"Mr. Nanook sure was busy today."
It wasn't strange for Aoko to catch Preservation's eye. After all, she was the quintessential Japanese protagonist—the sort of person who, so long as her sense of justice remained intact, would always stand on the front lines against the destruction of the world.
And Destruction...
It was probably because of the Fifth Magic's disruption of the "order of time." On top of that, this woman truly possessed a talent for destruction. Her Magic Bullet techniques were even simpler and more brutal than those of a lowborn mage like him. From her girlhood until now, she still relied on the same approach: overwhelming force that shattered everything.
"I was wondering why I hadn't heard any news about you in the magecraft world lately. You little punk actually left Earth without saying a word?"
Aoko hooked one arm around Shirou Emiya's neck and spoke with obvious displeasure.
"There was such a fun place, and you didn't call me right away?"
"I was scouting the place out first."
"You thought I'd believe that?"
The arm around his neck gradually tightened, already developing toward a chokehold. Shirou patted her wrist with a helpless smile.
"This place isn't nearly as peaceful as Earth. Monsters that destroy continents and shatter planets and star systems are everywhere."
"Even an old man like Zelretch wouldn't gain much of an advantage here, much less you with your unpracticed Fifth Magic. Restoring those buildings just now was obviously difficult for you, wasn't it?"
"It was fine. The Great Source Mana here is absurdly abundant. After those two guys helped me push open those two doors, controlling energy seemed to become much easier."
"Those guys are called Aeons, gods of philosophical concepts standing at the very peak of the Paths."
"If those old fogies at