Magician in Type-Moon

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In that instant, space seemed to freeze.

She raised the dagger high in her hand, her movements as swift as lightning.

The dagger, gleaming with a sharp, cold light, sliced ​​through the air from above, aiming straight for Matouchi's body.

Her speed in that instant was so fast that it was almost impossible for anyone to catch her movements.

However, Matouike did not panic.

He had anticipated this move, and with a slight shift of his feet, he retreated like a shadow, narrowly avoiding a fatal blow.

Even so, the dagger still grazed his clothes, leaving a shallow mark on his body, from which blood seeped out and soaked the fabric.

"Just as I thought..." Matou Ike smiled faintly, but a hint of seriousness flashed in his eyes.

Ryougi Shiki did not pause for a moment, and her attacks came one after another like a storm, each strike precise and deadly.

Her eyes were now fixed on the most lethal part of Matou Ike's body.

The distance between the two is less than three meters.

There was no way to escape for Ryougi Shiki and Matouike, who were facing each other in the narrow bridge arch.

I never even considered things like backing down.

Ryougi Shiki's body bounced up.

Approaching at this distance takes less than a few seconds.

In the blink of an eye, it would be enough to plunge the dagger into the man's chest.

An orange-printed kimono flowed through the darkness.

Before that, Matou Ike made a sound.

"Seidenwasser!" (Silk Water)

The air changed.

Ryougi Shiki's body suddenly stopped.

With a hand reaching into the air, Matou Ike spoke to Ryougi Shiki.

Ryougi gazed at the lines that appeared in the air.

Around Matou Pond, all movement of air and moisture gradually ceased.

Ryougi Shiki saw that in the corner hidden by weeds and pebbles under the bridge arch, spiders as transparent as water droplets reflected a luster that should not have appeared there.

—Your body is immobile?

It floats between the ground and the air.

Only when the moonlight breaks through the clouds can one vaguely see the water-elemental threads binding Ryougi Shiki in place.

Like a fragile orange butterfly entangled in a spider web.

"I've already said it, you're still too weak right now. If you want to kill me, you'll have to use more power."

Matou Ike said softly, his gun still steadily aimed at Ryougi Shiki, as if ready to end the battle at any moment.

The Ryougi Shiki has been activated.

The spider silk that wrapped around its body.

It was severed by the slashing blade.

The silk threads that should have been taut in place were completely destroyed right before Ryougi Shiki's eyes.

Ryougi Shiki, literally, bounced out.

She maintained her posture of slicing through the crooked rock with a single strike, and approached Matou Pond to deliver an attack.

Before stepping out, she swung the knife horizontally.

The spider silk barrier that had been blocking Matou Ike's way simply vanished.

If it's just the outermost ring, it doesn't matter if it gets damaged.

But the instant the blade touched the spider silk, it was as if all the spider silk was touched by countless blades at the same time.

The taut lines looked as if they couldn't withstand the pressure of being stretched and would break under the light.

Then Ryougi Shiki took a step forward.

If the swung knife traveled at the speed of sound, then these steps would be much faster.

Ryougi Shiki reduced a four-meter distance to zero with just one step.

Her body was in motion; the step she took was also the step to unleash a fatal blow.

The body moved so fast that it felt as if time had reversed.

The slash attack has been launched.

"Time alter—double acceleration!"

As Matou Ike whispered the incantation, a torrent of magical energy ravaged his body.

It helped him jump backward.

Ryougi Shiki remained in the position of having just swung her sword, staring at Matou Ike. The blood seeping from the hem of her kimono silently testified to the price of that conflict.

It wasn't a fatal wound; it was just a minor cut caused when the not-quite-broken water threads collided with her body due to her speed.

"It seems I also managed to cut something else just now..." Ryougi Shiki murmured, her eyes fixed on the spot where Matou Ike was standing.

There was a severed arm lying there, but there was no blood at the cut.

Ryougi Shiki was somewhat puzzled. Although the attack not long ago hadn't severed anything, Matou Ike on the other side had still managed to splatter blood.

But at this moment...

Ryougi Shiki's gaze narrowed slightly:

What exactly is this thing? And what exactly is that guy on the other side?

The severed hand twisted and changed continuously, from which many white, transparent, rice-grain-like particles seeped out.

Then, as if it had grown wings, it flew into the air and returned to Matouchi's side.

Its speed is comparable to teleportation, even faster than Ryougi Shiki's sword swing!

Having just suffered from a lack of intelligence, Ryougi Shiki was unwilling to confront them directly again, so she suspended her attack and waited to see how things would develop.

Matou Ike looked at the severed arm in his hand, a slight smile playing on his lips.

He slowly aligned the severed arm with his shoulder, and with a gentle press, the severed parts quickly fused together.

Like a piece of a toy that had been pieced together, his arm was restored to its original state without leaving any trace.

"Can you see the lines now?" Matou Ike grinned and pointed at Ryougi Shiki's eyes.

Ryougi Shiki gave a light snort, feeling underestimated: "You mean those spider silks? Anyone with eyes can see them, right?"

"No, I mean the lines that are wrapped around spider silk, or the lines that are wrapped around everything in the world."

Matou Ike asked this question because at the moment Ryougi Shiki swung her sword at him, it was the moment he activated his long-prepared Inherent Time Control.

He clearly felt that the magical barrier of time control covering his severed arm was destroyed before the dagger even made contact.

That's why that arm was left behind.

What a monstrous ability! Although I had heard of the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception long ago, I could only truly appreciate how terrifying it was when I was being cut down myself.

Ryougi Shiki couldn't understand what Matou Ike was saying at all, or what lines or anything like that were.

If there's anything special about her eyes, it's that you can see some strange tremors now, but they have absolutely nothing to do with lines.

The rest were just wielding their knives based on intuition.

Ryougi Shiki shook his head.

"I don't understand what you're saying at all. If you're going to beg for mercy, do it now. As long as you don't show up in front of me again, I can pretend you don't exist."

Chapter 207: Mystic Eyes of Death

Ryougi Shiki has absolutely no confidence in keeping the other person here permanently.

When he saw the severed arm, he realized that the man who called himself a magician was an unkillable monster.

And that sudden increase in speed went beyond the realm of the superhuman.

However, the other party seemed hesitant to act rashly towards her eyes, which was something that could be manipulated.

So all she can do now is to carry out the deterrence to the end.

Seeing this, Matouike also figured out Ryougi Shiki's thoughts.

Although the other party kept saying that he would completely eliminate him here, judging from Ryougi Shiki's sword-wielding movements and target.

She was completely unprepared to kill.

Why?

Haven't you made enough threats?

Or is it that the power of the man who has grown into the scabbard to which she belongs is too great?

How can we get her to cross that line?

Matou Ike asked himself this question in his heart.

“The actors are in position,” Angra Mainyu replied.

is it?

"Time alter—triangle accel—intrinsic time control. Three times speed!"

Matou Pond moved.

If Ryougi Shiki is like the shadow of an orange kimono running in the darkness of night...

This man gradually approached his prey, disappearing into the darkness of the night.

The approach was unpredictable, as swift as an insect.