Why is My Magical Life in a Gal Art Style?

At the same time, in the residential area of ​​the eastern part of the city.

A monster the size of a double-decker bus is rampaging through the streets.

The monster was covered in dark brown carapace, and its six pairs of long, segmented limbs could dig deep trenches as it sprinted across the ground. Its head had no eyes, only a gigantic mouth covered in spiraling, sharp teeth, which constantly spewed out a transparent, corrosive slime.

The exterior wall of a five-story residential building was hit by slime, and the wall was melted at a visible speed, leaving a huge hole that was still emitting yellow smoke.

"Run! Everyone, retreat to the west!"

The sound of cherry blossoms echoed in the night sky.

She hovered above the residential buildings, her figure dodging left and right amidst the splattering slime spewed by the monster, displaying remarkable agility.

At the same time, the giant scissors in Sakura's hands kept opening and closing, cutting out wind blades that destroyed all the rubble and building debris flying towards the crowd.

"It seems this monster is the one Suzuran mentioned, the one with special abilities..."

Sakura frowned as she looked at the corroded ground and residential buildings.

Compared to the monster she killed with a single scissor strike, the monster that appeared tonight is undoubtedly much more troublesome.

The two seem to be on completely different levels in terms of destructive power.

"Don't panic, everyone! Evacuate in an orderly manner!" Sakura shouted loudly, her voice amplified by magic and clearly reaching everyone's ears.

Gazing down at the rapidly dispersing crowd, Sakura dared not relax her vigilance in the slightest.

She planned to wait until all the surrounding people had retreated to safety before engaging the monster in battle, thus minimizing the risk of harming innocent civilians.

……

On the top of a tall building hundreds of meters away, two figures hidden in the shadows were silently watching everything.

"It seems the breeding went very smoothly this time," the man with gold-rimmed glasses said, adjusting his glasses.

"This time, the monster's lifespan is much longer than the first one."

"As expected, this specialized type of monster is stronger than ordinary monsters."

"Lizard, I don't think so, do I? That magical girl hasn't even made a move yet, has she?" The short-haired man standing next to the lizard grinned.

"Wild boar, you're right. The magical girl would have dealt with the monsters for us the first two times. Why hasn't she made a move this time?" The lizard pondered, head down.

"Do you think it's possible that she's waiting for someone?" the wild boar suddenly asked.

"Oh?" The lizard seemed to have thought of something, and a hint of interest appeared on its face. "You mean... the intelligence we deliberately leaked?"

"Yes." The wild boar nodded.

"Your brain is surprisingly sharper this time," the lizard said, giving the wild boar an approving look.

With its pointed head, well-developed limbs, and frequent internal struggles between its left and right hemispheres, the wild boar has actually learned to think and analyze—quite an achievement!

The wild boar grinned: "Maybe it's because I got a beating from my older brother earlier."

"That's good. I'll have my brother beat you up later." The lizard's smile faded as he gazed at the distant scenery and slowly said, "Even we didn't expect that the Mage Association's familiar would be intercepted by the Church. But it actually gave us a push."

"Anyway—" the lizard said, then shifted its gaze to the wild boar's face, "We must obtain the remains tonight. No one can stop us. The task of collecting the remains is entrusted to you. If we encounter any danger... you know what to do."

The wild boar nodded emphatically, its massive body trembling slightly with excitement: "Understood. If all else fails, I'll swallow the 'Remnant Seed' and show these modern magicians what true power is."

The lizard stared at the wild boar for a few seconds, then simply patted him on the shoulder: "Go on. I'll meet you at the designated spot."

The wild boar grinned, turned around, walked to the edge of the rooftop, and leaped off.

Its massive body moved with extraordinary lightness in mid-air, and the wild boar, like a falling leaf, silently drifted down into the alley below.

The lizard watched the wild boar disappear into the distance, then gradually turned its gaze to the distant battlefield.

Magical girl Sakura is dealing with monsters, but from beginning to end, she has not used the overwhelming power she had last time.

"Is it because...over there?" the lizard murmured, turning its gaze in another direction.

Several subtle magical fluctuations were rapidly approaching the direction of the wild boar.

"I wonder if it's the Mage's Guild or the Heretical Mage's Church..."

……

Just as the wild boar approached the residential building, a figure that had been hiding in the shadows suddenly appeared in the dimly lit streets.

The leader was an elderly man with gray hair and a face etched with the wrinkles of time. Although he looked very old, his eyes revealed a sharpness that could not be concealed.

The old man was draped in a deep purple mage's robe. This purple robe was not the standard uniform of the Mage's Guild, but rather the insignia of high-ranking members of the heretical Church of Mages.

Behind the old man followed three figures wearing silver masks and black robes.

"Did you sense it, President?" a figure wearing a silver mask asked in a hoarse voice.

The elderly man referred to as the president is none other than "Raven," the branch president of the Heretical Magicians' Church in Shiroyama City.

"Nightingale, don't worry. They can't escape. Look how calm your subordinate, Lark, is." Raven's gaze gently swept over Crimson Lotus, who stood silently to the side.

When the president mentioned her, Honglian pursed her lips and didn't say anything. She knew very well that it was best to keep quiet at this time.

After all, the guild leader Raven, the online Nightingale, and the equally silent member "Hawkbeak" are not easy to get along with.

Raven withdrew its gaze, then took out a fist-sized, deep purple crystal from its pocket and gripped it tightly.

A moment later, the raven spoke in a deep, aged voice: "To the northeast, about 170 meters away from us, there is a creature with concealing magic that is moving at high speed..."

Honglian looked in the direction the chairman indicated.

It was a narrow alley between two residential buildings, completely swallowed by shadows, and nothing could be seen.

"President, could they be from the Secret Order?" Nightingale asked, intrigued.

"Whether it is or not, capture it first. Hiding there sneakily could very well hinder our operation." Raven put away the mental power amplification crystal, his deep purple robes fluttering slightly in the night wind. "Nightingale, you and I will charge in from the front. Lark, Eagle Beak, you two will flank from behind and cut off that guy's retreat."

"Remember, our objective is to capture them alive; gathering intelligence is our top priority. But if they resist fiercely..."

Although the raven didn't finish its sentence, its meaning was already very clear.

Without any objection from the three, Honglian and Yingzui exchanged a glance, quickly turned around, and nimbly darted into the side alley, disappearing into the shadows of the buildings in a few leaps.

"Nightingale, we should go now."

"Yes, Chairman!"