To become a king and a magician

After giving a subtle smile, Okita Souji said, "However, I was in England before, so I didn't realize that the Shinsengumi is so famous in later generations. I was asked about it at the store just now."

"After all, it's an organization that has appeared in various books and even on screens many times in later generations. However, at this time, the Shinsengumi is more loved as a tragic hero. It won't be until after this war that it will truly be widely praised." Natsukawa Torara explained, "After the Burning of Humanity, I'll find you some works about the Shinsengumi from later generations, such as movies, TV series, and novels."

"This is troublesome, Master."

Okita Souji, who was smiling just a second ago, suddenly turned cold with a cold expression and his hand rested slightly on the bag containing the knife.

"Be careful, I can sense a faint killing intent."

“Yeah, I felt it too.” Natsukawa Tora nodded. “It’s well hidden, you could say there’s practically no aura leaking out. It must be an Assassin. The level of aura concealment must be quite high… That being said, it’s meaningless to me if I can’t eliminate myself from this world.”

If I really wanted to sneak up on him without Natsukawa Torato knowing—I could probably do it in my dreams.

(I remember this time the Assassin was—)

“Okada Izou”.

"Is that the enemy's real name? Master." Okita Souji instantly understood the meaning of the name. "Could you provide further details?"

"No problem, but let's talk on the way. It's not good to start a fight in the city. Let's move to an open area first."

"Yes."

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Okada Izō.

One of the four great assassins of the late Edo period in Japan, known as "Hitsugi Izo" and "The Ghost of Tosa".

Possessing the extraordinary ability to master swordsmanship after only one encounter, her talent as a swordsman is undoubtedly genius-level. Although based on legend, when summoned, she is mostly a manifestation of the Assassin class, but her abilities are comparable to Saber's, and in fact, her adaptability to the Saber class is also quite high.

Any swordsman who faces him will likely find the first battle a tough one.

"I see, a swordsman who steals sword techniques."

Carried by Natsukawa Torata as they leaped through the forest, Okita Souji's expression grew slightly serious after hearing the information about Okada Izo. For a pure swordsman like her, Okada Izo was indeed a bit of a problem in terms of compatibility.

"Well, that's true, but in the end, it's just a Heroic Spirit born in the mysterious and sparse modern era. It can neither fly nor unleash a beam cannon, and it has almost no means of long-range attacks. In addition, it is an Assassin, so its body is very fragile. In reality, it is not a threat."

"That's true."

Swordsmen are all capable of unleashing beam attacks—while this statement doesn't apply to all swordsmen, it certainly applies to the vast majority of Saber-class Servants, especially heroes from an era where mystery hasn't completely faded.

Compared to those ancient beings, Okita Souji, Okada Izou... these heroic spirits from the modern era seem rather pathetic.

No, it's not just about that.

(Because I can't keep up with my Master's speed, I can only be carried around by my Master... It's so embarrassing for a Servant!)

After deciding to fight Okada Izo in an open area, Okita Souji originally planned to move with Natsukawa Torama, but she couldn't keep up with Natsukawa Torama's speed, and in the end, she could only be carried in his arms like this.

At least her agility is an A+!

"Well, that should be about it."

Stopping on an open field on the outskirts of the capital, Natsukawa Torama put Okita Souji down: "Here, even if a huge explosion were to occur, it would only be considered a normal occurrence in war and wouldn't cause too much of a problem—So, Souji, can I borrow your sword for a moment?"

"Alright... Master, what do you want to do?"

"It's nothing, just an elf bestowing some blessings upon the warriors who are about to step onto the battlefield."

With a smile, Natsukawa Torato lightly traced the blade of the Kikuichimonji sword with his finger.

Whether it was Okita Souji's imagination or not, in her eyes, her originally ordinary Kikuichimonji sword was suddenly wrapped by dozens of colorful streams of light. Incredibly strong magic filled the blade, and even a new layer of light blade was constructed on the surface of the blade, giving people the feeling that it could release a torrent of light with just a swing.

Natsukawa Torajiro returned the sword to Okita Souji: "That's about right. Its hardness and sharpness have been enhanced to the limit. In addition, it also has self-regeneration, an incurable curse, a continuous bleeding curse, and the blade itself is also coated with a deadly poison. Furthermore, it can also unleash a beam attack with power roughly equivalent to a C-rank Noble Phantasm."

"..."

Looking at his beloved sword, which shone brightly in his hand, Okita Souji suddenly felt a sense of dreamlike wonder.

Meanwhile, in the woods not far away, Okada Izo, who had rushed out to the two of them with a sword on his back, was slightly out of breath: "I finally caught up with you—what's that?"

“A sword,” Natsukawa Torama laughed. “Come on, Souji, consider this a test. Swing it around and see how it goes—well, actually these enchantments are only one-time effects, lasting only a few minutes before they disappear.”

"I...I understand."

Holding such a mysterious sword for the first time, Okita Souji couldn't help but feel nervous. He instinctively assumed the starting stance of the Tennen Rishin-ryu school and swung it with a flourish—

"Bang--------------!!"

A beam of multicolored light shot out!

84. Not only will they bully your monsters, but they'll also use your monsters to attack you.

Okada Izo was a swordsmanship genius.

Regardless of the style of swordsmanship, he could often adopt it as his own after just one glance.

Therefore, Okada Izo looked down on swordsmen, believing that those swordsmen he could easily defeat were all second-rate trash.

It's the same this time.

Upon arriving at the location as ordered by his Master and seeing his target, Okada Izo was certain that the brat carrying the sword was a swordswoman. He didn't know her actual skill level, but judging from his intuition, she seemed to be quite capable.

Looks like this is going to be a lot of fun.

This was Okada Izou's idea at the time.

His own abilities gave him the right to have such proud thoughts, and when he saw Okita Souji and Natsukawa Tora leave and move towards the suburbs, he guessed what the two were thinking.

(I'm looking for a suitable grave for myself. That would be good; if it's in the wild, I won't have to deal with the body.)

With this in mind, Okada Izo followed closely behind. Although the opponent's unexpected speed made it difficult for him to catch up, he eventually succeeded.

(They made me run for so long, just wait till I get my hands on them!)

As Okada Izo walked out of the forest with these thoughts in mind, he saw Okita Souji holding a sword that shone with seven-colored light and looked like a formidable weapon.

What's that? Is that a knife too?

Okada Izo, who came from a mysterious and rare modern era, did not know what magic was. Even if he did know, he was a person who disliked learning and had no interest in knowledge other than swordsmanship. Therefore, even if he knew, he could not be said to understand it.

Through instinct alone, he could understand one thing—that knife was extremely dangerous!

Then.......

"Ugh... Ahhhhhh..."

As if he were about to shout, but also as if he was holding it in, Okada Izo let out a low growl similar to that of a wild beast. He staggered backward onto a tree and slid down onto his backside, clutching his right arm tightly—below his elbow was nothing.

Beside him, the ground and forest appeared to have been ripped apart by something, with a huge crack visibly cleaved open.

This was undoubtedly the result of Okita Souji's strike. Thanks to Natsukawa Torato's enhancement magic and the various spirit enhancements brought about by summoning magic, although it was only temporary, this sword was enough to give Okita Souji the ability to unleash a beam attack.

That's about all the power it has.

Seeing Okada Izo slumped at the foot of the tree, Natsukawa Torama walked over and squatted down: "Your survival instincts saved your life, you man-slayer."

"you......"

"Don't look at me with such a scary look. I'm not afraid. On the contrary, I feel like I'm being stared at by a rabid dog. It's giving me the creeps." Natsukawa Tora waved his hand and said, "However, although you say you've been given a second chance at life, you're actually not going to live much longer. I've attached three curses to Souji's sword."

Highly toxic, renders cures ineffective, and causes continuous damage.

Given Okada Izo's condition, even if you leave him here unattended, he'll die in a dozen minutes at most and return to the Throne of Heroes.

however--

"Buzz—!"

Suddenly, a spatial fluctuation spread out around Okada Izou.

(Master used a Command Spell to try and save him... Do you think it's possible?)

Just as the light of the Command Seal transfer was about to envelop Okada Izou, Natsukawa Torama raised his hand, took off his glasses, and glared fiercely at Okada Izou.

"Ughh ...

The feeling of being devoured from the inside out caused Okada Izo to wail uncontrollably! And amidst this wail, the transfer of the Command Seals was finally completed.

Watching Okada Izo disappear from the spot, Natsukawa Torama pushed up his glasses: "Well, this way we don't have to worry about the German side."

The Eyes of Corrosion are demonic eyes that erode spirits. Any spirit that is looked at by these eyes will become an evil spirit that only knows how to follow its nature to destroy. If Natsukawa Tora does not control it, it will continue to move until it brings about its own destruction or is destroyed.

Of course, Natsukawa Torato had no intention of controlling Okada Izo. In the end, he was simply out of control. How could he be controlled outside the signal circle?

"This way, a completely uncontrollable executioner follower has entered the German base. Although he can only last for ten minutes or so in his current physical condition, that should be enough for him to clean up everyone in the base. The most troublesome Caster can also be dealt with in this way."

“Caster?” Okita Souji frowned. “Master… I’m used to it, but I’m still a little surprised. Did you know all the enemy’s personnel configuration all along?”

"Pretty much. Although I've forgotten some of the specific Masters, I still remember the Servants. This Caster, like Assassin, is a Servant summoned by a German magician, and her true name is Maxwell's Demon."

Maxwell's Demon.

This fictional being, created through a hypothetical experiment by a mathematician who challenged the origins of existence, is a follower whose spirit origin is distorted and twisted, derived from people's desire to "explore infinite energy."

In terms of its form of existence, it is more like a phantom in a strict sense, an existence born from a story or theory that gathers human desires.

Although it has virtually no combat power, its existence is based on the concept of "Maxwell's Demon," and as long as this concept is not refuted at the current point in time, it is absolutely impossible to destroy.

However, in 1981, mathematician Bennett's paper refuted the theory of Maxwell's demon.

This means that if he appears after 1981 and is summoned in an era when the concept of Maxwell's Demon was rejected, he will lose his indestructible nature and can even be destroyed by simply beating him with a book.

"The current time is 1945, which is still a long way from 1981, so Caster can absolutely not be destroyed. Fighting him is a waste of time. But in the end, he is just a Servant. If a Servant loses his Master, he can naturally no longer manifest."

With Okada Izo's demonized abilities, taking down a German military base wouldn't be difficult. Ideally, he could simply eliminate Maxwell's demon master directly; if not...

(Oh well, it's fine. At worst, we'll just have to deal with Moonfall or the Holy Sword. It'll also settle some personal grudges. Anyway, at this point, the German and Japanese losing one or two bases won't make much difference.)

Thinking of this, Natsukawa Torato said to Souji, "Well, let's not talk about Caster for now. The most important thing right now is the Holy Grail bomb. There's a Japanese outpost in the suburbs nearby. Let's go check it out."

"Yes, Master."

Okita Souji nodded and subconsciously tried to sheathe the sword, but the intense magic and light surrounding the blade held it firmly in place, preventing it from being sheathed.

"Master, this sword...can't your magic be dispelled?"

"Uh... I'm sorry, it's really not possible. Please wait a few minutes."

85. Traditional magicians should just be thrown to the dogs.

Before we knew it, it was dusk.