice constantly when learning breathing techniques, instead of staying at the waterfall to gain insights. Learning breathing techniques is like a baby learning to walk. It is a gradual process. It is not only about learning how to use breathing techniques, but more importantly, it is about allowing your body to adapt to the power brought by breathing techniques. Darkness gradually engulfed Emiya's eyes, and as if he was falling in a hotel, Emiya felt his life gradually slipping away. The Sun Blade in his hand also lost the support of magic power and instantly turned into stars and dissipated. The fresh forest air also rushed towards Emiya's throat. “Ha-ha-ha-ha” Shirou knelt on the ground, gasping for breath like a drowning man. "So sad!" After recovering from his shock, Emiya slowly stood up, breathing irregularly. If the breathing method requires a long time to adapt, then Emiya's behavior just now can only be described as eating a big fat man in one bite. "Is this the power that can kill ghosts?" Thinking carefully about what had just happened, Emiya felt that if he had time, he would definitely need to practice. The more methods he had to deal with demons, the better. Street lights of various colors are neatly arranged on both sides of the road, and electric poles stand in the middle of the street. The electric poles are surrounded by orange-red grass. The entire street layout looks very prosperous, and the colors everywhere are very bright. "Is this the town the old man was talking about?" Emiya simply bandaged his wound and quickly walked in the direction he had been going before. He didn't want to stay in the forest for another night. What's more, because of the previous battle, he didn't know where the food that Emiya brought with him went. If he didn't rush to the town, he would continue to starve. The pedestrians on the street also looked at Emiya standing in the middle of the street with disgust. After all, he didn't have a real bandage to bandage his wounds, and could only use clothes to bandage them simply, so his body was covered with scarlet blood. What's more, he was carrying two knives. If it weren't for his very young face, he would look like a murderer who had just killed someone in the mountains. However, on such a busy street, there were only a few scattered passers-by and some people cleaning. Many of these people were yawning as if they were sleepy.
Most of the shops along the street are closed. It is clearly almost noon, but this busy street seems very desolate, as if this should be the time for sleeping at night. 'It's so weird' Emiya could only mutter to himself as he looked at the bleak scene on the street. "I have no money now. I have to find a place where I can live and then learn about what this place is like." Emiya quickly understood what he needed most right now. At this stage, he must first find a place where he can settle down and communicate with the outside world, and then he can do what he wants to do here and arrange his next itinerary. Chapter 17: The Kind-Hearted Red-Haired Boy “Table 13 – Tempura” “Table 27 – Soba” One after another, shouts came from the restaurant. Sweat also continued to drip from Emiya's forehead. At this time, Emiya's figure was constantly moving in the kitchen, looking extremely busy. "Emiya, the restaurant's business has improved since you came!" After the peak period was over, the pot-bellied boss patted Emiya on the shoulder and couldn't help but smile. Ever since Emiya became a chef, the total turnover has increased several times, and his life has become richer and richer. "No, these are what I should do. If you hadn't taken me in, I would have starved to death on the roadside." Emiya shook the boss's hand gratefully. If the boss had not extended a helping hand to him in time, Emiya would probably have had to find an alley. "Don't be so modest. I don't know where you came from. Not only is you so handsome, but you are also a great cook. The chefs in the restaurant are all impressed by your cooking skills." "No, these..." Seeing that Emiya was still planning to remain humble, the boss waved his hand. "You've worked hard these days. Such high-intensity work is hard even for young people. You've never been out to see Yoshiwara's sightseeing. Today I'll allow you to take a break and go out and enjoy yourself." "No..." Emiya began to refuse out of habit. But the boss seemed to have anticipated Emiya's attitude and pushed him out of the restaurant directly, then slammed the door shut. "Just come back tomorrow morning!" "Eh!" Emiya sighed as he stood at the door of the restaurant.
He has been in this town for about a month and has basically figured out most things in this world. First of all, it is a matter of time. According to the history that Emiya has learned, Japan is now in the Taisho era, which is a relatively stable period and technology is also steadily improving. The second is the information about monsters that are like vampires and cannot see the sun. It was basically the same as what Emiya had guessed before, ordinary people didn't know about the existence of ghosts and just regarded them as a kind of feudal superstition. The existence of ghosts, just like the existence of magicians on his side, was covered up by someone with ulterior motives. Emiya had no source of intelligence about the other world and could only search around on his own. And another piece of good news is that Emiya's proficiency in projection magic has greatly improved, and he can also skillfully use the emerald green Sun Blade to perform wind breathing techniques. The bad news is that Emiya seems unable to control the feeling of breathing. He can only use Wind Breathing when he projects the Sun Blade. Even after a month of experiencing this, Emiya still couldn't use the breathing method without projection. He always felt an obstruction, as if this breathing method was not suitable for him. As for strengthening magic, it remains the same, without much change. Basically, no matter how much I practice, I can maintain a stable state. He also discovered that once he projected something other than a sword, his magic power consumption would be enormous. Basically, all his magic power would be consumed after just a short period of projection. During this month, Emiya did not encounter any man-eating demons, or those who killed demons. Just like his life in Fuyuki City, every day was very dull. Thinking of this, Emiya began to worry about Fuji-nee and Sakura. It wasn't that he was worried that they couldn't survive without him, but he was worried that they would do something he couldn't expect after finding out that he was missing. On this street, whenever night falls, the entire flower street is brightly lit, like the twinkling stars in the sky. Countless street lights gather together, making the entire street as bright as day. Many times, Emiya couldn't tell when it was day and when it was night. At night, Yoshiwara Flower Street is bustling with people, noise, cheers and shouts, which are almost continuous and lively. But during the day, it is a dead scene. Even after living here for more than a month, Emiya still felt very uncomfortable in a place where day and night were reversed. However, in the past, Emiya often had to practice his strengthening magic until late at night, and was woken up by Fuji-nee or Sakura in the morning. Overall, Emiya was still able to live in this city. But this kind of sleeping during the day and being active at night is consistent with the daily routine of ghosts to some extent. Because they are afraid of sunlight, ghosts normally only move around at night. However, in a large city like this, the daily routines are so consistent with those of ghosts that you can't help but feel that there must be ghosts in this city. However, after searching in this town for more than a month, Emiya did not find any trace of ghosts, nor did he find anyone holding a samurai sword with a strange color like the young man before. "Maybe there are no ghosts in this city?" Emiya could only think positively. During this month, Emiya had basically figured out every alley in the city. Apart from some wandering people, there were no ghosts. And when he asked passers-by about ghosts, most of them said it was just rural rumors. Only a few people said they had seen them and were rescued by someone, or they were scammers who wanted to extort money from Emiya. According to various sources, there are no ghosts in this city. "Shirou, don't you want to come up and sit down?" Several geishas standing in the corridor on the second floor were waving their fans, with smiles on their brows, and calling out to Emiya who was walking aimlessly below in a soft and gentle voice. "No, I'll just walk around the street first." Emiya waved his hand upwards, then turned around and disappeared into the crowd.
Within a month, most people living in the town knew about the restaurant's new chef. It was not just because of Emiya's craftsmanship that these people lingered, but also because Emiya took only one month to clean up the alleys of the entire town, and he also helped many people in various ways free of charge.
