"Nervous?" Shirou froze for a moment, then patted his head and said, "Yes! Nervous! Actually, I am very nervous!"

Jeanne: "..."

Didn't see it at all!

Leticia whispered, "Mr. Black Assassin doesn't seem to be nervous at all. I'm already very scared in this situation."

"After all, it is the king." Joan of Arc said.

However, think about it too.

Joan of Arc recalled how Shirou prevented the decisive battle between Karna and Arjuna, and how he bullied Atalanta and destroyed Achilles... The so-called skilled man is bold, and it is true that he wants to make him nervous. It's a little difficult.

The three of them walked towards the depths.

Every time Shirou walked a certain distance, he left behind a mass of [evil] mud, which was injected with magic power and ignited, illuminating the way he came from.

Although it is necessary to accumulate magic power, the magic power to ignite the fire is still not lacking.

The most important thing is that he made up a lot of money before, and now he has a little wealth on hand.

The underground of Vasha City is full of twists and turns, which makes people feel confused.

Shirou asked Jeanne to be the guide, let her play the role of "revelation" and lead them forward.

"Da da da……"

In the dead silence, there were only three footsteps.

suddenly--

"Crack!"

There was a strange sound under Mash's feet.

When Mash looked down, she was frightened and trembled, her face turned pale.

She stepped on a bloody hand.

Not only that, when Shirou removed the darkness of the road ahead and revealed the real scene, Joan couldn't help covering her mouth, and Shirou couldn't help frowning.

Dead bodies litter the sewers.

Broken organs, bones with minced meat, and a pile of moldy minced meat.

There are thick blood stains on the two walls of the passage.

"Too much..." Jeanne pursed her lips.

She is undoubtedly a kind and lawful camp. Seeing this kind of scene, how can she not get angry?

The principles she set for herself, as a Ruler, were first to keep the Holy Grail War going on in an orderly manner, and second to try to protect ordinary people from persecution.

Matthew's face was also a little pale.

She once heard some seniors say that not all heroic spirits are friendly, and some heroic spirits regard human life as nothing.In order to fulfill one's Noble Phantasm, or achieve one's long-cherished wish, it is not surprising that one would do cruel things.

And this time, she finally witnessed it with her own eyes.

Shirou didn't speak, but his face became more serious, and he let the two of them move on.

The light on Shirou's body was very bright.

However, it is not enough to dispel the darkness of the road ahead.

"Shua, Shua, Shua"

It sounded like the sound of pages turning.

"Crash, blah, blah"

There was also the sound of something swimming in the water.

Shirou squinted his eyes, and called the two of them to quickly catch up.

Passing through the narrow corridor, there is an endless darkness.

Even the light on Shirou's body was not enough to illuminate the darkness around him.

It's so dark!Mash looked around, and subconsciously moved closer to Shirou.

Joan held the flag tightly in her hand.

"Go ahead," Shirou said.

But the sound that came out had a dull feeling.

Shirou frowned, and continued to explore with the two of them.

Up and down, front and back, in all directions, it was dark, and I couldn't see clearly.

Even the light on Shirou's body couldn't illuminate this darkness.

"This doesn't look like a sewer pipe." Matthew said subconsciously.

"What do you say, Master?" Shirou asked.

Matthew said: "My natural sense of direction and time is very good... We walked forward for ten minutes before, and then walked left for twelve minutes. But we didn't touch the wall, it was too spacious...it didn't seem like The sewer pipes are like a city instead."

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