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TM : [198] Servant Lancer
🕑 Added 2023-12-19 16:03:01 +0000 UTC"Hey, wait! I'm real, I swear!"
Waver sighed, said nothing more, and lowered his head. It wasn't the first time... Every month, there were a few people who claimed to be Kuroakwa Kazuya and even some who said they knew Alexander. There were even those who claimed to have future information and would become his disciples...
Well, the last one was three times his age.
Being famous attracts rumors.
Now, in the Clock Tower, he was somewhat of a celebrity. The crucial point was that he hadn't hidden his abilities.
"Cause"
That was his current evaluation in the Clock Tower.
After all, he had been teaching for just over two years, and climbing to the rank of Clock Tower Level 1 lecturer in such a short time was quite impressive.
"Huh? Why hasn't she been brought over yet?"
"Master, I can't move." The maid spoke expressionlessly.
Waver squinted slightly and stood up. "Mystic eyes? Binding... no, domination?"
"Impressive. You can determine what my mystic eyes are just by looking..." Kazuya smiled and continued, "So, are you ready to listen now? I am Kurokawa Kazuya, I bought these mystic eyes and came to the Clock Tower to learn magecraft. That's why I've come to find you."
"Bought mystic eyes?" Waver slowly sat back down and pressed a hidden button under the table.
The previous doorbell was just to prevent harassment. This button, on the other hand, was for real combat. It wasn't meant for someone like the maid, but for a true high-level magus.
"Oh, yes." Kazuya nodded. "But I didn't expect that after a few years, you've grown taller."
"Huh?"
"In fact, I saw you when I was in Fuyuki City."
In an instant—
Waver's eyes widened. What had been a slight suspicion in his mind became crystal clear. "So, that Servant was yours..."
Now, he was starting to believe Kazuya's words. "Release her. Why have you come to me?"
Kazuya closed his mystic eyes.
The maid bowed expressionlessly and retreated.
"You must be El-Melloi II. No one can match your ability to teach disciples. If I want to learn magecraft quickly, control my mystic eyes, and thought of who would be most suitable, it had to be you. What do you say? Can you help me out?"
Waver covered his head in pain and groaned.
Later, Kazuya left the Clock Tower satisfied.
"Well... let's go back to the hotel. It's late, and we can continue our lesson tomorrow."
...
On the other side—
Japan, JOJO Publishing.
They were happily working on the animation they had abandoned halfway, "Gunbuster," and redesigned it completely...
...
The hotel was not within the Clock Tower.
Leaving the Clock Tower's area, Kazuya looked at the inconspicuous entrance and couldn't help marveling. Without someone guiding, who could have guessed that this was the entrance to the Clock Tower?
After a while, Kazuya suddenly turned around.
The jewel in his pitch-black left eye sparkled.
Ding!
The long spear veered away from Kazuya's side.
"Oh... that was the mystic eye from earlier?" The man with the spear picked up his weapon and smiled at Kazuya. "To be able to plunge me into a moment of darkness, you've done well."
"Diarmuid..." Kazuya's face changed slightly, and the dangerous aura was not fake.
So why was he appearing now?
The Holy Grail War?
No, it wasn't the time for the Holy Grail War!
If the Holy Grail of the Mage's Association was truly beginning a Holy Grail War, there was no way there would be no information at all!
So, what was going on?
"Watch out! He's attacking!" Kazuya's face changed, and he dodged to the side, using his right hand to block the oncoming spear.
He said the chant, "Retreat!"
The next moment.
Diarmuid Ua Duibhne stepped back two steps.
"Indeed... No, you're not Diarmuid, are you?"
The real Lancer-class Diarmuid had a B-rank in magic resistance, meaning he was almost immune to large-scale magecraft. Even under great magecraft, it was doubtful whether he could be defeated.
Even if hit by powerful magecraft, he would quickly break free.
However...
Kazuya's two mystic eyes were at the level of grand magecraft!
The golden-class mystic eyes contained the power of grand magecraft, and the jewel-class mystic eyes likely contained a domain that rendered all magecraft powerless.
His forced mystic eye working was expected.
But—
It shouldn't be this effective.
After all, he only had one mystic eye. Although it had been strengthened to a certain extent, it still couldn't compare to both eyes activating at the same time. It could only be considered barely reaching the level of grand magecraft.
It was understandable to temporarily bind Diarmuid.
But making him retreat was almost impossible.
But now—
This impossible thing had actually happened.
This wasn't the effect of B-rank magic resistance. It was a lower-level C-rank or even D-rank resistance to magecraft...
This highlighted the strength of a certain ahoge.
Her magic resistance was A-rank.
The possibility of his mystic eye of domination working was zero, and the mystic eye of dark abyss... he didn't even know if it would work.
And the other saint with a similar face... his mystic eyes would definitely not work because her magic resistance was EX.
"Ha, so that's it. Are you puzzled... But I am indeed Diarmuid. Why am I so weak... It's probably because of the incomplete nature of this Holy Grail War. Even the Lancer class can't fully manifest."
"Suicide—"
Lancer's expression changed, and the spear stopped suddenly in front of his chest.
The next moment, he avoided Kazuya's eyes, said nothing more, and no longer looked into Kazuya's eyes to launch an attack—
This was a weakness of the mystic eyes.
If one didn't look into the eyes, the effect would weaken.
But—
The next moment.
Diarmuid's vision once again plunged into darkness.
Not just his vision.
He couldn't see, hear, or sense—
But!
Instinct remained!
Kazuya, holding his arm, retreated several steps—
The wound... hadn't healed.
"Sealed five senses... and even with mystic Eyes, did you still manage to injure me through touch..."
Kazuya's face looked a bit ugly. There was a significant wound on his right arm, and the wound constantly emitted a golden light that resisted rejection.
Ripple—
The ripple blocked the flow of blood, acting as a hemostatic effect. It was like being able to prevent water from pouring out of an inverted cup.
But...
Even if this guy was a weakened version of Diarmuid... could he not win without using the Command Spell?
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