Matou Shinji Returns from Infinite

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Although she has adapted a lot now, if possible, she hopes to end it as soon as possible, so as to keep her personal freedom, and ask the owner of this arena to fulfill the contract by the way.

"There is only one person left, and we have won ten consecutive victories."

Mash took a deep breath. The appearance of the 'spiritual construct' is very beneficial to her. After all, a follower is a spirit body. As a sub-servant, having a physical body is sometimes not necessarily a good thing, but now She can fully display her due strength.

The magic power provided by the power system from [Chaldea] has long been disconnected from the city of the sea that has crossed parallel worlds and is deeply trapped in the ocean of imaginary numbers. At present, Mash is relying on a command spell as the source of power. The temporary contract signed by the media, the master is Shinji.

The loop of magic has never been smoother.

Although the degraded true ether no longer has the glory of the source of the birth of the gods, its quality is not to be said.

If you can see the Servant's numerical panel, you will find that Mash's various parameters have increased by one level on average compared with the past.

Especially durable.

Strong battery life combined with Noble Phantasm shields, coupled with the highest level of resistance to magic.

After nine rounds.

No one in the audience would expect anyone to be able to wear down this seemingly slender and weak girl.

Mash holding a shield is like a tortoise shell with barbs.

No matter how hard you hit her, you won't be able to break through her defenses, and no matter how long you drag her, your magic power won't be exhausted.

Makes it impossible to start.

Some even began to suspect that the arena was up to something.

But soon, the turmoil subsided after the appearance of the tenth person.

"Even she came too."

The platform that no one cares about is second only to the highest point of the false blue sky.

Misaya was talking to herself.

There was both surprise and expectation in her tone.

It also hides some unspeakable little depression.

"It's quite surprising... the house girl who uses the familiar to teach remotely will go out, and she has arrived here in such a short time. I don't believe that no one has tipped her off, but she is not with you Don't you have any friends?"

Shinji saw it too.

But his focus is a bit odd.

It was so strange that Misaya couldn't help but glanced at him.

There was absolutely nothing good in that look.

There are too many places to refute.

She who has learned her lesson will not be entangled again.

"You'd better worry about that Miss Kyrielight."

Mei Saya's tone was flat, but she could hear the seriousness in her words.

"This guy is not comparable to his previous opponents."

"She's a real monster."

"In the true sense, unfettered by the rules of spirit hackers, the 'dead soul' of a fairy tale that should have disappeared long ago."

"Fighting her means fighting against a world that only belongs to her."

"Does your companion have the ability to break her—Kuonji Alice's world?'"

……

No sound.

Matthew knew that this was all influenced by the other party.

The 'tenth person' who appeared in the arena through the elevator was a girl of similar age and build to her.

The short, black and gorgeous shoulder-length hair is like ink, and even the light will be blackened.

Icy pupils don't have the emotional swings that humans should.

Wearing a dress uniform tailored for him by the clock tower, the fit is amazing.

The flawless white complexion, the exquisite handicraft-like face, like a doll made of ceramics, gives people an illusory and unreal impression.

Is it a fleeting rainbow, or a collection of beautiful fantasies imagined in my mind.

Wandering and thinking in the hazy intoxication, I can't find a trace of truth.

She is a continuation of a 'dream' the planet had long, long ago.

Neither a good dream nor a nightmare.

It's a superfluous dream.

This is her, Kuonji Alice.

After appearing on the stage, the first thing Kuonji Alice did was not to attack immediately while Mash's physical strength 'has not recovered' like the previous challengers did, but to look around the arena coldly.

Being in the 'gu pool', a cage of playthings for others to enjoy.

But she forcibly suppressed the noise of the entire arena with just her sight.

No one could speak.

Matthew's face was a little stiff.

From her perspective, she could clearly see the red light shining in each other's pupils.

This is obviously not a normal physical phenomenon.

In magic, such mutations are classified under the category of 'magic eyes'.

However, the magic eye alone can suppress the audience in the entire arena, making them unable to make a sound.

……Do not.

This is no longer the level of being unable to make a sound.

Even if you can't make a sound, there are still various ways to express dissatisfaction.

However, the entire arena was silent.

The previously excited audience sat there motionless and silent like dead people.

You must know that even if the people on the third floor of the central tower are not spiritual hackers, they are definitely not ordinary people.

As long as it has magical power, it has a certain resistance to external mysterious interference.

There were eight hundred audiences, if not one thousand.

To suppress so many 'abnormals' at once, what level of magic eye is required to do so?

The most frightening thing was that the audience who had been forcibly silenced before had already looked away and turned to the auditorium in other directions. The audience still looked the same.

Is this still the magic eye she knows?

In Matthew's cognition.

The magic eye is most effective only when the line of sight intersects, and it is half effective when looking directly in one direction, and loses its effectiveness when it deviates from the line of sight.

But now the other party has broken this 'common sense'.

"One second."

The black witch suddenly spoke.

It was very quiet, but Matthew could hear it clearly.

She stared blankly at each other.

"what?"

"I mean, I don't want to be here for a second."

The witch spoke again.

Even if the voice that fits me very well is cold, it is like a spring of ice gliding through my heart, and the wonderful feeling is endlessly memorable.

"I can't accept the practice of trampling on the principle of concealment and throwing mystery into play, but what I can't accept is letting precious things fall into the hands of those whom I despise, so... I will defeat you , let you be my 'familiar'."

"..."

Meet those eyes.

Mash has a feeling of being seen through from top to bottom.

In the previous battle, he may have liberated the treasure, but no one would think that he would be a follower in the form of a spiritual substructure, at most he would think that he was a rare talent who possessed the treasure and could use it.

But this girl is different.

She seemed to have penetrated her own essence.

Just like the arena master who tricked himself here.

But even so—

"I won't lose."

Only one game left.

Even if the opponent is frighteningly strong, Mash will give it a try with all his might.

"..."

Kuonji Alice looked at her expressionlessly.

It was palpitatingly calm.

The atmosphere became more and more oppressive.

A heavy cold current wrapped around him.