Shirou, who returned from the Fairy Kingdom

Kiz looked behind his disciple with a puzzled expression; there was no one else there but her.

Ye Sizhen said unhurriedly, "More importantly, Master... have you invited your allies to come along as well?"

"Ah, that's exactly what you said in the Communication Magic."

Kiz stroked his chin and muttered to himself, "I hope my allies can also witness firsthand the results of your capture of the 'Heroic Spirit Slayer.'"

“…Please.”

Ye Sizhen nodded silently, sweat beading on her forehead.

Kiz knows that Ye Sizhen's real wish is to open her own museum.

To achieve that, one must have a strong network of connections, which is why she took the opportunity to ask her master to introduce her to a magician with great skill.

"They...have arrived."

As soon as he finished speaking, two new figures appeared.

Both of them are women.

One of them looked even younger than Sizhen, at most around 25 years old.

Because of the beauty of those tightly closed lips, Ye Sizhen couldn't help but think of the artificial life form she had seen that morning—

She even felt more like an inorganic artifact than the artificial beings of Einzbern.

She wore a futuristic magic gown from a Western alchemy academy, her long, flowing blue hair swaying gently.

The other one gives the completely opposite feeling, almost like a burning pure white flame.

On her shimmering skin, there was a pale pattern that resembled neither pigmentation nor tattoos, adorning the woman with extraordinary beauty, like a human-shaped flame.

She wore rough shackles and chains on both wrists, and a beautiful golden bell hung from her right ear.

The mere presence of this beautiful woman caused Ye Sizhen to tremble and become paralyzed.

She realized a terrible truth.

The woman before me is the ultimate pinnacle, the height that all thought magicians can only dream of—

One of the great beings known as immortals, who created the "Pseudo-Roots of Thought" in the mythological era.

“Your apprentice is really willful, Kiz, daring to send me to a place like this…”

The immortal Wuzhiqi of the "Mountain Court" looked at Ye Sizhen with a ferocious smile.

"Hey little girl from the Spiral Mansion, I'm asking you a question. Where is that kid, Shirou Amamiya?"

"........."

Ye Sizhen lowered her long eyelashes, trying her best to suppress the fear in her chest.

The nobles of the "Atlas Academy".

The magician of the Age of Gods in the "Wandering Sea".

And, the immortals of the "Mountain Court".

These three people have made Shirou their target...

We will no longer let you do whatever you want.

We won't let you touch a single hair on that child's head.

She closed her dark eyes, as if bidding a final farewell to her former self.

I will protect Shirou.

Ye Sizhen was prepared to perish together with these people.

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Volume 4, Chapter 188: Shirou, My Superman

...I will protect Shirou!

As Ye Sizhen thought this, her gaze swept over the three people standing in front of her.

One of them was the Wandering Sea Magician who granted her the privilege of the Mind Keyprint.

The other person, though it's hard to believe, judging from the aura surrounding her...

He was not a magician who could manipulate the mind to become an immortal, but a true immortal.

Each of them, as a magician, far surpasses Ye Sizhen in stature.

As for the last person, judging from his attire, he is an alchemist from the Atlas Institute.

Although her presence was nowhere near as strong as the other two, she possessed an unfathomable quality.

Ye Sizhen thought dejectedly that even such a young girl's magic skills must be superior to her own.

The overwhelming difference in strength between the two sides was like a thick barrier separating Ye Sizhen from her opponent.

She now realized how ridiculous she had been, being so smug about having only scratched the surface of the magic of the Age of Gods...

"Hey, what's going on? Why aren't you saying anything?"

The celestial being, shrouded in divine aura, stared at Ye Sizhen with her fiery golden eyes and asked again.

"How long must I wait?"

"!"

Sweat beaded on the back of the mind magician's neck.

If possible, it would be best to delay the process a little longer...

The female magician from the Atlas Academy came to her rescue: "Wait a minute, Wuzhiqi, you scared her."

Wuzhiqi...?

Ye Sizhen's pupils dilated slightly.

How could such a thing happen...

Any mind magician would know this name.

More than 3000 years ago, the continent of the God Era was under the rule of Yu the Great, one of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors.

At that time, there was a demon that was considered invincible.

It resembles a monkey, possesses strength surpassing that of nine elephants, has a green body and white head, and has golden eyes and snow-white teeth, hence the name "Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils".

When King Yu was taming the Huai River, the monster caused thunder and rain and led a strange army to fight against King Yu.

King Yu was greatly troubled by this, and finally sent an army composed of gods and dragons to capture it.

Legend has it that King Yu bound the monster, which he had finally managed to capture, with special chains and hung golden bells on it.

The name of this monster is "Wuzhiqi".

It is considered one of the original sources for Sun Wukong, the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, in "Journey to the West".

Ye Sizhen held her breath.

She discovered that the demon king in ancient legends had very similar characteristics to this woman.

Regardless of the ape-like shape, the fiery golden eyes, the golden bells, and even the chains wrapped around the arms are exactly the same.

Although I had guessed that her background wouldn't be simple, I never expected her to be such an extraordinary person...

Even so, I must win... I absolutely have to win.

I won't allow these guys to lay a hand on Shirou.

Although Ye Sizhen herself was unaware of it, she had already made Shirou her new dream.

"Latio".

The blue-haired alchemist broke the silence.

"Latiocourdris Hiram is the name of this individual."

Kurdris...

Ye Sizhen remembered this title.

That is one of the six sources of the Atlas Institute, equivalent to the twelve monarchs of the Clock Tower, or the lineage of the tenth floor of the Spiral Pavilion.

Although it's another extraordinary name... at this point, she wouldn't be surprised no matter who it was.

The descendants of the six sages who mastered the alchemy of the Age of Gods are indeed beings incomparable to myself...

The purple-haired alchemist spoke up: “Let’s negotiate, Kiz’s disciple.”

Tell Latino, where is Shirou Amamiya now? You brought him here, didn't you?"

"As for Shirou Amamiya, he won't be coming."

Ye Sizhen said without changing her expression, "I was lying to you just now. I didn't catch Shirou at all."

"..."

Wuzhiqi raised an eyebrow.

Kiz, on the other hand, kept smiling.

"What do you mean?"

The blue-haired female alchemist from the Atlas Academy asked, "Speaking of which, Latino has been sensing the killing intent emanating from you since just now."

This can't be Latino's imagination. What exactly are you plotting?

Ye Sizhen remained silent.

In response, she gracefully raised her right hand.

Subsequently, the dolls and masks that Ye Sizhen had hidden in various parts of the manor appeared one after another, floating in the air.

These are all the belongings she brought to Japan.

Ye Sizhen's collection of dolls consists entirely of extremely high-end formal attire, each worth millions of dollars.

Numerous puppets and masks surrounded the three magicians in a circular formation.

"Oh……"

The immortal of the mountain court, Wuzhiqi, stood with one hand on his hip, smiling alluringly and revealing his sharp, white canine teeth.

"It's a pretty interesting acrobatic act. Can a kid born in the modern world really do this? It must have taken a lot of effort."

Hmph, your stubbornness only lasts until now...

Ye Sizhen reached into her bosom with her left hand and took out the shell that served as the medium for driving the magic of the Age of Gods.

"Opening and closing (starting from this)."

Initiate the spell connecting the self and the thought disc.

At Ye Sizhen's command, the seashell opened, and the cursed body inside the seashell drew lines on her beautiful, unadorned face.

The bright red lip gloss and bluish-purple eye makeup are proof that the mind magician of the tower has entered battle mode.

good……!

Ye Sizhen was overjoyed.

Just as I had expected, Kiz was unable to reclaim the divine magic privileges that had been granted to me.

Once a contract is formed, it cannot be cancelled.

Unless this man dies completely, Ye Sizhen can use the thought key freely.

"You're planning to defy us to protect Shirou Amamiya, is that it?"

Even after things have progressed to this point, Latio is still seeking an answer.

Ye Sizhen wondered if this girl might be some kind of future artificial intelligence robot.

In short, I'll take down this weaker one first!

Ye Sizhen gently waved her fingers horizontally, and one of the puppets forming the circular array suddenly opened its eyes.

An invisible mass shockwave struck the three magicians—