4-17: The Superpower From His Hometown (1/2)

4-17: The Superpower From His Hometown (1/2)

Now what?

Shinichi folded his arms and became thoughtful as he looked at the mountain of fainted students, then he separated the students that have been relieved from the effects of the mind skill from those that have only fainted.

At this rate, Ill have no choice but to use my own magic.

Shinichis sighed with a dark expression as he held his foster that was in Mobile Mode.

He was not sighing because of the mountain of students in front of him, but because the display on his foster had gone blank.

It wasnt out of battery or anything, it just suddenly stopped working.

He was using it just a while ago in its gauntlet-form, but now, no matter what he did, it just wouldnt budge.

It couldnt even extract energy anymore. Odds were it was completely broken now.

Hmm, did it finally break?

Garesto-made equipment was more durable, so he had already forgotten about it, but equipment tended to break in his hands.

It wasnt his fault, though, his power was just really hard to endure.

Now that I think about it, this thing is supposed to be precise equipment, and yet Ive been using it however I pleased all this time. I guess it finally couldnt stand it.

He didnt actually know what made it break, though.

He could call someone who knew more about fosters, but he also relied on his foster to call people.

As such, all he could do now was to borrow a nearby students

!?

But before he knew it, he realized that he had suddenly jumped back.

Shocked, he turned to the place he was standing at just a moment ago, and

Hmm?

Two holes could be seen freshly dug out of the rocky terrain.

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But what really baffled him was why he had to dodge in the first place.

He couldnt understand why his body half-relexively dodged.

Why would an attack of that level

This wasnt his first time instinctively dodging an attack.

The issue was that based off the depth of the hole and the hardness of the rocky terrain, the power behind the attack didnt seem to be something he had to be wary of.

It shouldve been enough just to repel it with his arms.

Hey! If you can see me, dont just stand there!!

!?!?

Amidst his thoughts, an unhappy voice that seemed to be both angry and concerned called out to him, surprising him once again.

Not only could he not sense any presence nearby, he also couldnt hear anything moving or sense any changes in the flow of the air, and yet despite that, when he turned to the direction of that voice, he saw a student there standing brazenly.

For some reason, though, he had to focus on her or he wouldnt be able to notice her.

He could tell from the silhouette and the sound of the voice that it was a female student, but he was barely just able to keep track of her, so he couldnt even spare any effort to make out her features.

Is this Recognition Interference?

When he focused his attention on her and stared at her, he became suspicious of her stance.

She had her left arm extended, while her right hand was right next to her cheeks.

But the moment he tried to do just that, it felt like a cube of ice just slid down his back.

That was his intuition crying out, telling him that was a bad idea.

It was annoying since this intuition of his wont even explain itself, but Shinichi wasnt about to disobey it.

He forced himself to stop crouching, and then dodged the katana by a hairs breadth.

The katana that missed cut deeply into the ground, splitting it with great impact.

GU, what!?

Of course, it was not the blade that did that, but the line it drew with that stroke.

It was as though something invisible was passing by, creating a fissure wherever it went.

Shinichi held his left hand and backed off.

Ah, ahh Did your arm get hit!?

It did connect, physically.

The girl asked him fearfully, afraid that his arm had been cut, so Shinichi responded to her by waving his arm.

He dodged a little too late, so the extension of that sword stroke managed to reach his wrist.

Considering how he couldnt feel it, the same impact that split the earth mustve hit him as well.

The physical damage hasnt surpassed his Resistance as someone whos braced himself to fight, but something was essentially taking away() the mana from his hands.

Kamunagis blade couldnt cut you? They Werent wrong!!

She was more surprised than relieved, but in the next moment, her body moved against her will, and she attacked once more.

She appeared to throw something, and several sheets of paper flew toward Shinichi.

Perhaps it was because those papers moved away from her body, but Shinichi could clearly see what they were.

A mysterious pattern was drawn on those rectangular sheets, and at the center could be seen the character, which meant explosion.

So you have charms for me this time!

An invisible bow, a real Japanese katana, and charms.

He was laughing, but it was the bitter truth, so he was partly running away from reality by doing so.

He didnt want to acknowledge the possibility that had just crossed his mind.

When he jumped back, and the charms hit the ground he was standing on, flames burst out of them.

Tch, this isnt even Falandia, just who are you!?

But even in the light of that flame within this dark night, the girls figure remained hidden.

Shinichi looked toward the silhouette.

His foster was currently broken, and he didnt have the leeway to hold up his status card.

As such, he had no choice but to change the function of his eyes and peer straight into her soul to try and get a rough understanding of her status, but

What?

I can do it! Ill become strong enough for everyone to acknowledge me! Dad and the others werent wrong No, get away from here! Far away!!

When she drew her bow once more, Shinichis eyes were drawn by the power that flowed.

This time he could clearly see the insubstantial bow in her hands.

As well as the true form of the power that shaped it.

A bow shaped from the power of the soul!?