I really didn't want to burn it.

In this situation, if Ogawa's apartment could be easily seen by Ryougi Shiki and then destroyed with a few slashes, then Araya Sōren, the barrier master, might as well give up.

It's important to know that Ryougi Shiki's ability to break the deadlock in Paradox Spiral is related to her Origin Awakening.

"What a pity. If only we could blow this place up with explosives, it would be so much simpler."

Li Ang commented with considerable regret.

"Hah! Step back!"

Suddenly, Ryougi Shiki pulled Li Ang behind her.

The next second, the spot where Li Ang had been was shattered by a punch from a petite figure.

"Haha, looks like I'm in luck!"

Ibaraki-dōji looked at Ryougi Shiki with excitement and licked his lips.

"That fake monk said he'd give me a huge reward if he caught you!"

"Is that so? Then you'll have to be alive to take it!"

Ryougi Shiki drew her long sword and slashed at Ibaraki-dōji.

"What do we do now?"

Chloris asked Li Ang.

"Wait until they decide the winner."

Li Ang dared not leave Ryougi Shiki to act alone in Ogawa's apartment.

You know, a fake monk can appear and disappear mysteriously in this apartment building. What if he steals the "Ryougi Shiki" by some means?

Unless the apartment building is blown up, Li Ang has no intention of leaving Ryougi Shiki's side.

However, this did not mean that Li Ang would just stand by and watch. He took out the communicator that Orange had specially modified and contacted other people.

"Kiritsugu, I ran into Bsk in the basement. How are things going on your end?"

In the lobby of Ogawa's apartment building, Kiritsugu answered after installing the last bomb.

"I'm ready, I can blow up the building anytime."

Kiritsugu had just finished speaking when he heard a gust of wind behind him.

"It really is you... Emiya Kiritsugu!"

Kirei Kotomine shouted excitedly.

"cut."

Kiritsugu Emiya recognized the voice immediately and quickly rolled away to create distance between himself and the man.

Unfortunately, this distance was nothing to Kirei Kotomine, a master of physical combat.

"Come on, Kiritsugu Emiya! Let's continue the battle that never ended back then!"

Kirei Kotomine laughed loudly and slid in to close the distance.

"Sorry, I'm not interested!"

Kiritsugu Emiya refused outright.

"It's not up to you!"

Kirei Kotomine's smile stretched almost to the back of his head.

"Four years! I've waited for you for four whole years! Do you know how I've spent these four years?"

"You can go on with whomever you want!"

Kiritsugu raised his hand and fired a burst of bullets at Kirei Kotomine.

"Humph!"

Kirei Kotomine blocked the bullet with the black key.

"That's not enough! Kiritsugu Emiya, have you regressed this much?! Then you might as well die!"

Kirei Kotomine was preparing to launch another attack on Kiritsugu—

A dagger made of glowing silver threads pierced through the air.

"Ok?"

Although Kirei Kotomine swung the black key to knock the dagger away, the powerful impact of the dagger sent him crashing into the wall opposite the hall.

"You disgusting Mapo Tofu, stay away from that man's husband!"

Irisviel directly asserted her sovereignty over Kirei Kotomine.

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P.S.: I'm exhausted, going to sleep now.

Chapter 147 Aruba: This is a personal grudge!

The rooftop of the building next to Xiaochuan Apartment.

Orange and her two disciples observed the building with a nonchalant air.

"Arno... Ms. Orange, what's the point of us doing this?"

Wu Tiao Wu Hui asked cautiously.

After Li Ang took action, his teacher had been looking around with binoculars, observing the apartment building across the street with a very academic attitude.

This complete lack of awareness of the need to delve into the battlefield made Wu-jo Kirie somewhat worried.

"There's nothing we can do. It's your fault for not being able to put people at ease."

Orange glanced back at Kirie and Fujino, and said with a helpless expression.

My two disciples are very talented and will surely become leaders in the Japanese magic world in the future. Unfortunately, they have only been exposed to magic for a very short time.

Both Orange and Li Ang were uneasy about letting them directly face the elites coming from the Clock Tower.

Those seasoned magicians definitely have a way to kill those two girls before they can even unleash half their full power.

This is not a difference in combat power, but a difference in experience.

Therefore, Orange and her team positioned themselves from the very beginning to provide support outside the apartment.

Orange lit a cigarette and asked her disciple, "Fujino, how effective are your Mystic Eyes against that house?"

Fujino opened her Mystic Eyes and observed Ogawa's apartment. After two years of training, she had become quite proficient in controlling her Mystic Eyes, and there was no possibility of her going berserk.

“Hmm…this building feels strange,” Fujino replied. “Although I haven’t tried, I don’t think my Mystic Eyes would be able to do anything to this building.”

"As expected..." Orange nodded. "It seems that monk was very wary of the Demon Eye."

"Master, what should we do?"

Wu Tiao Wu Hui was getting anxious.

"Well... how about we take care of the henchmen first?"

Orange said to the person behind her in a sarcastic tone.

"Hahahahaha!"

A series of eerie laughs filled the air.

"Tsk, it's you."

Orange looked at the man standing on the rooftop with disdain.

The other party was a European man with long blond hair, wearing a red suit and a red top hat, holding a cane in one hand, looking quite like a European nobleman.

Cornelius Aruba.

Orange read out the other person's name.

With an almost sickly smile on his face, Aruba said, "Long time no see, Aozaki Touko! I've condescended to come to this magical desert of Far East Japan, entirely for you!"

Orange waved her hand dismissively, "I know I'm popular, but a pervert like you is out of the question. I have absolutely no interest in you."

"Are you trying to fool me, woman?!"

Aruba gripped his wand tightly, and roared, "I came here to kill you!"

"Aha?"

Orange threw her cigarette butt on the ground and looked at her old classmate with an expression that said, "What the hell are you talking about?"

Aruba, however, seemed to be in a peculiar state of self-satisfaction, spreading his arms like a star taking the stage.

"That's right, I'll use your corpse to prove to everyone that I'm the best! You woman from the Far East, you're nothing but a thief and a clown! How about it? Orange, aren't you proud? That I, Lord Aruba, actually made a special trip to Japan to deal with you!"

Orange rubbed her temples, speechless. "I thought that although you were arrogant, you were at least a normal person... I didn't expect you to have become this neurotic?!"

From the perspective of magician skill and magic circuits, Cornelius Aruba is undoubtedly first-rate, and is one of the few progressive representatives in the Clock Tower.

Aruba championed a revolution in magical chanting at the Clock Tower, utilizing printing and modern communication technology to unleash flames exceeding a thousand degrees Celsius in a high-speed chant within two seconds.

But Orange knew his old classmate's true nature very well. The other party's advocacy of modern technology in magic was merely to allow old-school magicians like him to maintain control of the Clock Tower and even the power of the magic world for longer.

To put it bluntly, this man named Cornelius Aruba is, at heart, still the kind of traditional magician who values ​​lineage.

No, because of his excessive arrogance, this guy's nature is even worse than those old fogies.

Orange still remembers the change in the man's attitude towards her at the Clock Tower.

Since both of them studied runes and doll making, they had worked together for quite some time.

At first, this guy took advantage of his long study time to make sarcastic remarks about Orange and constantly belittle her.

When Orange surpassed Aruba in both runic writing and doll making, the man went from being arrogant to being enraged and constantly opposing Orange.

"I didn't want to argue with you, but I didn't expect you to come all the way to Japan to show off."

Orange lit another cigarette, slowly exhaled a smoke ring, and said sarcastically.

"Now that you're here, and have even become the Master of the Black Team, let's settle our score."

Aruba looked disdainfully at the girls behind Orange: "Orange, are these your new little followers?"

Click.

A strange, squeezing sound came from the air.

Aruba quickly retreated.

The next second, the concrete platform he had just been standing on was twisted and shattered by an unknown force.

"Is this the Mystic Eye with the distortion effect that Araya Souren mentioned?" Aruba smirked. "It's too much of a waste to leave something like this to Orange. Give it to me!"

"Hey, Aruba. This isn't what we agreed on."

A dark-skinned man who looked like he was from the Middle East also appeared.

"Didn't we agree that Aozaki Touko would be yours, and the other two girls would be mine?"

To the newly appeared man's complaints, Aruba scoffed, "A magic eye of this level is useless to a nouveau riche like you. You're only after their magic anyway. You should leave the eye to me."

"you……"

Atram Gariasta clenched his fists, looking at Aruba with a face full of resentment.

"It's always like this! Nouveau riche...nouveau riche...aren't they just relying on their family wealth?! Once I climb to the top of the clock tower, I'll make all of you look up to me! I...I..."

Before Atram Gariasta could finish speaking, a burly man nearly two meters tall threw a punch at him.

"Cast! Help me!"

At Atram Gariasta’s call, a barrier of magic rose before him.

Although the big man's fist shattered the barrier in one blow, it bought time for Aruba and his master.

"Master, are you alright?"

A woman whose head was covered by a hood appeared behind Gariasta.

"Tsk, Cats! Didn't I tell you your mission was to protect me from enemy Servants?!"