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"Don't pretend to be dead at a time like this! The teachers are already coming over." Misaka Mikoto looked utterly exasperated.

Just then, Touma Kamijou suddenly shouted, "Found it! This is it!"

He found Oriana's shorthand manual on a fallen ball rack, and with a gentle touch of his right hand, the manual vanished instantly.

The sound of shattering glass emanating from the air seemed familiar to Misaka Mikoto, as if she had heard it somewhere before.

"By the way, I remember that boy's hands could erase other superpowers, right?" Misaka Mikoto remembered that Yamabuki Hanajin had introduced his ability during the Angel Fall incident.

In other words, the doll wasn't lying to them; the venue had indeed been tampered with, but the students, who possessed superpowers, were unable to comprehend the magician's methods.

"Misaka."

Just then, the teacher's voice came from behind her. Misaka Mikoto turned around stiffly; there was simply no way to explain this.

The teacher had a slight smile on her face, and was very gentle: "Come with me for a moment, I have something I want to tell you. Is this your doll? It's very beautiful. Did you bring it with you when you entered the competition?"

Misaka Mikoto sighed helplessly. Although outsiders didn't understand, she still managed to help eliminate the magician's trap. So what if she got scolded by her teacher?

"Yamabuki, you have more important work to do, right? Go and catch that magician and give her a good beating. Don't go easy on her just because she's a woman, and don't let her be swayed by her charm!" Misaka Mikoto released her grip, and the figure in her hand flapped its wings and flew away.

Just then, the teacher and Misaka Mikoto arrived at the office. The teacher turned around...

Where is your doll?

Chapter 348: I'm a professional at using someone else's power to bully others.

At this moment, Yamabuki Hanajin had already flown into the air and was looking down at Oriana. It was almost impossible for a hot older woman holding an advertising sign to hide in the crowd. It didn't take much effort for Yamabuki Hanajin to spot Oriana, who was about to leave in a hurry.

At the same time, Oriana also saw Yamabuki Hanajin and smiled as she blew her a kiss: "Little sister, big sister is leaving!"

"Are you sure you can leave?" Tsuchimikado's voice suddenly came from directly in front of Oriana, and Oriana's expression changed slightly.

Unexpectedly, these people caught up so quickly. She immediately used her skills and gently tore off a note with her lips.

In an instant, the ground churned, and the earth surged like a tsunami. Tsuchimikado reached out and pulled his good brother to shield him.

"Tsuchimikado, you bastard!" Touma Kamijou couldn't help but curse, but he still stretched out his hand and directly broke Orianna's magic.

Oriana's face darkened further. She had also heard the legend that there was a right hand in the world that could erase all miracles.

But I never expected to run into this myself. Was I just incredibly lucky? Or incredibly unlucky?

Just as she was thinking of using the Shorthand Codex to create magic, she suddenly noticed pieces of jet-black feathers fluttering in mid-air.

A massive amount of black feathers burrowed directly into Oriana's mouth. No matter how powerful Oriana was, her body was still human and she couldn't avoid human physiological reactions. The feathers entered her trachea, causing Oriana to cough loudly, leaving her no time to use the Shorthand Manual again.

"Touma, now's the time! Charge! Pikachu!" Tsuchimikado yelled at Touma.

"You bastard, I'm not some Pokémon!" Touma Kamijou rushed forward and delivered a punch to Oriana's beautiful cheek.

"Cough cough cough cough!" Oriana was still coughing incessantly.

"General. Oriana, whatever your schemes are, arresting you will shatter them all, right?" Tsuchimikado said smugly.

In that instant, Oriana suddenly opened her palm, and two sticky notes lay quietly in her hand.

Instantly, the two shorthand manuals spewed out large amounts of smoke, blinding everyone. When the smoke cleared, Oriana appeared on the overpass not far away, blowing them kisses: "My two adorable little brothers, I'll be going first, and you too, my lovely doll lady."

Tsuchimikado waved his hand, dispersing the smoke in front of him. As expected of a battle-hardened mage, his combat experience was indeed very rich.

However, the spirit equipment being transported by the other party fell to the side, which indirectly thwarted their plan. But when Tsuchimikado opened the package, his expression changed drastically. It was not the legendary spirit equipment at all, but a very ordinary billboard.

Tsuchimikado's brain was about to crash. According to intelligence, Oriana should be the only Roman Catholic infiltrator in Academy City.

But if the "Thrusting Sword" isn't on her, where could it be? Could it be that the intelligence was wrong, and there was more than one person who entered Academy City?

Or does the other party have some other purpose? Although Tsuchimikado is quick-witted, he cannot see through the other party's scheme without any intelligence.

Just then, Tsuchimikado's phone rang; it was a call from his superiors.

......

Oriana arrived at a pedestrian bridge and began to boldly change her clothes. She was originally wearing a rather unfashionable workman's uniform, but now she took it off and put on a very daring outfit.

Her upper body was barely covered by a purple bra, perhaps because she was so voluptuous that even the bra could only barely cover her lower half. Any slight movement would make people dizzy.

Her lower body was covered only by a "scarf" that barely covered her vital parts, and coupled with her stunning figure, it created a powerful visual impact.

It's full of exotic charm.

After changing her clothes, Oriana bit off a piece of paper with her lips. This was a spell called "communication," which allowed her to contact people far away.

The person Oriana contacted was her employer, Lidovia.

The woman was an extremely fanatical religious believer. Because of her fanaticism, she was considered an outcast by both the higher-ups of the Roman Catholic Church and outsiders. She was the mastermind behind this incident.

"How's the situation on your end?" Lidovia's calm voice came through.

"We encountered some minor troubles, but overall it's still normal," Oriana said somewhat impatiently.

"That's good, everything is proceeding according to plan." After saying that, Lidovia unilaterally ended the communication, and Oriana sighed.

"Finished the call? Can we talk?"

A girl's voice suddenly appeared behind Oriana. Oriana immediately turned around and saw a doll appear in mid-air, staring at her.

"Little doll sister, you're still chasing me? You're really persistent." Oriana looked at Yamabuki Hanajin with a mocking expression.

She had her own reasons for agreeing to help Lydovia, perhaps out of religious faith or something else, but whatever it was, a doll could never understand.

"I'm getting more and more curious now. Who on earth could create such lifelike dolls?" Oriana looked at Yamabuki Hanajin with a smile. "How about you come with me, big sister?"

"Anyway, this land will soon become the territory of the Roman Catholic Church, right?"

Oriana's expression suddenly changed, and she looked at the doll in front of her with a serious expression.

Because what Lidovia was actually transporting was not a "Thrusting Sword" but a spirit garment called "Apostle Cross".

As long as the Apostolic Cross is planted in the ground, this land will forcibly become the property of the Roman Catholic Church.

Furthermore, the area covered by the Apostle Cross is quite large; there's absolutely no need to enter Academy City...

"So I'm guessing that Lidovia is probably somewhere outside Academy City carrying that big cross right now. And you're just bait, deliberately creating chaos in Academy City to draw everyone's attention to you. Once it's 6:30 PM, Lidovia will activate the Apostle Cross and bring this land of Academy City under the influence of the Roman Catholic Church. Am I right?" Yamabuki Hanajin stared at Oriana.

Oriana stared at the doll in front of her with a serious expression: "Who exactly is behind you?"

She didn't believe that a tiny doll could know these things.

"Who knows? Behind me could be Aleister, or Laura Stewart, or even the Mischief Makers or the Golden Dawn. Guess!"

Chapter 349: My First Time as a Hostage Was Quite Fun

Tsuchimikado's face was extremely grim at this moment, as he had just received the intelligence from above.

The true spirit weapon taken away by Lydovia was not the "Thrusting Sword", but the "Apostle Cross".

Kamijou Touma stood to the side, looking puzzled. What was the difference between these two things?

Stiyl's expression also turned somewhat grim.

"This is a huge problem! This is a really big problem." Tsuchimikado abandoned his usual carefree demeanor and his face turned grim.

The Spikes is a Noble Phantasm specifically designed to target "Saints". Initially, Stiyl thought that Lidovia was going to assassinate a Saint, which is why he brought the Spikes to Academy City.

"Now it seems that's not the case at all. Lidovia's real target is not a certain saint, but... the entire Academy City."

Touma still didn't understand, so Stiyl could only patiently explain the effects of the Apostle Cross: if this giant cross is planted inside Academy City at a specific time, the land of Academy City will be automatically recognized as the territory of the "Roman Orthodox Church".

Kamijou Touma was still a little confused. Did it mean changing the perception of all humanity?

Or is it some other function?

“I’m not in the mood for this now. We have to find Oriana as quickly as possible, beat her up, and force her to tell us where the Apostle Cross is. Ue, I know you’re soft-hearted, but you’ve seen those adult films, right? You know what happened to those defeated investigators, right? Treat Oriana the same way!” Tsuchimikado said gravely.

"I hope you really are going to deal with Oriana," Touma Kamijou couldn't help but mutter under his breath.

I'm embarrassed to expose you.

"It seems that I'm the only one who can activate the magic circle now to pinpoint Oriana's location." Just as Tsuchimikado was about to cast the spell, Touma Kamijou's phone suddenly rang.

He was curious: who would call him at this time?

The caller ID shows an unknown number.

Kamijou Touma answered the phone with curiosity.

"Little brother, do you still remember your big sister?"

Oriana's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Where exactly are you?" Touma Kamijou asked urgently.

According to Tsuchimikado, the Apostles' Cross must be used at 6:30 p.m. to be effective.

After all, magic in this world isn't something you can use casually, unlike in games where you can just tap a button and the magic will be cast.

The magic in this world involves faith, religion, folklore, weather, astrology, and so on.

For a spell to be successfully cast, all of these elements are indispensable.

The Apostolic Cross can only be fully activated at 6:30 PM tonight when the stars appear.

"Judging from your tone, it seems you already know something, but that's alright. How about we make a deal? You guys stop chasing me. If you dare to continue chasing me... I'll have no choice but to kill you," Oriana said smugly.

None of the three boys understood what the other was saying.

But soon, Touma Kamijou's phone received a photo.

Upon opening the photo, Oriana is seen wearing a very emotional outfit, sitting on a park bench with a smile on her face, holding a delicate and cute doll in her arms.

"Miss Yamabuki... has she been captured and taken prisoner?" Touma Kamijou couldn't help but retort.

The call was quickly connected, but this time it was Yamabuki Hanajin's voice that came through.

"Sorry, sorry, I forgot I'm a puppet today and don't have much fighting power. As a result, I got carried away and got captured. You guys have to come and save me! If I die, I'll haunt you even as a ghost!" Yamabuki Hanajin's voice sounded somewhat cheerful.

After all, this was the first time she had ever been a hostage.

It seems quite fun.

Touma Kamijou was at a loss for words. The situation was already extremely dangerous; please, don't cause us any more trouble.

It's impossible for Touma Kamijou to stand by and watch someone die.

Tsuchimikado suddenly leaned over and snatched Touma Kamijou's phone: "Ms. Yamabuki, I deeply sympathize with your plight and am grateful for your contributions to this world. Don't worry, we will definitely avenge you after you die."

Yamabuki Hanajin: "..."

You finally spoke your mind.

"Oriana, go ahead and kill the hostage if you dare! I bet you won't dare. If you do, we'll stop chasing you immediately." Tsuchimikado continued to add fuel to the fire.

Kamijou Touma, standing nearby, was at a loss. "Is it really okay for us to be so heartless?"

Stiyl wore a smug look on his face. "So you've finally met your match."

Have you forgotten how arrogant you were when you violated my anus?

After hanging up the phone, Oriana looked at the doll in her arms and said with a smile, "It seems your companions have abandoned you. How about coming with your big sister? I'll definitely treat you very well."

"Actually, I really want to go with you, but I can't. I'm already married." Yamabuki Hanajin sighed.

A woman like you would never understand me.

Oriana, of course you can see that the other party is bluffing. Although she is only seventeen or eighteen years old this year, as a magician, she has seen a lot of people. Someone like Kamijou Touma would not abandon his companions.

“Alright, is there anywhere you’d like to go? I heard the observatory has a great view, how about we go watch the sunset together?” Oriana asked with a smile.

It's already past 4 PM, which means the Apostolic Cross will be activated in about two hours.

Yamabuki Hanajin wasn't in a hurry at all. So what if Academy City became someone else's territory? It wasn't mine anyway.

You're the one who should be really worried, Aleister!

Of course, such a minor character has no right to make you anxious.

Touma Kamijou looked at his best friend with a nervous expression: "What should we do now? Are we really not going to give up on Yamabuki-san?"

“It’s impossible for us to rescue her, but we can have someone else teach her.” Tsuchimikado took out his phone and made a call.

A girl's voice came from the other end of the phone.