Magician in Type-Moon

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As a concept, it is dark. That is to say, it is not a natural phenomenon, but rather caused by mysterious intervention.

A magical barrier—specifically designed to repel pedestrians—was set up in this alley.

The person who appeared there was a man in a suit, on all fours.

"Squeak"

The man let out a roar that was unbelievable to come from a human throat.

His limbs were pressed against the stone pavement, and he stared at the dark sky, his eyes shining with a bright red light.

A few seconds ago, he put a capsule in his mouth.

This is the product of some kind of beast-transformation magic.

It is not a high-level elixir that works on the soul and spirit, but a more primitive one—one that directly appeals to the human brain.

The selling point of this magical elixir is that anyone with the necessary qualities can use it after minimal training. However, the toxicity and addictiveness of this item are so great that they would frighten addicts into fleeing in terror.

The person who uses this tool will have their spirit and body instantly devoured.

That's why the effect is so obvious.

In the blink of an eye, the bristly man emerged, sharp claws extending from the tips of his arms. Not only the original man, but also a group of seemingly allied thugs around him, had taken the capsules, triggering abnormal mutations.

"Two bats, a wolf, a tiger... what a tasteless zoo."

The object they were staring at was observing the change from a darker, more obscure depth.

The mob unleashed their ancient, savage nature, and compared to these monsters, the sound possessed a strikingly beautiful quality.

It was as if a magnificent flower had bloomed in the darkness.

"The stuff you're using must be a subspecies of magic fluid, right? There's a really interesting thing circulating in Monaco lately."

To make their opponents even more difficult to deal with, some members attacked at a fraction of a second interval—the beasts launched their attack simultaneously. This unexpected and ingenious teamwork was probably a strategy employed to counter such a formidable foe.

The woman was not intimidated.

She dodged the attacks of two bat thugs from the air with dance-like steps, and sidestepped the attack of a wolf monster baring its fangs. Finally, without turning her head, she used one hand to hold down the claw of a tiger monster that crashed down on her from behind.

Her posture and movements resembled a waltz, as she grasped the tiger's paw and circled around behind it.

A fair hand simultaneously touches the carotid artery and joint.

Even when transformed into a wild beast, joints still exist.

Therefore, it is possible to manipulate joints—but only if the user has the ability to instantly perceive the unique limb joints that differ between humans and primitive animals.

Of course, they also possess strength comparable to that of wild beasts.

For a woman, it seems effortless.

In just two seconds, the tiger monster's massive body collapsed to the ground.

Perhaps intimidated by the woman's counterattack, the beasts lost their chance to coordinate.

A werewolf using the wall for a three-dimensional attack, and two bat monsters flying in from the left and right sides.

Three crisp, sharp sounds rang out. The iron fists, reminiscent of lightning, slammed violently into the werewolf and the bat monster, whether they even noticed or not.

"Isn't the sound of a fist more worth listening to than meaningless howling?"

The blonde female magician gave a cruel smile and kissed her fist.

This was completely different from the demeanor she displayed on that cruise ship.

It was Luvia.

And the name "Lady Crane" is cleverly displayed at this moment.

The reason she came here was that Matou Ike had told her the true identity of the man who had defeated Van Fem two days ago.

Upon learning that name, she nearly fainted.

That's a name that's hard to imagine, no, it's impossible to come up with just by association.

Most importantly, the man who possessed that name disappeared more than a month ago.

Marisbury Animusfia.

He suddenly disappeared from the Clock Tower Magician's supervision before the Grand Order was to be convened.

To this day, there is still no clue as to why this man has disappeared.

They don't even know how he disappeared.

However, to their surprise, they heard news of the Clock Tower Celestial Sovereign from one of the Twenty-Seven Dead Disciples.

If it were him, it would be understandable if he could beat Van Fem.

After dealing with the guy in front of her, Luvia's gaze suddenly shifted.

She gazed into the depths of the alley, cautiously activating her magic circuits as she slowly approached the aura.

The werewolf that collapsed in front of her also reverted to its original human form.

Of course, this guy is completely naked now, but there's no need to worry about everything.

"The aftereffects of the beast transformation magic haven't worn off yet. It seems like a very strong drug was used. Let me take a look at his brain before it's completely destroyed."

she murmured.

She pulled a gem from her pocket and reached towards the man's head.

Focus your mind and begin the new magic trick.

At that very moment, something seemed to spring up beside Luvia.

Ordinary people can only perceive sound and sparks. However, Rin's "enhanced" senses detected rifle bullets tumbling in the darkness.

We've been ambushed!

Luvia was startled.

But who was hindering this sniping operation?

feather?

Translucent feathers were floating around Luvia at that moment.

This is certainly not something that exists in nature.

The feathers, continuously releasing exquisite magic, can deflect a sniper rifle bullet with just one.

She looked up.

On the roof of an old brick building, metal was spying on the two of them. Upon noticing this, Luvia stomped her foot on the ground.

Two shadows were seen wrestling together.

"What are you trying to do, you idiot?"

One of the figures dropped his sniper rifle and pulled out a knife.

That was a ritualistic magical costume known as a ritual knife.

Even the slightest wound can claim the enemy's life from it; the blade exudes a poisonous and corrupting power.

Seemingly noticing Luvia's arrival, one of the figures even waved to them in the middle of the fight.

"Hello, Miss Luvia."

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The moment he finished speaking.

The figure began to move.

He raised his hands in surrender.

Those hands moved slowly, like willow branches.

Compared to Kirei Kotomine's Bajiquan, the technique used by the Shadow is Baguazhang—a martial art themed around circles—which easily handles the thrusts of the ceremonial sword.

Perhaps this move played right into the sniper's hands. The sniper rifle, dropped to the ground, automatically floated into the air and aimed at the enemy's head.

If the beast-like capsules are filled with low-level animal spirits used to oppress the user's brain, then this is a magical shot executed by a familiar possessing the sniper rifle itself.

This is an extremely close distance that cannot be avoided no matter how much "enhanced" it is.

However, Luvia saw translucent wings unfolding from behind the shadow.

Containing an overwhelming magical power, wings that could not exist in modern society easily enveloped the bullet.

then.

"Your little trick is pretty good, huh?"

The brown-skinned youth smiled.

Like an angel.

The sniper trembled as if electrocuted the moment he touched a feather falling from the Phantom Wing.

Immediately afterwards, the assassin's body gushed bright red blood, and he collapsed to the ground.

The nerves and blood vessels running parallel to the magic circuits in the assassin's body ruptured due to the magic power injected from the outside in, and Luvia took control of the situation.

“Phantom Wings…”

Luvia frowned; she had heard this information from Matou Ike.

At that moment, a cheerful voice responded to her.

"You do recognize me."

The brown-skinned youth suddenly turned around. Luvia tensed up, maintaining a high level of alert, and said:

"Magician of the Wandering Sea, first of all, I should express my gratitude for your help..."

But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.

"No need for that. Anyway, you can also activate magic circuits, so you probably won't die from that assassin's sniping, right? For my personal reasons, I'm monitoring the same mafia as you, so my body just acted without my noticing. Don't worry about it too much."

Bai Ruolong said with a hearty laugh.