The Choice of Fate Comes to Night

"Is it information about the Holy Grail War?"

Lancelot easily understood my purpose.

"Yes. After ten years of research, Sister Medea has almost understood the principles of the Holy Grail War—though I don't expect to compare with Sister Medea who has the title of'Witch', but Relatively speaking, because the original Holy Grail War was based on alchemy and magic, so as long as there is enough information and time, I should be able to understand and interpret its composition-after all, the principle of the Holy Grail War What? I once heard Sister Medea talk about it piecemeal."

After comparing the length of the corridors on the first floor and the second floor, I judged that there should be two hidden compartments on the second floor-if I guess correctly, it should be the magic workshop leading to the underground.

But the magic workshop is not my purpose.

In fact, I have already found the destination I came to with Tosaka this time-Makiri's data room.

Because the foundation of the Matong family is insect technique, the magic workshop must be much darker and wetter than other places. Such an environment is not suitable for preservation even for paper or the like attached to preserve magic. Good place.

Therefore, the magic workshop of the Jian Tong family should be separated from the place where the materials are stored.

Tosaka's goal is Ma Tong Zangyan, and my goal is these materials.

"OK, that's it. I didn't expect the Jian Tong family to pay attention to these things at all. Or did they just give up because the children have fallen?"

I easily searched for the parts I needed from the large stack of files and documents that exuded the old atmosphere. I couldn't help but help me because I was so easy to find data that was not encrypted at all.

Comparing to the cipher magic record written by Sister Medea in ancient Greek, the interpretation method must be combined with the sentence structure of God’s words. This kind of information is only written in the magician’s common secret language. The content is only a matter of minutes-of course, for ordinary people who have not received a magician education system at all, these materials are completely incomprehensible babble.

"Is it because you think it's impossible for ordinary people to be interested in this?"

After quietly turning around the entire data room, Lancelot, who stood quietly in the corner of the room, said.

"It's also possible. After all, only a few people know the Holy Grail War."

Nodded, I agreed with Lancelot’s speculation. I sorted out the information in my hand and stuffed it into my schoolbag. "Anyway, this thing is useless to them. Take it back and study it slowly. Okay. Well, look at your expression...Lance, did you find anything?"

"It's just a mechanism."

Seeing me walking to his side, after Lancelot clicked somewhere on the wall beside him, the gray-white wall reversed inward, revealing the steps leading down, "I compared the first floor with On the layout drawing of the second floor, it was found that there were two blank spaces in the composition of the second floor-this should be one of the institutions."

"It should be the magic workshop leading to Matsumoto's house."

After standing at the entrance of the passage and making judgments, I glanced at Lancelot unexpectedly, "How did you find out?"

"The architectural style of this building is imitation of the British style, so it is easy to speculate about similar institutions."

Lancelot smiled, "After all, the organs in the palace are much more complicated than here, is Amemiya going down?"

"Well, since you found it, go down and have a look."

I am noncommittal.

Of course, this is also because I am curious about what the magic workshop of the Tong family will look like—after all, I am not an orthodox magician, and I don't have my own magic workshop.

And speaking of the formal magic workshop, I only met Medea alone. As for the woman Lancer... To be honest, although alchemy can still be used occasionally, she still uses hers more often. Fists and weapons =.=|||

Lancelot shrugged his shoulders and followed me down the stairs without objection.

The tunnel that hovered downward was filled with humid air-with an unbearably rancid smell.

Damp stone steps, dark green moss.

The numerous openings in the wall should have been prepared for burying the dead.

The corpse contained in the sarcophagus just decayed and weathered in the damp darkness, forming an empty cave as if waiting for a dead body to be broken down.

It is exactly like the burial method on the ground, but it can be judged at a glance that the body that decomposes here is not mud, but countless stupid bugs.

"..."

Just standing at the entrance of the passage, when I was about to suppress the nausea, I stood behind Lancelot and seemed to take a breath.

The light in the basement is similar to a ghost fire, so the whole environment feels quite... uncomfortable at the moment.

On the floor of the secret room, something was constantly moving.

That is, the worms that wriggle constantly in the cracks of the floor, reflecting green and black light.

This kind of space where there is only rotten moisture, permeated stench and a group of useless bugs, what there is here, is just feeding bugs, increasing bugs, and exercising bugs.

The magic workshop of the Ma Tong's family turned out to be constructed like this, which surprised me, and only felt disgusting.

"Snapped!"

Frowning, I squinted my eyes and snapped my fingers.

A crimson flame exploded beside me and Lancelot-this didn't even require magic, just used alchemy to adjust the oxygen concentration in the surrounding air.

Sorry, the bugs that had crawled along the gap in the floor fled one after another.

And at this time, from the other side, Tosaka's "Huh" was heard-obviously, she and Archer should have come down from the other side.

"When I was looking for information, I accidentally found the channel, but after I got down, I saw this disgusting thing."

After nodding in the direction of Tosaka, I faintly said, "My main purpose here is already here. If you continue to stay here to visit, then you will be yours. I will go back first."

"You had already made up your mind to come to Ma Tong's house from the beginning, right?"

It seemed that it was because I was too disgusted with the stupid bugs under my feet, Tosaka said to me through an empty secret room, "Why do you use my name?"

"Because the Tosaka family is in charge of Fuyuki City, isn't it?"

I calmly gave someone a high hat, "Borrowing the name of the Tosaka family, even if you take any information from the Matsuya family, it is fair."

"What information did you take to leave?"

Obviously, Tosaka used this compliment very well, but he did not relax.

"Regarding the Holy Grail, I have some thoughts about the dark shadow that Wei Gong told me, and I just want to verify it through the data."

After avoiding the heavy and lightly explaining my purpose, I suddenly felt that Lancelot's breath began to fluctuate unsteadily behind me. From the corner of my eye, I realized that his face seemed very wrong, so I hurriedly said, "Sorry, I I’m not accustomed to this kind of environment. If you have anything, let’s talk about it after I arrive at school tomorrow!"

"Ai?"

Obviously Tosaka didn't expect that I would just leave and stay for a while, but I also took this opportunity to turn around and walked up the steps, leading Lancelot to leave this disgusting underground chamber.

"Sorry Amamiya..."

Lancelot didn't speak until he was far away from Jiatong House.

"Your face is very bad...what's the matter?"