Type-Moon Simulator: Start the game by attacking the Greek goddess!

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"Mr. Moran...!"

Camus held the camera tightly in both hands.

Her pretty little face was full of tension and worry.

I kept praying in my heart that Webber and Moran would win, hoping to see how handsome he would look after the victory.

"Let's start with your disgusting face!"

Kemia laughed arrogantly.

He was previously shocked by Moran's handsome face, so he did it with the intention of revenge.

The fist as big as a sandbag hit him straight in the face.

boom--! !

The collision between fist and flesh produced a dull thud.

The heat wave that was enough to shake the soul spread outwards.

Even Camus didn't dare to look directly at him.

She couldn't help but close her eyes for a moment.

Even though he wanted to believe Webber and Moran more than anyone else, there was still a part of him that felt they couldn't beat reality.

I don't want to see the people I admire.

Beaten by the iron fist of reality until blood was all over the ground.

Boom——! !

The smoke and dust raised by the strong wind filled the field, and a black shadow flew out and slammed heavily into the marble column.

A suffocating atmosphere gradually began to spread.

Everyone outside the venue widened their eyes in disbelief, as if they had witnessed something that subverted reality.

Silence, so quiet that it was terrifying.

The training ground was so silent that you could hear a pin drop.

"——How, is it possible?"

The first thing that broke the silence was a startled and trembling voice.

It was full of shock and disbelief.

The smoke and dust swirling in the training ground gradually dissipated, revealing the situation inside to everyone.

“The one who was sent flying was…Kemia—!?”

Li Xiaer was so surprised that his face turned pale.

She was also a member of the El-Melloi classroom, and also one of those who believed that Moran Weber had no chance of winning.

The result surprised everyone.

"Oops, my hand slipped, Kemia, what did you just say you wanted to show me?"

Moran wiped his hands nonchalantly.

His right fist was stained with bright red blood.

Weber was completely bewildered.

He looked around, not knowing what was happening.

"Huh?"

Kenneth's eyes lit up and he stroked his chin.

He had just witnessed every minute of the battle.

If I had to sum up the scene in one word, it would be agile.

Moran saw through the opponent's thrust and couldn't change direction.

Here, Moran chose not to avoid but to fight back head-on.

He turned his head in a fraction of a second to dodge the punch, and then punched Kamiya in the abdomen.

The magic power is running and the power is gathering.

Cooperate with reaction force and fine operation.

This powerful output is completed in one thousandth of a second.

It's simply flowing like water.

It wasn't until Kemia was knocked away by the exploding magic punch that Kenneth realized he had forgotten to breathe.

"This efficient flow of magic power and rich combat experience is rarely achieved, even in the Clock Tower... Perfect!"

Kenneth couldn't help but praise.

However, this level of perfection also made him think of something.

At that moment, Moran seemed not to be an ordinary student in the classroom, but a warrior who had experienced many battles.

Just like the agents of the Holy Church.

Hone every part of your body into a weapon for combat.

"Hmm...Kemya is unconscious and can't fight. Come on, some people, take him to the medical room and treat him."

Kenneth came under the stone pillar.

He saw Kemia embedded in the stone pillar.

You know, this stone pillar was blessed by the magician's magic and could withstand the impact of a truck without moving at all. But it was still hit by Kemia and almost broke.

It is conceivable how powerful Moran is.

If magicians didn't rely on magic to strengthen their bodies during battle, an ordinary person's physique would probably explode on the spot.

"Ugh.....you! What on earth did you do!?"

Amreth came to his senses and shouted in panic.

He couldn't believe that Kemia was killed with just one punch.

The other party is a model student of the same level as him!

He is a new-age magician recognized by Teacher Kenneth!

How is this possible! How could it be like this!?

Such an outrageous mistake would never happen in reality!

"Did what? Huh? Didn't you see clearly?"

Moran put one hand on his hip, feigning confusion.

It was so casual that it felt like I was just taking a walk on the street, as if I had just done something insignificant.

"Moran, were you the one who knocked Kemia away?"

"What else? I've said before, when water comes, earth covers it; when soldiers come, we'll fight them. Weber, wait and receive the award with me."

"Receive the award...hahaha..."

Moran also chatted leisurely with Weber.

It was as if they were not going through any challenges.

Completely ignoring his opponent Amreth.

"Guh! Impossible!

How could Kemia be given to a third-rate person like you! Teacher Kenneth! There must be something wrong! "

Of course Amleth couldn't admit it.

He couldn't say that he didn't see anything clearly just now.

Even the battle process cannot be captured and analyzed.

If he told others about it, he would be completely humiliated. He absolutely could not bear such humiliation.

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Ps: I explained it in the comments. I am so tired. The modern chapter has only a dozen chapters. I will finish it tomorrow at the latest. Alas.

Regarding the protagonist being bored and arguing with Kenneth, this is a question that touches on the protagonist's principles.

What the protagonist opposes is not the theory of bloodline.

What he opposed was the conclusion that everything is completely determined by innate factors.

It is true that the protagonist gained his abilities through simulation, but that was gained through 26 years of hard work and blood and sweat, and was the result of various legends and achievements.

He has extremely strong action ability and vision, so there is no problem for him to directly participate in the Holy Grail War. It's just that his personality before the simulation is a bit arrogant.

Kenneth's definition of innateness is too absolute, which is why the protagonist thinks he's being too rigid and refutes it. Considering the protagonist has just returned from a simulation, with twenty-six years of heroic memories of defying innate fate, it would be strange if he didn't refute Kenneth.

Think about it, everyone, if I always do reading comprehension.

I will definitely be criticized for filling the text with padding, which is definitely not what you want to see. The number of words in the explanation now is enough for me to add another chapter.

I am now thinking about all this while frantically finishing my manuscript.

Lately I've been sleeping until two or three in the morning.

I am so tired. Really so tired.

Chapter 28: Lost Skills, Pankrasin [Please give me flowers! Please give me a monthly ticket!]

"Hmph, Amreth, do you think that Moran and Waver could have cheated under my personal supervision? Or do you think that my, Lord El-Melloi's, eyesight is inferior to yours?"

"No! No! I didn't mean that!"

Kenneth's character is very aristocratic and arrogant.

However, he hated magicians who didn't follow the rules even more.

Especially magicians who violate etiquette.

Fortunately, Amreth just had a short vision and he would not bother with a mere student.

Unless, the students want to argue with him.

Just like Moran.

"Damn it! Damn it! It's all because of you guys! As long as we defeat you all, everything will be fine!"

Amleth's mind gave up thinking.

He really couldn't understand how Moran dealt with Kemia.

However, he could think of one thing clearly.

He must defeat Webber and Moran here, otherwise he may lose all his past honors.