Editing Failing Witch:Volume3 Episode4 (section)

===Part 6===

It took the form of light.

Colossal beams of light shot from three points in Temple School City and flew toward a single point in the night sky.

“?”

The assassin gasped.

It was only for a moment, but she was definitely left dumbfounded.

She immediately rolled her broom to make a quick turn, but the pair of isosceles triangle drones weren’t fast enough. No, she had intentionally placed them in front of her so piercing them would subtly redirect the beams’ paths, allowing her to just barely avoid a direct hit.

Not even a trio of Limit Breakers could defeat her.

But the attack hadn’t been a waste. The beret and glasses woman had used herself and the two triangles to form the Three Aspects. Her witchcraft was thrown off balance.

And Viocia, Dorothea, and Melehe’s great triangle remained intact.

This was the best chance they would ever have.

Out ahead, Adelaide Weaponbay Sanctuary pointed the nose of her broom up for a rapid ascent. Her intent was clear. Dorothea’s bisA was specialized for ground attack and Melehe’s bisMR was a multirole broom, so neither of them could reach extreme altitudes.

This was meant to break apart their formation.

“Viocia!!”

“I know. I won’t let her get away!!”

Only Viocia Modestlucky remained.

Only her super acceleration could reach the pure night sky where not even the rain clouds were allowed.

Fortunately, the Three Aspects magic structure could remain intact even at a distance.

They couldn’t fight together, but Viocia’s own specs were being boosted.

“Aristocratic society is complex. Far more than you know.”

A voice spread across the frigid night sky.

This was the assassin’s will.

Her voice was emotionless, yet it seemed to carry powerful resentment.

“The political world is complicated enough as it is, so do you have any idea how many will be lost if witches show up and start breaking the rules with their witchcraft? ''I know the answer all too well after making that very mistake.'' The political world needs only one witch. I will not allow any more lest you throw off my carefully-crafted calculations.”

Adelaide Weaponbay Sanctuary flew in a wide curve. At this rate, they would reach each other head on.

Like a penalty shoot-out in soccer.

But a head-on approach in a dogfight required the kicker and the goalkeeper to read each other’s actions at the same time.

“Viocia, focus on your relative speed. When you reach each other, it’ll happen in an instant! Don’t let your eyes betray which way you’ll evade. If she can predict that, she’ll blast you to pieces!!”

No response.

They were at the center point of the vast circular lake.

That meant they were directly above Maleficium.

Maybe that was why.

“…”

In that moment, Viocia Modestlucky gulped. She was looking at something as she sharply operated her broom. But not at the enemy out ahead. Her eyes were probably on something else.

Something that had previously been hidden behind a white veil of diamond dust.

That had long been the goal of the inexperienced witch in training.

It was an unbelievably huge buildi-

“Viocia!! There’s no time to get distracted!!!”

“!?”

The situation was already underway.

The beret and glasses woman was already right in front of them. With the nose of her broom directed at them. Instead of trying to get on their tail, she was on a collision course.

Viocia couldn’t escape this time.

After using Formula Broom – Wittenberg to extract the necessary knowledge from Earth, the witch exam student muttered something under her breath. A pale light appeared at her right fingertip.

This time, she stared straight ahead.

The two witches approached like old-fashioned jousters riding their horses toward each other with massive lances at the ready.

It was one against one.

Viocia vs. Adelaide.

Yagoro held his breath.

Time seemed to slow to a crawl.

And.

Then.

They were past.

Adelaide’s broom shattered behind Viocia. Its pieces scattered into the sky and the woman herself was thrown into the night sky without the blessings of magic.

(Viocia won!! She actually hit her in that crucial moment!)

Viocia had her hands full regaining full control of her broom. Seated behind her, Yagoro twisted around to observe things behind them.

And he tensed.

Their eyes met.

The beret and glasses woman was becoming a shooting star along with her shattered broom, but she was still holding her palm out this way.

A sharp spike-like spindle shot out, drawing out a trail of light.

That was the deadly curse.

She no longer cared about her own fate. Professional to the end, she would complete the assassination. Even though she shouldn’t have any reason for that dedication.

(That bastard.)

That was the guardian of the old and outdated aristocratic patriarchy.

A collaborator for an age that thoroughly rejected the female witches. A traitor to all witches.

It had seemed unnatural for her to seem so detached about it all.

(That isn’t Adelaide at all. It was hard to tell because he’s been using that body for so long…but is that actually Voland Faust?)

But with her broom broken, even that would end. The beret and glasses woman would be freed from Voland Faust and the assassin who had become a part of this world’s system would be no more.

Although it looked like Yagoro’s reward for saving the world would be receiving one final attack.

He clenched his teeth in preparation for the coming impact. Their positioning meant Viocia wouldn’t be able to avoid this even if he tapped her on the shoulder to warn her right away. Fortunately, this attack had been made after the witches passed by. He could just sit here and it would hit him, not his student.

And that aside, it was finally over. Except…

He was suddenly twisted around.

Because Viocia Modestlucky had swung her broom about.

It should have been Yagoro. It was meant to hit him.

But Viocia noticed at the last second and forcibly shifted their positions so it hit her instead.

She had done it on purpose.

To protect him.