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

"Because you're already a complete magician, sis."

At this moment, Qingzi's laughter came from the side. At this time, she had a smile on her face, and there was no longer the self-blame that was burning in her heart before.

"So I subconsciously adopt the magician's approach, even though if you're willing to spend some time with that guy, you'll realize he's actually very easy to get along with."

There is no doubt that this is the margin that only the leaders have.

The situation was now clear, and Chengzi herself knew that this might be the end. She looked at Qingzi and chatted with her like ordinary sisters.

"Yes, as long as he's there, the situation on the battlefield will be nailed down. Even though I still have a few trump cards, they are meaningless."

Orange spit out the burnt-out cigarette from his mouth and raised his hands in defeat.

"Alright, I admit defeat. You can do whatever you want with me, but for the sake of our past friendship, I still hope you can give me a quick death."

"Is this your last words, sister?"

Qingzi crossed her arms over her chest and said nothing, while Youzhu turned away without any interest and walked towards Aiwen.

Was this the witch's final act of respect for the two sisters, or was it due to something else? No one could tell.

By the way, Youzhu also took back the Bridge Giant, because if he continued to maintain it, he would be too tired to move.

The witch walked a little faster than usual and came to stand beside Aiwen. She looked directly into those beautiful lake green eyes with a hint of reproach in her gaze.

"Qingzi is very anxious. She is worried about you. Don't let this happen again next time. Please explain everything clearly."

Perhaps out of shyness, Youzhu subconsciously removed the subject of her words.

Chapter 70: Dawn is coming

"There's nothing much to explain. It's just one day. I have my own things to do."

"Yeah."

Youzhu paused.

According to her personality, the conversation should have stopped here, but this time was really different from the past, and even she wanted to talk more.

Complex emotions are like a tangled ball of thread. We come with hope, fight with anger for loss, and finally talk about everything with a sense of liberation of regaining what we had lost.

There are too few moments in Youzhu's life when she feels such complex emotions. Staying away from the world is tantamount to sealing herself off. She has been living in a simple petri dish until now.

Just like the beautiful dolls that have been forgotten and discarded in the window of an old doll shop with a sign covered with cobwebs and dust, deep in a shabby alley that no one cares about.

She did nothing wrong, nor did she lose her value. It's just that the times have left her behind in the progress.

Originally, what was waiting for her was only a tragic ending. Happiness as a human being was something she longed for but could not obtain.

But here, at the fork in the road on a fateful night, an unknown road seemed to quietly extend beneath her feet.

So the witch took the initiative to speak, trying to continue the conversation.

"So it was you and Orange and the others who caused the vision yesterday? That storm."

"Yeah, I was almost home when the lady over there attacked with a golden wolf, and a conflict ensued."

"That lady's magic skills were very high, but she was no match for me in combat, so she chose to step aside and let the Phantasma take the field instead."

"Is he really a fantasy? Seeing how he and Thames fought back and forth before, I even had my doubts about his identity."

Youzhu was thinking seriously. To her, this was an event on the same level as the great paleontological discoveries of the century.

"Logically, Thames should have been shattered in one blow by a Fantasy Species of that level. Its shell, impenetrable to modern times, is nothing but foam in front of creatures from the Age of Gods."

"The mysterious eras are so different." Youzhu said.

But such an ancient golden wolf was entangled by the Bridge Giant, which was a strange phenomenon that subverted the common sense of the magic world and made Youzhu very curious.

"Because I stripped him of his mysterious years," Aiwen said matter-of-factly, "He needs to start accumulating them all over again."

"Up to this point, the Golden Wolf has only one day's worth of mystery. While its abilities and essence remain unchanged, its ability to defy modern magic has certainly been lost."

"what?!"

If you want to know what a miracle is, this is it. The more you study magic, the more you will understand how terrifying this sentence is.

Youzhu's right hand unconsciously covered her mouth, her eyes filled with disbelief. Although Aiwen's treatment of Qingzi was enough to understand his specialness, it was still too extraordinary to do this.

There are still some means to restrain and break the mysterious suppression, but it is really difficult to find a way to deprive the mystery itself.

"Think about it carefully, you have been an outrageous person from the beginning." Youzhu said to herself.

Curiosity is growing, and Youzhu's desire to explore is brewing.

'But not now.'

She barely suppressed her excessive desire to explore. Even if she wanted to have a deep chat, it should be done in her own mansion.

Find a sunny day, sit on a comfortable wooden chair, enjoy the gift of sunlight, and pair it with high-quality black tea and meals, relax and chat until time passes and dusk falls.

This was the ideal time to ask, Youzhu nodded and made a note of it.

At the same time, on the opposite side, the conversation between the two sisters seemed to have come to an end. For some reason, Qingzi did not take action, but let Chengzi keep a distance.

Youzhu frowned: "Qingzi, what are you doing?"

She raised her voice a little, and the tone was more of a question than a question.

"Ahaha, sorry, Arizuka," Qingzi scratched her head with a wry smile, looking apologetic.

"I know this is irresponsible, and I also know that you contributed the most to the battle, but I beg you to be magnanimous and forgive my willfulness."

Although Qingzi has an absolute advantage in height, she now looks shorter than Youzhu. She clasped her hands together and begged sincerely.

"My eldest sister came back to seek justice from the Aozaki family. As the heir, I must respond to this anger head-on."

"On the battlefield, victory is everything, but I still want to give her the final dignity."

Qingzi's bright eyes were filled with complexity that outsiders could not understand, but her feelings were indeed conveyed.

"Really? You want to use your own power to sever the cause and effect of the past? I understand."

Youzhu nodded in understanding.

Facing her biological sister, and a sister she feels indebted to, Qingzi's heart must not be as calm as it appears on the surface, but she also knows that there is no way to reconcile between the two of them.

The only thing Qingzi can do is to take on this responsibility and emotion personally, and then carry it for the rest of her life.

After asking Youzhu for help, Qingzi looked at Aiwen again. Unlike the momentary weakness when they met just now, Qingzi now returned to her usual straightforward and neat style.

"Aiwen, I'm grateful for saving me just now, but please don't take action this time. No matter who lives or dies, it's the fate of the Aozaki family, and I will accept it calmly."

This is no joke. Aiwen realized this and Qingzi was seriously prepared to die.

"I know. As long as you are prepared to bear the consequences, you can do anything. I will just watch."

"Thank you."

Qingzi smiled and patted Aiwen's shoulder, her gesture casual and intimate.

"I haven't forgotten that I owe you two favors. Even if it means a lighter life in the afterlife, I will defeat Big Sister and wait until I've repaid you before I die."

After saying this, Qingzi said nothing else, no goodbyes, no encouragement, just walked away like normal after class every day.

Step by step, she moves towards the destiny she has chosen.

Aiwen and Youzhu moved away a little, leaving the battlefield aside, and watched silently.

"Are you really not going to help Qingzi?" Youzhu asked first, "I thought you would be hesitant given your personality."

"Since she has made up her mind, out of respect for Qingzi, I will not interfere with her."

Aiwen said softly, but if Qingzi really died, he also had a follow-up plan.

"What about you, Youzhu? Will you just watch like this?"

"Yes, I am a magician after all, and my perspective on things is different from that of ordinary people."

Youzhu stared at the two sisters who were each posing and said coldly.

"Since Qingzi has chosen the dangerous path, let her go. After all, I have no right to stop her. She and I are just cohabiting partners."

"not friend?"

"No." Youzhu quickly rejected it, his tone colder than a glacier.

Although he drew the line clearly and coldly, Youzhu still did the best he could to help in secret.

The moon oil still covers the old school building to this day.

Chapter 4000 Farewell, Orange ( words)

"Speaking of which, even though it's been a long time, you're still just a little girl, Aoko."

Staying where she was, Orange silently smoked the last cigarette in the box. When she saw Qingzi coming, she crushed the empty cigarette box and threw it away.

"The world of magicians isn't easy. You can't survive in it if you insist on fair duels and respect for others."

"Don't worry about it. I'll leave future matters to my future self. Right now, I just need to carry out my thoughts at this moment."

Qingzi crossed his hands and stretched, and the patterns of the magic engraving with precise structure and exquisite craftsmanship suddenly lit up. The magic system of numbers and secret patterns surrounded his wrist, forming a rotating formation.

Orange stared at Qingzi's right arm intently. It was the family inheritance that should have belonged to her, but now it was so far away from her.

"Orange, I don't feel guilty. Since I've taken on the pain and responsibility of the Mark, I can naturally use it as I please."

Aoko patted her right arm deliberately, then pointed it at her enemy and sister in front of her like a gunman.

The magic power flowed along the circuit and filled into the spell smoothly. The gaps on the magic circle lit up, and the magic bullets were loaded.

Orange spit out the burnt-out cigarette butt and greeted the final confrontation with a sneer.

After many twists and turns and countless plots, he finally had to face his hostile sister one-on-one, as if everything had returned to the starting point.

"What a ridiculous fate."

After uttering this curse, Orange suddenly threw a rune symbol in the air.

“[is]!”

The word symbolizing ice was written with one stroke, and sharp ice cones as big as fists appeared near Qingzi's body and quickly pierced into the waist and abdomen.

Although the power is not great, if it hits, the heavy bleeding and hypothermia will make Qingzi lose the strength to dodge.

But compared to other runes, this one was still too slow, and Qingzi dodged it easily.

However, all of this was within Orange's calculations. She didn't expect to hit Qingzi directly. The real killer move was the other rune she was planning to write.

After all, runes are words that describe the world. Single characters are fine, but once the meanings of the words are connected, the power increases exponentially.

Now Orange plans to turn individual "characters" into broader "words".

But Qingzi is not the kind of woman who would allow her opponent to attack without fighting back. As mentioned before, she is the best as a quick shooter.

"Too slow!"

Before Orange finished writing, she heard a soft cry.

The blue-green magic bullet flew straight towards Orange, piercing through the characters in the air and destroying the Rune before it took effect.

"What!" Orange was suddenly startled.

It's too fast. The flying speed of this magic bullet is too fast. Even if the power is reduced to enhance the launch, it should be difficult to reach such a speed.

But before she could think about it, a continuous stream of magic bullets chased her like falling raindrops.

"cut!"

Even though he was wearing a coat with a lot of defensive spells, Orange didn't want to experience what would happen if he was hit directly by a magic bullet. After all, the human body is fragile.

Lowering his center of gravity slightly, Orange nimbly dodged numerous magic bullets, occasionally making a few skilled rune counterattacks.

But suddenly, she heard hurried footsteps, and the sound became more and more urgent.