With a ton of power at the beginning, I was in the Red Mansion

Chapter 515

There was a sound of cracking, and the “Sword of Iron Sand” returned to its owner.

“Magnetic manipulation…? Could it be…!!”

Shirai Heizi coughed violently, tried to inhale more oxygen, and turned his head away quickly.

As expected, the person standing in front of her was Misaka Mikoto.

“Ding!”, and a crisp metallic sound resounded. It turned out to be the sound of Mikoto flicking a game coin with her thumb, and the coin gradually flipped into the air.

“Although I don’t know why you guys are fighting, but…”

The “arm” whose wrist was severed already described a tower made of rubbish, but as if the tower had a will, it voluntarily fell forward and attacked Shirai Heizi.

However, at this moment, the coin had returned to Mikoto’s thumb.

“I won’t allow anyone to hurt my friend, bitch!”

——In an instant. Mikoto, who has the title of “Railgun”, fired a blow that made the coin move at a speed three times the speed of sound, became hot due to air friction, and turned into an orange laser light!

Boom——! ! !

The huge impact smashed the arm of the “Stone Giant” holding Shirai Heizi to pieces in an instant, and the connected head was also shattered.

Thick dust and smoke filled the surroundings, but the strong wind pressure that followed blows away the dust. This is the aftermath formed after the air is squeezed by the super electromagnetic gun.

“Ohhhh! That’s amazing!”

Although Shirai continued to guard his surroundings, most of his thoughts were on another matter.

“The strong wind generated by the aftermath alone has surpassed the strength of ordinary wind-capable users. My sister’s ability is really terrifying and amazing!”

At the other end, Mikoto walked slowly towards Shirai, as if the crisis had passed.

“Ah, Heizi, you don’t need to be nervous anymore. That big hand seems to be just a cover. The explosion just now was not the power of a super electromagnetic gun, but the big hand exploded itself. Look, that stupid woman has already taken advantage of the smoke to run away I don’t know where to go.”

Mikoto stuck out her tongue and pointed her finger.

Shirai looked back and saw that the woman whose dress had been pinned by a metal arrow had long since disappeared without a trace. On the ground, only the black cloth from the dress remained.

“By the way, who is that guy? You’re hunting her, so it should be the work of the disciplinary committee (cgad)?”

“Well, yes. She seems to be a trespasser…My lord~~~”

At this moment, Shirai’s legs went limp, and he rushed over to hug Mikoto.

“Wait, hey! Why do you still have strange delusions at this time…”

Meiqin was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly wanted to push Shirai away who rushed into her arms, but Meiqin did not do so after all. Shirai lightly grabbed Mikoto’s thin summer sweater near the chest.

“There’s really nothing I can do about you.”

Meiqin sighed lightly.

“Heizi, you like to take things on yourself too much. How can you deal with that kind of opponent alone? There is no law that restricts you to fight the enemy alone.”

Miqin understands that these words have no meaning in themselves, what is meaningful is the act of speaking and the intention to say these words.

“Ask me for help more. When you see something is wrong, you should contact me as soon as possible, instead of waiting until things get more difficult. Don’t think that this will cause me trouble. The more you ask me for help in a desperate situation , the more it proves that I am trusted, the more I will never refuse.”

Meiqin patted Heizi’s head lightly. At this moment, the trembling junior girl who was throwing herself in Mikoto’s arms whispered.

“… Hehe… It’s a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Taking advantage of this time to get close to my lord sister, I can really enjoy this wonderful…hehe…hehehehehe…!”

“What? Ah…huh? Wait…I…I’m trying to comfort you seriously! Heizi, so you’re shaking because of excitement?”

Meiqin blushed and yelled, but it was already too late. Shirai Kuroko put her hands behind Mikoto’s back.

“Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!!”

Heizi, who had finally seized this opportunity, stuck to Mikoto’s body like wet chewing gum, and couldn’t be pushed away no matter what.

…

A woman in a black dress was walking down the street. Her name is Shirley Cromwell.

As a member of the Puritan magic resistance force “Church of Necessary Evil” and also proficient in Kabbalah stone statues, she walked among the crowd with a smile.

Originally, I thought that this frayed dress with lace trims everywhere would attract a lot of strange eyes, but I didn’t expect that the students in front of me didn’t have much reaction.

In this city, it seems that the age factor is more conspicuous than clothing. Since 80% of the residents here are students, over the age of twenty-fiveYear-olds are quite rare here, but gothic loli girls are not uncommon here.

“In the beginning it was earth—”

As Shirley walked, she began to mutter to herself like singing. She took out something that looked like white chalk from the broken sleeve.

This is an oil crayon specially used for drawing magic circles. It is made of holy-selected salt and holy oil.

“God molded the shape from clay, injected life into it, and called it man—”

Shirley sang a song and waved the oil crayon on the beverage vending machine beside her, drawing lines that looked like words and pictures at the speed of drawing a knife.

“Afterwards, mortals learned the secret method from the mouth of the fallen angel—”

Holding an oil crayon in her hand, she wrote all over the objects she saw on the road.

“But it is difficult for ordinary people to achieve this holy law, and it is also difficult for fallen angels to convey it correctly—”

After drawing nearly seventy-two marks, she raised the oil crayon to write in the air.

“—In this way, the life created by human hands will eventually become a rotten puppet—the time has come, the stone giant Alice with a smell of mud, serve me until death!”

Finally, Shirley clapped her palms.

In an instant, creaking sounds like crushing pustules came from all directions.

Not one or two beeps, but dozens of beeps. Because the voice was quite small, it was covered by the voices and footsteps of the students, and no one heard it. Yet changes do occur.

Countless eyeballs began to appear out of thin air from various places, so dense that those who saw this picture would fear to die on the spot. Shirley took out a piece of black paper the size of a postcard.

“Automatic secretary… the target is just this… wind… chop… how do you pronounce it? Is the standard notation in this place pictographic?”.