Life As Aozaki Orange

Ilya's ruby ​​eyes didn't dare to slacken, she stared at the sword light from Shinji in front of her, resisting every fatal attack,

For the first time, she felt such a sense of oppression, and the sense of crisis on the edge of life and death surrounded her heart.

That is completely different from the feeling of fighting with my sister. If I say... fighting Remilia, I will feel relaxed and helpless, and I have some free time to think about something more than things.

Now... that's not the case at all.

It was like an endless wave of sword light, as long as there was a single negligence... it would end her life here, there is no such thing as Remilia's gentle mercy.

This time, it's a battle of war.

(…what a sharp intuition!)

Matou Shinji wielded his samurai sword as if he could penetrate the sea breeze, but he couldn't slash the little loli in front of him. The little loli with silver hair and red eyes... was like a seagull flying by the sea breeze.

This kid...has an intuition that is beyond imagination.

(It's still too tender, though.)

He extracted more magic power stored by the knife, and enhanced the physical strength to a higher level. Correspondingly, the knife also swung faster, and the dazzling light of the knife was like a blooming lotus flower.

In an instant, the time of her slashing down is infinitely close, and the time gap from each slashing down is almost negligible, even if it is observed with confidential instruments.

There will only be one answer, and the time to cut off is the same.

Here is the success of her training year after year. She does not have excellent magic talent, but she is very good in her aspect. Learning swordsmanship... can also quickly absorb it.

In order to win the Holy Grail War, she specially went to visit famous teachers from all over the world, and challenged each dojo one by one, just to hone the swordsmanship enough to fight against Heroic Spirits.

And all of this is to become a real magician.

"Physical barrier!"

Illya instinctively jumped back, the magic barrier in front of her was cut into countless pieces under the dazzling light of the knife, and the sharp slash was terrifyingly chilling.

"This is... it's like a sword saint!"

After pulling away, she hurriedly waved her black wings and flew into the air to leave a safe distance. Immediately, she stared at Shinji below, feeling her little heart pounding non-stop.

If it wasn't for the sudden emergence of a sense of crisis, she might have turned into Ilia's mince.

"Ah... it seems that some boring guy calls me a future juggernaut or something."

Matou Shinji raised his head and looked at Illya floating in the air: "However, in my opinion... it's just a piece of trash who was defeated by me, and then put gold on his face."

"No, I don't think...they're not there for gold."

Illya waved her hand quickly and complained: \"Do you have a problem with your cognition of your swordsmanship? That kind of attack... is no longer a category that normal humans can wield.\"

"It's fine, but it can't help me become a magician."

Matou Shinji shook her head indifferently, although she spent most of her day practicing swordsmanship, and she also traveled all over Japan to defeat countless masters.

However, these didn't make sense to her.

In the end, practicing swordsmanship... just to become a real magician, as long as she can become a magician, swordsmanship means nothing to her.

"Aren't you... a magician now?"

Illya blinked and asked curiously.

Hearing this, Matou Shinji was slightly taken aback, raised her hand and clenched her samurai sword. She is not a real magician yet, and it only makes sense to open the magic circuit without changing her body.

However, she was actually very strange.

In the final analysis, the phenomena caused by ordinary magicians are now able to operate, and it is not much different from the so-called magicians, but why insist on opening the magic circuit.

Why, to get entangled in these strange places.

"No, not yet!"

She shook her head slightly and looked up at Ilia in the sky.

Although she has practiced swordsmanship for many years, she has never taught how to face flying enemies and whether her sword can slash enemies in the sky.

After all, this kind of thing... is out of the consideration of swordsmanship.

"Then...isn't it good for you to be a Sword Saint?"

Illya looked at Shinji, who was staring down at the bottom, and wondered: "Compared to being a magician, it is more meaningful to have a sword saint's name, and then be famous in history...it's more meaningful."

"No, I'm going to be a magician!"

Matou Shinji shook his head seriously and said firmly: "As the head of the Matou family, I must become a qualified magician!"

"Ah... so, it's a strange obsession."

Illya laughed dryly, then raised her wand and aimed at Shinji below. She could almost see that this blue-haired young lady did not seem to have the ability to fly.

Then it will be fine.

"Zheng!"

A dazzling blade pierced the atmosphere.

Illya was so frightened that she hurriedly hid to the side, turned her head to watch the dazzling sword light fly towards the sky, then turned her head to look at the ground again, and found that Matou Shinji was slowly putting away the katana.

"That's sword qi, definitely sword qi, right!"

She asked in a slightly subtle tone.

"No, it's just a slash that compresses magic power."

Matou Shinji shook his head slightly, and his beautiful eyes were even colder: "Since you won't come down, I can't fly... Then I can only use this method."

"...No matter how you look at it, it looks like the sword spirit of a martial arts drama~"

Illya twitched the corner of her mouth, then waved her wand in her hand, compressing the arc of the magic cannon like a laser falling, bombarding Shinji Matou on the ground.

On the ground, Matou Shinji's eyes were cold, and he waved the samurai sword in his hand to slash the magic cannon, and from time to time seized the opportunity to cut out the ultimate magic slash.

And just like that...they fell into a brief stalemate.

until.

"Snapped!"

Snap your fingers.

Suddenly, Medea in the sky snapped her fingers, and then, the gravity of the ground suddenly doubled, and the gravity was still soaring rapidly, as if she would not stop without crushing people.

And right now.

Matou Shinji was pulled out of balance by the sudden gravity, but with her quality, she immediately reacted, and it didn't take a breath to adjust.

However, at this moment... a powerful magic cannon fell from the sky.

It was the magic cannon that Illya sent out, and she obviously knew that gravity magic was coming out of nowhere, and she was very good at seizing the moment when Shinji lost his balance.

"Don't think that...you can fail!"

Matou Shinji stared at the falling magic cannon, adjusted his body to slash with compressed magic power, and shot the falling magic cannon into the air to explode.

However, the time to adjust the balance of the body is lost.

"it's over!"

At some point, Illya returned to the ground and rushed towards Shinji, who lost her balance. The silver-white sharp blade in her hand slashed out at Matou Shinji. This was almost... there was no way to save the situation.

The next scene is predictable.

However.

Matou Shinji glared and rushed towards Illya, twisting her slender waist, she had to force her strength, and cut out a knife again to defend, just give her a little time to breathe.

She can reverse the current decline.

However, at the moment when she was about to swing the katana sword, a mighty mountain-like force grabbed the katana sword she was clenching tightly and dragged it out of her clenched hand.

At this moment, she lost her weapon.

(What the **** is this...)

She turned her beautiful eyes and saw a burly giant who suddenly appeared beside her, and held her samurai sword tightly in her hand, like holding a toothpick.

Her mind turned sharply, she wanted to understand something.

It turns out... the attack on Illya was just a bait, and what really did was Illya summoned the Berserker beside her with a Command Spell to raid.

Everything just now is to pave the way for Berserker's raid.

Chapter 429: The Broken Sword

silence.

The battlefield changed from noise... to silence suddenly.

The burly giant held a sharp katana sword, the katana sword with a sharp lustre, like a fragile branch, as long as the broad palm firmly grasped it.

will break easily.

"..."

Everyone present looked nervously at the fragile samurai sword that was being held.

In fact, the katana sword that is being held can be called a treasure in any era, even if it doesn't say that it stores magic power and strengthens the special abilities of the body.

Even in terms of its performance as a sword, it can be worthy of being called a magic weapon.

If you only talk about the hardness... it is far beyond the level of diamonds, no matter how dangerous the battlefield is, even if you face the shooting of bullets, the frontal collision of tanks, the frontal bombing of missiles, you will not give this samurai sword, leaving behind any harm.

This is a magic weapon that does not need to worry about damage to the weapon.

However, this time is different.

Although not all of the people present knew the real name of the burly giant holding the samurai sword, the terrifying sense of oppression was still announcing one thing.

It can be crushed, and the burly giant can crush the samurai sword called the magic weapon.

"Wait... stop!"

Matou Shinji widened her water-blue eyes, and stretched out her slender hand towards the burly giant clenching the sword tightly. An ominous premonition arose in her heart, so much so that she ignored... Berserker's terror.

However, it was too late.

Berserker lowered his head, frantic eyes without a trace of emotion, the slender and weak human girl who rushed towards him did not feel the slightest threat to him.

He followed the Master's initial instructions.

The terrifying and enormous power was exerted on the weak samurai sword, and the hard weapon was like glass, and there was a slight cracking sound.

"No, stop... please!!!"

Matou Shinji raised his hand and grabbed Berserker's sturdy arm tightly, his sweet voice was piercing and sad, his beautiful face was filled with pear blossoms and rain, and his pitiful appearance... made people feel distressed when they saw it.

However, Berserker is a Mortal Emotional Berserker, the arm holding the samurai sword is still increasing the grip strength, and the cracking sound gradually becomes clearer.

Obviously, this extremely hard weapon is about to break.

"Rider's hands, hurry up and stop him!"

She suddenly realized something, and immediately turned to look at her Servant. Although her weapon was injured... However, there was still room for recovery, as long as someone stopped Berserker.

It doesn't need to be hard, just attack... divert Berserker's attention.

"Oh... ok~"

The blue-haired male Heroic Spirit nodded slightly, and immediately took Hepal and rushed towards Berserker, however, it was only a moment before he took a step.

The sky dropped a magic bullet in front of the blue-haired heroic spirit.

"Don't move, you will die."

The corners of Medea's mouth evoked a pleasant smile, her voice was cold and dangerous, and she couldn't let these heroic spirits prevent Berserker from breaking the katana.

After all, she clearly realized... how much that samurai sword increased Shinji Matou.

Now that it can be destroyed... Naturally, it is impossible to miss this opportunity.

"Ah... I'm sorry, Master."

The blue-haired male Heroic Spirit looked at Shinji, who was wearing a pear blossom and rain, and shrugged slightly helplessly, as if he really felt powerless about it, but there was not much guilt in his words.

Seeing this, Matou Shinji felt even more desperate, and the sound of the samurai sword breaking echoed in her ears. She couldn't help but turn her attention to other servants, such as the white-haired heroic spirit Archer.

However, the white-haired heroic spirit Archer turned his head away, obviously looking like he wanted to die, probably not expecting him to take action.