The Miracle of Resurrection
The employees who couldn't escape struggled in the flames, their screams, cries, and pleas for help mingling together.
Mash Kyrielight still held her shield aloft, but the purple phantom of the city wall trembled violently under the impact of the flames, threatening to shatter at any moment.
"Senior, let's go!"
"Mash Kyrielight..."
"Run!"
Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mash Kyrielight turned around and ran towards the other end of the corridor.
She stopped after running only a few steps.
She remembered the necklace, the communication necklace that Higashino Makoto had given her.
She always wore it around her neck, but never used it.
She lowered her head and looked at the necklace that gleamed silver in the firelight.
Then she took it.
"Mr. Higashino... save Chaldea."
Her voice trembled.
The necklace lit up, and a simple byte was emitted from it.
"Good."
A spatial rift opened up in the center of the cafeteria.
The pitch-black opening expanded from the center to both sides, like an eye that was opening.
Higashino Makoto emerged from the rift.
His feet made a soft clicking sound as they hit the floor.
Her long, silvery-white hair swayed gently in the heat, and her dark robe was spotless.
He looked around.
The employees lying in pools of blood, the corridors engulfed in flames, the equipment shattered in the explosion.
He saw Leonardo da Vinci lying on the ground with a fist-sized hole in his chest, blood flowing out and spreading into a small water stain on the floor.
He saw Anastasia; she stood at the corner of the corridor, her long silver hair flowing in the icy blue light.
The wind and snow howled around her, like soldiers surrounding a queen.
He saw Kirei Kotomine, his hands hanging at his sides, his priest's robe stained with golden blood.
He saw Koyanskaya; she stood at the door of the control room, her long pink hair gleaming dimly in the firelight.
Higashino Makoto raised his hand.
The aura of the Law Demon King surged from his palm and spread in all directions.
The laws governing everything in his path were distorted, and everything around him was brought into his grasp.
Anastasia's fingers twitched, and the "V" power in her arms began to spread, sending ice spikes flying from her fingertips toward Higashino Makoto.
The icicles began to melt in mid-air because the laws had been rewritten; ice would inevitably melt into water.
Anastasia's pupils contracted; she tried to back away, but her body wouldn't move.
The power I received from Mio was still too omnipotent: altering the laws, causing the death of all things, and creating nothingness.
With ten types of angels and a reversed demon king, it can almost be called omnipotent.
Higashino Makoto walked up to her, reached out, and grabbed her by the neck.
He lifted her body off the ground, her feet dangling in mid-air, her hands gripping his wrists, her nails digging into his skin, but to no avail.
His skin was as hard as steel, her nails broke, and blood seeped from between her fingers.
"Seal up."
The power of the Michael surged from her palm, transforming into chains that bound her body.
Her spirit origin was sealed, her Noble Phantasm was blocked, and she could no longer move.
Higashino Makoto released her grip, and her body fell to the ground with a dull thud.
She lay there, her eyes still open, but her pupils unfocused.
Well, actually it would be better to just kill him, but since he used to like the princess quite a bit, I'll spare his life.
He turned around and looked at Kirei Kotomine.
Kirei Kotomine stood still, without moving, his expression unchanged, like a statue.
"Now you."
Kirei Kotomine's lips curled up slightly, a hint of pleasure in them.
"Looks like... I've bitten off more than I can chew."
Higashino Makoto did not answer.
He raised his hand, and the "Void" of the Void Demon King condensed in his palm, transforming into a black dagger that flew towards Kirei Kotomine.
Kirei Kotomine did not dodge. The moment the "Void" approached, his body began to disintegrate, starting from his arms, turning into grayish-white powder and dissipating into the air.
He didn't scream; he just stood there, looking at Higashino Makoto, a smile still playing on his lips.
"Interesting."
His body completely dissipated.
Higashino Makoto turned around and looked at Koyanskaya.
She stood at the door of the control room, holding a gun in her hand, the muzzle pointed in his direction, the smile still lingering on her lips, but the smile had already frozen.
Higashino Makoto walked up to her, took the gun from her hand, and she did not resist, her heart screaming wildly.
Why do such monsters still exist in Chaldea?!
"Now you."
Koyanskaya's lips parted slightly.
"Wait... I can explain... I was forced..."
"Need not."
The power of the Michael surged from her palms, and chains bound her body.
If it were a fully evolved human evil, he certainly couldn't handle it like this, but since it was just a juvenile, Higashino Makoto was confident he could resolve the situation at any time.
Higashino Makoto turned around, looked at the Chaldea group, and walked over.
"Mr. Higashino..."
"It's alright now."
He raised his hand, and a pale golden light emanated from his palm, spreading in all directions.
Where the light touched, those who had fallen to the ground stood up.
The wounds healed, the charred skin regrowed, and the broken bones rejoined.
Leonardo da Vinci opened her eyes. She sat up and looked down at her chest.
The fist-sized hole was gone, and her skin was smooth as ever. She reached out and touched it; her fingertips felt warm, supple skin.
She was looking at Higashino Makoto.
"Oh~ it's a resurrection? Thank you so much."
Higashino Makoto nodded.
He turned around and looked at the employees who were getting up from the ground.
Their faces still showed fear, shock, and the bewilderment of surviving a catastrophe.
"Get up, all of you. Don't lie on the ground."
No one spoke; everyone seemed still immersed in the shock of being brought back from the dead.
Gordolf Musik crawled out of the ruins of the control room, covered in dust and with a few strands of his hair singed. He looked at Higashino Makoto, his mouth opening and closing.
"Who... who are you?"
"Higashino Makoto, you should ask the doctor or Leonardo da Vinci about the specifics."
He turned around, took a few steps, stopped, and didn't look back.
"Fujimaru Ritsuka."
"Exist."
"Come on, there's something I need to talk to you about."
He continued walking forward.
Utaha followed behind him. Fujimaru Ritsuka watched his back, took a deep breath, and then followed.
Mash Kyrielight followed behind Fujimaru Ritsuka, their footsteps echoing down the corridor.
Leonardo da Vinci stood there, watching his employees crawl out of the rubble.
"Don't just stand there, get back to what you're doing."
Sherlock Holmes stood beside her, a pipe in his hand.
"Leonardo da Vinci."
"Um."
"It's a miracle of coming back from the dead! Who exactly is that person...?"
Who knows?
Leonardo da Vinci turned around and looked in the direction where Higashino Makoto had disappeared.
"Wow, this guy Higashino- kun, is ridiculously strong."
In the corridor, Higashino Makoto walked ahead, with Fujimaru Ritsuka following behind.
"Mr. Higashino, thank you. You've saved us again."
"You're welcome."
Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't ask any further questions. She simply quickened her pace, walked to his side, and walked alongside him.