Type-Moon, I'm a magician, is that true?

Aoko tensed her nerves and focused on the magic fog on the opposite side, which was so thick that no one could be seen. Now she decided to use another tactic.

At this moment, the thick fog formed by magic power floated as if blown by the wind, swirling in a circle, and finally gradually dimmed, revealing the tree-like magic network within it.

In the center of this large amount of magic, Aiwen casually took out a can of Fanta and drank it leisurely. His posture was so natural as if he was sitting in a restaurant.

"Aozaki, why did you have to fight? You didn't even start fighting before."

"Need I tell you? Because I didn't realize you were a magician before! How could I let a magician like Mo Shang act freely? This is the instinct of a spirit vein manager."

Faced with this strange question, Qingzi answered unhappily while moving slowly.

She was looking for the right moment to attack.

"Spirit Vein Manager, you? You look so weak?"

"I'm so embarrassed for being so weak!"

Qingzi roared in a low voice, and at the same time, he seized the opportunity to fire another magic bullet. The technique was launched very cleverly, and it was like a sniper bullet fired at the moment when the opponent was relaxed.

A dark blue beam of magic flashed through the air, its speed no less than that of pistol ammunition. Humans' reaction ability would probably not be enough to dodge it.

"puff."

But it didn't achieve any results.

Qingzi watched it crash into the tree-shaped magic net, then decelerated within a second, and then lost its restraint and spread into a cloud of pure magic.

"So that's how that lingering magical power comes from."

The attack failed, but Aoko was not surprised at all. It was rather that she had never thought that the magic bullet could hurt Aiwen.

Combining all the previous phenomena and details, she came to a guess, and this magic bullet was just verifying that guess.

"Sure enough, that layer of fabric can assimilate magic power? And it seems that it can absorb and store magic power." When Qingzi said this, he stared at Aiwen fiercely with envy and dissatisfaction.

"Does it feel good to steal someone else's magic power? And isn't this a cheat? How can there be such a shameless magic trick?"

Now her heart was completely relieved. Aozaki Aoko's guess was perfectly verified, but she was not happy at all.

To her, Aiwen was the worst possible opponent.

Qingzi, who is still a magic apprentice, cannot use any high-level attribute conversion magic. The only magic bullets and larger magic bullets that he can skillfully use in battle are.

The magic bullet emits the heat and mass generated by the most basic flow of magic power, and its essence is still a magic ball.

"It would be great if I could learn magic like fireball or stone cone." Qingzi couldn't help but complain about her own talents.

"A physical attack might work, but I can't do it without the help of the spell I drew up in advance. What exactly did my grandfather see in me?"

But I have to say that Qingzi's combat intuition is indeed excellent.

[Branch of the Tree of Life] is indeed unable to cope with purely physical attacks. The most effective way to deal with Aiwen might be to fire a shot from a pistol.

But unfortunately, most magicians don't have this kind of thinking at all.

Magic represents the past, and magicians are just a group of backward people who stubbornly cling to the glory of the past, are unwilling to look to the future, and are gradually being abandoned by the times.

"I must always carry a pistol with me from now on."

Aozaki Aoko swore in her heart.

Well, it seems that not all of them are conservative. At least Miss Aozaki Aoko is a magician who follows the trend of the new era.

"It's a bit difficult, but there's still a chance of winning."

Qingzi clenched her right hand in defiance, and the magic bullet-launching technique on her wrist gradually disappeared.

This was not a surrender, but her last desperate gamble.

"Strengthen!" Qingzi tensed his limbs and sent the command to his body. The magic mark shone again and flowed the light along the circuit to his whole body.

She plans to decide the outcome in hand-to-hand combat!

With high morale, Qingzi felt that she would win.

"Who made you look so slender? It seems I have the upper hand in a fist fight."

Chapter 25: Can You Win?

Looking at the opponent rushing towards him, his whole body shining with magical light, Aiwen couldn't explain what he was thinking.

Do you want to kill him?

Shaking his head, Aiwen did not intend to do this. He did not hate Aozaki Aoko, so he did not want to kill her.

To be precise, the enemy's murderous intent was not very important to him. Because he was actually constantly feeling the emptiness of death, adding another one wouldn't make much of a difference.

[Red Death] never left him, and he was always only half a step away from death.

Thanks to this, he both takes death seriously and doesn't care about it.

To attach importance to something means that he is well aware of the severity of death, and therefore does not take life and death lightly; to not care about something means that he does not avoid the arrival of death, nor does he have any attachment to life.

The result of adding the two together is an awkward principle of doing things. Except for some special cases, Aiwen is a little too tolerant, especially towards people he thinks are good.

Even so, the flow of magic power never stopped.

"After all, I don't want to be beaten like this."

Aiwen said silently, a thought flashed through his mind, and he put his index and middle fingers together, pointing to the wire fence on the right.

He didn't want to be hurt by Qingzi's shallow hostility, it was unnecessary.

"Declare the Earth."

A short hymn was recited, and the magic power was consumed according to the master's will, driving the transformation of matter.

The barbed wire fence erected on the edge of the roof expanded and twisted like a living thing. It grew like weeds and blocked the way between Qingzi and Aiwen.

"What is this, alchemy?"

Aoko was shocked. Her unstoppable run was forcibly interrupted. Fortunately, the magic power strengthened her leg muscles, otherwise the sudden stop would have strained her muscles.

"It's not over yet! Magic Bullet!"

The moment she stopped, Aoko looked like an experienced cowboy from the American West. Her right index finger was a revolver, and the magic bullet she fired was a copper bullet.

The blue magic bullet hit the barbed wire with a tail, and the huge kinetic energy and heat it brought easily destroyed the obstacles blocking the road.

"It worked! It seems the iron's essence hasn't been strengthened. So it's not alchemy."

Qingzi smiled. She originally thought that this was iron wire strengthened by alchemy, but now it seems to be just ordinary iron.

This made her feel relieved. Iron alone couldn't stop her, so it wasn't that difficult.

In this regard, Aozaki Aoko was not wrong in her guess. Aiwen had some knowledge of alchemy, but currently had no way to apply it in combat.

The Declaration series is one of the magic tricks he inherited from his teacher, and is also the foundation of his subsequent magic tricks. It is a branch of conversion magic that can transfer magic power and spirit to another object.

This magic can temporarily change the properties of his magical power and use it to enhance the power of specific spells.

[Declaration·Earth] represents and operates not just the land, but the material that carries things, including metal.

It has a similar effect to alchemy, and can give life to inanimate objects, allowing them to quickly replicate and multiply themselves at the cost of consuming magic power. The more a substance there is in the planet, the easier it is to replicate.

If it were made of iron, the difficulty of copying would be about the same as that of a magic bullet, which is extremely simple.

Therefore, Qingzi's happiness came too early.

Aiwen didn't care about the iron net with a big hole in it. The smoke and dust couldn't block his vision. His eyes were watching Qingzi's every move.

With a slight movement of his fingers, the [Branches of the Tree of Life] spread to a wider range, about ten meters around his body, and a large amount of magic power was quickly absorbed.

Before Qingzi could run again, Aiwen's next wave of attack came.

Growing, bending, overlapping, squeezing.

The woven tracks are like blooming iron flowers, and almost one-third of the fairly spacious rooftop has been occupied by iron wires.

"This...annoying thing!"

Qingzi waved his right hand impatiently, and a straight line of blue stardust turned into arrows and shot out, destroying a large area of the iron net.

But when one section was destroyed, five more sections would grow in its place. The light grey iron thorns seemed endless, and at the same time they transformed into large hands that stretched out towards Qingzi, scaring her so much that she quickly retreated.

After just a few minutes of tug-of-war, there was almost no place left on the rooftop.

"Damn it, it never ends. What kind of magic trick is so shameless!"

Aoko was no longer optimistic. She had used up more than half of her magic bullets and there was not much magic power left in her body. Her magic circuits had already begun to convert the mana in the air with all their strength.

But for some reason, he always felt that the source of magic power seemed particularly thin today, and it was totally insufficient. Looking at the blockade in front of him, which was tighter than a prison, Qingzi suddenly felt a little powerless.

She might indeed have the upper hand in close combat with Aiwen, but if she couldn't even touch him, the battle plan would be a joke.

"In this case, this is the last resort."

Qingzi raised her right arm, and her snow-white and delicate skin was covered with mysterious lines, which looked so terrifying.

"I still have some magic power left. If I use all my strength to activate the Magic Seal, it won't be difficult to perform a large magic spell of four or more bars. These crude and rotten wires will be swept away in one go."

After estimating his own condition, Qingzi took a deep breath, allowing the oxygen to fully penetrate his limbs and bones, relieving the accumulated fatigue.

She also has a trump card for a comeback. The seals of the Aozaki family accumulated over generations are enough for her to turn defeat into victory. This is the importance of the magic seal being called the crystallization of long-cherished wishes.

There is no need to draw out the rituals in advance, no need to memorize complicated procedures, and even no need to chant.

All that was needed was determination, an infusion of magical power, and then a wait. The powerful cannon would pierce through the iron net blocking the path, along with the magician behind it.

So, should we do it?

Aoko asked herself in her heart whether she had the reason to win even at the cost of other people's lives, and whether she was willing to fire the magic bullet even if her hands were stained with blood.

Under the glow of the sunset, the girl set foot on the crossroads of destiny.

Qingzi looked up at Aiwen on the other side of the rooftop. His expression was still as calm, without any hostility or murderous intent, just like when they first met.

The girl was not stupid. She could see that Aiwen was showing mercy. Even the magic she used was for blocking and arresting, and had no killing power at all.

Would you feel humiliated if your subordinates showed mercy?

meeting.

So, do you want to cause a scene without caring about the consequences? Do you want to kill those who still show kindness after you provoke them?

"..."

Aozaki Aoko already knew her answer.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The light of the magic mark on her arm suddenly disappeared. Aozaki Aoko grabbed her hair with both hands, squatted on the ground, and shouted as if to vent her anger.

"Okay, I give up! That's it!"

The loud shout reached Aiwen's ears. He waved his hand and withdrew the magic that controlled the barbed wire, but the branch of the Tree of Life remained.

The growing wires stopped and began to retreat, leaving a narrow path.

With the sound of light footsteps, Aiwen gradually approached Qingzi, who was still rolling the barbed wire with the sole of his shoe in dissatisfaction.

"You want to admit defeat?"

"Well, that's it. I admit defeat. If we continue fighting, we will only face the worst possible outcome."

Qingzi patted her dusty school uniform, her face full of displeasure.

But Aiwen unexpectedly felt that she was relieved, as if she had put down a burden.

Chapter 26: Deepening Understanding

"You're not going to get rid of me, your defeated opponent, are you?"

It was already very late, and even the last bit of sunset glow in the sky was about to melt away, and night was falling.