Magician in Type-Moon

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“I’ll repeat myself: it’s your prerogative to exchange your magic circuits for chips. There’s no need to lose your precious magic circuits in a game of gambling.” He paused, his tone becoming more solemn. “However, it is precisely because magic circuits are so valuable that they are worthy of being an important stake in Fem’s ship banquet.”

These words instantly made the atmosphere in the room heavy.

Every gambler's expression turned serious, and even Matou Ike couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

A magic circuit represents the magician's soul; to exchange it for a gambling stake is undoubtedly a huge risk. This is not just a simple transaction, but a challenge to the soul.

The dealer calmly continued, "Now, please confirm your bets."

As he announced this, the four gamblers all turned their attention to the image on the arena.

"Then, let's begin the first game."

The melodious chimes rang out, replacing the traditional stadium bells, as if each chime was striking the heartstrings of the gamblers.

As the bells rang, Luvia in the video began to move.

She suddenly started running from the edge of the arena, with astonishing speed, her steps almost seamlessly connecting with the air.

Her movements were like those of a speedster enhanced by magic, traversing a twenty-meter arena and rushing towards her opponent in just a few steps. Without hesitation, without any lingering, her movements were as sharp as a knife.

Her figure leaped into the air in an instant, her flight path elegant and swift, like a hyena, fierce and agile. In the intense up-and-down movements, she perfectly demonstrated a temperament that could not tolerate failure.

“Anfang—!”

The black curse wind raged in the air, spinning and tumbling, like countless black shadows intertwined into an invisible net, its origin elusive.

"Oh, is it a curse bullet? How strange."

Alette smiled slightly, her gaze sharp as a knife, focusing on the image in the arena.

"A small section? No, the incantation only stabilizes the spell; is it actually a single process? That must be a magic crest. I can't tell which family it belongs to from this image, but the activation is quite skillful."

Isilid picked up the conversation, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes: "Indeed, although there is no clear family mark, the exquisite skill is enough to be astonishing."

Matou Ike added in a deep voice, "However, since it imitates a fantasy species, its cursed defense should also be imitated, right—"

"————!?"

Luvia seemed to suddenly realize something, and for a moment she appeared somewhat shaken. Her eyes flickered with unease, clearly reacting to Matou Ike's analysis.

As her gaze turned to the center of the arena, the Black Curse struck the Chimera with perfect accuracy.

However, to everyone's surprise, the spell spread across the chimera's skin but failed to penetrate its body as expected.

The black cursed power splashed out like water droplets, being deflected without resistance, demonstrating astonishing defensive capabilities.

Matouike calmly commented:

"Its defensive capabilities are not to be underestimated; it can actually withstand the intrusion of such a black curse. Although I have seen similar defenses when I fought against the alchemical giant Tangree before, I did not expect that the fantasy replica made for the ship banquet could also achieve this level."

Luvia did not panic; instead, she calmly assessed the situation.

“This is only a temporary restraint.” Her voice was low and resolute, and she then unhesitatingly performed a new magic trick.

"Zwolfte! Glitzerndes Schwert! (Twelve-Ring Flash Sword)"

With a wave of her hands, seven brilliant light swords shot out into the air, slicing through the air with blades as cold as moonlight, and slashed towards the chimera's body.

Each streak of light shone with overwhelming magic, while the frost magic contained within was designed to ensure that the attack could not be countered by the defense.

The chimera's skin trembled violently. Although its cursed defenses had once withstood the invasion of the black curse, it was clearly no longer able to react effectively to these seven flashing swords that were imbued with immense magical power.

The impact of the ice bullet momentarily halted the chimera's movements, and its body was quickly covered in frost, making it appear as if it were a frozen monster.

However, the chimera reacted much faster than expected.

Its skin began to tremble violently like a hedgehog's, and then hundreds of sharp, poisonous needles burst forth, shooting into the air in an attempt to repel Luvia's attack.

"--this?"

Luvia reacted instantly, a cold smile flashing in her eyes.

"Sechzehn! Die Schilde rufen den Wind!" (Sixteen Wind Shields)

Without hesitation, she hurled the beryl forward, rapidly channeling magic into it and instantly creating a powerful wind shield.

A howling storm suddenly swept in, tearing through the air and disrupting the trajectory of the chimera's needles. The strong wind acted as an invisible barrier, blocking most of the attack and even changing the direction of some of the needles, reflecting them back at the chimera's body.

"Bang bang!"

With several dull thuds, the chimera's body shuddered violently, blood splattering everywhere. It was its blood, gushing out and staining the surrounding seawater red.

Luvia smiled slightly and teased, "How are you? Feeling a little uncomfortable, huh?"

In response to her provocation, the chimera let out a painful groan from its throat, its body contorting as if some ancient curse were spreading. Its tail suddenly trembled, and a massive serpentine shadow shot out from its rump. The serpent was tightly connected to its tail, its body writhing and hissing like a raging beast.

"Uh, not that cute!"

Chapter 491 Magician and Mythical Beast

The snake's movements were agile and extremely deadly; Luvia moved lightly, as if dancing with the air.

Her footwork was like that of a lightweight boxer, each step precise yet springy. Whether it was a high leap and turn or a quick sidestep, Luvia displayed extraordinary physical abilities, as if she were born with the perfect rhythm for this kind of fight.

Even when she steps into the ring, her near-perfect coordination and physical fitness would definitely earn her a place in the world boxing rankings.

Her fighting style may be somewhat similar to Chinese boxing, but at this moment, she is equally adept at using the body movements of Western European styles, as if her body has long been accustomed to the changes of various schools.

That was undoubtedly the result of years of training in the Clock Tower Protection Technique.

However, her agile dance moves did not allow her to escape the chimera's fierce attack.

Its massive body almost filled the entire arena, every muscle proclaiming its power. The mere raising of its upper body was enough to make Luvia appear insignificant. Then, its gleaming black claws slammed down like a waterfall, carrying an oppressive force and the power to tear through the air.

right--

left--

left--

It's the right side again—

Each strike was deadly, incredibly fast, and its power was not to be underestimated. Luvia's advantage seemed to remain, but she knew perfectly well that once she encountered this attack head-on, that fragile advantage would vanish instantly, and even her steel armor would struggle to withstand such power. She could only rely on her agility and movement to avoid direct contact with those terrifying claws as much as possible.

"…………!"

Her heart seemed to race with each approaching attack. Every second of dodging felt incredibly long, and everything before her was filled with oppressive tension.

right--

left--

Wiped over—

right--

right--

left--

Her dodging was almost at its limit, and at the last second, Luvia was finally forced to approach the Chimera's attack range.

Her steps began to grow heavy, and the gaps between her movements became increasingly noticeable. Although she remained agile, she could feel her strength gradually waning, and her dodging reflexes were becoming sluggish.

The chimera's attacks were almost relentless; each claw carried immense power, devoid of any rhythm, resembling an endless chain of attacks.

Luvia's muscles and nerves gradually collapsed under this extremely high pressure. Even though the magic "enhancement" gave her a temporary advantage, she was still human after all, and the limits of her body would eventually make her unable to withstand such a dense attack.

Her speed was gradually being caught up by the chimera, and her once lightness became somewhat clumsy. At first, she could dodge with ease, but now she could barely avoid the edge of the claw wind, and even breathing felt heavy.

Luvia's back slammed against the hard wall and bounced back sharply. Her heart skipped a beat, and she almost lost her balance.

She squinted, looked down, and realized she had been forced to the edge of the arena.

That cold wall blocked her retreat, preventing her from taking another step back.

Initially, Luvia's tactic was to dodge sideways, trying her best to avoid the chimera's ferocious attacks. However, with each attack closing in, her space to dodge gradually shrank, eventually forcing her to retreat. The chimera, having clearly realized her strategy, continued to push her into a corner.

The chimera's enormous body seemed to devour everything, its saliva dripping onto the ground, emitting a corrosive odor, as if trembling with its "joy".

The chimera raised its two giant claws again, hovering in the air, as if making a final preparation to shatter her last hope.

Luvia's eyes flickered; she instantly realized that she could no longer dodge.

"Right side? Left side?" She breathed slightly, then calmed down.

No, this time it's not just about choosing a direction.

An overwhelming killing intent bound her every choice like chains. Unexpectedly, the Chimera launched a sudden double attack, catching Luvia off guard.

Two claws pounced simultaneously from both sides, the speed and power of the attack almost instantly shattering her evasive path.

Every second, Luvia felt as if death was approaching, and she couldn't help but hold her breath.

But she still didn't give up.

“Juwel. neunzehn! (Jewel. Nineteen-ring)”

The coldness in her eyes returned in an instant, and Luvia threw out a new gem almost without hesitation, accurately tossing it to the ground.

“Mit Sand bedeckt sein! (Coffin of Sand)”

Her incantation rang out softly, and with that one sentence, the atmosphere in the entire arena shifted abruptly. A whirlwind arose, and sand and dust instantly enveloped the entire arena.

.........

"--What?"

"—Should we try that?"

Alette and Isilid stared wide-eyed.

They seemed to be quite pleased.

For them, such a high level of magic competition is a rare form of entertainment.

“That is indeed one method, but would anyone actually do it?” Matou Ike retorted.

In his view, this approach was far too wasteful.

Dust covering both wild animals and humans.

When the sandstorm cleared, an unexpected scene unfolded before our eyes.

Luvia is currently engaged in a direct confrontation with the Chimera.