Fate: Emiya the Host

"Wooden stake?"

After hearing this, Hercules' face turned black as coal.

Shirou was unaffected, his expression serious as he shouted out to the system.

'System-san, I'm counting on you.'

'Login time, killer Black A descends.'

System Shirou's eyes were as calm as still water.

After Shirou turned him on, he himself also turned on a cheat.

The pistol's trigger was pulled.

Pseudo neural construction complete.

If someone lifted Shirou's pant leg, they would see green magic circuits spreading from the soles of his feet to his thighs.

At this moment, Hercules snorted coldly, "I won't bully you, high jump boy, go change into racing shoes and sportswear."

"No need."

"Hmm?"

System Shirou looked like he didn't take him seriously, "It's enough, start."

Two words, which took Hercules two seconds to understand.

"Very good, I appreciate your madness."

Hercules, instead of getting angry, laughed, his hair bristling as he prepared to start running.

He was a hero among heroes, not disliking Shirou's madness.

On the premise that he had the strength for it.

Hercules' body was too huge, needing almost two lanes to fit.

Logically speaking, such a massive body and weight should make sprinting a weakness.

But heroes could never be described by common sense.

Everyone's gazes also proved this point.

Although there were people shouting in a teasing way, "Go high jump boy, I'm rooting for you!"

Yet there were more saying, "High jump boy, don't get thrown fifty meters back!"

The broadcast also joined the fun, ringing through the academy.

["Good afternoon, everyone at Chaldea Academy~"]

Merlin's sly voice came from the broadcast, ["First, let me introduce myself. I'm Merlin, oh, the head of the news club, big brother Merlin; next, I will be live-broadcasting the upcoming super super super hot news."]

["Just now, our scandal-ridden high jump boy, after practicing high jump for two and a half days, achieved divine success, and decided to take the ace of the track and field club, the strongest man in Chaldea Academy, Sir Hercules, as his target."]

["And launched a duel!"]

["The duel events are: 100-meter dash, 110-meter hurdles, and 10,000-meter long-distance run."]

["You didn't hear wrong, this is a death match composed of three track and field events."]

["Only the one who wins all three events can become the new king of Chaldea Academy."]

["Celebrate, for this will be an unprecedented duel."]

["Will it be the new king ascending before the sunset ends, or burning himself out before the sunset ends? Now, let us wait and see!"]

The moment Merlin's words fell, a chill that could lift the sky's cover rushed straight to the brain.

Shirou almost wanted to pull out Freedom and sew Merlin's mouth shut.

'When did I ever say there was the other two events, it is clearly just one 100-meter dash, okay!'

'No wonder this guy, after suffering such a huge loss, have no reaction at all, turns out he is waiting for a big one.'

'Cance—'

"OHHH!"

Just as he wanted to cancel hosting and explain.

Hercules suddenly roared to the sky.

Shouting angrily, "Come on, I accept your challenge, Emiya Shirou!"

Boom!

Shirou was dumbstruck.

He accepted, not only accepted, but loudly shouted out his name.

'It's over. Everything is over!'

'Coach, why hasn't the race started yet!'

'I want to run!'

Shirou was lifeless.

Hercules' emotions, however, grew even more intense, he said with burning blood, "Shout my name loudly!"

"WOAH!!!"

The field truly erupted, students who liked real men cheered, "Hercules!"

"Hercules!"

"Hercules!"

The mighty hero bathed in the glory of certain victory, imposing and extraordinary.

"Go Shirou!"

Only Illya and her friends were cheering for Shirou.

———

At the same time.

"D-Damn it!"

Just sitting down in the student council room, Issei hadn't even processed the pile of documents before hearing such explosive news.

So angry he almost flipped the table.

"Seriously," Tohsaka Rin held her forehead, "Can't you stay out of trouble for a bit, you guy."

"Emiya Shirou," Checking discipline at the school gate, Jeanne muttered, "So you were secretly practicing, I really misunderstood you, Emiya-kun."

"Mm~", Nero from the choir club stood with hands on hips, "Too detestable, such a grand event, and yet not informing me."

"Truly laughable," a certain oldest fat tiger, Gilgamesh, threw money for someone to place him on a street lamp, "Competing for the new king before the King? Truly a capital offense of ten thousand deaths."

Hiding in the corner, Ritsuka and Mash were crying without tears, "It has nothing to do with us, you must believe us, Emiya-kun."

But as she cried, Ritsuka couldn't help but laugh, "Uuuh… Sorry Emiya-kun, I'm really sad, but I don't know why, I just want to laugh."

Mash was shocked to silence, "Senpai, you're too inhuman!l!"

———

[Archery Club]

"Onii-chan this is…", Miyu's small face was full of worry.

"Such a big matter and you don't tell the teacher, you brat's wings have hardened?", The tiger roared.

"Senpai, why are you—", Sakura clenched her fingers.

'At this rate, more and more people will get close to senpai.'

'Or maybe… I should just imprison senpai directly?'

"Shirou," Artoria had a feeling.

———

On the field, it had completely become a paradise of noisy voices.

A paradise of pain doubled from Shirou's pained expression mask.

They shouted happily, "Beat Hercules, high jump boy!"

"Can you do it, high jump boy? Don't fall too far behind, let us have our fun!"

'System-san, not to mention the 100-meter dash and 110-meter hurdles, can you even do the 10,000 meters?'

Although it wasn't the strength Hercules was best at, his endurance was also top tier.

And Shirou was still struggling at D rank in strength.

The other two events were only at normal human level.

Ten thousand meters would burn his lungs to ash, even if repeatedly reinforced by magic, he couldn't run it.

Given the situation, and since it concerned Illya.

It was no longer something he could refuse just by saying no.

So…

'Just for me, System-san, burn yourself out!'

Shirou had already prepared to die.

Just like that, the death match attracting the attention of the entire Chaldea Academy began.

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