[An Asian junior high school girl with burgundy hair and childlike colors? If I made a mistake in judgment, it should be the Koizumi clan who inherits red magic in mysticism.
That girl is the current descendant. 】【Divination is very good, but other information is unknown. Don't be enemies with them. If you have conflicts, you can report my name.
】That gentleman is not an intelligent AI like the Mad Hatter that can respond to Kawakami Kei’s news at any time.
In order to prevent delays in messages due to factors such as jet lag, the gray-haired young man actually has two modes of communication with his guardian, daily communication or emergency contact.
This self-proclaimed witch made Kawakami feel nervous, so he contacted the gentleman urgently.
Fortunately, the latter lived up to expectations and sent the information in time. As if he was worried that Kashasha would overturn, the gentleman sent another paragraph. The Mad Hatter continued to read: [Don't underestimate the enemy, Kashasha, I know you don't believe this, but they are the real people over there from the mysterious test.
Where did you meet? Spider again? The dispute between you and the spider is an internal dispute within the organization and does not involve occultism. You have to tell the witch——] The Mad Hatter’s voice suddenly broke off.
[Madhatter, are you still there? 】 Just like an old-fashioned radio was suddenly unplugged, a faint sound of electricity sounded in the gray-haired young man's mind, and then fell completely silent.
For a moment, he did feel that something had been ripped out of his brain. Just like a human being can be aware that he is being watched by others, when the gaze that has been staring at him and follows him like a shadow suddenly disappears, he will naturally feel something.
【madhatter? 】 Even so, Kawakamiji shouted again tentatively. There was still silence.
It’s as if the so-called system, key figures, travelers’ identities, memory archives and other things that are beyond the times and difficult to understand have never existed.
The world is still a world that can be predicted but full of unknowns, rather than a script that can be laughed and appreciated by higher beings... Also, how can anyone speak in the brain of a normal person?
Thinking of this, the gray-haired young man smiled. At first, there was a hint of helplessness and self-deprecation in this smile, but then it spread out, and the arc of the smile became wider and wider, until Kawakami's pale face became distorted for an instant, until he actually laughed.
"hahahahahahahahahahaha……"
"It's simply beyond expectations, Mr. Goldberg."
"I admit this time, I underestimated you... Or maybe it has nothing to do with you, it's just the helper you brought. Miss Koizumi Anko of the Red Magic Family gave me a surprise?" Before the Spider's performance officially opened, Kawakami Tsumugi He was the first to stand up from his seat, and like last time, he walked down the rows of seats, avoiding the guests on the way.
The gray-haired young man did not hesitate or pause in his movements. He rushed from the high auditorium into the Colosseum.
The void shattered, and blue and golden flames suddenly rose in the thick darkness. At the same time, fire and ice attacked Kawakami. This was the spider's illusion. After two years, the illusionist's The skills are getting better and better.
Günter Goldberg on the stage looked at Kashasha with a smile, and behind him, a golden spider silhouette slowly emerged.
"You're more excited than I thought, Ghost, have you sensed your own death?" the blond and blue-eyed illusionist said loudly.
The cane was unsheathed, and the bone-white tail was facing Kawakami Tsumugi's dagger with a long blue light. The spider controlled the force and raised it violently, causing Kashasha to take several steps back.
The gray-haired young man resumed his offensive stance. But he was trembling, his whole body was trembling, so that he clenched the dagger with all his strength.
"You noticed the difference, right?" Kawakami Tsumugi fell into the water. The turbulence that swept through him almost tore his limbs apart, and the wounds that had been burned by fire and frost were severely damaged again.
The water continued to spread upward, until it filled the gray-haired young man's lungs and nasal cavity.
"Unlike before, you can't easily see through my illusion, Ghost." Spider chanted excitedly,
"Without your mysterious helper—"
"——You are just like the mortals who died in my hands."
"A mortal who died in your hands?" Kawakamiji sneered,
"Why, you're pretending to be an arthropod and you're showing off your superiority. Who do you think you are?" The cane waved an afterimage in the air. This time, it was the illusionist who took the initiative to attack.
Kawakamiji did not dodge, but faced him again. Sparks burst out from the trembling dagger blade, and was immediately pushed away by the cane.
Kashasha let go. This mistake was naturally caught by the excited spider, and he pursued the victory. Kawakami's arm was raised to block out of reflex and received a severe blow.
The distance between the two was thus narrowed.
"I am just a famous illusionist." Spider said softly,
"And before you died, you finally saw the world in my eyes." That's right, this time Kawakami finally felt the horror of illusion.
Unexpectedly, his partial immunity to genjutsu was related to the system that had been lurking in him. Kawakami Tsumugi thought it was because of his special physique.
Thinking about it this way, the organization's inability to promote the use of memory cleaning devices on a large scale is also related to the system. Maybe it is not him who is special, but the system on him... But now is not the time to ponder this.
If the illusion when he encountered the spider before was just a somewhat interesting 4D movie, then after the Mad Hatter disappeared, Kawakami experienced the special effects of the top science fiction movies in Country A.
Not only were the extremely realistic scenes of darkness, fire, ice, and flowing water, but the pain simulated in the illusion world was also completely engraved on his body.
God knows how difficult it is to force yourself to breathe against your instinct and suppress the feeling of choking when you are suffocated.
This is also the reason why Kawakamiji didn't hold the dagger. However, what is fake is still fake. An extremely subtle trembling sensation passed through his spine. Kawakami suddenly stepped aside and jumped into the blazing fire. He felt a pain in his forehead, as if something almost hit him.
Judging from Spider's regretful expression, he must have avoided a certain fatal situation in the real world.
"What, you're surprised?" Kawakamiji chuckled and took out another blue dagger from his sleeve.
"Whether I am immune to your illusions or not, it will be easy for me to defeat you... My mysterious helper is actually of little use."
"To a certain extent, I also want to thank your friend the Red Witch for helping me get rid of it." The spider was suspicious for a moment: "You are lying, Ghost."
"What, you think I live by cheating?" Kawakami smiled contemptuously,
"Do you think I can't tell the difference between reality and fantasy like you?"
"Perhaps, I have been building my life on illusions and lies for decades." He felt a slight numbness, which was still so real in the phantom pain of fire and ice.
At the same time, Kawakami's vision gradually darkened. The poison on the dagger can temporarily block his vision. Although the spider's illusion can also infect him through hearing, smell, touch and other channels, this is enough.
He cut himself with a dagger and suddenly started quarreling with the spider, just to wait for the poison to take effect completely.
He knew that with Spider's arrogance, he would show off proudly.
"Therefore, mere illusion means to me——"
"——Vulnerable!"
