Emiya Shirou opened his eyes calmly.
His gaze settled on the distant sky.
The warning signals from his Ultra Instinct had not stopped for a moment. A quiet, persistent pressure. Enough for him to be certain.
The Demon Lords' claws were about to reach this city.
According to the original information, the first to arrive would be one of the strongest among them.
Demon Lord Milim Nava.
The Dragonoid.
She was the child of the Progenitor Dragon, the Star Dragon Veldanava, and a human hero. One of the oldest Demon Lords in existence. More than that, she stood at the absolute ceiling of combat power in this world.
Her true strength was unknown.
But to Emiya Shirou and Rimuru, there was no doubt about one thing.
She would be the strongest opponent they had faced so far.
"It seems we need to prepare in advance."
Emiya Shirou was not nervous about Milim's arrival.
They had no deep-seated grudge with her. No irreconcilable hatred. As long as they followed the flow of events from the original story, that lonely Demon Lord who loved battle would eventually experience the joy of a farming-style life.
And then.
The thought made his heart beat faster.
Combat training.
Against the ceiling of this world.
That alone was enough to make his blood stir.
After reaching LV.7, although Emiya Shirou had not officially awakened as a Hero, his base parameters had already entered the S-rank domain. Even without relying on his severing ability, his combat power had unquestionably reached the level of an Awakened Hero.
Against the three Demon Lords of the new generation, he would hold absolute dominance.
But Milim was different.
An enemy he would need to face with full concentration.
And even then, victory was not guaranteed.
The existence of his severing ability gave him a chance against any opponent, no matter how strong. That chance might be extremely small, but it was real.
And that was enough.
"Master, you're awake!"
From a nearby side street, Gobta came running over. He was already clad in armor, his movements brisk as he greeted Emiya Shirou.
"How are things on your end?" Emiya Shirou asked.
"Everything's going smoothly. No errors at all!"
"In that case, let's go take a look."
Brushing the dust from his clothes, Emiya Shirou stood up and began walking forward with Gobta.
The streets beneath their feet were flat and wide. The surrounding buildings were orderly, sturdy, and alive with activity.
A satisfied smile appeared on Emiya Shirou's face.
Three months had passed since the battle with the Orc Disaster.
In those three months, tens of thousands of new laborers had joined the workforce. Under that manpower, the City of Emiya had been constructed at a speed that bordered on the unbelievable.
The framework of the city was complete.
The infrastructure was in place.
Emiya Shirou had already stepped down from his role as supervisor and director of city construction.
He had returned to what he was most familiar with.
Army reorganization.
Soldier training.
Although Benimaru currently served as the military commander, when it came to training troops, Emiya Shirou was the most suitable choice. He had already summarized and refined the necessary experience through repeated practice.
After the great war, even more goblins had joined their ranks.
Under Rimuru's naming, these defecting goblins evolved into Hobgoblins and Goblinas. They were integrated into the military almost immediately.
As a result, Emiya Shirou's goblin legions now numbered several thousand.
But that posed no real problem.
For goblins, Emiya Shirou had already developed a set of suitable training methods. Combined with the goblin military series he had previously created, training them had become even simpler.
He handed the elite goblins he had personally trained over to Benimaru, letting them assist in shaping the newly joined recruits.
As for Emiya Shirou himself, his focus shifted elsewhere.
The Orcs.
Perfecting their training system.
Creating foundational techniques suited to their race.
This was something only he could do.
"How are they doing with the Orc military swordsmanship I taught earlier?" Emiya Shirou asked after a moment of thought.
For the Orcs' weapons, he had chosen swordsmanship without hesitation.
Compared to Hobgoblins, Orcs possessed overwhelming physical strength. They were better suited to the path of breaking techniques with brute force.
Accordingly, for their upgraded weapons, Emiya Shirou selected long-handled greatswords similar to guandao-style arms. Weapons that allowed them to fully exploit their racial advantages.
"They've all learned it," Gobta replied. "Overall, they're practicing pretty well."
Emiya Shirou nodded slightly.
Gobta now served as his assistant, helping him train the Orc soldiers. Over this period of close involvement, Gobta had grown rapidly. His talent for learning martial arts was astonishing.
Even when facing Hakurou, he showed no fear.
His learning ability was practically maxed out.
Not only had his physical combat skills improved, but he had also mastered a considerable amount of magic. In the future, he would undoubtedly become a top-tier expert under Rimuru.
As for teaching others.
If Gobta couldn't explain something clearly, he simply demonstrated it directly.
Under Emiya Shirou's guidance, even his instructional ability had improved significantly.
"Good progress," Emiya Shirou said. "As expected of the elites among the Orcs."
The Orcs currently undergoing training were all elites.
They had once served under the former Orc General, now the Orc Lord Geld.
After the Orcs were subdued by Emiya Shirou and Rimuru, Geld brought his remaining elites to join their forces.
Each of these Orcs exceeded the racial average by a wide margin.
They could all be called elite existences.
At present, the Orc race as a whole sat around C-rank. Among them were many B-rank individuals, and even a number of A-ranks.
Rimuru's naming had accelerated their growth dramatically.
Those who had been C-rank or B-rank before were promoted to B-rank and A-rank respectively after being named.
The former Orc General, the only remaining A-rank among the Orcs, had become an A+ rank existence after receiving his name.
According to Emiya Shirou's plan, once these elites completed their training, they would be dispatched to regular Orc units as instructors and officers.
This would drive the overall improvement of the Orc army.
With a population of one hundred thousand, the Orcs were destined to become the main source of military power for Emiya Shirou and Rimuru.
After all, all the other races combined didn't even reach half that number.
Passing through the increasingly lively streets, Emiya Shirou brought his brief afternoon rest to an end and returned to the training grounds.
"Assemble."
"Begin afternoon training."
"Yes!"
The Orc soldiers responded in unison, quickly forming ranks.
Under the commands of Gobta and the others, they practiced Orc military swordsmanship again and again. Heavy weapons cut through the air in disciplined arcs.
Watching them train, Emiya Shirou felt satisfied.
"As expected of former elites. Their mastery of technique is impressive."
"These are all thanks to Father's excellent teaching."
Hearing the familiar voice, Emiya Shirou turned around.
Little Rimuru stood behind him, hands clasped behind her back, smiling mischievously.
"Where did you go just now?" Emiya Shirou asked. "I didn't see you."
"I went to play with Little Emiya at Shuna sister's place," she said cheerfully. "But then Shion sister wanted to ask Shuna sister for help making delicious food for the other father, so we quietly left."
She paused, then continued.
"Little Emiya ran back in a hurry to report it. I couldn't stop her, so I followed her back."
Listening to his daughter's explanation, Emiya Shirou sighed silently in his heart.
He felt a moment of sympathy for Benimaru.
According to Rimuru's rules, if Shion wanted to cook, she needed Benimaru's permission.
Whether she had obtained it this time or not, Benimaru was unlikely to escape a scolding.
Emiya Shirou could already foresee his situation.
"How interesting," Emiya Shirou muttered. "After training, I'll go find Benimaru."
"I want to go too," Little Rimuru said immediately, as if she had sensed his thoughts.
They exchanged a glance.
Then, both of them laughed quietly.
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