I Will Always Be a Partner of Justice

"Barely counts," Shirou said.

Wei Bo sighed and said, "It's so easy... how cunning!"

"Cunning? If you rely too much on this ability, you will stop moving forward. That is the real shame." Shirou said.

Webb asked, "So, how did Heine Istari die?"

"Yes--"

Before he finished speaking, Shirou frowned, quickly reached out and grabbed Weber's tie, pulling him over.

The next moment, in the pitch-black mist, dazzling lights shone, and several arrows of light landed on the place where Weber was standing.

"Rumble rumble—"

The arrow of light exploded, directly shattering the steps, and the broken stones fell into the valley like meteors.

Weber's face was full of cold sweat. If Shirou hadn't pulled him just now, even if he hadn't been pierced by the arrow of light, he would have fallen into the valley and died.

Shirou turned his head away and looked at the black mist.

"that is……"

Weber followed suit, frowning involuntarily.

In the overflowing black mist, several baby-like angels held yellow arrows and showed holy smiles, as if they were not the ones who attacked earlier.

"Evil Spirit." Weber said solemnly.

He was not deceived by the angelic appearance of these things, these were "spirits" and "evil spirits" at that.

"Hee hee hee……"

These evil spirits gave out gentle and holy smiles, and then drew their bows and arrows, ready to shoot.

However, before they attacked, Shirou's [Evil] was one step ahead, engulfing these evil spirits like a sea tide.

Shirou shook hands——

"Crack-"

The soft [evil] mud was held tightly for an instant, crushing all the evil spirits trapped in it into pieces, and dissipating like spirit particles.

"Grivan Ashburn is not a necromancer, how could there be evil spirits here?" Weber frowned.

Shirou said: "There are many subjects that magicians study. It is hard to guarantee that the owner of this stripped city, Griven Ashburn, did not study necromancer magic. And he is still with that Orlok Sisamond, Did you study butterfly magic together? If you prepared to be resurrected before you were alive, it would not be strange to study necromancer magic."

"Then, was Heine Istari killed by these evil spirits?" Weber asked.

Shirou shook his head, and said, "These evil spirits are nothing, what really killed him was an attack from another dimension."

"Another dimension..." Wei Bo was taken aback for a moment, and then his brows were tightly furrowed.

The two walked down the stairs slowly.

Down below are the sewers, which immediately fill with filthy stagnant water.

Weber stepped in, and his trouser legs were immediately wet, stained with dirty water.

But when Shirou fell in, [Evil] emerged, but it wrapped his legs and separated the dirty water.

This made Weber a little envious, but helpless.

This is something unique in this world, something that only belongs to Shirou who bears and accepts 【Evil】.

The two walked out of the waterway and set foot on the land next to them.

"This...this is..."

Weber frowned.

This underground workshop is full of broken arms and limbs, broken organs, dripping with blood, as if you have come to the legendary temple of blood.

Weber discovered the severed arm with the [Living Stone] armor, and he frowned, and said, "It seems that Heine Istari was killed here."

"The magician is very serious and cautious. On the way to find the Holy Grail, he was the first to discover this underground magic workshop. To ensure safety, he even called the magister of Lord Barthamero. Unfortunately, he The enemy we are facing is not something a magician can deal with," Shirou said.

Weber asked: "If it's just about combat power... then you shouldn't be looking for me. My combat power is the lowest among all of them. That is to say, you need the assistance of my magic knowledge?"

"Good." Shirou nodded.

"Hoo ho ho ho--"

In the darkness, there was the roar of a beast.

stomping on...

The sound of heavy footsteps approaching from far away.

Then a huge, chariot-like black beast slowly walked out from the dark corridor, staring at Shirou and Weber with ferocious eyes.

"Is that also the guard force that defends this magic workshop?" Weber asked.

Shirou nodded and said, "The beasts made by magicians are nothing more than those evil spirits, and they are nothing to worry about."

"Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho Ho-!!!"

The pitch-black beast roared and rushed towards the two as if its territory had been invaded by someone.