Nightti in the Seventh District always carries a peculiar kind of quiet.
"Hey! What do you think you're doing to that girl?!"
Mikoto Misaka's voice rang clearly in the deserted streets.
The red-haired man—Stiyl Magnus—suddenly looked up, surprise flashing in his eyes.
"'Disperse Bystanders' should still be in effect…"
he muttered under his breath. Then, frowning, he glanced over at the two girls who had appeared out of nowhere.
"I'm asking you a question!"
Mikoto's fingertips crackled with bluish-white electricity as she slowly advanced.
Kuroko also snapped to high alert, her fingers resting on the tal needles strapped to her thighs.
Stiyl's gaze swept over them, pausing briefly on the school emblem of Tokiwadai on Mikoto's uniform.
"So, you're espers from Academy City…"
He let out a short laugh.
"This doesn't concern you. Leave now."
"You think I could ignore soone passed out on the ground right in front of ?"
Mikoto closed the distance to about ten ters, faint arcs of electricity forming a barely visible barrier around her.
"Kuroko, make sure that girl is safe."
"Understood, Onee-sama!"
Kuroko imdiately teleported away with the unconscious nun.
"What?!"
Stiyl's eyes widened. He snapped his fingers, igniting the paper card in his hand with flas.
"Your opponent is !"
Mikoto swung her right hand, releasing a bolt of lightning at Stiyl. He leapt back, conjuring flas at his forr location to block the attack.
"This is my final warning…"
Seeing his target vanish to who-knows-where, Stiyl was out of patience, his expression darkening. Pulling more rune cards from inside his coat, he growled:
"Hand over that nun, and you can leave unhard."
"Hah?"
Mikoto raised an eyebrow.
"You really think a threat like that will work on ?"
Stiyl said nothing further. Flicking his fingers, he scattered several cards. In a flash, the entire street was illuminated by firelight! Countless fiery serpents surged from the cards, attacking Mikoto from all directions.
"Watch out, Onee-sama!"
Kuroko reappeared alone, evidently having secured the nun sowhere safe. She gasped at the sight of the fire.
"Hmph!"
Mikoto stood firm, giving nothing more than a simple snap of her fingers. A violent electromagnetic field burst out from her in all directions, twisting and shredding every incoming fla serpent. Still, she frowned slightly—these flas weren't being generated from the man himself, but rather from those strange cards.
"You're not an esper, are you?"
Mikoto murmured, narrowing her eyes.
"So how do you have these flas…"
Suddenly, realization hit her.
"Y-you're a magician?!"
"Huh?"
Stiyl's eyes flickered with shock. How does a person on the science side know the word 'magician'?
"Well, doesn't matter how you found out. Looks like we won't be settling this nicely…"
He gazed at Mikoto with a grim expression.
"I am Stiyl Magnus, a magician under the Anglican Church's 'Necessarius' special unit. My magic na is 'Fortis931.' Let this prove why I am the strongest!"
Declaring his magic na signaled that he would fight at full strength. As a rune master of the Anglican Church's special unit, Stiyl had fully deciphered the 24 existing runic letters and even developed 6 new runes. He was particularly adept at fla magic.
Stiyl gave Mikoto no ti to process. He ford a quick hand seal, chanting an ancient incantation. The embers on the ground began to rearrange themselves, coalescing into a gigantic fist of fla that smashed toward Mikoto.
"Tch!"
Mikoto was montarily shocked to confirm he really was a magician. She'd heard Rei Ao ntion the existence of magic, but she'd never truly believed it until now—and it made a big impression. Still, this was no ti for questions.
She sprang backward. From her pocket, she pulled out a coin. Pinching it at her fingertips, she aid at the flaming fist.
Railgun!
Accelerated by electromagnetic force, the coin tore through the air with a blazing orange trail, piercing the fiery fist and heading straight for Stiyl's face.
"!!"
Stiyl hastily jerked his head aside. The coin, trailing fierce wind, grazed past him. The resulting blast left a scorched black streak on the pavent. He stared in disbelief.
"A science-side esper… this strong?"
"Looks like your flas can't handle this,"
Mikoto said with a confident smirk, brandishing a few more coins in her hand.
"Now tell —why are you after that nun?"
"Hmph."
Stiyl gave a cold chuckle. Though taken aback by Mikoto's power, he had no intention of losing. He suddenly hurled an entire stack of rune cards into the air. They arranged themselves automatically, forming a complex magic circle. Intense magical energy flared, distorting the air around them.
"Fortis931!"
When he completed his incantation, a massive pillar of fla—several ters wide—burst forth from the center of the magic circle, surging toward Mikoto like a living creature.
"Another one, huh?"
Mikoto glanced at the few coins she had left but decided against using Railgun again. Instead, she raced along the street, leaving a string of fiery explosions in her wake. Her mind raced—those cards were the key. The flas weren't coming from him directly, but from those cards acting as a dium… just like how she needed a coin for Railgun.
With that insight, Mikoto abruptly changed course. Instead of dodging, she charged straight at Stiyl. He clearly hadn't anticipated a head-on assault. In a panic, he redirected the fla pillar to chase her. At the last mont, just before the flas engulfed her, Mikoto slamd on the brakes, whirling around to face the roaring inferno.
"Zzzzt!"
A powerful electromagnetic barrier flared before her, colliding violently with the flas and unleashing a dazzling burst of light.
"Now!"
Maintaining the barrier with her left hand, she raised a coin high in her right.
"Rumble!"
Thunder bood overhead. Mikoto harnessed the electromagnetic fields of the entire neighborhood, calling forth a bolt of lightning from the sky.
"You think lightning will help you against fla?"
Stiyl growled, forcing more power into his magic.
"Who said I was attacking the flas?"
A cunning grin flickered across Mikoto's lips, and she pointed her finger—not at the blazing fire, but at the rune cards.
Multiple lightning strikes crashed down in an instant, aid squarely at the floating rune cards rather than Stiyl's flas.
Under the barrage of lightning, the cards burned and crumbled into ash. Deprived of their dium, the flas began to vanish at once.
~~~
For Every 100 Powerstone = 1 Bonus Chapter! Please Vote for more Chapters!
Patreon(.)com/Bleam
— Currently You can Read 220 Chapters Ahead of Others!
User Comments
0 comments from readers