Magician in Type-Moon

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I both enjoy it and hate it.

"You're faster than I expected. To be honest, in my plan, it would be a long time before we meet again."

Araya Sōren lowered his head slightly to look at Shirasumi Rio, as if he felt a little regretful as he spoke.

"What should we do next, Mr. Araya?" Shirasu Rio asked in a low voice. In front of Araya Sōren, he was like a frightened fawn.

"Looks like you messed up. What happened?" Araya Sōren's expression remained unchanged as he walked straight into the room, leaned against the table by the window, and picked up the photo on it.

"That magician found me! It's the one you mentioned, Mr. Araya, the one the Holy Spirit is watching!" Shirajun Rio was quite excited, and her speech became faster and faster.

“Holy deity?” Araya Sōren shook his head and continued, “Calm down and tell me the details.”

Under the pressure of Araya Souren's aura, Shirai Jun Rio regained her composure, slightly averted her gaze, and quietly nodded:

"I was having a meal inside the barrier you set up, Mr. Araya, when two of the sect's executors captured two tributes. I told them to deal with them and then left it at that."

"But then the magician suddenly appeared and submerged one of the executioners in some kind of black mud, leaving not even a bone behind!"

Bai Chunli was somewhat frightened. Just over half a month ago, he was just an ordinary person and had never seen such methods before.

"And then?" Araya Sōren asked in a low voice.

"Then...then I had everyone else rush up, and then I ran away."

Shiro Junri didn't feel ashamed at all about running away from such inhuman beings, even though he was now a non-human monster himself.

"Did you see clearly how he dealt with those converts you made?"

More than Shirai Junri's fear before the battle, he was concerned about the skill level of the magician who used the insects.

"I saw him flick the air with his hand, and everyone who rushed towards him was instantly frozen in place, completely still," Shirai Jun recalled, her voice filled with undisguised fear.

"Then his body suddenly exploded, and countless sparks burst forth from his body, just like exploding fireworks."

“Do you know what Mr. Araya is like? The sparks from those fireworks were like they were alive. They climbed onto those guys’ bodies and enveloped everyone.”

Shirai Rio continued, as if she could still see that nightmarish scene.

"At the last moment, all the sparks exploded. The continuous explosions continued until I escaped. If I hadn't run away, even this body would have been blown to smithereens!"

Shiro Junri spoke faster and faster, his emotions growing increasingly agitated. He believed that if he hadn't escaped quickly, he would have died there.

If he dies there, he will never see the perfect Ryougi Shiki appear again, and he will never be able to taste the unique flavor of Ryougi Shiki again!

How can I accept dying like this in vain!

“Mr. Araya, say something! If it weren’t for your request, I would never have let those guys provoke the Mother of Kanbuko yesterday, nor would I have run into that magician.”

"What should we do? What should we do? And Mr. Araya, didn't you say that no one could find us inside that barrier? How did he find us so easily?"

Shirai Junri hugged herself tightly, supporting her trembling body, her eyes fixed on the silent Araya Sōren before her.

"This is all your fault, Mr. Araya. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to connect with that magician! If it weren't for your barrier, I wouldn't have been found at all! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have become..."

Before he could finish speaking, Araya Sōren interrupted him:

"That magician couldn't find you at all, didn't you notice?"

Hearing Araya Souren's words, Shirasumi Rio was somewhat incredulous: "What nonsense are you talking about? He's already come to my side!"

"But you still managed to escape, didn't you? If he had found you, would he have let you escape? As for his sudden appearance inside the barrier, is it possible that there was something wrong with the offerings your people captured?"

Araya Sōren was quite confident in the level of his barrier, and he had already checked the magician's background; he was not even eighteen years old.

No matter how talented you are, you can't suddenly appear inside a barrier without breaking it.

"Is that so? What should I do next? If he comes looking for me again, I'm sure I'll die at his hands! That monster treats human life like it's nothing more than insects."

After hearing Araya Sōren's explanation, Shirasu Rio felt a little relieved, but she was still somewhat frightened.

"Don't worry, I'll give you some support. Besides, don't you still have the Holy Spirit? Just pray to Him for power to deal with that magician, wouldn't that be enough?"

Chapter 197 Mysterious Mist and Moon

Araya Sōren shook his head as he watched Shirai Jun Rio stumble away.

This chess piece was discovered by chance. Although he didn't have high hopes at first, he always believed that this guy could not become a real lion.

But unexpectedly, after this guy awakened his origin, he started to turn into a demon.

The fact that there was a demon hidden in his eyes instead of a lion made Araya Sōren pay more attention to Shirajun Rio's situation.

But everything changed after that so-called holy god appeared.

This chess piece no longer belonged solely to him; it had become something shared by all.

As for that holy deity, Araya Sōren has not yet figured out the other party's background; he only knows about it from Shirajun Rio's mouth.

All that is known is that the other party is a mysterious being that appeared in Shiro Junri's dream after he awakened his origin.

For this reason, he also found a helper who was not exactly reliable.

"How's the situation?" Araya Sōren asked, looking towards the deserted corner behind him.

"Everything inside that barrier was burned to ashes. It must have been some kind of grand magic trick, but he activated it extremely quickly, so it seems he has the ability to chant at high speed."

A man in a suit, wearing glasses, with an ordinary appearance and a friendly smile always on his face, emerged from a deserted corner.

However, the man's demeanor and appearance made him look like a grown-up Mikiya Kurogiri.

"Is that so? Did you figure out what that magic trick that froze everyone was?" Araya Sōren asked casually, considering grand magic tricks to be trivial matters.

But the ability that Shirai Junri had just described caught his attention.

If it's something like spatial confinement, it can even be deployed within his barrier, then the level of danger posed by that magician named Matou Ike would be raised to another level.

"That was just binding everyone with threads. If I'm not mistaken, when he first entered that barrier, he used a spider-like familiar to spin a web within it."

The man still had a smile on his face, as if the topic of conversation had nothing to do with him.

"Can a spider silk thread freeze a Dead Apostle-level body in place? But as an Insect Master, it's definitely someone who ranks high," Araya Sōren nodded and said.

“These are all minor issues. What surprised me most about that man today was that he almost spotted me.”

He said he was surprised, but he still smiled. Everything seemed to be as calm as a still lake in front of him.

"Even you, who are known as the 'Book of False Gods,' were almost discovered? Your abilities had no effect on him, Xuanwu?" Huangye Zonglian was somewhat surprised at this moment.

After all, the man in front of him was a being sealed away just like him, but even different from him.

If the opponent possesses magical talent, they can easily enter the Root of Calamity.

Although he reached the "Dominator level" before the age of 15, he did not have the ability to use magic, which is the biggest joke of reality.

Conversely, this applies to situations where magical abilities are unavailable.

He has entered a realm that even magicians who have accumulated their bloodline over generations cannot reach, solely by relying on abilities limited to their genetic constitution.

The Book of False Gods is a monster that reached that level in just ten years.

Godoword Mayday, the Unified Speech Master, is the only magician who can recreate the mythological era and is closest to a true magician.

But at that moment, he was almost discovered by a seventeen-year-old boy?

"It still worked, otherwise how could I have slipped away when the psychological suggestion was broken? I was really startled when I realized I was about to be discovered."

Genmu Satsuki took off her glasses and wiped them with a cleaning cloth from her pocket. She then sat down on a chair with a calm smile.

But the emotions revealed in his eyes still betrayed a wildness in him, like a black panther with its collar removed.

"So how's the task I entrusted to you going?" Araya Sōren neither confirmed nor denied this, and then asked another question.

“There shouldn’t be any problem with that. I tried reading his memories, and he actually had the same thought. So I amplified that thought for him, and I don’t think there are any loopholes.”

Genmu Satsuki put her glasses back on and looked at Araya Sōren, who was deep in thought.

"Did you read his memories? Did you get any useful information?"

Araya Sōren asked bluntly. Although this question was not within the scope of the commission, and the person in front of him was only an employer and employee, this kind of thing was not within his consideration.

Xuanwu Gaoyue waved her hands, indicating that she was powerless to help:

"It didn't work. His brain tissue was strange, or rather, his body was strange. It couldn't be considered a whole, but rather composed of countless tiny individuals."

"To read his memories, you have to read the memories of all the individuals in that body at the same time, otherwise you will be discovered because one of them is out of contact."

Araya Sōren nodded in understanding.

After a long time, he felt something was strange—Xuanwu Gaoyue had not left.

The two were only in an employer-employee relationship, and logically speaking, this man, who had his own passions, should have left long ago.

Seeing that Araya Sōren was puzzled, Genki Sōgetsu smiled and said:

"I'm starting to want to get involved in your plans. Both you and that magician named Matou Ike are quite interesting."

......

Matou Ike was at a loss for what to do.

Even the Holy Grail War had never made things this difficult for him.

At this moment, there was a man at his feet who could do whatever he wanted.

That man's name is Kurogiri Mikiya.

Upon seeing the corpses scattered everywhere, his only reaction was the normal physiological response of vomiting repeatedly.

But after seeing Matou Ike slaughter all the humanoid "Dead Apostles", he fainted.

This makes it difficult to evaluate Matou Ike.

The problem is, he doesn't know where Kokutou Mikiya lives. Is he supposed to just dump him on the street? Or at the Metropolitan Police Department?

This is indeed a feasible approach.

But Matouike doesn't intend to do that.

He didn't know why, but he had a good feeling about this man named Kurogiri Mikiya, which was a very strange thing.

The last time this happened was when I saw that man named Fujimaru Ritsuka.

It was as if there was some kind of magic that made Matou Ike find these two people very pleasing to the eye.

But Matou Ike had already checked, and the man at his feet had no special abilities whatsoever. He was just an ordinary human being, completely unrelated to anything mysterious.