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"What!?"
Standing on the ground, Shirou Emiya saw Verethragna's expression clearly through his clairvoyance. The moment he caught that smile, his body stiffened.
He had been tricked.
Only then did everything click into place.
When they first met, Verethragna's words about Shirou Emiya slaying Mekal hadn't been idle remarks. They had been bait. A trap laid for this exact moment. Verethragna hadn't fled immediately back then. Instead, he had hidden nearby and watched everything.
He had witnessed, from beginning to end, how Shirou Emiya killed the God King Mekal.
Which meant he understood his methods.
And if Verethragna-who possessed the authority of the Sword of Wisdom-understood his opponent's trump cards...
"Then of course, he would prepare the corresponding Sword of Wisdom in advance."
Looking at Verethragna, now completely unrestrained and calmly standing in the sky, with two imposing Golden Swords in his hands, Shirou Emiya couldn't help but force a bitter smile.
"I was outplayed."
"As expected of the God of War."
"I should have realized it earlier."
"With time to prepare, how could Verethragna not set a trap?"
After all, war itself was built on stratagems.
Shirou Emiya had been misled by Verethragna's pursuit of defeat, forgetting one crucial fact. Verethragna was a god whose divine functions were anything but simple.
"Is your target my total magical energy?"
Feeling a faint sense of emptiness spreading through his body, Shirou Emiya immediately understood.
His magical energy was running low.
After becoming a Campione, Shirou Emiya's total magical energy had risen to the same level as other Campiones. By his own estimate, it had reached the upper limit shared by all Campiones.
Even so, that was still roughly twice what he once possessed.
But the reason Campiones possessed such vast magical reserves was simple.
Authorities consumed enormous amounts of magical energy.
Now, after firing two breaking-class Noble Phantasms in succession, even Shirou Emiya couldn't avoid feeling the strain.
"The Chains of Heaven, Enkidu."
"The divine binding bestowed upon Gilgamesh, King of Heroes, in Sumerian mythology."
"And the God-Slaying Spear granted to Karna, son of the Sun God, by Indra in Indian mythology."
Floating in the air, Verethragna spoke calmly, even admiringly.
"To manifest them through Projection Magecraft, and then elevate them to breaking-class."
"Truly a flawless technique."
After all, it was this very magic that had slain the God King Mekal. Verethragna had studied it thoroughly.
"But after releasing two breaking-class divine artifacts..."
"Your magical energy must be close to its limit."
A satisfied smile appeared on Verethragna's face.
Earlier, after being ambushed and heavily wounded by Mekal, he hadn't fled immediately. Instead, he had hidden his Youth incarnation around the battlefield, watching in silence.
As the God of War, he understood something very quickly.
With his injuries and Mekal's excellent condition, a direct confrontation would likely end in defeat.
So he chose strategy.
And strategy required understanding both oneself and one's enemy.
That was why he stayed.
That was why he observed.
At first, he had been gathering information on Mekal.
But what happened next exceeded all expectations.
The God King Mekal-an enemy he regarded as formidable-was defeated.
Defeated by the warrior who had come to challenge him.
From that moment on, Verethragna's focus shifted entirely to Shirou Emiya.
He analyzed his abilities.
He searched for his weakness.
"And now..."
"I've finally found it."
As Verethragna's magical energy surged, the winds and thunder raging across the sky grew even more violent. In response, Shirou Emiya was forced to continuously reinforce his interference with the storm, amplifying its power.
The magical energy consumption skyrocketed.
It was draining faster and faster.
"Damn it."
"He's trying to drag me down."
Shirou Emiya immediately grasped Verethragna's intent.
With his magical energy already low, Verethragna was trying to exhaust him completely.
"This is dangerous."
Only now did Shirou Emiya truly understand the weight of the title "God of War."
"I can't let this drag on."
"I have to end it quickly."
The situation was clear.
His predicament was clear.
Yet Shirou Emiya didn't panic.
His expression remained calm.
Collected.
He made his decision instantly.
"Come back, little Rimuru."
"Yes, Father!"
Little Rimuru, who had been entangled with the boar, disengaged in an instant. In midair, her form shifted, transforming into a weapon that landed perfectly in Shirou Emiya's hand.
At the same time, Shirou Emiya accelerated his thoughts.
He knew Verethragna wouldn't give him much time.
Constant pressure.
Constant harassment.
Forcing him to struggle until he could no longer think clearly.
Until defeat became inevitable.
The danger he faced wasn't just the depletion of magical energy.
More importantly, he needed to completely rework his strategy against Verethragna.
And he was certain of one thing.
Verethragna's plan didn't end here.
He had underestimated him.
That much was undeniable.
Even as his thoughts raced, Shirou Emiya didn't stop moving.
He drew his longbow.
Under the effect of Elimination Chant, he fired a single arrow.
"For That, Snow Under Vow."
The arrow struck true.
The boar was annihilated completely.
Throughout the entire process, Verethragna didn't interfere at all.
As long as Shirou Emiya kept consuming magical energy, it suited his purpose perfectly.
Of course, that didn't mean he would allow Shirou Emiya to rest.
The moment the boar was destroyed, Verethragna descended from the sky.
He pressed down relentlessly, denying Shirou Emiya any chance to recover.
"Clang!"
The divine artifacts in their hands collided once more.
This time, the difference was obvious.
Verethragna could feel it clearly.
Shirou Emiya's strength had dropped significantly.
"So it really is affecting you."
Verethragna continued to press down.
With the Bull incarnation reinforcing his power, his strength was terrifying. The ground beneath Shirou Emiya's feet began to sink.
Cracks spread.
Soon, a deep pit formed.
Looking down at Shirou Emiya's serious expression, Verethragna laughed loudly.
"What's wrong?"
"Is this all the strength you have?"
"Of course not."
Shirou Emiya tightened his grip on his longsword.
Thoughts surged through his eyes.
After a brief moment of calculation, a new idea finally took shape.
And with it-
A different path forward.
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