3 Troublemakers, needs to be taught a lesson!

Things were going well for Emiya. He was patrolling while Ophis was eating, but it looks like things changed drastically when a group of five people suddenly broke into Ophis' temple.

"Who the hell are you? Fucker," A white-haired teenager with intense blue eyes looked at Emiya with wariness.

"I could ask the same about you, twerp." Emiya scoffed at this brat—how old is this brat again?

"My name is Vali, smartass."

The boy's face immediately shifted into that of anger, and soon a pair of transparent blue wings materialised as the boy flew up. Looking at the wings, Emiya felt a sense of oppressive aura pressing down on him, though it was enormous. But, for the current him it was nothing more than minor trouble, similar to a small migraine.

Emiya curiously used a structural grasp on the wings, and soon, its entire history and replica of its basic functions were copied in his reality marble.

'I see he is the host of the Divine Dividing, a Longinus-class sacred gear. No wonder he acts arrogant.' Emiya said with a smirk.

The Sacred Gear's name was Divine Dividing, and it was also known as the White Dragon Emperor Light Wings. It was created by the Biblical God to seal Albion after he and his rival, the Welsh Dragon, Ddraig, caused too much damage to the Three Factions of the Bible during the Great War. Its main ability is to halve anything it wants every 10 seconds as long as it is strong enough.

"Oya, you think you can defeat me just because you have sacred gear? What's up with this sassy lost child?"

"Motherfu-"

Emiya used Mana Burst to instantly appear in front of Vali before giving him a low kick on the chin.

Emiya decided to use close-quarters techniques as much as possible in the beginning to see how he fared against his opponent while not relying too much on his noble phantasms, as he was quite interested in learning about this sacred gear.

He also wanted to see what would happen if Vali touched him and how his magical resistance would react to the effects of divine dividing, because at the base state, divine dividing is actually quite similar to magecraft, at the balance breaker, it stimulates the effects of greater magecraft, and finally, at the forbidden forms, it appears to reach the boundaries of true magic.

{Ansuz}

Emiya muttered as a large valley of hot flames was summoned at the foot of Vali, and with quick reflexes, Vali jumped into the air to avoid it.

"Oh? You're quite fast. But that won't be enough!" Emiya said casually, while the boy launched multiple demonic blasts composed of what seemed to him to be mana but had the concept of darkness imbued within it.

The latter sidestepped the blast and shot a gandr at the stupid boy, who decided to tank it but was sent crashing into a nearby stone and ended up coughing up blood.

With his upgrade in his magecraft rank to (B+), his scope regarding it has vastly improved, since he now has a vast array of spells that he could use easily.

So he decided to put his newfound ability to the test in order to discover its true limits.

Emiya raised his fingers and summoned ten shots of gandr, each sizing up like a football as the reddish curse leaked out of them, all fired at Vali at breakneck speeds with a wave.

Vali, who already seemed to be back on his feet, simply held out his hand towards the blast. A barrier made of demonic power appeared in front of him, blocking the gandr, but after blocking 7 gandr, the barrier broke, and as the rest were about to reach him, the boy raised his hands, and his wings started to glow.

{Divide}

Instantly the power of his curses was halved, and the weakened curses were easily dodged by the boy.

"You are not bad for a douchebag; what's your name, human?" The boy asked with less hate laced in his tone, since this time he seemed genuinely curious.

"You can call me Archer, a servant of Ophis." Emiya introduced himself.

"Archer, what kind of name is that? And a servant of Ophis? I have never seen you with her. Do not lie to me, asshole." Vali barked furiously at Emiya.

"What I said is true; your belief is unimportant to me," Emiya said, shrugging his shoulders.

Vali grumbled, and then he started to engage with Emiya again in an intense battle.

While they were fighting, four people were watching them.

A man with short black hair blew a long whistle.

"That human is keeping up with Vali, And there is not a lot who can keep up with him, especially humans," he said; the man's name is Bikou.

"Archer-sama's use of magic is very peculiar," said a blonde-haired girl in her mid-teens as she observed the fight.

"What do you mean, Le Fay?" asked a blonde-haired man with spectacles as he turned his gaze away from the fight to look at the girl.

"Usually, when you use magic, you are supposed to generate a magic circle. The circle represents the calculation you used to enact the magic you desired. It is also a focus for magicians, especially for human magic since we don't have demonic power. But look at him, there is no magic circle." Le Fay said this while pointing to the fire that Archer had started.

"Perhaps a sacred gear?" Bikou speculated.

"No, it's definitely magic," she replied.

The last spectator was a black-haired cat girl, and her name was Kuroka. She was quiet as she observed the fight. What she didn't say during her observation of Archer was that his presence was very peculiar; it smelled of steel and nothingness. which was nothing like ordinary humans.

Looking at Archer, every time he used his magic, a strange cyan marking would light up in his hands; she didn't know what it was except the fact that it was conducting mana. Every time he uses mana, those markings transfer mana to him, and every time he uses magic, some amount is sapped from those markings, but it gets refilled instantly the moment he uses mana.

It was as if someone was constantly supplying him with a steady stream of magical energy.

Back to the fight, Archer continued to dodge the incoming physical attacks from Vali. Vali's method of attack was too crude, to the point that it even nauseated him.

In fact, Vali's method is very similar to his; he purposefully shows opening in his stances, luring opponents to attack at their opening, which eventually leads them into their traps.

However, the way Vali uses it seems like a cheap imitation of himself; it was like this boy was using power to compensate for a technique that ends up horribly in this scenario.

Archer is used to fighting heroic spirits who have mastered their strengths to their pinnacle, and every time he fought a heroic spirit, he would feel like a faker for copying something that belonged to them.

Hence that's why he decided to create his own fate to fight, a form of martial arts/swordsmanship that would suit someone like him who he considers inferior, yet now facing someone like Vali, he didn't know why a sense of disgust aroused, seeing someone using a cheap imitation of a technique that he developed in his lifetime.

No wonder Gilgamesh felt angered looking at his projections, to him it was similar to an insult of the highest order as Gilgamesh spent his entire life collecting all the noble phantasms that he copied in an instant.

This Vali boy was faking a faker. He needs to be taught a lesson.

Reinforcing his hands with mana, he then struck a palm on Vali's stomach and used a mana burst for extra effect.

Vali's eyes bugged out as he couldn't use his Sacred Gear's ability fast enough. He then shot back explosively before colliding with the floor and skidding a good distance, raising a cloud of dust and a trail on the earth on his way.

That attack definitely broke a few ribs.

"Damn. That was one hell of a hit," cursed out Bikou, seeing the palm strike Archer landed on Vali.

The dust cleared, and Vali got up with the clothes on his stomach area destroyed, which displayed his well-defined abdominal muscles, which were curved in bruises and swollen purple marks probably because of internal bleeding due to his broken ribs.

"You really are strong. You're one of the strongest humans I have faced." He said with a hint of respect, as he coughed a bit, that the hit really did considerable damage, "but you are hiding your real strength, aren't you?"

"Yes, you're right," Archer sighed.

"You're going to have to force me to reveal more of my strength. Can you do that?" He taunted him.

"Remember, you asked for it."

{Balance Breaker Divine Divining: Scale Mail}

"Wait! He made Vali pull out his Balance Breaker!" shouted Bikou.

A flash of light surrounded him, and Emiya narrowed his eyes. After the light show faded, Vali was replaced by armour with a draconian design. The armour was huge, with various blue gems embedded in it, the largest one being in its chest. The wings also doubled in size, and the armour was spotted with a long draconian tail.

'The boy's power has skyrocketed over ten times, and if not for the bonuses in this new world, his raw power would have crushed the previous me.' Emiya thought with a hint of seriousness—no joke, he could still keep up with this boy in balance-breaker form, but that's the catch—he could only keep up.

That was also thanks to a boost in the parameter; he received his current strength rank at (B) compared to his previous rank of (C), though he could further augment it by a rank with his improvised reinforcement magecraft, which would be an overkill.

And he couldn't fool around either, because Dragon is one of the most powerful phantasmal species, capable of tanking up nukes, and even the weakest of their species has excellent magical resistance.

{I am the blade of this world.}

A very simple-looking sword was directly summoned from his reality marble since the mana he receives from his master (Ophis) is practically infinite and is only limited by his own output, which has also been raised because his original (D) rank circuit quality went to (EX) in rank.

The sword was quite long and mediaeval looking, but the craftsmanship was beautiful to the point that it looked sinful; the concept behind its making was "the elegance of simplicity."

Though it wasn't the only thing that was surprising about the sword, as it was releasing an enormous amount of power, it was one of the swords that he acquired from Gilgamesh's arsenal, and it was Gilgamesh's third favourite weapon in his treasury.

It was "Merodach: The Original Sin," the original model of the legends of the swords of selection in the various lands of the world, and the foundation of the sacred right to select the king.

According to legends, it was supposed to be a demonic weapon, a weapon that represented humanity's sins; however, due to its inherent ability to be wielded by a king, it became the basis for many legendary holy swords, and thus its true nature as a demonic sword was distorted over time.

Since it was the parent of all swords of selection, it inherited all the abilities of every sword of selection derived from it.

From Caliburn's "light that can burn away everything it touches" to Gram's "glory and ruin that slayed the dragon,"

It was an (A) ranked noble phantasm; it should be enough to teach this brat a lesson.