Type-Moon, I Sakura Matou Rewrite Destiny

Fortunately, it was a noisy banquet, so Luó Háo didn't hear Kurumi's quiet mutter. Otherwise, those two would probably have clashed again.

Even though no one heard Kurumi, Luó Háo's words, spoken without any attempt at concealment, were heard by many.

Countless terrified eyes turned towards Luó Háo. No one had expected that this beautiful woman, who looked like an immortal, would speak of such a mountain of corpses and sea of blood.

Kill half the people?

Who was this person Sakura Matou had brought?

Sakura and the others, who knew who Luó Háo was, naturally wouldn't say. And Luó Háo, of course, paid no attention to these people.

In short, the three disparate parties ended the welcoming banquet in a strange atmosphere.

After the banquet dispersed, in Kischur Zelretch's room.

Tears streaming down her face, her complexion flushed, this was Lineas's current state.

It seemed she had been thoroughly 'bullied' by Sakura.

"Wake up."

A shout infused with magical power exploded in Lineas's ears like thunder.

Lineas, who had been unconsciously influenced by Sakura's sorcery from the moment Sakura whispered the first sentence into her ear, was finally awakened by Kischur Zelretch after the banquet.

"I... Brother, what is this..."

"Sakura Matou cast some kind of Eastern suggestion-type Magecraft on you."

"Damn it, that woman actually..."

"Are you convinced, Lineas?"

"Brother, you... you weren't..."

"Yes, I noticed you were under Sakura Matou's Magecraft during the banquet..."

Lineas's face shifted between anger, embarrassment, and guilt, which finally turned into her apology.

"I'm sorry, Brother. I've embarrassed the El-Melloi family."

"Hmph, embarrassed... Can you be more embarrassed than I am right now..."

He patted his legs, which were currently unable to move. Kischur Zelretch, whose arrogance had been worn away in the Holy Grail War, now appeared no different from before, but in reality, his former pride had long been lost in Fuyuki City.

"Lineas, my future progress might be very difficult. You are the future of the El-Melloi family... Remember everything today, and go learn from Sakura Matou..."

89. Duel Fest... Cheater VS Pinnacle of Modern Magecraft.

March 1993 in London, the season of spring's arrival.

However, on this day, the weather in London was exceptionally cold and gloomy.

A certain manor on the outskirts of London, nearing the border of Oxford, was the opposite of the gloomy weather. It seemed to have become the hottest place in London.

Well-dressed nobles, capitalists in crisp suits exuding the smell of money, as well as teachers, soldiers, and those in strange attire... At this moment, the courtyard of the manor was filled with people, as if a grand event was about to unfold.

Standing amidst the crowd, clenching his fists, Waver, who had also arrived at the manor early in the morning, appeared extremely nervous.

It couldn't be helped. Standing among these people from all walks of life around the world, who were actually Magus, Waver, who hadn't yet found his courage and had never attended such a grand event, was still the transparent figure from the Clock Tower, despite being Kischur Zelretch's disciple.

As Waver nervously scanned the crowd, hoping to find a familiar face to ease his tension, the crowd in the manor suddenly erupted.

"Look... it's the Bartholomello family... And that must be the pinnacle of modern Magus, Lorelei."

"Here they come again... Lord of the General Foundation Department - Trismegistus, Lord of the Individual Foundation Department - Solonius, Lord of the Animal Department - Gaius Leon, Head of the Modern Magecraft Science Department - Dr. Hartless..."

The duel had turned into a grand event. Lords arrived one after another, and famous Magus visited... In less than an hour, almost half of the upper echelon of the Magecraft world had appeared at this manor.

One couldn't help but wonder if it was Lorelei Bartholomello's charm, or the tempting 'fat meat' of the Matou family in Fuyuki City.

As the sun gradually rose overhead, and the chill in the air began to dissipate.

Finally, the other protagonist of this duel made their appearance.

Accompanied by Marisbury, Kischur Zelretch, and Lineas, Sakura Matou, Luó Háo, and Kurumi passed through the manor gates.

Then, under the astonished, surprised, and mocking gazes of countless Magus in the manor, Sakura Matou slowly walked to the only remaining open space.

This was the designated dueling ground.

"Hahahaha... Is the Matou family out of people? Even if you're going to forfeit, do it with some dignity. What's the point of sending a little girl to her death?"

Harsh laughter began to spread wildly through the crowd.

In the eyes of the Magus watching this duel, it had already become a joke.

Sakura Matou winked at Luó Háo, who was about to erupt, stopping him. She ignored the frantic and harsh mockery around her and directly took out the white gloves she had prepared, tossing them towards Lorelei.

"I don't know why we have to throw gloves for a duel, but when in Rome... Sakura Matou, head of the Matou family, hereby challenges you."

Her eyes flashed with anger. Although Lorelei was only 8 years old, like the surrounding mocking Magus, she believed that the Matou family had forfeited the duel and sent a little girl to her death.

"All of you, shut up!"

Her magical power transformed into a gale, instantly sweeping across the entire manor.

All the harsh laughter quieted down at that moment.

Stepping out from the now-silent crowd, she walked onto the designated dueling ground and straight to the white glove Sakura had thrown.

She didn't pick up the glove from the ground and throw it back as tradition dictated.

Lorelei, stopping beside the white glove, looked at Sakura, whose expression was calm, and loudly questioned her.

"Where is Zouken Matou?"

"He's dead."

"Dead!"

"Yes, he's dead. He died over a month ago."

A mocking smile touched Sakura's lips. Then, drawing the wand hidden in her sleeve and toying with it in her hand, she told Lorelei a truth that few would believe.

"Over a month ago... What kind of joke is this!"

"A joke? I'm not joking with you, big sister. My grandfather, Zouken Matou, was furious after I took his position as head of the family and drove him out. He sought revenge, and I killed him over a month ago."

"Then who was Zouken Matou fighting me that day?"

"Oh, him? He was just one of my ordinary subordinates..."

Lorelei was almost furious enough to explode at this moment.

If you're going to lie, at least make it believable! An ordinary subordinate caused me this unprecedented humiliation. What does that make me, the pinnacle of modern magecraft?

Could it be that the Matou family are all monsters?

Although Lorelei no longer wished to continue this "meaningless" duel because of Sakura, after hearing Sakura's words, which she felt were a complete mockery, Lorelei, in her rage, picked up the glove from the ground and threw it at Sakura.

"Matou family... unforgivable!"

"Don't worry, big sister. I'll spare your life..."

The white glove landed.

The duel officially began.

The moment the white glove touched the ground before Sakura, the extremely crude wand in her hand, which many magi wouldn't even consider a Craft Essence, moved.

"Put away your weapon."

Red mana gathered into a lightning-like beam and shot out like an arrow loosed from a bow.

At this single strike, the surrounding crowd let out gasps of astonishment.

The magecraft wasn't particularly refined, and Sakura didn't display any techniques worthy of special note.

But... such crude magecraft could elicit this level of magical reaction and produce such visual effects.

Undoubtedly, they had all misjudged this young girl, Sakura!

Lorelei didn't even bother to dodge Sakura's attack, which she clearly didn't take seriously. While Sakura's displayed skill could barely be considered a first-rate magecraft product in the magecraft world, Lorelei didn't even deign to evade such a level.

She flicked her riding crop upward, instantly forming an invisible magical wind. It then blew up from the ground, unreasonably sending Sakura's released magecraft soaring into the sky.

"As expected of the pinnacle of modern magecraft... impressive!"

Hearing the crowd's various exclamations, Lorelei, who had intended to attack directly and finish off Sakura, suddenly paused. With the thought of having a few more rounds with Sakura to show these "useless people" the power of the El-Melloi family, Lorelei stopped her spell.

Instead, she extended her other hand and beckoned Sakura with her index finger.

"Continue... little Matou girl."

Sakura smiled at Lorelei's provocation.

"As you wish, big sister... Avada Kedavra!"

PS: Only two chapters today... Sorry. One more chapter will be posted around 6 PM.

90. Magecraft Clash, Cheater VS Pinnacle of Modern Magecraft (2)

"As you wish, big sister... Avada Kedavra!"

With malice in her heart, killing intent arose.

The Yellow Court Scripture within her instantly circulated, and malice surged forth.

As the most vicious of the three unforgivable curses in the Harry Potter system, it is essentially a curse with a certain degree of instant death capability. Avada Kedavra is considered high-level magecraft even in the Type-Moon world.

A sickly green light, accompanied by gasps from the surrounding crowd, shot out like a whip made of lightning along the direction Sakura's wand pointed, directly at Lorelei.

Lorelei's expression changed at this attack.

She began to wave her riding crop incessantly, and waves of magical wind began to furiously blow against the sickly green lightning.

However, compared to before, Lorelei's move was no longer as effective against the Avada Kedavra spell.

Although it caused a partial deflection of Avada Kedavra, this deflection was quickly corrected by Sakura through her wand.

Ultimately... Lorelei had no choice but to move and, in a move to save herself and attack, launched a counterattack against Sakura.

Sharp wind blades flew towards Sakura one after another.

Just like Lorelei, Sakura also began to move her 'little short legs'.

"This little kid has some skills, to make Lorelei take this seriously..."

Shame. This was shame.

This was a disgrace to Bartholomello. To be forced to move against such a little girl.

Lorelei, already agitated by the 'Zouken Matou' incident, combined with Sakura's 'provocation' before the duel began, had a double whammy. Arrogance was deeply ingrained in Lorelei, and she immediately got stuck in a rut.

Completely ignoring the strength Sakura displayed.

Lorelei, who only felt she was losing face and bringing shame to the Bartholomello lineage, began to attack with increasing frequency.

She moved with exquisite footwork.

Having studied under Luó Háo for over half a month, Sakura had already achieved some success in the martial arts. Facing Lorelei's growing impatience and her chaotic, unpatterned attacks, Sakura was not easily hit.

Even though she was only six years old and still had 'little short legs'.

The more she missed, the more impatient Lorelei became.

Seeing that even a downpour of wind blades couldn't hit Sakura, who danced through them like a butterfly flitting through flowers.

Lorelei not only had to face the threat of Sakura's Avada Kedavra, but she also had the illusion that the surrounding crowd was looking at her strangely.

No longer satisfied with basic Magecraft like wind blades, she clenched her small fists.

"Break, break, break, shatter for me..."

With each "break," a gust of wind shot out from Lorelei's fist.