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Facing the simultaneous sword strikes from Emiya Shirou and Rimuru, Milim responded calmly.
She blocked both attacks with her fists.
The Watchdog Gauntlets wrapped around her hands shone faintly as they perfectly intercepted their blades.
The three of them fell into a deadlock.
While their weapons clashed, Rimuru's thoughts raced nonstop.
"To directly use the Watchdog Gauntlets to block my Sword of Emiya and Shirou's attacks..."
"This pretty much confirms it."
"Milim really is being controlled."
The sight in front of him erased the last traces of doubt.
Milim cherished the Watchdog Gauntlets.
They were a gift from Emiya Shirou and Rimuru, and she treated them like treasures.
After every use, she meticulously cleaned and maintained them.
She had even gone out of her way to learn proper weapon maintenance just for them.
During normal training, she never let the Watchdog Gauntlets collide with the Sword of Emiya or Emiya Shirou's attacks.
She knew.
She knew very well that Emiya Shirou possessed the ability to cut through anything.
And Rimuru's Sword of Emiya inherited part of that same authority.
Their attacks were lethal to weapons.
Even when she trusted that neither of them would deliberately use such abilities, she still refused to let the gauntlets clash with their blades.
That was how deeply she cared for them.
But now.
In real combat.
Milim was using the Watchdog Gauntlets without hesitation.
Rimuru understood exactly what that meant.
"Damn it, Clayman..."
"How dare you lay your hands on my friend."
"I'll kill you."
"I'll tear you apart."
"Don't even think about escaping."
"You won't get away."
Rimuru cursed Clayman relentlessly in his mind.
At the same time, he forced himself to think.
Facing Milim while she fought using the Watchdog Gauntlets, neither he nor Emiya Shirou could use their cutting abilities.
This wasn't just because the gauntlets were Milim's beloved weapons.
It was also because the Watchdog Gauntlets were actively suppressing her power.
That was the key point.
Milim was restrained.
If this were her true, unrestricted state, Emiya Shirou might barely be able to contend.
But Rimuru?
He wouldn't even dare to try.
A single clean punch from her would shatter him.
In a twisted way, the Watchdog Gauntlets were helping them.
Even so, Rimuru was suffering.
Every time Milim's fists collided with his sword, the terrifying force traveled straight through the blade and into his body.
His internal organs shook violently with each impact.
If not for Ultra-Speed Regeneration constantly repairing the damage, he would have collapsed long ago.
"So I'm counting on you."
"Lord of Wisdom."
"Find the rune controlling Milim."
"And then figure out how to break it."
"Answer. 'Analysis and Appraisal' results received... No data."
"...Huh?"
"No data?"
"Does that mean even you can't see through it?"
"No sorcery detected. This-"
"Hey, hey, don't just stop there!"
"You can't end it by telling me you're useless!"
"I put all my hopes on you just now!"
"If you can't do it, then doesn't that mean we have no way to win?!"
"Why are you useless at a moment like this, Lord of Wisdom?!"
Panic flashed through Rimuru's expression.
Without waiting, he immediately transmitted the situation to Emiya Shirou.
"What do we do, Shirou?!"
"If we can't break the control on Milim, how are we supposed to save her?!"
"Do we just kill Clayman directly?!"
Pfft.
Hearing Rimuru's frantic thoughts, Emiya Shirou almost laughed out loud.
Internally.
The Lord of Wisdom was pitiful.
Rimuru must have interrupted it again.
At the worst possible timing.
The thought was honestly amusing.
As that realization passed through his mind, Emiya Shirou slightly loosened his grip.
The stalemate broke.
Both he and Rimuru were knocked backward by Milim's force, sliding across the ground.
Regaining his footing, Emiya Shirou immediately refocused.
He spoke calmly through Thought Communication.
"Then breaking Milim's rune is my job."
"I'll take the front."
"Rimuru, support me from the side."
"We'll combine our attacks and try to suppress her."
"Understood."
Rimuru responded instantly.
He repositioned himself, moving to Emiya Shirou's flank.
Even with Milim restrained, direct confrontation was still suicide for him.
Besides, raw physical combat had never been his strength.
"If I'm the support..."
"I'll go all out."
His hands ignited.
Black flames wrapped around one palm.
Black lightning crackled around the other.
The warrior Rimuru stepped aside.
The mage Rimuru took center stage.
Clang.
Emiya Shirou's longsword collided with Milim's gauntlet once more.
The instant their weapons met, he pressed forward.
Milim was clearly holding back.
But since she intended to play along, Emiya Shirou had no reason to refuse.
The exchange escalated rapidly.
"As expected of Milim."
"Even restrained, her strikes are still this heavy."
"But now..."
"I have the advantage."
Emiya Shirou swung his sword with full intent.
The blade accelerated.
Past the speed of sound.
Then far beyond it.
In an instant, Milim's vision was filled with afterimages.
Sword shadows layered upon sword shadows, leaving no clear opening.
Yet Milim did not panic.
Though her strength was restricted, her speed remained untouched.
She intercepted each strike precisely, waiting for a chance to counter.
But this was never a one-on-one battle.
From Milim's blind spots, black lightning and black flames surged forward without pause.
Rimuru's spells poured in relentlessly.
Milim couldn't ignore them.
She slammed a heavy punch forward, forcibly disrupting Emiya Shirou's rhythm.
Then she flashed sideways, slipping past the lightning.
Her foot snapped out, shattering the incoming black flames in mid-air.
She landed on all fours.
And immediately lunged toward Rimuru.
"Don't even think about it."
"I'm your opponent."
Emiya Shirou moved.
From behind, yet arriving first.
He adjusted his footing in an instant, keeping pace with Milim's charge.
Without hesitation, he switched weapons.
A bow materialized in his hands.
Arrows followed.
The string snapped taut.
Then-
Release.
In the next moment, dozens-no, hundreds-of arrow lights erupted forward.
They flooded the space ahead of Milim.
Faced with the sudden rain of arrows, Milim halted and shifted her posture, attempting to evade.
But the arrows did not follow her expectations.
Each one moved with intent.
No matter how she dodged, there were always arrows converging on her new position.
It was as if she were running straight into them.
As if the future itself had already been mapped.
This was the technique Emiya Shirou had learned from Chiron.
A state that combined Mind's Eye with Clairvoyance.
A pseudo-future vision.
For the first time in this battle, Milim was caught off guard.
An arrow struck her.
And at that exact moment-
As planned.
The black flames Rimuru had prepared surged in, crashing into Milim's body.
"Boom!"
The impact detonated.
A massive explosion rippled outward, swallowing the battlefield in black smoke.
The shockwave rolled across the arena.
Outside the battlefield, the Demon Lords watching fell silent.
The battle they had just witnessed was overwhelming.
Dazzling.
And above all-
Emiya Shirou's presence stood out unmistakably.
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