A certain crossover anime's nuclear-powered sword immortal

As for black magicians like Gilles de Rais, their magic workshops would naturally not take aesthetics into consideration.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance to the sewer, Shirou immediately smelled a nauseating stench of blood.

The depths of the sewers are more like a magical mirror, where aquatic monsters with countless tentacles live in the narrow pipes, waiting to strangle any unfortunate intruders.

Looking at these monsters, Shirou couldn't help but recall some scenes from doujinshi. The resemblance between the two was surprisingly high, causing his lips to twitch slightly.

Karna could tell that Shirou had a bad impression of these monsters, so he brandished his spear and walked ahead to clear a path for him.

Blood-stained fragments of the monster, torn apart by the swiftly moving spear, littered the sewers as Shirou walked through the space filled with a strong, stench.

Continuing onward, we arrived at the deepest part of the sewer. In the darkness, the crystal ball at the center, radiating light, was particularly eye-catching.

Caster's complex defensive formation was easily broken by Karna's signature move, "Magic Burst (Fire): A".

"This is Caster's magic workshop. If a magician came here alone, he probably wouldn't be able to leave alive."

After all, there are no magic disguises or magic traps here.

There were quite a few monsters and other 'minions', which would naturally pose a threat to ordinary magicians, but to Karna, they were really just 'minions'.

Moreover, Caster can hardly be considered a magician in the true sense of the word.

He was able to assume this rank entirely because of the textbooks he possessed.

Gilles de Rais, as Marshal of France, should have the rank of Saber, not Caster.

He has never been exposed to magic since birth, let alone mastered it himself.

After Joan of Arc's death, Gilles de Rais had only one thought on his mind: to resurrect Joan of Arc.

He believed that Joan of Arc's faith had abandoned her, so he pinned his hopes on blasphemous black magic in an attempt to resurrect her.

Gilles de Rais, however, did not possess the talent to become a magician, so this "Snail City Manual" became the source of Gilles de Rais's black magic.

The "Snail City Text" actually has an even more resounding name: the "R'lyeh Text".

Apart from the fact that the original manuscript was written in a language from before humankind, all other details are unknown.

There was also a previous manuscript that was written

This viewpoint is found on clay tablets.

It is said that it contains the method to summon a god from another world.

In the Cthulhu Mythos, it is a grimoire that can be ranked alongside the Necronomicon. It is written in R'lyeh and was used by ancient priests and magicians.

It's actually quite easy to see that Gilles de Rais in the animation doesn't have any other attack moves besides summoning deep-sea monsters with Cthulhu-esque elements.

The reason is that the sole purpose of the "Snail Annihilation City Text" is to summon deep-sea monsters through a medium to fight against enemies.

Although these deep-sea monsters are not as powerful as Servants, the "Snail Annihilation City Tome" is a huge magical core, so Gilles de Rais, who possesses this treasure, is not afraid of a war of attrition.

Furthermore, the lost sea monster corpses can be used as a medium to summon new sea monsters, so Gilles de Rais can gradually wear down his opponents.

Furthermore, if he were not bound by the control of the sea monster, Gilles de Rais could even summon a giant sea monster hundreds of meters tall.

As Shirou's mind raced through all the information about Gilles de Rais, his gaze swept across the dimly lit sewer space, but he found no sign of any hostages.

"This is indeed Caster's magic workshop... but Caster isn't here..."

Chapter 18 Am I the Weak One?

It seems we've alerted them a bit.

Shirou thought to himself.

However, there was nothing he could do about it. He had originally planned to take the initiative, but Caster just happened to be out of his magic workshop.

Logically speaking, after killing Ryunosuke Uryu, Caster, who has lost her Master, should need a supply of magic power.

Judging from Caster's methods, he is very likely to capture a large number of ordinary people and use their lives as the magic to continue existing in the world.

The power of the "Snail Annihilation City Text" can indeed accomplish this.

However, it now seems that things are different from what I had imagined.

"It's also possible that they're looking for other magicians to form alliances with, but would any magician actually accept Caster?"

Caster's style and personality are simply beyond the control of ordinary magicians, and there are very few magicians among those who participated in the Holy Grail War who could accept Caster.

There are others similar to them, but they are all dead now.

"In that case, we'll have to think of another way."

Shirou ordered Karna to destroy the magic workshop there, and then left immediately.

Not long after leaving Caster's hideout, Shirou encountered two familiar faces on the shore.

"Huh? That child wasn't there during the day...!?"

……

The combination of Irisviel and Saber is always captivating.

Although Irisviel had dressed in what she considered to be very ordinary clothes, she seemed to have some misunderstanding about what ordinary people's clothing was. Her white, luxurious attire and otherworldly demeanor were something that ordinary people could not possess.

After all, although Irisviel was only about nine years old when she was born, and in some ways only nine years old, she had been receiving a lot of magical knowledge and the etiquette of the nobles in Einzbern Castle all these years.

This knowledge subtly influenced Irisviel's every move, making it impossible for her to act like an ordinary person who had never been to the upper class.

As for Saber, needless to say, she is the Queen of Britain. Although she looks like she is still fifteen years old, her age and experience have long surpassed any adult. Even an ordinary person cannot compare with her in their entire life.

Passersby often only need to linger on her face for a second before they can't look away, and even after she leaves their sight, they will still look at her back with lingering affection.

Irisviel and Saber completely ignored the stares of those around them, and continued to explore the city, leaving their footprints in the bustling streets, shops, parks and other places.

And so, night fell quickly, the sun disappeared below the horizon, and dusk painted the sky a fiery red.

As she gazed at the incredibly beautiful sunset, Irisviel's eyes became somewhat mesmerized.

"If only time could slow down a little..."

She murmured to herself.

Because she knew perfectly well that once night fell, the city would descend into a state of peril, and she and Saber would have no choice but to begin fighting.

Irisviel doesn't actually like fighting. She asked Saber about it, and Saber gave the same answer: she also doesn't like fighting.

"But... sometimes we have no choice..."

Fate seems to be playing tricks on people, always giving them a little happiness before casting down more suffering, and then, when people are suffering, giving them a little happiness again as if it were charity.

Whether it's Illya or Saber, their fates seem to have been predetermined from the moment they were born.

"I'm just... feeling a little unwell."

Irisviel looked at the setting sun that had finally disappeared below the horizon and spoke with some sadness.

"How many people can actually wait until sunset..."

“There’s no need to be so sentimental, Irisviel. You still have Ilya.”

Saber was unaware of Illya's condition, and therefore did not realize that her words were tantamount to rubbing salt into a wound, but Irisviel looked at her with a gentle smile.

"Yes, you're right. In order to go back and see Ilya again, we must win."

The sadness was hidden away, placed in a place where it was difficult for others to notice.

Seeing Irisviel's smiling expression, Saber immediately assumed that Irisviel had regained her composure.

“Let’s go to the beach,” Irisviel suddenly suggested.

"Um, okay."

Saber nodded.

Although I had said before that I shouldn't waste too much time, I ended up playing with Irisviel until evening.

Saber couldn't help but smile wryly. She was the type of person who responded better to gentleness than force. If she faced a tough enemy, she would draw her sword without hesitation and tear them to pieces. But she found it hard to refuse Irisviel's direct coquettishness.

They walked together in the seaside park, came to the beach, felt the gentle sea breeze, and listened to the sound of the waves crashing in.

The sea breeze tousled Irisviel's beautiful silver hair, making her strands dance in the air like shooting stars.

"You know what, Saber, this is the first time I've ever seen the sea."

Irisviel gazed mesmerized at the seemingly endless sea and spoke to Saber in a low voice.

Saber couldn't help but give a wry smile.

"In my time, there were only enemies on the other side of the sea."

That single sentence was enough for Irisviel to imagine what Saber's impression of the sea must be like.

"Is that so... I'm sorry, Saber."

“It’s alright, Irisviel. You don’t know these things, and it’s not your fault. It’s always been the invaders’ fault.”

Saber gently shook her head.

"It's almost time, let's go meet up."

Irisviel nodded upon hearing this.

"Well, let's go."

The two walked together, intending to leave.

Suddenly, they saw two figures walking towards them.

"Huh? That child wasn't there during the day...!?"

Irisviel was the first to exclaim in surprise.

Saber, following Irisviel's gaze, saw Shirou leading Karna toward the Miwakawa Bridge.

Saber couldn't help but show a surprised expression when she noticed the Command Seals on the back of Shirou's hand.

"We already unexpectedly ran into each other during the day..."

Shirou shrugged upon hearing their words and joked.

"Fortunately, the Holy Grail War is usually held at night, otherwise I might have been killed by you guys."

Shirou was just joking, but Saber spoke with a serious expression.

"I will never lay a hand on the weak!"