novelA Stadium of Magicians and Espers (2)
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After thinking about it for a while, Kamijou concluded that it was less likely to be 'esper power'. The espers in Academy City were all students. During Daihaseisai, they would be participating in competitions. Of course, he couldn't make this conclusion easily because there were exceptions like Tsuchimikado Maika. But the dress up of the painter, just looking at the label of the company gave a sense that it was an 'outsider retailer'. He had an impression on it because it was a name he had seen in television advertisements. Of course, students in Academy City would have no chance to wear clothes like that.
So that meant......
Kamijou Touma took out his phone, and scanned around to see if Fukiyose was still there. It would be troublesome if any of the guards or discipline committee members were to take action, so he didn't want her to hear this. He then proceeded to press Tsuchimikado Motoharu's number.
"Har Low. Kami-yan, have you tricked Index properly nya? We were checking security loopholes that Oriana may use as a trading point, there's quite a lot in sector 7. So please don't let Index near—"
"Wait a minute, can I check with you something, Tsuchimikado?"
Tsuchimikado seemed to have realised that Kamijou's tone sounded urgent, and lowered his tone,
"...... What do you want to ask?"
"It's that thing. We're trying to prevent the deal of that tool...... er, the whatever sword, it's our objective, right?"
Kamijou looked back at the crowd, and could still see the back of that woman who was wearing loose work clothes.
"It's the 'Stab Sword'. Also, it's not a tool, but a spiritual armament. Eh, what now? You chickening out, Kami-yan? But there's no other reinforcements besides us, you know."
"Really?"
"What's that supposed to mean, Kami-yan?"
Kamijou straightened his back, trying not to lose sight of the woman. But the woman was turning around the corner.
"When I shook hands with someone, the Imagine Breaker seems to have broken something. I don't know what it was, but the person doesn't look like a student. From her attire, I'm guessing she's from outside Academy City."
"Wait a second, Kami-yan. Let me ask a question. Is that person holding some large baggage? The 'Stab Sword' is 1. 5 metres long, and each side of the cross guard is 35 centimetres. If anyone is to try and hide such a large sword...... what would that person use? It can't possibly fit into a luggage bag."
Hearing Tsuchimikado's words, Kamijou turned green.
"She's holding it."
"Holding what?"
"She's holding a billboard. That woman is carrying a billboard like thing that's covered in white cloth......"
"Kami-yan, where are you right now?"
"Eh? Wait a sec...... in front of the Bank of Ichizai."
After saying a 'Wait for me there, ' Tsuchimikado hung up the phone.
Seeing the phone which was cut off, Kamijou wondered whether he should chase after the woman or wait there for Tsuchimikado. After thinking about it for a while, he decided to dash towards where the woman had disappeared. They'd definitely lose her if he waited till Tsuchimikado arrived.
Kamijou had a premonition that some things were going to occur.
He thought about it at the same time, and it was not something to be happy about.
Part 7
The blonde lady wearing loose clothing tucked the large billboard underneath her armpit as she moved through the crowd. At the same time, she felt aware of herself. Although she had to admit that she noticed what she was doing, her feelings were unable to handle anything that was unplanned for completely.
The lady placed her empty hand into the pocket of her pants. At this moment, her pants dropped slightly, but she didn't seem to mind. She pulled out something from her pocket. It was flash cards used for memorising English words, but there was nothing written on them. It was just thick white pieces of paper passed through a metal ring.
"Ugh......"
The lady bit a card with her teeth, and pulled it from the metal ring. At that moment, words appeared on the paper like it was litmus paper. In print font, the yellow words 'Water Symbol' appeared on the card. They were written in yellow ink and were in English.
The lady put the other flash cards back into her pocket, and placed the card she was biting on near her ear, like a seashell.
"Ah-ah, hello hello. I'm Oriana Thomson. Can anyone hear me? Please respond."
Though it seemed like she was talking to herself, the flash card that was near her ear transmitted a voice that was so soft it didn't seem to vibrate the air at all.
"Don't say your name aloud. Be careful, your voice may be heard throughout the surroundings. It'll be more difficult if your real identity is exposed."
It sounded serious.
Hearing this, the woman named Oriana bitterly laughed, and said,
"I'm already in trouble now. This onee-chan prefers an improvisational performance. But this isn't a situation you'll like, right, Lidvia Lorenzetti?"
The other person on the phone, the one identified as Lidvia, remained silent for a while,
"Don't speak to me in such a wretched expression. For religious reasons, I can't keep in line with your tone."
"I guess. To a nun who likes to use endurance to cause people to panic, it's hard on you to punish others verbally. Do you know? The illusions of the Angels that those martyred Saints saw before their deaths may be seen as an abuse of ecstasy from the viewpoint of science."
"......"
"Aiya? Don't tell me you don't like to hear anything from science's viewpoint? You're the type that'll check for those who are rejecting the Word when you're using mass psychology?"
"...... The one that's mindful is actually you......"
Hearing the other party say this, Oriana unhappily kept quiet. She was starting to panic, as this call would be meaningless if this kept up.
"Is it that I played with a bit too much fire, Missy? Then this onee-chan will apologize to you now."
"I remember that you're younger than me."
"Even so, you're still a Missy. No matter how old you are, you're still a Missy. Isn't the greatest wish of a nun to age while retaining the identity of a Missy?"
"To people who advocate the Gospel to the poor, it's inappropriate to call someone older a Missy. You must have received the word of the Bible, once a nun becomes a member of God's family—"
You're going to nag on? Oriana sighed.
A typical Roman Catholic, Lidvia Lorenzetti would get emotional the moment she started to talk about praying to God or the truths about spreading the Gospel.
Oriana listened to her nagging without paying attention, as she tried to find an opportune time to butt in.
"Then, regarding this trouble that I was talking about just now......"
"—We nuns are the brides of God, thus having a relationship with others is like being disobedient to God...... what I want to say is......"
"Maybe another time."
Oriana simply changed the topic,
"Basically, the spell that this onee-chan cast on herself is now broken."
That spell.
The name of it was called 'Chaos and calm on the surface. '
The spell that Oriana used was used to ensure her safety. It was a spell that absorbed the mentality 'to chase after her' from her pursuers. It was useless when one was facing her in a conversation, but by turning her back on the other party, the other party would feel, 'there's no reason to call her, ' 'I'll talk to her next time, ' and not call her. It was a spell that used the 'Repel bystander' spell and expanded on it.
While this spell was working, even if Oriana was holding a fireball or anything dangerous in her hand, 'nobody would want to call her. ' Because of this, she was able to carry out the plan and the 'deal'.
But for some reason, Oriana was unable to reconstruct that spell that had been broken.
"Then what's the reason?"
"I don't know."
"Any countermeasures?"
"I have no idea either."
"......"
"Oi, don't hang up the phone! This nee-chan has no interest in sinking and drowning in this painful silence."
"Then what will you do now? Come up with a countermeasure."
"About this......"
Oriana Thomson chuckled.
"...... First, I have to get away from that little kid behind me."
Part 8
In front of Kamijou Touma, the lady in workers' clothes—likely to be the courier, Oriana Thomson—turned at a corner.
(...... Have I been found out!?)
Anyway, he couldn't lose her. Kamijou gave up on stalking her, something he was not good at anyway, and started to run among the crowd. He didn't know whether there was a television interview somewhere, as this path wasn't crowded with people.
He ran along the building, and turned around the right-angled corner.
Kamijou could see the blonde hair swaying about in a location further than he expected. He passed through a child holding a balloon and a couple holding hands, and began to speed up. He thought,
(Luckily, I'm wearing sportswear for the competitions. )
Although these clothes weren't made from some high-tech material that used aviation mechanics to reduce the air-resistance, it was better than the school pants.
Though he was trying his best to run hard, nobody was looking at him like a weirdo. The pedestrians may have thought that he was in the Scavenger Hunt. He was moving faster now, and he was 1 kilometre away from where he had collided with the blonde lady and split up with Fukiyose.
Not to mention that Botany test field where Index was changing clothes, it was now bothersome for him to even walk back.
A handphone ring could be heard from Kamijou's pants.
It'd be tiring if he talked while he was running. Kamijou wondered if he should answer the phone as he was keeping his eyes on the target. The caller was Tsuchimikado Motoharu.
He hastily picked up the phone.
"Kami-yan, where are you!? Why aren't you waiting for me there!?"
"Sorry, I'm afraid that I'll lose her if this keeps up!"
As they were talking, the figure wearing worker clothes turned again at a corner 20 metres in front.
"Bastard, where now? Where are you right now?"
Turning around the corner, Kamijou gave a low moan. The street in front was split into 3 different alleys. He pricked his ears, and could hear where the footsteps were headed. It was the middle alley.
"The location...... There's no road sign around!! I'll send my GPS password to you through SMS. Look for me there!!"
The GPS function of the handphone had a service of 'showing where one's friend was, ' but they had to use the special password sent over by the target. The code would change automatically every 30 minutes.
Kamijou sent the required code to Tsuchimikado's phone, and hung up. Of course, the power must remain on in order to allow the GPS function to work properly.
He continued to run in the alley. This stretch was really long, as the small space between the towers soon became a gradual arc. Rushing forward, he finally heard the voices of the crowd and their footsteps in front.
"Eh!!"
Running out of the alley, he found another road. Kamijou looked around, before spotting Oriana running away on the right side of a trail that extended to both left and right of him.
The distance was rather long now, about 50 metres. It was pretty fast for her to run while holding such a large billboard (or it's disguised as one, it should be something else though, right?).
Kamijou frantically chased after Oriana.
Luckily, the billboard of hers was rather large, and obvious, so she couldn't mix into the crowd easily. In this situation, Kamijou would lose sight of her the moment he lost a teeny-weeny bit of concentration, meaning that he had to focus on her. This psychological thought narrowed Kamijou's vision, as not only did he nearly knock into the people walking around, he didn't notice the unevenness of the ground and nearly fell down.
"Damn it!!"
Kamijou shouted out. As he was about to run forward, someone tapped him on his shoulder.
It was Tsuchimikado Motoharu and Stiyl Magnus.
They were fast.
They hadn't chased him from behind; they had come out from the side alleys. It was likely that after they had looked at the GPS map, they guessed where Kamijou would be from looking at where Kamijou was and where he was running.
"Which one, Kami-yan? You just said that the 'Stab Sword' was disguised as a billboard, right?"
"It's that...... that person...... that blonde lady wearing workers' clothes."
Tsuchimikado and Stiyl then proceeded to run where Kamijou was pointing at. The reason why they left him behind was because they'd say that it was the work of the experts now. But Kamijou didn't bother adjusting his breathing as he proceeded to run after Stiyl and the rest.
(Cheh, they're tough...... !)
Oriana muttered as she continued to run while glancing backwards. Though the distance between them was about 50 metres, conversely, they only needed to run 50 metres in order to catch up to her. She continued to run, and ran into several alleys where it would be easy for them to get lost, as she tried to shake them off, but there didn't seem to be any effect.
The reason why she was disguised as a painter holding a billboard was because she wanted people to think that she was 'working'. No matter whether it was a hotel, department store, or a restaurant, if there was no billboard, others would think that 'she's here to rest in the shop. ' She'd be questioned by the employees if she walked into a shop together with the customers like this. Even if they were to ask for an explanation, she wouldn't have time to reply. She'd be noticed if she got away from the employees several times.
Even if she disguised herself as a worker and walked in from the back door, she'd need keys and an ID card. Thus, she could only run on the streets outside. This was one of the reasons why she couldn't shake them off though.
Even so, with this distance, it was abnormal for the other party to catch up with her so accurately.
And, the moment she turned back, the number of people chasing after her was now three!
The first one looked like an amateur, but the precision required now had increased by a lot now that two more people were chasing her. They were likely experts. The opponent should have read her trail of thoughts and predicted how she was going to escape.
(Although I heard that Academy City and various Christian organisations cannot take action on these busy streets now, it seems that I was too naïve...... !)
Suddenly, Oriana stopped moving. There seemed to be a television broadcasting crew doing an interview ahead, as there was quite a group of people around. Oriana, who was holding the large 'billboard', was unable to pass through. The billboard was jammed inside the crowd, and she couldn't move about freely. Of course, she could abandon the billboard, but doing so would defeat the entire objective as to why she was running about with it.
She looked around, and thought,
(Although it's difficult, looks like that road is the safest...... )
After thinking, calculating and making a decision, Oriana ran onto another road on the side.
Tsuchimikado was running the fastest, and was followed by Stiyl, then Kamijou. That was because Kamijou had used up quite a bit of energy, as he should be running faster than Stiyl.
Right now, Oriana, who was 30 metres in front, stopped in the middle of the road. Looking around, she decided to run into another road on the side. Tsuchimikado frowned as he ran,
"What now, it's different from her usual modus operandi nya...... did she change her mind?"
He continued to maintain his breathing as he ran after her, feeling that he'd lose her if there was a slight error. Kamijou increased the power of his legs as well as he chased after Tsuchimikado.
Arriving at where Oriana had stopped just now, they found out that there was a broadcasting agency carrying out an interview. One could hear the reporter reporting the news excitedly, and to the residents of Academy City, it seemed that he was confusing the situation. The people around him were packed together as if he was in a train. Oriana must be afraid of getting blocked by them, so she changed her direction.
Kamijou's view turned towards Oriana.
"...... Where is this place, a bus depot?"
It was an empty place with asphalt on the ground.
It was an enclosed rectangular area that was surrounded on all sides. It seemed like they had bulldozed and levelled the abandoned buildings that had originally been there in preparing for Daihaseisai.
It was 30 metres wide, and several hundred metres long. There was no impression of it being 'wide', though. Many large buses were stacked tightly together like oil tankers. At first glance, there were about 50–70 of these buses. There were metal pillars everywhere, and the entire place was covered with a galvanised iron roof. There were robotic arms that were used in car repairs hanging from the ceiling.
All the vehicles were unmanned automatic buses.
It should be a temporary depot for automatic buses. There had to be a place to refuel the buses, to wash them, and do repairs when needed. Maybe they were using a three-shift rotation system or some other measures during this period. So all the buses here were on standby.
The automatic buses were only in use during Daihaseisai, and such a large amount of preparation was done for this. Kamijou re-realised the scale of this operation.
An auto-bus marked as 'return' silently passed by Kamijou and company into the depot. Tsuchimikado followed the auto-bus that was slowly moving, and just as he was about to step silently into the depot—
BOOM!!
Suddenly, blue and white explosions occurred underneath the ceiling.
The unnaturally-coloured flame continued to fall directly onto Tsuchimikado's face like a transparent cylinder. It may be a magical attack — although it was a magical flame, it was definitely not caused by Stiyl. If so, who did this?
"Bastard, is she trying to stop us by using runes? Get down, Kami-yan!"
Tsuchimikado jumped backwards, and was about to push Kamijou down, but—
"What are you saying? Shouldn't we be relying on him in this kind of situation?"
Stiyl grabbed Kamijou's collar and tossed him in front.
"Ah?"
Tsuchimikado rolled sideways, not knowing how far he would roll, and in place, Kamijou was standing under the blue and white flames.
Looking up, Kamijou saw a flaming pillar that was coming down like a guillotine swinging downwards.
"Eh? WHAT ARE YOU DOING?? AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"
Kamijou frantically swung his right hand up like a hook. The blue and white flames dispersed in many different directions, and vanished before it could spread.
Stiyl shook the cigarette in his mouth, and said,
"My my, to think that even I couldn't think of this perfect teamwork. To be able to share the work like this, you can really understand the situation and take action."
"You...... you...... you...... !!"
Kamijou was trembling, and without hesitation, was about to hit the red-haired priest.
"Hurry up and finish your work."
Stiyl kicked him, and pushed him backwards.
PEW!! The sound of wind being cut could be heard, as blocks of rocks that were as big as baseballs passed through the underside of the auto-bus that was moving forward. Suddenly, the surface of these rocks became sharp and edgy, like a sea-urchin, as they bounced up towards Kamijou's jaw.
"Wait...... wait a sec!!"
Kamijou quickly stretched his right hand out, and the rock bullets vanished in the air like an ice sculpture breaking. Tsuchimikado and Stiyl were using the auto-bus parked nearby as a shield, and jumped away left and right respectively. Kamijou, who was unable to trust them any further, jumped in Tsuchimikado's direction.
Tsuchimikado, whose back was resting on the bus, said to Stiyl, who was leaning his back on the bus opposite,
"Stiyl, stay here, set up the runes, and stand by. I'll catch the courier inside."
"Roger that. Do I have to use the 'Repel bystander'?"
"I'll leave it to you. Though I don't want to use too much magic, it'll be bad if this uproar is to build on. It's alright as long as Index doesn't arrive here."
I see, Kamijou just realised this. Right now, they weren't fighting in a 'win or lose' battle, but a war about 'arrest or escape'. Once the objectives were different, the ways to tackle it were different.
Tsuchimikado stared at Kamijou's face, and asked,
"Oh yeah, Kami-yan. What do you want to do? I feel that it's safer for you to stay here......"
Stiyl stared at Kamijou, and grinned,
"Yeah, to me, it's better if you stay here. Not for your safety, but mine."
Kamijou picked up an empty can on the ground, and threw it at Stiyl, wanting to proceed on with Tsuchimikado. From a blind corner of the bus, Tsuchimikado stared inside the depot, and dashed out.
Kamijou followed him, thinking, if I have the Imagine Breaker ability, shouldn't I be using myself as a shield?
BOOM!!
As this sound was heard, a yellow flame flew towards them. 10 metres in front, a flame appeared out of nowhere.
Right when Kamijou stretched out his right hand, a high pressure wind cut between the buses on the left and right side of him like a scalpel.
"!?"
Just when Kamijou was unable to respond, Tsuchimikado grabbed his collar, avoided the scalpels that were flying over, and ran in an arc to avoid the flames. He then let go of Kamijou's collar, and said,
"Kami-yan, you don't have to take them all on! These are traps that the enemy set up. She'll escape if you take them on seriously!!"
"Although you say that...... !!"
Five blocks of ice that were as big as balloons came descending from the ceiling. Kamijou tried hard to resist using his right hand as he dashed forward. The shockwaves and sounds created by the heavy blocks of ice landing caused him to feel chilly on his back.
Passing through a row of parked auto-buses, he saw a large machine that was used to wash the buses. It was about as tall as two storeys of a building, and there were machines that were used for washing. It was not those drum-shaped brushes, but rather a flat sponge that used ultrasonic vibration.
Oriana seemed to have ran into a dark corner, and he could see her blonde hair swaying about.
"Over there!!"
When Kamijou jumped out from the blind corner, the ground started to uplift in a row, as if it was trying to get in between him and the huge washing machine. It was a 5 metre tall ground wall, and it swept his legs over like a tsunami.
The wall extended from one end of the depot to another. This was unavoidable, as he'd be crushed even if he hid behind a blind corner. What was more dangerous was that if the metal pillar supporting the ceiling was broken, the entire depot would collapse.
"Kami-yan, I'll leave it to you. It's some provisional material that's like ectoplasm. Your right hand will definitely settle it!!"
As Tsuchimikado shouted out, Kamijou came forward. Facing this large target, his teeth started to clatter, but it was not the time to run away crying. He reached the base of the wall, and hit it with his right hand.
POW!!
With the sound of glass breaking, the 5 metre tall wall collapsed. The wall seemed to have dissolved in the air, and there didn't seem to be any changes. The asphalt ground returned to its original state as well.
Kamijou was about to pull back his right arm when Tsuchimikado ran past him to the place opposite the large washing machine.
He stopped.
Oriana wasn't there anymore.
A thick piece of paper that was as big as a chewing gum wrapper was stuck on the body of the machine. Kamijou rushed past Tsuchimikado, and looked around. There was a backdoor in the corner of the machine, but further down, a manhole was opened, and the windows of the buildings were broken. Basically, it was impossible to tell which way she escaped.
"'Tracking sealer' Oriana Thomson huh...... what a joke!!"
Tsuchimikado angrily tore down the piece of paper. The ordinary boy Kamijou Touma could tell from his actions how critical the situation was.
(Ara ara. I don't know if I lost them...... )
Oriana Thomson looked behind for a while, and walked on the road.
She had stopped running the moment she lost sight of her pursuers. Since the opponent lost her, it was more important that she was not found than to put distance between them. It'd be very obvious if she was to run in the crowd.
Even so, she was rather satisfied. Oriana held on to the billboard that was covered with white cloth, and reconfirmed everything again.
(...... Even if I lost them for now, it doesn't mean that the matter is over. I have to set up the next piece. )
Oriana, who was only caring about what was happening behind, knocked into someone in front. Her exposed navel felt not human skin, but metal. Two boys that seemed to be committee members of the Daihaseisai were setting a pole horizontally for a ball tossing contest, and she had knocked into them.
"Aiya, I'm really sorry."
Oriana gently apologised and left, leaving the boys dumbfounded as they stared at her huge breasts.
Too soft, she said softly, forcing back the urge to laugh.
(I've just set up my next piece, it'll likely give them some hell. )
Tsuchimikado had pulled out his phone and was talking to someone. It seemed to be Stiyl. Although both of them were magicians,
Tsuchimikado couldn't use magic, or strictly speaking, he could use it, but it'd cause a rejection due to his esper powers, which was the risk of a small-scale explosion.
Tsuchimikado said "come quickly, " and hung up the phone.
Kamijou looked at the piece of paper that Tsuchimikado was holding.
"Oi, what's that?"
"O, that's the spiritual tool that Oriana uses."
Tsuchimikado said in a frustrated tone, and let Kamijou see that paper. Some blue coloured words were written on it in a hard to read font, 'Soil Symbol. ' Of course, Kamijou, whose English was atrocious, didn't understand what it meant.
"It means, 'the Symbol of Soil. ' You've probably heard of the five main elements in RPGs, nya? Fire, water, earth, wind, whatever. It's referring to that."
"So this is a 'Soil card'? I don't understand."
"No, not only that. The colour of earth is 'green', but this is written in blue."
Tsuchimikado turned the card around, saying,
"'Blue' is the colour of water, and normally, it wouldn't be used on earth-based magic. If one wanted to use earth, they'd put matching features like 'green' or 'disc-shaped'. It's like how Stiyl uses red cards to control flames."
"...... Did that woman make a mistake?"
"Impossible, she's doing this on purpose. She's using incompatible colours and uses the reaction as an attack. Basically, this is risky, as a bad mix will result in a bad effect."
As Tsuchimikado said this, Stiyl ran over from the other side of the depot.
Tsuchimikado waved the thick piece of paper, and said,
"I found her magical spirit tool. If Oriana is to use this while she's running, this will receive it like a cellphone. I'd like to use this method, can you guys give me a hand, nya?"
Part 9
Tsuchimikado Motoharu could not use magic.
Strictly speaking, if he used it, he'd lose control of his body. As the human body wasn't numerical, it couldn't decide how many times could he endure it. He may endure it up to 4, 5 times, or he may die in one use.
It was like playing Russian Roulette; there was a chance where he would die. In this situation where he was uncertain, Tsuchimikado was trying his best not to use it. If he was to end up being unable to take action, one could expect what would happen after that.
Thus, Tsuchimikado was unable to use the 'Seeking Magic'.
He placed the thick piece of paper that Oriana had left behind on the floor, and drew a perfect circle around it. He then positioned many different coloured papers, and that was all. Basically, it was Stiyl's job to activate it.
"The name of the spell is called an 'all-around reality array' — it would have been easy if I used it during the 'Angel Fall' incident nya...... in order to prevent any interference, I only used a single defensive spell, and got damaged really badly. Kanzaki nee-chan isn't good at setting up a boundary either, so it was really troublesome. Of course, I can't possibly teach the important figures of the Russian Orthodox Church this......"
"Stop yapping and start working. I heard that the effective range is about a 3 kilometres radius?"
"Ah, to interrupt me like this. Ahhh, Kami-yan, please move away bit. What if your right hand breaks this 'all-around reality array'?"
Hearing Tsuchimikado mention this, Kamijou frantically backpedaled. Tsuchimikado continued to make some markings on the ground, and after he was done, moved back to where Kamijou was.
A black circle with approximately 50cm in diameter was drawn on the ground, and the piece of paper that Oriana had stuck on the bus washing machine. The blue, white, red and black pieces of paper divided the circle into four equal quadrants, each set at 90 degrees. Seemed like this was to represent north, south, east and west.
Stiyl knelt halfway down in front of the circle that Tsuchimikado had drawn, clapped his two hands together, and closed his eyes. A drop of sweat flowed down his forehead.
"―Through the wind, but not through air, but to convey thy will."
As he recited this, the four pieces of paper started to float in the air. Like a clumsy puppet being pulled by invisible strings, the coloured paper stood up. The edges of the pieces of coloured paper reminded one of the sharp edge of a sword blade.
"This so-called rune is the idea of magic by adding and removing colours."
Tsuchimikado stared at the circle on the ground, saying,
"First, one has to imprint something that's of significance, and forcefully input some energy to activate the spell, and deactivate it by removing the stains. For Stiyl, he uses 'pre-prepared dyed cards' that were printed, so the spell activates extremely fast. When the card 'burns', the removal of the colour will be over in an instant nya. So normally, people will use spells that 'are pre-prepared'......"
The four pieces of paper continued to draw a spiral. The papers continued to draw a line that was of the same colour. The line continued to get closer and closer, and the circle got smaller and smaller, as they got closer to the middle, where the card that Oriana had left behind was.
"As long as we follow the basic rule of 'adding and removing colours', even if it's Futtark, which doesn't follow the normal regulations, one can activate a rune spell nya. In fact, different types of 'rune words' formed during different ages."
―There was only 15cm to the centre of the circle.
Kamijou stared at the fast rotating pieces of paper.
"If we use this, we can accurately determine where Oriana is?"
"Um. If we use it, we should be able to determine it in a 3 kilometre radius. However, we won't get anything if she leaves the perimeter."
"...... 3 kilometres. It's rather far. But if we find her at exactly 3 kilometres from here, wouldn't the enemy move somewhere else?"
"One more thing. After activating an 'all-around reality array', it'll take fifteen minutes for us to set it up. However, it's no problem if it works once."
Tsuchimikado said this, but if they failed......
"Although 15 minutes sounds short, wouldn't it be bad if the opponent takes a bus or tram?"
"I don't care where she runs off to. Kami-yan, have you forgotten? I'm a magician too. Don't I have the 'Red technique' as my last resort? Although I only have one shot."
―There was now only 10cm to the centre.
Kamijou revealed an irritated look, and said,
"What you are talking about...... is that gimmick that you used to bomb my house from the seaside resort to prevent that 'Angel Fall'? It's alright if we can use such a long range strike...... wait a minute, if everyone knows about how someone used magic brazenly in Academy City, wouldn't the many magicians waiting outside be using this as an excuse to invade?"
"No, they won't. Kami-yan, because their excuse is to 'protect ordinary civilians from those bad magicians that invaded Academy City. ' As long as we settle this with a single strike, take the 'Stab Sword' back, and announce that "the danger is gone, so we don't need your help, " isn't it alright nya?"
―5cm left.
Tsuchimikado grinned at Kamijou, and said,
"Even so, I'm not comfortable with solving this as a magician. So I used that 'Red technique', and not my speciality, the 'black technique' nya. If anyone was to ask who was the one who used magic, I'd just lie to that guy and say that it was Stiyl, the fire manipulator, who launched the strike.
"...... That...... that is a bit too bold. Can you really trick them like that?"
"I can. Because 'Necessarius' is keeping the knowledge of 103, 000 magical books. It's not weird for them to even learn spells that are not of Christian origin. Stiyl's runes themselves have no relation to Christianity. However, they can't use these spells the Eastern way, so they have to refine it such that it looks western."
"......"
"What's with your expression? Anyway, we win if we can confirm Oriana's position. The ideal case is if we can capture her, and force her to talk about Lidvia's deal with this other party. Right now, the main priority is to prevent the deal of the 'Stab Sword' from taking place. In other words, it'll be alright even if we blow up the 'Stab Sword' or Oriana to pieces.
―The distance was now 0cm.
The four pieces of paper touched the thick piece of paper that Oriana left. With a crisp 'BAM!' sound, the pieces of coloured paper were flying all over the place, drawing an intricate map quickly on the ground. At first it was as blurred as a camera with the lens not at the focal length, then it gradually became clearer.
This map showed everything, from the roads, constructs, trees, benches, vending machines, and wind generators, to each and every single empty can on the ground. Maybe it was more accurate to call it an ultra-high resolution photo taken from a satellite than a simplified or marked map.
Finally, the place that appeared was......
Oriana looked up suddenly.
With one hand, she was holding a billboard-like thing that was covered with a white cloth. She slightly raised her ample breasts, as if she was trying to add to the pressure on the second button, which was the only button she had buttoned. She looked up at the sky.
In the late September blue sky, there was white smoke from the fireworks that were fired, and one could feel the cool breeze in this ruthless summer. The mottled clouds continued to move in the same direction, and everything seemed calm.
Even so, Oriana's skin felt a sharp sense of tension.
It was like trying to get into a bank that had been overrun by robbers and strongly fortified.
Oriana Thomson started to take some time to wonder what was approaching her.
"―Through the wind, but not through air, but to convey thy will — this onee-chan heard that, you know."
Then, she cracked a smile.
"Roar...... kakakakakkakakakakkakakakaka—!?"
Suddenly, Stiyl seemed to be hit by something in the chest, as he bent forward.
Picha! The map on the ground was scattered around like how someone sneezes and blows a sand painting away. A loud breaking sound could be heard, and Kamijou was so scared that he instantly took a deep breath, wondering if Stiyl's bones were broken.
"This is a space-bending sound due to him losing control of his power — it's just the sound of air molecules colliding with each other! Kami-yan, hit Stiyl's body! It'll probably stop!!"
Hearing Tsuchimikado call out like this, Kamijou was shocked. Anyway, it was rather scary when 'he didn't know what was going on. ' Kamijou rushed to Stiyl and frantically smacked his back that was bent. As he was thinking about doing this fast, he forgot to adjust his power.
Suddenly, the sound of air being depressed was heard.
Stiyl relaxed his body as he lay on the ground, but the strange situation seemed to be over, and he couldn't hear that sound just now. Stiyl panted heavily, and finally pulled his hand away from his sweaty hair—
"What's this? Is this...... some spell to prevent being snuffed out...... ?"
The pieces of coloured paper weren't moving anymore, so Tsuchimikado picked one of them up with his fingers, placed his fingers on the paper, and folded several creases on it.
"If so, since I used the 'all-around reality array', I should be affected as well...... but there's no such phenomenon."
He waved the neatly folded coloured paper, and said,
"Stiyl's magic should have been read by the opponent, and the opponent probably used a counterspell that will cause a reaction in Stiyl. That Oriana, I thought that she suddenly decided to counterattack, so this is her goal. She's trying to force us to use our magic, read and analyse them, and set up a magic array that sends signals nya."
Kamijou did not understand what Tsuchimikado, who was folding the paper, was talking about, as he extended his hand out to Stiyl. Stiyl irritatedly waved Kamijou's hand away, and swaggered as he tried to stand up.
Stiyl spat onto the ground.
"Is it a spell that identifies a person and seals him up? Really, to think that she could come up with that."
"...... What's that? You mean it can target Stiyl and attack him directly?"
Tsuchimikado sighed.
"This thing called magic...... because of the approach of the caster, the quality and quantity will be different...... but, I don't think that this is enough to create a perfect counterattack nya."
As he spoke, Tsuchimikado placed his hand into his pocket, and pulled out a red pen...... or maybe it isn't.
According to his explanation, this thing called magic was like gasoline. It was originally like the gasoline that we rely on so heavily, and was refined heavily through sects or religions like an oil processor.
"For Stiyl, if he were using the Aztec method to train his magic, the type of magic formed will be vastly different. Like using crude oil, one cannot refine it into gasoline, but into heavy oil and light oil nya."
Tsuchimikado said.
For an Amakusa Saint like Kanzaki Kaori, besides Christianity, there was still some essence of Buddhism and Shintoism. So they could freely adjust the type of magic and quality of the spell according to the situation.
What Tsuchimikado was suggesting was that, to Oriana, in order to take on Stiyl himself, she'd try and grasp what type of magic that he could possibly use, and try her best to focus on sealing Stiyl's magic. It was hard to imagine Oriana having peace of mind now, as she probably didn't have all the information about Stiyl's power. No matter his strength, one would normally consider about that.
"That...... Oriana, what did she do?"
"About this...... I guess, it should be something like this."
As he spoke, Stiyl stood up, his legs still wobbly.
"This thing called magic has multiple forms of existence. But the previous stage is no longer the same. The methods we can use to refine this talent will be dependent on religion, spells, and one's own lifeforce. After that, it's like a math problem. As long as one calculates it backwards, the answer will be out."
Imagine if there was 20 pounds of magic A, and a way to process magic called B. By comparing the two, if a person used the magic procession B needed to process 20 pounds of magic, how many pounds of this lifeforce would be required—this way, one could calculate the original 'lifeforce'.
Stiyl irritatedly pulled out a cigarette stick from a pack with his mouth, and stared at Tsuchimikado. Tsuchimikado was using something like a red pen to draw some markings on the coloured paper in his hand.
"In order to overcome this situation, I'm making a new array."
Tsuchimikado told Kamijou, still focusing on the paper.
Stiyl's gaze returned to Kamijou.
"Although magic doesn't have a personality, lifeforce does. In other words, my lifeforce was read by Oriana. Bastard, I shouldn't have set up the rune cards so easily...... no, if the opponent is using a underground large-scale interrogation facility for magicians, like an execution tower or the basement of Windsor Castle, it's still possible. To think that it's possible for a magician to be able to do every single step—research, analysis, reverse calculation, application, and engagement all by herself—as expected of the 'Tracking Sealer', Oriana Thomson."
Said Stiyl unhappily as he pulled out a matchstick, a rare sight, and struck it against the soles of his shoe. It was likely that he was wary of using magic to light a stick. Right now, he couldn't strike back, and could only wait for Tsuchimikado to finish his preparations. For such a man who had such a high self-esteem to 'be cautious', one could see how unfathomable Oriana was. Hearing him say this, during the battle at the depot, Stiyl had been the only one who used 'magic' outright.
"If she's doing a reverse calculation and counterattacking, the one hurt should have been Tsuchimikado, who set up the 'all-around reality array'. Since nothing like that happened, I guess it reacted to my lifeforce."
Stiyl continued. Tsuchimikado was working hard on some weird project, so only Kamijou and Stiyl were conversing with each other.
"Which means, that Oriana can still analyze Stiyl's magic while she's escaping?"
Kamijou tilted his head, not knowing what was going on.
Seeing Kamijou like this, Stiyl couldn't help but blow out some smoke irritatedly. Maybe it was because he lost his cool after being damaged, or maybe he felt that it was troublesome to talk about things that were straightforward to magicians.
"If she knows this move, then it should be even more potent...... than your right hand."
He inhaled some smoke deeply.
"Oriana's counterspell...... which is on par with those spells used for execution, requires a magic array — no, something that's even higher than it. Oriana didn't just use a spell, she set up an entire area of effect. It's like setting up a high-speed computer, and letting it do all the analysis. This way, Oriana can focus on running away, but......"
"But what?"
When Kamijou said this, Stiyl replied in a bitter voice,
"...... No, maybe I'm thinking too much. I feel that I have seen this inhuman 'auto-processing' before...... no way. Even if she's Oriana, she can't possibly have that......"
It was like he was muttering to himself.
Kamijou, who didn't understand the situation at all, frowned. Tsuchimikado, who was beside them, was drawing something on the paper. He opened his mouth, and grinned.
"No, Stiyl, I'm thinking the same thing as you."
"Really?... If so, it would explain why Oriana is able to let it work despite being someplace else. But if so, she's not a magician, but a sorcerer."
"Aiya, is this really the case? I always felt that there was something wrong about Oriana. If she's really a complete warlock, there should be some magicians whom she taught that will act as her underlings. Shouldn't that be something that Lidvia should be doing?"
As he spoke, Tsuchimikado continued to create markings on the coloured paper. It was like a marking was add on another marking.
"??? What is that?"
The two magicians continued to mutter among themselves, causing the amateur Kamijou to be confused. Seeing Kamijou like this, Tsuchimikado gently smiled.
"Oh yeah, Kami-yan probably hasn't seen an actual situation. But, just having knowledge of it means that you know it. By stuffing any knowledge related to magic into someone, the knowledge will form a magic array without the caster's will. Even if the caster doesn't use magic, it'll cause the 'power' released by nature and lifeforce to multiply, making it active semi-permanently."
Tsuchimikado's smile now had a deeper meaning.
The lens of the blue sunglasses were reflecting light.
"You still don't understand? It's the person closest to Kami-yan nya. 'That' Index that memorised 103, 000 magical texts, isn't she with you?"
103, 000.
Index.
Even if he didn't understand completely what Tsuchimikado meant, he knew what that referred to.
"No way?"
"That's right, Kami-yan."
Facing Kamijou, who was muttering right now, Tsuchimikado gently shook the coloured paper in his hand, and casually said.
"The original copy of the magic book."
The original.
A book that had the secrets of magic. At first glance, it didn't look impressive, but any ordinary human would get a nervous breakdown if they just read the contents only. Also, the chapters, paragraphs and words of the book would become a semi-permanent magic array that would automatically counterattack if anyone was to try and destroy it.
Nobody had the power to destroy the 'original copy' of a magic book, so they could only use emergency measures to temporarily seal it. This was why people like Index, who had memorised 103, 000 magical texts in her head, and Orsola, who tried to analyze the original 'Book of the Law', did this to counter these dangerous magical books.
Kamijou was a complete novice when it came to magic. And he had never seen a real 'magic book' before. Even so, there had been quite a few incidents around him that involved magic or magical books, so in this sense, he had quite a bit of knowledge.
Tsuchimikado exhaled deeply, and made the four corners of the folded piece of paper with a pen.
"A magic book has a similar nature as a magic array, since the secondary effect of a magic book originates from the effect of a magic array."
Kamijou frowned. He didn't understand what Tsuchimikado was talking about.
"How is a magic book similar to a magic array? Isn't a magic book something ancient? And isn't a magic array some star painted circle symbol that commonly appears in RPGs?"
After Kamijou asked this, Stiyl looked somewhat frustrated as he narrowed his eyes.
"...... You're using such a stupid analogy again; that's the star of Laksami. This isn't a single product, but a Middle age magic array that's used within a circular array."
He stared at something beside Tsuchimikado's hand.
"First, we'll explain from the 'array'...... the first magic array was just an ordinary circle. It's just like that."
As he said this, he picked up a stone, sat on the ground, and drew a circle with an approximately 50cm diameter on the asphalt road. Though it was hand-drawn, the circle was rather accurate. Kamijou looked surprised, but Tsuchimikado, who continued to draw on the coloured paper, didn't bother to even look. Seemed like a magician who had to create his own magic array or rune cards had very dexterous hands.
"The pentagram or the Star of David that you novices can think about is used to add an additional effect. In order to add on to the basic effect of the circle, we add the seal of King David or the seal of King Solomon."
Stiyl puffed out a cloud of smoke, and continued to add a pentagram on it. The five tips of the star divided the circle neatly into five different parts, and there was no deviation in any of the straight lines.
But what did this have to do with the magic books? Kamijou tilted his head, thinking.
Seeing Kamijou like this, Stiyl gently clicked his tongue. Besides his irritated feelings to Kamijou and his own injuries, the reason why Stiyl was all panicky now was that Tsuchimikado was taking too long to plan (or so he thought) a way to break this status quo.
"Then, there's the last step of setting up a magic array...... it's too troublesome to explain it a few times, so watch carefully."
Stiyl shifted the small rock away as he said,
"The last step of setting up a magic array is to add other things, like words. Most of the time, we write something outside the circle to declare which Angel we want to borrow power from."
While speaking, he continued to write some things along the circumference of the circle. Because it was a scary magic array, Kamijou thought that he would use an unknown ancient language. But he was just writing English.
Stiyl continued to engrave words on the asphalt floor.
"Just like this case, I'll have to write down the name of the Angel whom I want to borrow the power from. I'll then have to specify the type of power I want, like 'fire' or 'wind'. I will also have to write down what kind of 'Angel's power' I need, and how much power. The quality of the power is important, but what's more important, and maybe surprisingly, is the quantity. If it's too little, I definitely won't be able to activate the spell. But if it is too much, the excess will go out of control, so it's difficult to find an optimal amount."
It was only a little while, but there was already a line of words around the circumference. Stiyl's hand continued to work as he started to write another line of words on the circumference.
"Once I get the correct amount and quality of 'Angel's power', I'll have to write down how I'm going to use it. Maybe the caster will input this power into his staff and get some special ability, or maybe he will set it up around the magic array for defence, etc. With that—"
The second line, the third line, the fourth line, the words continued to pile up like a Swiss roll.
Maybe one should call it a magic array that had markings that were continuously added onto it.
"—Doesn't it look like the page of a book?"
Stiyl puffed out some smoke at the magic array.
In reality, it was as Stiyl said. Although the way it was written wasn't conventional like ordinary books, where there was a specific rule that one had to write horizontally or vertically. But what if one was to read the text along the circle in a horizontal manner? If it just 'required any type of quality and quantity to mix and match before getting some effect'—wasn't it like a formula or some sorts?"
The formula of a spell.
This was basically what a magic book was about.
"But there's still a weakness about using this type of magic array. The more complicated the picture is, the more difficult it'll be to control it. Like the word 'front, ' besides the meaning of facing forward, there's also the meaning of 'promenade. ' If there's a difference in what the caster intended and what is interpreted incorrectly on the magic array, the spell will go out of control and cause the caster much trouble...... but if it's one's own misinterpretation, the caster must be pretty talented."
Stiyl finished speaking, and slowly stood up.
He tossed the small rock in his hand away.
Seeing this, Tsuchimikado spoke up,
"In the end, the amount of information given for this magic array has a direct relation with its power. The complicated look and the lines added are just details that are added onto it. The reason why I used four pieces of coloured paper for this 'all-around reality array' is to add decorations that signify that I want to collect information from every single direction. With this, how much power does a magic book that's entirely stuffed with magical knowledge? —Basically, an original magic book is a high-intensity magic array. Even specialised magicians find it tough to handle nya."
Tsuchimikado brought this conclusion. The coloured paper in his hand was somewhat wet as he was continuously making some markings on the coloured paper with his red pen.
Kamijou remained silent for a while.
"If so, in preparation of Daihaseisai, Oriana actually prepared an original magic book to form this auto-activate counterspell?"
This was something that makes people freeze up.
Once, because of the magic book that was called the 'Book of the Law', Kamijou himself had been involved in a battle started by three magic factions. Of course, there were differences in the value and tiers between the magic books, but no matter how anyone thought, this wasn't normal. To say that the scale was too big, one may say that it was so big that it was almost a waste.
Stiyl disagreed with Kamijou's views.
"...... Is this really possible? The alchemist Aureolus Izzard was also a magic book author. Even if the fastest person in the Palace of Secret Records was to write on without sleeping or resting, it'd take three days to write up just one thin book, and probably a month to write a thick one. I don't think she has time to write up an 'original book' while she's spending her life running around. Or maybe the enemy had set up an 'original' beforehand......"
"I don't think so. It's true that one needs a lot of time to complete a book. But this isn't Oriana's objective."
Tsuchimikado spoke in a relaxed tone.
"To her, she just wants the effect of the magic book that strengthens her magic array. She doesn't care about the genre. Doesn't it feel like nobody can read her cursive handwriting nya?"
Tsuchimikado said this with a thoroughly red piece of paper in his hand.
"...... You're implying that it's a 'shorthand original'? I still feel that's impossible...... no, alright. Right now, we have to consider all the possibilities no matter what."
Kamijou lowered his head, as the words of these magicians continued to echo in his mind.
Finally, he raised his head.
"This original, it means that nobody can destroy the magic book, right? If there's a need to create originals for every battle, wouldn't the world be filled with originals?"
"That's right nya— 'Necessarius' never got this kind of report as well. This is just my guess, Oriana's 'shorthand original' is definitely not perfect. A real original can turn each page into a semi-permanent magic array. But because Oriana's one is sloppy, it'll crumble in a short time."
Tsuchimikado smoothly replied as he continued to write on the wet piece of paper. Not only the surface was important, the order the markings were added, and the type of markings added were also important.
Tsuchimikado bitterly laughed,
"In the past, there were many magicians who wrote flawed originals, and ended up losing control over them before dying. Oriana may have used this the other way to destroy the 'shorthand original' on her own. If so, it's better to consider her as a spellcaster. A hybrid that involves the original and a magician — in other words...... it's not to pass on the techniques and knowledge to the future generation, but to destroy this original instantly when needed nya."
Hm — Kamijou folded his arms.
"Right now, I still don't understand anything about the original or the magic array."
"...... Explaining this to someone like you is really useless."
Because he was injured, Stiyl's face was somewhat green, as his mouth was slightly twisted.
"With the counter, it means that Stiyl is unable to use magic on Oriana?"
"Yes. If we don't settle that counterattack spell, we can't use any magic spells. That spell should be 'ready to strike when it senses that I'm about to use magic. ' It won't differentiate each spell on 'what purpose it does, ' and besides, it's useless to add that order."
Stiyl sounded like he was confessing his own weaknesses, but though one could tell from his tone that he was having some reservations, there was no sign of giving up. It was like he was trying to say that it wouldn't end like this.
"So how? Stiyl is unable to use magic, right? That 'all-around reality array'...... right? Wouldn't it be hard to find out Oriana's position? Since Tsuchimikado can't really use magic well."
"No."
Tsuchimikado shook his head. That coloured paper he was holding, which was drenched in red ink, it was a miracle that it was not torn after all the liquid added on it.
Kamijou and Stiyl stared at him.
"I said this before. This is an auto-counter spell created by the 'shorthand original', so we just need to settle it. If we are successful, we can use some talismans to prevent her from doing it again. Still, the most important thing is to destroy the 'original' that the enemy has, so that Stiyl can safely use his magic nya—"
Kamijou stared at his right hand. The 'original' was definitely a magic book that could not be destroyed by any means, but his Imagine Breaker may be able to deal with it.
Stiyl puffed out some smoke.
"It's alright if we destroy the 'shorthand original', but wouldn't Oriana use this time to run outside the perimeter where the 'all-around reality array' is effective?"
"It's possible. But don't you guys think that the enemy wouldn't use these counterspells if she could escape fast enough? It takes a long time to prepare that. In this tight schedule, one won't do this to add on to her workload."
Hm, Stiyl folded his arms.
Kamijou frowned, thinking that it'd be fine if this was what she was planning.
"That...... that 'shorthand original' that you mentioned just now, where is it?"
"I'm guessing it's set up somewhere."
"Is it possible that Oriana is carrying it with herself?"
"I'm not too confident about it if I'm clear about the conditions required to use this 'shorthand original'. But in order to check out the type of lifeforce that Stiyl has, Oriana set up quite a few traps. She then sent some lifeforce that she got from those traps to the auto-magic array. To set up something like this from the beginning to the end, one has to do it all in the same system...... is there such a possibility nya?"
"Then where did she set up this 'shorthand original'?"
If they didn't know where she ran off to, it was impossible for them to find out where did she had set up the counter magic spell book.
"We'll be looking into this next nya."
What should we do? Tsuchimikado didn't immediately reply to Kamijou's question.
Tsuchimikado breathed out a small amount of air to adjust his breathing. He then placed the red pen he was swinging about into his pocket, and with both hands, he carefully carried the coloured paper that was all sticky and wet now.
He then said,
"Stiyl. It doesn't matter what kind of magic it is, just use it. I'd like to know where the interference came from."
Such cold words.
"After Oriana read Stiyl's lifeforce, she used the 'shorthand original' to hinder our work. That counterspell should involve some magic as well, so I set up this 'divination circle array' that acts like a litmus paper around you to react to her magic. This is a yet unused magic array that doesn't have any magic power yet. The 'divination circle array' will activate when there's magical force from a counterspell. It can also calculate where the spell came from, and the direction and distance."
Tsuchimikado said as he knelt down on the floor, still holding onto the coloured paper that was dyed red. He then shifted the paper around like he was wiping a table with a cloth. A red circle with diameter of 2 metres appeared immediately on the ground. When he finished this, he stood up, looking bored.
Like he was reading a manual, Tsuchimikado's voice was emotionless, leading Kamijou to wonder whether Tsuchimikado's brain was alright. He frantically grabbed Tsuchimikado's shoulders,
"But this isn't the way to go, Tsuchimikado! You should know what will happen if the counterspell arrives!? If we do this again, Stiyl will fall again!!"
"Again?"
Tsuchimikado inexplicably frowned.
"Who said that? It can't possibly end once, right? Stiyl can't possibly fall here. At least if we destroy that counterspell, we'll have to activate the 'all-around reality array' to look for Oriana. Before that, if one 'divination circle array' isn't enough to find out where the spell is, I can only allow him to retry as many times as it takes."
Kamijou's expression changed.
"...... Are you serious?"
In contrast, Tsuchimikado gave a straightforward answer.
"Kami-yan, you seemed to have forgotten, so let me remind you again. Even if Oriana Thomson isn't in front of us, even if there are no swords or bullets flying around, this is still a war that concerns human lives. Countries, or even the world, may be overturned as a consequence, you understand?"
"But...... !!"
Kamijou stomped onto the ground.
"I can understand if we're able to win as a result of Stiyl getting injured. But why can't we get this clear!? If so, there's a possibility that it won't be effective no matter how much damage he takes! Also, even if we find out where the counterspell is, and destroy it, are you going to drag Stiyl around to battle? STOP JOKING WITH ME!! I CAN'T POSSIBLY AGREE TO THIS!!"
Stopping himself there, Kamijou swallowed down his final words at the last second.
...... Tsuchimikado, you're asking Stiyl to use magic because you hate getting hurt in a battle......
"I got it. Let's do this."
Stiyl accepted this proposal that nobody would find sensible to agree with.
"But you...... !!"
"Kamijou Touma, this is gross, stop acting familiar with me. If this can solve everything, there's no problem."
After saying that, he glared at Tsuchimikado.
"Conversely, we have to find out where the spell is no matter what. Also, we have to do this on our own, and we can't let it develop into a bigger problem, got it?"
Being glared at by Stiyl, Tsuchimikado didn't look away.
"OK. I promise not to escalate this incident and cause Index to forcibly return. I'll protect her life while she's still in Academy City, is this your condition?"
Hearing Tsuchimikado's words, Kamijou was at a loss of words.
No matter how injured he was, Stiyl was only thinking about a certain girl's happiness.
Even if that happiness didn't involve him.
Even if where he had been was now occupied by Kamijou Touma.
He wouldn't pull back because of that fact.
The magician Stiyl Magnus turned his back at Kamijou and Tsuchimikado, and pulled out a rune card from his torso.
'Divination circle array'.
Without hesitation, Stiyl stepped into the red circle that Tsuchimikado had drawn on the ground.
"Kamijou Touma...... I'm unhappy that you're here right now."
The red-haired priest said in a firm voice,
"Why aren't you beside that child? It's your fault if that child is unhappy because of this."
After that, the rune flames exploded, and the counterspell activated.
With a scream, one could hear someone fall onto the ground.
This was how Stiyl Magnus lived his own life.
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