Kiiing-!

A blue flash erupted from Theo’s fingertip. Magic Bullet could now penetrate 6th Circle defense spells, and the spell’s execution was so fast that even a sword master’s aura might be delayed by one beat.

However, it didn’t do any good against this target.

Seimei grinned. “Whoa, whoa. Don’t be so angry. Calm down. Is this a story that can’t be discussed among men?”

He’d erased Theo’s Magic Bullet without leaving a trace. He hadn’t blocked or deflected, but rather just obliterated the projectile entirely. The 7th Circle Dispel shouldn’t have been faster than Magic Bullet, but Seimei’s hand gestures had almost been lazy. It was like a cold shower to Theo.

Seimei seemed to realize Theo’s irritation as he continued smugly, “Your body doesn’t have any physical problems, so it needs to be approached from a mental point of view.”

Theo asked curtly, “Does this have anything to do with the Earth Test?”

“Uhuh! Young man, that question is really stupid!”

Theo was sick of Seimei’s voice, but Seimei started to rave about the meaning of the Heaven, Earth, and Human test.

“Men are yang and women are yin. The Art of Onmyōdō is also about the harmony between man and woman, so why are you ashamed? You shouldn’t have...