Magical User Aozaki Aoko Case Files Chapter 151

Aoko’s words went unanswered—which was completely within her expectations.

Emiya Kiritsugu, in her eyes, was a machine that, once set in motion, would never turn back. As long as he decided to execute something, he would see it through to the end.

After he made up his mind to ambush Aoko, no matter what Aoko said or did to him, Emiya Kiritsugu would absolutely not change.

From this perspective, Aoko even had a slight admiration for this guy; he was a little better than those two-faced individuals, but only a little.

Even Aoko, at this moment, couldn’t see Emiya Kiritsugu with her naked eye. The only things visible were the floating wounds in the air and the blood splattered on the ground.

Aoko guessed that the reason Emiya Kiritsugu could remain hidden in front of her was due to this special Mystic Code, and it was highly probable that Semiramis had made it for him.

However, such a method held little significance for Aoko, because if she wanted to find Emiya Kiritsugu, she had many ways to do so. The reverse arrow she just used was one such possibility.

She raised her right hand towards the rapidly moving “wound” location, and dozens of magic bullets appeared out of thin air. What followed was a round of devastating bombardment.

“Time alter—Triple accel!”

In Emiya Kiritsugu’s vision, this death net composed of numerous magic bullets suddenly slowed down. What was once a streak of light too fast for the human eye to discern, became an attack that could be clearly seen.

Wearing the invisible Mystic Code gifted by Semiramis, he dodged Aoko’s attacks at full speed, while also shifting his own wounds away from the tears in the Mystic Code to prevent his exposed area from expanding. At the same time, he endured the pain and used reinforcement magic to tighten the muscles around his bullet wounds, stopping the bleeding.

But in reality, if Aoko wanted to kill Emiya Kiritsugu, it would only take an instant—simply by blowing up the entire place.

The reason she was still engaging him here was simply because she didn’t know the exact location of the original Illyasviel, the Lesser Grail, and she wanted to avoid blowing up the Lesser Grail along with him.

“A Bounded Field for time manipulation that only operates within oneself?” Aoko murmured to herself. “The monkey show is quite entertaining, but I’ve seen enough.”

Just as Aoko was speaking, two fragmentation grenades were thrown at her feet and exploded violently.

For Aoko, this was undoubtedly a repeat of the claymore mine trap from earlier. She once again deployed a shield spell to block the explosion and shrapnel damage, and at the same time, cast a speed spell on herself. She intended to fight fire with fire and shatter Emiya Kiritsugu’s confidence.

“Agilius!”

As Aoko completed a short incantation for the speed spell, her already exaggerated speed, boosted by the Tamsen Transformation, became even more extreme. Her long hair flew in mid-air, leaving a fiery red afterimage. Originally, after using Tamsen Transformation, one couldn’t use any spells or magical items. However, Aoko, through the Fifth Magic, overlaid “her future self’s state” onto her current self, achieving this cheating method of combat.

Emiya Kiritsugu, in his Time Alter: Triple Accel state, his pupils contracted. All the information he had gathered contained no intelligence about this Miss Blue possessing such a level of speed enhancement. Or rather, Aoko’s image in his eyes had always been that of a brute-force firepower type.

“But it doesn’t matter,” Emiya Kiritsugu thought, “I still have the advantage of concealment, as long as—”

“Quod dico face!”

While running at high speed, Aoko pulled out her spellbook with one hand, then, by abandoning the casting motions through a three-stanza incantation, activated a Scroll of See Invisibility.

Immediately, Emiya Kiritsugu, clad in a hooded cloak, was instantly exposed before her eyes. Aoko smiled faintly, not even putting away the spellbook in her left hand, as she swiftly changed direction, her right fist forming a right hook, striking towards Emiya Kiritsugu’s location.

Aoko’s punch was not a simple physical strike; it was combined with her magic bullet sorcery. Her entire right arm was imbued with a triple-accelerated magic bullet formula, and even her elbow had a spindle propulsion formula attached to it, making it a true “rocket punch.”

Her attack was like Sensui Shinobu’s Spirit Gun from Yu Yu Hakusho, unleashing an extremely fast “long-range punch” even in an accelerated state.

Emiya Kiritsugu, in his triple-accelerated state, only saw a momentary afterimage of his opponent’s movement before his eyes widened and he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.

Like a ragdoll, he was directly embedded into the room’s wall by Aoko’s punch, unable to move. This punch also completely destroyed Emiya Kiritsugu’s concealment Mystic Code, leaving him exposed even to eyes other than Aoko’s.

“Pugah—!”

Emiya Kiritsugu coughed up a large mouthful of blood. He had undoubtedly encountered the strongest opponent of his life this time. This Magus, whether in terms of large-scale destruction capabilities or high-speed close-quarters combat, was overwhelmingly impeccable to him—

But he still had his final trump card left unused. He was waiting for the moment his opponent revealed an opening.

The smile on Aoko’s face once again became mocking and cruel. At this moment, Emiya Kiritsugu was merely a toy she could abuse at will.

“Although I opposed the Necromancy school,” Aoko murmured to herself, “what has been learned will not be forgotten.”

“Peri!”

This was a second-tier spell from the Necromancy school: Flesh Wither. Its effect was to cause the target’s skin and muscles to rapidly lose moisture, becoming withered and decaying, and gradually rotting after being struck by the spell.

This spell had a unique characteristic: its mechanism of action was a magically induced disease, so it could not be dispelled by the “Dispel Magic” spell; only “Remove Disease” could cure it.

Emiya Kiritsugu discovered in horror that his entire body had become weak and limp. His originally smooth and elastic skin quickly became shriveled and wrinkled, and even his strong muscles began to atrophy.

He immediately understood that this Magus, whom he had betrayed, intended to torture him to death little by little, not kill him in one go—this was his last chance!

“Time alter—square accel!”

In Emiya Kiritsugu’s eyes, the surrounding time slowed down even further, and his own speed undoubtedly increased to four times the original flow of time.

Since the withering effect caused by Aoko’s spell gradually took effect over time, Emiya Kiritsugu had to launch a counterattack as quickly as possible before he became too weak to move.

Enduring the severe pain caused by the time acceleration within his Bounded Field, he pulled out a single-shot rifle named The Contender from the lining of his trench coat. The sole bullet in this rifle was his most powerful weapon against high-ranking Magi—the Origin Bullet.

No matter what magical defensive measures were in place, they were powerless against the Origin Bullet, which connected to the fundamental concepts of “severing—reconnecting” his own Origin!