Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki.

"He is now a Protestant, but in the past he was a saint of the Amakusa Cross Church, right?"

"So, what brings the female saint to me?"

Was it a direct order from Aleister?

That's impossible; Kanzaki Kaori would never obey Aleister's orders.

Even if the English Puritans had connections with Aleister, they couldn't have done this, so there must be a reason.

Makoto Haramura is now a little curious about the reason.

"Apostolic Cross!"

"This is not something that should be kept by the scientific side. Please hand over this spiritual garment to us."

"If possible, I would rather not take action."

Although Kanzaki Kaori was physically prepared for the battle, her attitude was indeed consistent with her words.

The fact that she didn't directly attack or launch a sneak attack already showed her attitude.

"So this is it."

Makoto Haramura scoffed out loud.

This conclusion was somewhat within his expectations.

After all, Aleister agreed to yesterday's matter too readily.

He never believed that anyone in the scientific community today could check and balance him.

Aleister himself is unlikely to intervene.

All those Drive Armorers from Academy City were useless to him, no matter how many there were.

Therefore, the answer is quite simple.

He genuinely believed that the Roman Catholic Church had sent someone to retrieve the item, as it was originally its owner.

After all, such enticement doesn't require much effort; Aleister only needs to release the information, and things will proceed smoothly.

However, Aleister's close connection with the Anglican Church on the magical side was something he had never anticipated.

"Sorry, I'm not ready yet."

"So what are you going to do, sage?"

"Really."

Kanzaki Kaori sighed softly.

"In that case..."

An suffocating pressure surged from Kanzaki's body, and the long sword made a clear sound as it rubbed against its scabbard.

"Come, let me witness the power of a saint."

The clamorous wind blew in from all directions, passing over the broken walls and fluttering the hem of Haramura Makoto's clothes.

"Seven Flashes..."

Suddenly, amidst the clamor of the wind, Kanzaki's whispered words rang out.

"boom--!"

At that very moment, the sound of space breaking apart rang out.

The seven terrifying slashes seemed to materialize into real forms, instantly creating a chaotic flow of air that tore towards Makoto Haramura like a storm.

Kanzaki simply gripped the hilt of her sword with one hand.

Even with Haramura Makoto's current dynamic vision, he was unable to capture the trajectory of her sword swing, and these seven slashes appeared just like that.

Just like the Kamaitachi in Japanese folklore, it appeared silently, cutting through the earth and ripping up the land, bringing with it a fierce and powerful wind as it stormed in.

Even the air seemed to groan in anguish at the speed of those seven astonishingly fast slashes.

With an attack like that, let alone the human body, even the hardest mineral in the world would be instantly shattered into seven pieces.

In terms of the sheer intensity of the attack, Makoto Haramura can be evaluated.

This attack surpassed the wings that Kakine Teitoku had just conjured.

Anyone else would be completely helpless against such an attack.

But this is Makoto Haramura.

Suddenly, a fierce glint flashed in Makoto Haramura's eyes.

"—'Swallow Return'!"

As the seven strikes arrived, he lightly touched the ground with his toes and took a step back.

Then, he waved his arms.

The longsword suddenly danced like a butterfly, tracing sharp paths and flashing in the sky. Then, it seemed to split into three, slashing out in three directions from different angles to meet the attack.

"clang--!"

The fierce collisions between the strikes produced a series of neat, metallic clanging sounds.

It was as if unseen steel was violently clashing in an unknown place, and the sound of striking like a bell turned into waves that reverberated between Makoto Haramura and Kaori Kanzaki.

"Clap clap-!"

The ground collapsed instantly.

"Seven flashes!"

This is a full-force application of the action, repeating the previous words.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang——!"

Just like before, an explosion occurred.

Seven invisible slashes once again stirred up a storm, but the power of the attack was completely incomparable to the previous one. The storm transformed into a brutal blade that crushed everything and swept forward.

Faced with such power, humanity can only submit to being annihilated.

"That really surprises me. Just how long is the steel wire you've hidden inside the scabbard?"

"Qiang——!"

Makoto Haramura's voice and the sound of steel clashing rang out almost simultaneously.

Kanzaki Kaori placed her extra-long command sword on her head, and pressing down on that snow-white blade was Haramura Makoto, who had suddenly appeared there, wielding a blood-red demon sword.

"Boom--!"

A clash of forces, a fierce conflict.

However, the building behind Kanzaki Kaori was smashed into pieces of varying sizes and volumes by the loud noise, falling to the ground like Tetris blocks.

"You're the first person to see through the secret of Seven Flashes on the very first try."

Kanzaki Kaori's expression was solemn.

Although she didn't want to say it, people on the magic side have an innate sense of superiority over people on the science side.

They considered themselves to be nothing more than espers in Academy City.

It's just Aleister's toy; it can't compare to them at all.

At first, Kanzaki Kaori thought the same thing.

But now, the opponent before us is definitely not to be underestimated.

"There's nothing that can't be seen through."

"No one who fought you before cut your wire, so they were naturally fooled by your little tricks."

Haramura Makoto chuckled lightly, no longer suppressing Kanzaki Kaori, and landed four meters away from her with a somersault.

What appears to be seven slashes capable of tearing everything apart is actually not a slash made with a knife, but rather a technique that uses seven steel wires to manipulate and achieve a series of instantaneous slashes.

This steel wire is usually kept inside the scabbard of the dagger.

During the attack, Kanzaki Kaori's seemingly focused grip on the hilt of her sword was merely a feint; in reality, it was to conceal the actions she was taking while holding the scabbard and manipulating the wire.

This is a technique often used by magicians: the recency effect.

When multiple pieces of information appear at once, the brain's limited information processing capacity means it will only remember the most prominent one.

When facing an opponent wielding a knife, is it more obvious whether you first notice the knife or the scabbard?

"A little trick?"

“I will make you take back those words, because this move is the culmination of the Amakusa-style Cross Repentance Cult.”

Makoto Haramura and Kaori Kanzaki stared at each other.

What changed was the position of the two people and the expressions on their faces.

One had a completely calm expression.

One of them had a very serious expression on his face.

"I see. So, you're finally getting serious?"

"Indeed, at this level, not only will the chairman be dissatisfied, but the Anglican Church behind you will also be dissatisfied."

Makoto Haramura broke the silence by hoisting the long sword in his hand directly onto his shoulder.

"Let's call this end the warm-up."

Kanzaki Kaori glanced at Haramura Makoto, then took a deep breath.

"Boom!"

An aura as heavy as a mountain suddenly surged from Kanzaki's body, and the feeling in the air instantly changed.

It felt like the calm before an impending storm, creating a suffocating, oppressive atmosphere.

As someone who directly faces this pressure, Makoto Haramura feels it even more intensely.

Because he could sense that, in that very instant, Kanzaki Kaori's very nature seemed to have changed.

"So that's how it is. This is what they call a saint, this is the power of someone who is close to God."

Excitement was clearly visible on Makoto Haramura's face.

Now he finally felt a little bit of pressure.

After returning to this world, aside from the terrifying, suffocating pressure he felt when facing Aleister, he finally felt pressure again.

This tingling sensation on my skin is something I haven't felt in ages.

"what!"

His pupils instantly turned a pale gold color, and he took a small step forward with his left foot.

"Come on, Kanzaki Kaori, let me see your full power."

Chapter 200 War God's Fire Weaving

Saints: Those who resemble Jesus, the Son of God, and receive the power of the Son of God. There are fewer than 20 of them in the world, making them akin to "nuclear weapons" in the magical realm. As proof of their sainthood, they receive "Stigmata" bestowed by God. When the power of the "Stigmata" is unleashed, saints gain abilities beyond the realm of humanity, capable of conquering a city single-handedly.

"This power should not be used on ordinary people."

Kanzaki Kaori stared intently at Haramura Makoto and spoke in a low voice.

“But you need me to go to this extent.”

The words had barely left his lips.

"choke--!"

The clear sound of the sword echoed through the sky, and the whistling of the blade reverberated throughout the space.

This is a power completely different from the one before; it's like the difference between heaven and earth.

This blade of light seemed to instantly transcend time and space, tearing through heaven and earth, and attacking him.

(This is the liberation of the Stigmata.)