Fate: I Will Eventually Become the Hero of Justice II

Chapter 329

"I can easily kill someone at will. Don't provoke someone who can effortlessly kill you."

Pausing for a moment, Shirou looked around and continued, "If you want to stay alive, hide yourself like a little mouse. As for the rest, I will handle it. You bunch of mongrels."

No one responded. Everyone was frightened by the blast of light.

Shirou waved his hand and gestured to Waver, saying, "Let's go, Waver."

"Ah... Oh, okay," Waver nodded and followed.

Arcueid also wanted to follow, but when Shirou glanced at her, he said, "Go to sleep."

Perplexed, she asked, "Why?"

"Gray isn't feeling well. Look after her."

"Alright... Fine," she reluctantly agreed.

Shirou departed alongside Waver, leaving the others to their own thoughts.

As they watched him fade into the distance, the onlookers began to stir, their voices filled with a mixture of relief and awe.

"Oh my God... I was terrified! I thought I was about to meet my end!"

"That person is absolutely terrifying!"

"What kind of magecraft was that? He projected a weapon in an instant, and then that incredible burst of magical energy... It was unbelievably powerful!"

"Such a level of magical energy blast would typically require a magical furnace or a group performing ritual magecraft!"

The people continued their hushed conversations, their voices mingling with whispers and speculation.

Lorelei's elite magi approached and asked, "My Lord, should we follow them? After all, so many lives have been lost."

These seasoned magi were unfazed by Shirou's powerful burst of light, as they were well-versed in performing collective rituals capable of generating similar levels of energy.

Lorelei, however, shook her head and replied, "Stay here and wait for him."

Confusion and disbelief swept through the ranks of the elite magi. This response was entirely at odds with their Lord's usual temperament.

Under normal circumstances, upon witnessing the loss of her subordinates, Lorelei would have sought immediate retribution. How could she remain so unnervingly calm?

Moreover, instructing them to wait only added to their bewilderment. But as loyal subjects, they had no choice but to follow their Lord's orders, despite their puzzlement.

Rizo-Waal Strout watched as Shirou and Waver gradually faded from view. His attention then shifted to Altrouge, who was huddled in a corner, her hands tightly gripping her head as she trembled uncontrollably. Unable to contain his concern, he gently spoke up, "Your Highness, that person has already left."

Altrouge's voice was fractured and broken as she muttered, her words filled with desperation. "I didn't take anyone's life... I didn't... I listened to you carefully. I still have worth... Please, don't imprison me... I don't want to be treated like a pet... I don't want to..."

A pang of sympathy washed over Rizo-Waal as he witnessed her distress.

"What's wrong, Merem... You look pale."

"Please... Please don't mind... Father Dawn."

Mr. Dawn, the priest, was taken aback, his face full of confusion.

"So, that's how it is, huh..." Caesarmund let out a sigh.

Luvia caught on to something and asked, "What do you mean, old man?"