Life As Aozaki Orange

Ilya's ruby ​​eyes did not dare to slack off, she stared closely at Shen Er's saber light in front of her, resisting every fatal attack,

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

That's a completely different feeling from fighting my sister. If I say... fighting Remilia, I still feel relaxed and helpless, and I have some free time to think about more things.

But now... it's not like that at all.

It was like a continuous wave of sword light, as long as there is a negligence... her life will end here, there is no such gentle mercy as Remilia.

This time, it's the battle of war.

(...what a keen intuition!)

Shinji Matou waved his samurai sword as if it penetrated the sea wind, but he couldn't cut the little loli in front of him. The little loli with silver hair and red eyes... was like a seagull flying by the sea wind.

This child...has a keen intuition beyond imagination.

(Still too tender, though.)

He extracted more magic power stored in the knife, and enhanced his physical strength to a higher level. Correspondingly, he swung the knife faster, and the bright light of the knife was like a blooming lotus.

In an instant, the timing of her slashes was infinitely close, and the time gap between each slash was almost negligible, even if it was observed with a confidential instrument.

You will only get one answer, and the time for cutting down 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 at it. Learning swordsmanship... can also be quickly absorbed.

In order to win the Holy Grail War, she specially visited famous teachers from all over the world, and challenged each dojo, in order to hone her sword skills enough to fight against the heroic spirits.

And all this is to become a real magician.

"Physical barrier!"

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

"This is... a sword master!"

After opening the distance, she quickly waved her black wings, flew into the air to leave a safe distance, and then stared down at Shen Er, feeling her little heart beating non-stop.

If it wasn't for the sudden sense of crisis, she might have turned into Illya's mincemeat.

"Ah... It seems that some boring guys call me a future sword master or something."

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

"No, I don't think...they're trying to make money."

Illya waved her hand quickly, and complained, "Do you have a problem with your knowledge of swordsmanship? That kind of attack... is no longer in the range that normal humans can wield."

"Anything is fine, but it can't help me become a magician."

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

However, these are meaningless to her.

In the end, practicing swordsmanship...is just to become a real magician. As long as she can become a magician, swordsmanship has no meaning to her.

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

Illya blinked and asked curiously.

Hearing this, Matou Shinji was taken aback for a moment, raised his hand to hold the samurai sword tightly, she is not a real magician yet, it only makes sense to open the magic circuit without changing her body shape.

However, in fact, she is also very strange inside.

In the final analysis, the phenomena caused by ordinary magicians are now able to drive, which is not much different from the so-called magicians, but why are they obsessed with opening the magic circuit.

Why, bother with these oddities.

"No, not yet!"

She shook her head slightly, and looked up at Sky Ilya.

Although she has practiced swordsmanship for many years, she has never taught how to deal with flying enemies. Can her sword cut through enemies in the sky.

After all, this kind of thing...is not within the consideration of swordsmanship.

"Then...won't you be a sword master?"

Illya looked at Shinji from below, and said doubtfully, "Compared to being a magician, it is more meaningful to take the title of a sword master, and then go down in history..."

"No, I want 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... yeah, what a strange attachment."

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

Then it will be easy to handle.

"Zheng!"

A bright knife light cut through the atmosphere.

Ilya was so frightened that she hurriedly hid aside, turned her head to watch the bright light of the sword flying towards the sky, then turned her head to look at the ground, and found that Matou Shinji was slowly putting away the samurai sword.

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

She asked in a subtle tone.

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

Matou Shinji shook his head slightly, his beautiful eyes were even colder: "Since you won't come down, and 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 corners of her mouth, and immediately waved her wand, the arc of compressed magic cannon fell like a laser, and bombarded Matou Shinji on the ground.

On the ground, Matou Shinji's beautiful eyes were cold, he swung his samurai sword to slash the magic cannon, and seized the opportunity from time to time to slash with extreme magic power.

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 on the ground suddenly doubled, and the gravity still soared rapidly, as if she would not stop until she crushed people to death.

And at this moment.

Matou Shinji was pulled by the sudden gravity and lost his balance, but with her quality, she immediately reacted and could adjust without taking a breath.

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

It was the magic cannon fired by Illya, obviously aware of the sudden gravity magic, and it was very easy to seize the moment when Shen Er lost his balance.

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

Matou Shinji stared at the falling magic cannon, tried his best to adjust his body and swung a slash that compressed the magic power, knocking down the falling magic cannon and exploding in mid-air.

However, such a barely adjusted body balance time is lost.

"it's over!"

At some point, Illya returned to the ground, rushed towards Shen'er who lost her balance, and slashed at Shen'er Matou with a silver-white sharp blade in her hand. It was almost... There was no way to save the decline.

The next scene can be expected.

However.

Shinji Matou glared at Illya and rushed towards Illya, twisting her slender waist to forcibly exert force, and slashed again to defend, just give her a little time to breathe.

She will be able to reverse the current decline.

However, at the moment when she was about to swing the samurai sword, a force as powerful as a mountain grabbed the samurai sword she was holding tightly and dragged it out of her grip.

At this moment, she lost her weapon.

(What the hell is this...)

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

Her thoughts turned sharply, she wanted to understand something.

It turned out that the attack on Illya was just a bait, and the real action was that Illya used the command spell to summon Berserker to her side to make a surprise attack.

Everything just now was to pave the way for Berserker's surprise attack.

Chapter 429: The Broken Sword

silence.

The battlefield turned from noisy... suddenly to silence.

The burly giant held a sharp katana, and the sharp and shiny katana was like a fragile branch, as long as the broad palm held it down hard.

will break easily.

"..."

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

In fact, the samurai sword being held can be called a treasure in any era, even if it does not mention the special ability to store magic power and strengthen the body.

Even in terms of its performance as a sword, it can be called a divine weapon without a doubt.

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 bullets, tanks, and missiles, you will not give this samurai sword. any harm.

This is a magical 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 a samurai sword, the terrifying oppression of power still declared one thing.

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

"Wait... stop!"

Matou Shinji stared at the water-blue eyes, and stretched out her slender hand towards the burly giant holding the sword tightly. An ominous premonition filled her heart, so that she ignored... Berserker's horror.

However, it was too late.

Berserker lowered his head, his wild eyes showed no emotion, and 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.

An incomparably terrifying power was exerted on the weak katana, and the hard weapon was like glass, making a slight cracking and shattering sound.

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

Matou Shinji raised his hand and tightly grasped Berserker's thick arm, his melodious voice was piercingly sad, his beautiful face was raining with pear blossoms, and his appearance was so pitiful... It made people feel distressed when they saw it.

However, Berserker is an emotional berserker, and the arm holding the samurai sword is still increasing its grip, and the cracking sound is gradually becoming clearer.

Obviously, this extremely hard weapon is about to break.

"Rider do it, stop him quickly!"

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

It doesn't have to be difficult, just attack...to divert Berserker's attention.

"Oh... ok~"

The blue-haired male heroic spirit nodded slightly, and immediately rushed towards Berserker with Hepal in his hand, however, he took only a moment to move away.

Tian Qiong dropped a magic bullet in front of the blue-haired heroic spirit.

"Don't move around, you will die."

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

After all, she was very aware...how much that samurai sword has increased Matou Shinji.

It can be destroyed now... Naturally, it is impossible to let go of this opportunity.

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

The blue-haired male heroic spirit looked at Shen Er, who was pear-blossoming and raining, and shrugged helplessly, as if he really felt helpless about it, but there was not much guilt in his words.

Seeing this, Matou Shinji felt even more desperate, and the sound of samurai swords shattering echoed in her ears. She couldn't help turning her eyes to other servants, such as the white-haired heroic spirit Archer.

However, the white-haired Heroic Spirit Archer turned his head away, obviously looking as if he wanted to die, probably because he should not be expected to make a move.