People in Type-Moon have a hero simulator.

Fujimaru Kyoya not only "stiffened all over", but the flow of magic also seemed to be hindered. The "floating cannons" fell to the ground one after another, like garbage without energy.

This is undoubtedly an opportunity.

Even though Fujimaru Kyoya deliberately created an opening, this action still put him at great risk. If he made a mistake in his next move, he would face certain death.

This was Fujimaru Kyouya's only chance of survival in this deadly situation, and also Aozaki Touko's opportunity to end the battle as soon as possible, but... Fujimaru Kyouya was smiling.

The thrill of life and death awakens a dormant soul. In that life-or-death situation, with less than one percent chance of reversal, at the moment when the Moon Spirit Blade's attack is at its strongest and defense at its weakest, can he, without "insight (truth)", seize the opportunity?

One percent?

For Fujimaru Kyoya, probability is nothing more than something lacking in "purity." In the eyes of a true man, probability is either 100% or 0%.

coming.

Because the Moon Spirit Blade had been interfered with by Fujimaru Kyouya, it had not accumulated any momentum. Now, it could only do its best to kill Fujimaru Kyouya before he could break free.

This kid has given Aozaki Touko too many surprises.

Even if you manage to control your opponent's body using the Demon Eye, you can't be certain of victory. You must kill them with your strongest attack.

Layers of mist began to spread over the holy sword, but at the same time, Fujimaru Kyouya also planned to transform himself into "water".

He relaxed his muscles, cleared his mind, and transformed himself into water, unaffected by any "force," all in order to dodge and attack the moment the opponent attacked.

This kind of operation might be worth trying in a simulation, but in reality it's almost suicidal, but he had no other choice.

The sword fell.

The sword struck Fujimaru Kyoya like a clear stream, and in that instant, Fujimaru Kyoya opened his eyes.

From then on, every movement he made was precise, neither more nor less.

He brushed past the sword's edge, his skin nearly torn apart by the sword's energy, yet he seemed completely unaffected, merely using his palms as a blade to lock onto what he had been sensing.

Got you.

"Bang~"

Fujimaru Kyoya pierced straight through the Moon Spirit Blade, gripping its core tightly in his hand with such force that he nearly crushed it.

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Empty your mind and transform yourself into "water," then instantly exert force through all your muscles. In this process, you will unleash tremendous power and speed.

Even though Aozaki Touko and Yue Lingfeng could teleport in this underground cavern, if Fujimaru Kyoya's speed exceeded her reaction time, then this puppet would be nothing more than a wooden stake.

The moment Fujimaru Kyoya crushed that puppet, it signaled Aozaki Touko's defeat.

This doesn't mean that Fujimaru Kyoya defeated her, but rather that Aozaki Touko "lost" in this sisterly fight.

How could a Grand Puppeteer only have one method? Even ignoring that underhanded method of "resurrection," she has many other ways to save her life.

Even if she still had to fight, she could still try to kill Fujimaru Kyoya, but it would be pointless.

Aozaki Touko's purpose in coming here was only to defeat her sister. This Moon Spirit Blade was adjusted based on all of Aozaki Aoko's data. She never expected that a magician could unleash such power in close combat. This misjudgment led to the destruction of the Moon Spirit Blade and her defeat.

"Boom!"

The wall was shattered, and the battle between Fujimaru Kyoya and the Moon Spirit Blade finally attracted the attention of the mage. She didn't react at all when she saw Fujimaru Kyoya defeat the puppet.

Such an action only proves that he is not Orange's ally, but he is even less of his own ally. He is neither, yet he has entered into the battle between the sisters.

Are they coveting the magic of the Aozaki family?

Aozaki Aoko admitted that it was wrong to speculate about someone you didn't know well, and that Fujimaru Kyoya might really have just been passing by and gotten caught up in it.

only……

“I gave you a warning, and you are a magician, so you can’t blame anyone else.”

The destructive magic bullets gave Fujimaru Kyoya almost no time to breathe; magic power poured out as if it were free. Aozaki Aoko was determined to destroy this magician.

Yes, the magician.

If Fujimaru Kyoya were just an ordinary person, Aozaki Aoko might have taken pity on him and let him go, but since he is a magician, he must be treated according to the rules of magicians.

"Orange, how long are you going to hide?"

Aozaki Aoko could sense that her older sister was right beside her, and that the initial fighting spirit had vanished.

"There's really no need to hide anymore."

Aozaki Touko appeared, slowly lighting a cigarette as if everything before her had nothing to do with her.

I've been tricked again.

Yes, again.

Aozaki Touko's feelings were naturally complicated. After confirming that Fujimaru Kyoya was indeed not her sister's companion, she was not particularly happy but felt that she had been fooled by fate once again.

She was initially regarded by everyone as the "Egg of a Wizard," but it turned out to be a joke.

Now, the doll she created to defeat her sister has been destroyed by some clueless kid.

At this point, Aozaki Touko certainly still had options, and she wouldn't even die if she were killed here, but what would be the point?

This time she lost, lost inexplicably.

"This is nothing like you."

Aozaki Aoko could sense her sister's dejection; she utterly loathed, felt nauseous, and disgusted by this downcast Aozaki Touko...

This is not her sister.

"Orange, if you don't pull yourself together, then you might as well die."

Aozaki Aoko couldn't stand it anymore, and she was also furious. The sisters had finally decided to put aside their prejudices and have a good fight to resolve their grudges, but now, let alone resolve their grudges, her older sister was even a little disheartened.

Rather than let my sister suffer like this, I'd rather make her resent me again and reignite her fighting spirit.

Even if they continue to fight for more than a decade, there will be a day when they reconcile; they can afford to wait that long.

A deadly magic bullet shot out, heading straight for Aozaki Touko's head. If nothing unexpected happened, Touko would soon become Touko-chan.

"Boom!"

An explosion was heard, but Aozaki Aoko did not feel that her target had been hit. She only saw a figure carrying Aozaki Touko away from the danger zone.

Who else could this person be but Fujimaru Kyoya?

"Now that it's proven I'm not on her side, can we join forces?"

Just now, Fujimaru Kyoya was fighting to the death with Aozaki Touko, and now they're going to join forces? Of course, this isn't because Fujimaru Kyoya is being magnanimous; it's a last resort.

Although he had previously dealt with Aozaki Touko's doll, it did not mean that he had won against Aozaki Touko, let alone fight against Aozaki Aoko, who was a magician.

Once Orange dies, Aoko will no longer have to worry about her promise of "not using magic".

At that time, Fujimaru Kyoya had almost no other choice but to die.

"Join forces? With someone like you who might steal the Aozaki family's magic?"

Aozaki Touko's heart was even colder and darker than her sister's, so how could she not suspect that Fujimaru Kyo might also be a bad person?

Even if Aozaki Touko were killed by her sister and died in this underground cavern, she would never team up with this unknown kid.

So you're admitting defeat?

Fujimaru Kyoya could easily see that this was the look in the eyes of anyone with fighting spirit.

"Admit defeat?"

Aozaki Touko murmured to herself. She wasn't afraid of failure, but after being toyed with by fate twice, she was starting to feel a little lost.

Not only is magic not mine, but is the heavens not even giving me a chance to prove myself?

"Boom!"

One after another, the magic bullets flew past and smashed into the wall, causing a huge roar.

Aozaki Touko, are you going to admit defeat?

"What can I do if I don't admit defeat? Although I still have some things left, everything is only for that puppet. Without that puppet..."

"Is it impossible to win without that doll?"

It was only then that Aozaki Touko noticed that Fujimaru Kyoya seemed to be holding something in his hand—a blue holy sword.

The Everlasting and Clear Sword.

"To be honest, I also know a little about that kind of flowing sword technique."

To work with a Grand Puppeteer is obviously not an easy task, and given Fujimaru Kyoya's magical skills, it's practically impossible.

But if we're talking about the Flowing Water Sword, then he won't be sleepy at all.

"..."

Aozaki Touko remained silent, clearly still hesitant and undecided. At that moment, Fujimaru Kyoya remembered a "taboo" that Tohsaka Rin had once mentioned.

"She's already trembling in the face of her own mage sister? That's all there is to the Scarlet Wound, isn't it?"

"What did you say?"

That was a voice from hell, filled with resentment, anger, malice... every negative word could describe it.

The voice came from Aozaki Touko's mouth; it was a taboo that she absolutely could not touch.

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The nickname "Red of Pain" sounds powerful, but it represents a past that Aozaki Touko is unwilling to mention.

It was neither the "green" inherited from her family nor the pure "red," but rather an "orange" with mixed colors, which was undoubtedly a mockery of her.

Aozaki Touko was in a very awkward position during that time. Above her was her younger sister who had mastered magic, and no one wanted to mess with her when she really went all out.

Below that are magicians like Aruba, who are just so-called geniuses in the eyes of ordinary people.

Aozaki Touko couldn't obtain magic, but she didn't want to be associated with the likes of Aruba, so she was stuck in a rut.

"Didn't your master tell you what this name means?"

Aozaki Touko placed her hand on Fujimaru Kyoya's neck, the magic emanating from her fingernails telling of the extent of her anger.