On the top of a mountain in the suburbs of Fuyuki, Evan held up a telescope and looked in the direction of the Tohsaka family. Next to him was a military armored vehicle with a missile launcher on it that was still emitting residual heat.
Seeing the shield wall that was dim and damaged but still maintained, Evan curled his lips and said, "As expected of the legendary Noble Phantasm King, he even has so many shields?"
After all, I had prepared carefully and used 80% of my magic power to strengthen the missile bombardment, but it was completely blocked by a few shields. I could only sigh that after all, that was the setting of Type-Moon, the older the better.
It's like you have an appointment to duel with someone, and the guy opposite you is swinging his sword around with a whizzing wind, and you pull out your gun and bang. You want to tell him that times have changed, but unexpectedly he just laughs and uses his enchanted vest to block your pistol bullet.
Alas, I must have done something wrong in pursuing science in the Type-Moon world.
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