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Chapter 90 Matou Zangyan
"You did it..." Sakura opened her eyes, a hint of surprise flashing in her purple pupils.
Instead of backing down out of fear as usual, she instinctively looked at Arthur.
"Space itself is the strongest defense. You did a great job, Sakura." Arthur nodded approvingly, then looked at Rin.
"Rin, your technique focuses too much on explosive power, causing the subsequent path to deviate."
The moment the gem shatters, your will should disperse along with the magic, not remain lingering in your hand.
"One more time!" Rin gritted her teeth, her eyes burning with an indomitable fighting spirit.
She wasn't jealous of Sakura's unique abilities; on the contrary, she felt an unprecedented excitement at having a younger sister who could withstand her full-force attack.
Over the next hour, under Arthur's guidance, the two sisters began to try to coordinate.
As the main attacker, Rin's gem magic becomes increasingly ethereal when she works with Sakura.
She no longer simply unleashes magic, but has learned to use the residual warmth of magic to weave a second time, while Sakura acts as a "transfer station".
"Sakura, open the passage," Arthur ordered.
Sakura stretched out her hand, and the Imaginary Shadow Domain opened in front of Rin. Rin launched a ruby burning with red light into the Shadow Domain.
The next second, the gem suddenly emerged from a crack in the shadows behind Arthur, hurtling towards him with even greater kinetic energy.
Arthur turned his head and casually pinched the gem containing intense heat magic between two fingers.
"The coordinates are off by five centimeters, but the logic is correct." Arthur casually smoothed out the restless magic on the gem and handed it to Sakura, who had run over.
"Imaginary numbers are the bridge connecting reality and space. Combined with the stability of gem magic, you can create offensives that are impossible for the enemy to defend against."
The setting sun cast long shadows across the courtyard.
The two little girls, exhausted from both physical and magical exertion, were now sitting on the lawn, panting heavily.
Aoi carried the lemonade down the corridor, her brows furrowed with gentleness.
As Tokiomi watched this scene, he had always thought that the path of a magician was lonely, and that in order to preserve the family's mystery, one had to make cruel choices among blood relatives.
"Tokiomi." Arthur looked at the two sisters sitting on the grass sharing lemonade.
"In the Holy Grail War a year from now, if you are seeking victory, I will take the Holy Grail for you. But if you are seeking the Root, I suggest you take a closer look at them."
Arthur pointed to Rin and Sakura.
"The two of them together are the most dazzling mystery of this era. This miracle called hope is much closer to the root than that cup."
Tokiomi was stunned as he watched Sakura carefully wiping the sweat from Rin's forehead.
Although Rin stubbornly complained, she still gave the last ice cube in her cup to her younger sister.
"..."
Tokiomi did not answer. He took a deep breath of the slightly floral-scented air and his lips twitched slightly.
……
The nights in Fuyuki City are always enveloped in a thick, humid atmosphere.
For the past few nights, small, flapping wing-like sounds have been heard at the outer edge of the Tohsaka Mansion's barrier.
"Tokiomi, your elegance seems to have little effect when dealing with others."
Arthur slowly emerged from the shadows of the study, his once gentle emerald eyes now appearing sharp under the lamplight.
"Mr. Arthur, the contest between magicians... is often long and tedious." Tokiomi casually put down his wine glass.
"Although the Matou family has declined, Soiken possesses many ancient spells. If we confront him head-on, I fear it will affect Aoi and the children."
"And... I started it first..."
"So, this is what you call elegance? Discussing right and wrong etiquette before a mouse even crawls onto the table?"
Such commotions have been occurring around the Tohsaka residence ever since Tokiomi reneged on the Matou family's proposal to adopt Sakura on the day Arthur arrived.
Arthur walked to the window and looked at the fleeting dark purple light outside the courtyard.
That's a familiar of the Matou family, a filthy creature called a Crest Worm.
"Sakura is emerging from the shadows of that time, and Rin is working hard to protect her younger sister."
Arthur turned around, and with a slight flick of his wrist, an invisible longsword quietly appeared in his hand.
"As their teacher, I will not allow anyone to disturb them."
……
Compared to the exquisite Tohsaka Mansion, which is full of jewel-like brilliance.
The Matou residence, located in another corner of Fukayama-cho, is like an ancient tomb sunk underground, exuding the stench of decaying vegetation and earth.
Matou Ryouken sat in the pitch-black living room, a sinister smile appearing on his face, which resembled a withered orange peel.
He was waiting, waiting to see how Tokiomi would respond.
Why would Tokiomi Tohsaka, who always prides himself on his elegant demeanor, suddenly go back on his decision?
To say there is only one variable.
That must be the man Tsuruno mentioned who appeared at the Tohsaka residence.
That blond, blue-eyed man in silver armor!
"Has living too long made even one's will as despicable as an insect's?"
A calm voice suddenly rang out in the airtight living room.
"Who?!"
The decaying body of the dirty inkstone trembled violently, its eyes fixed straight ahead.
He didn't even sense the fluctuations caused by the destruction of the barrier; the man simply appeared out of thin air in front of him.
Arthur stood in the dark room, his aura clashing with the decay of the place.
If the dirty inkstone is the darkness and mud, then Arthur at this moment is a sun that has forcibly entered.
"Oh... that strange object that appeared at the Tohsaka family's residence?" After a brief moment of astonishment, Lieyan let out a low, unpleasant laugh.
"Although I don't know which era you are from, or why you appeared in this world so early, in this land filled with shadows, even a god..."
Arthur stepped forward, interrupting him.
boom!
In that instant, Arthur no longer tried to conceal his aura.
The oppressive aura of the "Red Dragon," accompanied by the burning blood energy of the living, transformed into a tangible shockwave that swept outwards.
The tens of thousands of Mark Insects that were originally lurking under the floor and in the cracks of the ceiling were unable to even struggle and instantly disintegrated into the most primitive magical fragments.
"This...this kind of spiritual pressure?!" Lieyan's cloudy eyes widened suddenly.
He felt fear, a fear he had never felt in five hundred years, a fear that his soul was about to be completely purified and erased.
Arthur did not draw his sword; he simply extended a hand and placed it on the musty-smelling coffee table.
A golden spot of light spread from his fingertips. The light was not dazzling, but it carried an indescribable sense of holiness.
For Matou Ryogen, who was barely surviving by manipulating souls and using insect magic, this light was like a red-hot iron, frantically burning his twisted soul core.
"Listen, old man." Arthur lowered his head, his emerald eyes staring directly into the dark inkstone's pupils, which had shrunk to pinpoints.
Arthur's eyes pierced through the aged body and saw the young man who stood by the sea five hundred years ago, making a vow to the setting sun.
That idealist named Machiri Zorgne once vowed to "abolish all evil."
"You... what do you want to do... I am one of the founders of the Fuyuki Holy Grail War..."
Lie Yan's voice trembled as he realized he couldn't even use the worms inside his body to teleport.
Arthur's tone grew increasingly cold:
"From today onwards, if you dare to let even a single insect appear within one kilometer of the Tohsaka residence, I will send you to meet your lost ideals."
Arthur slightly loosened the Wind King's barrier.
In that instant, it was as if an invisible giant hand had parted the clouds above the Matou residence, and starlight shone down.
Although it lasted only a moment, the illusion that it was enough to wipe the entire Fuyuki City off the map still made Lieyan completely limp in his wheelchair.
"I'm not discussing this with you." Arthur withdrew his magic and turned to walk towards the door.
"This is just a simple notification."
As Arthur's figure disappeared into the night, the dark living room of the Matou family returned to its deathly silence.
Zang Yan coughed violently, each breath bringing out nauseating black smoke.
"...A monster...that's a real monster."
His twisted thoughts raced, eventually settling on the man far away in Germany, his heart filled with rage.
"Now that the Tohsaka family has encountered such a change... Kariya, you will be the one to make the initial probe..."
Sending Sakura to the Matou family takes place a year before the start of the Fourth Shinobi World War. A year is a long time; even if I wanted to pad the story out, I wouldn't know how. I'll finish this chapter in the next few chapters.