Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki.

Besides, this is a Drive Armor from Academy City.

Even if you get hit by a shell, you'll basically be fine.

It can only be said that the situation is far beyond Russia's expectations.

If Russia had known from the beginning that this would be the outcome, it probably wouldn't have taken action.

After all, Academy City is just a small city with a population of only 2.3 million, 90% of whom are students.

The number of personnel who could be considered combatants was a fraction of Russia's.

How could Russia possibly care about such a place?

As a result, Russia was driven to the brink of despair by Academy City in a short period of time.

As time went on, the number of fortresses at the bases of academy cities within Russian territory increased.

This is only the result of one day's battle. In another day, it will be Russia's turn to fall.

"This guy really got us all worked up. With the scale of the world war now, his third hand has found the perfect point of comparison."

Indeed, others probably don't know what the Right Fire is trying to achieve by causing such a disturbance.

However, Makoto Haramura has already analyzed it to a great extent.

The power of the third hand of the Right Fire possesses the strength to defeat an enemy.

If the current situation of a third world war continues to develop, it will inevitably become a crisis threatening the entire world.

If Right Fire were to set his abilities to World War III, he would probably possess planet-destroying power.

"I think I should just give up. Fighting in space is just too much trouble."

"No wonder you didn't really want me to come. What kind of monsters are these that can destroy a planet?"

Hearing Makoto Haramura's words, Misaki Shokuhou couldn't help but gasp.

Although she already knew about the existence of the miniature garden and that her boyfriend was also a being capable of exploding into stardom.

However, hearing firsthand that others could do it was quite a shock to Misaki Shokuhou.

"That's very common."

"Actually, after a while, you can do something similar, it just takes a little more time."

Misaki Shokuhou's physical abilities are gradually changing.

Even so, even if Misaki Shokuhou does nothing, after a hundred years she will naturally transform into a natural god or Buddha.

As the sandbox continues to evolve, this pace may continue to accelerate.

It's just a planet exploding.

In a sandbox, you can achieve a four-digit high number.

This is incredibly easy for those born with a four-figure starting salary.

"call out……"

The sound of supersonic bombers tearing through the sky from time to time still echoes.

"Boom bang bang bang bang..."

The sounds of artillery fire could be heard from time to time in various corners of the snowfield, and the flames would often appear like the evening glow illuminating the darkness.

Misaki Shokuhou paused for a moment, then waved her finger, and the surrounding snow immediately rose up, extinguishing the campfire.

"Let's move on and resolve this matter."

"What's wrong? You've only been resting for a short while, haven't you?"

"Don't worry, Touma Kamijou won't be in any danger. At most, his right arm will be cut off."

Makoto Haramura said this quite casually, as if Touma Kamijou's right arm were completely insignificant.

Unfortunately, that's just how it is.

First of all, Touma Kamijou is probably the chosen one of this world, and his Imagine Breaker is the biggest proof of that.

He is the protagonist of destiny.

What is the most distinctive characteristic of the protagonist in Destiny?

It's not that they are particularly smart or have exceptional talent.

What's special about them is their incredible luck; they can stumble and fall while walking and find martial arts manuals, divine swords, and precious sabers.

What's even more formidable is their vitality. Even injuries that would have killed others ten thousand times over can be overcome by a few sit-ups, allowing them to get back up and continue fighting their opponents.

Therefore, the protagonist is immortal.

Makoto Haramura never took Aleister's mission seriously from the beginning.

Even if he does nothing, Touma Kamijou will definitely run out on his own.

Moreover.

The Fire on the Right wasn't after Touma Kamijou's life, but rather his Imagine Breaker.

"That's not what they care about."

"What a joke," Misaki Shokuhou pouted.

She and Touma Kamijou had only met a few times at most.

It's definitely not worth worrying about a stranger, especially a strange man, to this extent.

"They are the people of this country."

"If we can quickly eliminate the Right Flame, the Russian Catholic Church will realize what a foolish thing they are doing and will give up on their own."

People will fight and wage war for all sorts of reasons.

But whatever.

Someone always has to get hurt; that's an eternal truth.

Russia's arbitrary initiation of wars has now brought exhaustion and pain to the people of both countries.

Misaki Shokuhou's usual behavior makes it difficult for others to judge her as a good person.

Yes, no matter how you look at it, Misaki Shokuhou is not a good person.

However, she does have a kind heart.

It may sound ridiculous, but it is indeed the truth.

Misaki Shokuhou is indeed worried about the ordinary people of this country.

As for Misaki Shokuhou's suggestion to eliminate the fire on the right, that would be the best way to resolve this matter.

Russia is a country controlled by religion, specifically by Russian Christianity.

This control is different from the co-governance model in Britain.

This country is a Russian religious dictatorship, where the president is merely a pawn to be replaced at will.

Right-wing forces are currently in control of Russian religion, so eliminating them, the culprit, will definitely solve the problem.

"Good good."

"Since you've already asked, I'll do my best."

"Let's go capture another Russian cult magician."

"The one from before was clearly of a very low status."

Shrugging, Makoto Haramura and Misaki Shokuhou returned to the car and continued driving.

Minion soldiers.

The man named Bransha, whom Misaki Shokuhou controlled just now, was just a lowly soldier in the Russian Cult.

He didn't even know the location of the secret stronghold, let alone the location of the fire on the right.

All I know is the Basilica of the Assumption of Mary, the residence of the archbishop.

The problem is, you don't even need to ask Makoto Haramura; you can find that information yourself on Baidu.

The only new intelligence we learned was about the ridiculous thing the Russian government had just tried to do.

“Shh…shhh…”

It was a faint sound, like the rustling of leaves against each other.

No, that's not right. It sounds more like the sounds of wild animals moving through the woods.

"Such good luck, getting whatever you want?"

Makoto Haramura raised his eyebrows and turned his gaze to Misaki Shokuhou.

"I'll go check it out. You wait here."

……

“Da…da…da…da…da…”

In the silent forest, the sound of footsteps on the snow echoed very clearly, leaving a deep trail of footprints.

Makoto Haramura walked on the snow like that.

The magic spread out like mist, and the surrounding space felt like a two-dimensional space, appearing in Makoto Haramura's brain.

"boom!"

Makoto Haramura stopped in his tracks.

It's not that he stopped moving forward, but that he no longer needed to.

The target we've been waiting for has arrived.

"Whoosh-!"

The rustling of leaves grew louder and louder, and a dark figure darted out of the woods like a cheetah, not even glancing at Haramura Makoto, and continued moving forward at high speed.

"It's rare to be completely ignored like this."

Haramura Makoto chuckled softly, and before anyone knew it, his left hand had already been raised.

The orange-red magical light had somehow gathered and taken shape in Makoto Haramura's palm.

"boom--!"

A scorching fireball was flung directly from Haramura Makoto's hand.

The fireball, compressed by the intense heat of the flames, scorched the still-falling snow as it flew straight toward the dark figure.

The speed of that dark figure was indeed quite good.

Even the world's best athletes are no match for her speed.

But she still couldn't compare to the flying fireball.

"Boom--!"

The fireball struck the snow directly in front of it, causing an explosion-like effect, though it did not produce a burst of flames, it did generate a tremendous shock.

The snowmelt evaporates directly, and the water vapor spreads out immediately, forming a thick fog.

Being hit by such a blow is no different from being blown up by a grenade.

If it were just a human, it would definitely be pulverized.

However, those who appeared here were clearly not ordinary people.

Before the fireball hit, the opponent leaped sideways from his running position, avoiding the impact.

"Boom..."

With a few dull thuds, the other person rolled on the snow before leaping up and regaining their balance.

Only then did Makoto Haramura get a clear look at the newcomer. She was a nun dressed in red.

The nun seemed to be about the same age as Index, around thirteen or fourteen years old.

Her long, golden hair wavy slightly and fell behind her, making her fair skin appear as if it were reflecting the bright moonlight, giving it an alluring, pearly glow.

The girl's appearance was quite cute, but her clothing was very strange.