[FZ+Special Biography]: Beast's Rational Thinking

In short, Mizushiki really hates Emiya Kiritsugu.

Put away those little dark thoughts, and continue the process of finding Caster by yourself.

I don't know if it's because of Caster's big move. The summoned monsters with many feet in the city just disappeared after a night, and it's very difficult to find them now.

If he had known earlier, he would not have given Caster's bracelet fragments to that kid Weber, otherwise he wouldn't have to go so hard to find those dirty things here.

Gee!

Jumping up and down in the dirty alleys, he searched almost all the alleys in and out of the nearby alleys like a carpet, and forcefully drove out all the monsters hidden under the concrete floor before he was able to find them. I found a small multi-legged monster, probably left behind.

Stepping on the constantly struggling and howling monster, with a disgusted expression on his face, he took out a piece of pure white talisman paper from his pocket, bit his fingertips and drew a few strokes on it, then took out the crystal and talisman paper to write spells on. With a special dip pen, he poked the monster hard enough to bleed out, dipped in the blood and wrote a few strokes covering his own blood.

""Fly to the sky, develop a shadow.""

With the spell and the power from the master, the soft talisman folded lightly into a shape like a small wing, and flew forward along the alley.

He crushed the monster with a merciless kick and burned it to ashes with a small fire. Mizushiki was dissatisfied with the materials needed for this tracking spell, but he had no choice. After all, the power required for this spell was very high. The bottom line, and the most important thing for her now is to preserve her strength.

Following the flapping of the paper wings, we shuttled through the upturned alleys that have been cleared at a disturbing speed, turned a few inconspicuous corners, and led directly to a small river, which is really amazing building structure.

Raising the corners of his eyebrows, he has pinched a few crystal beads between his fingers, as long as there is any movement, he will launch a powerful attack.

But apart from Caster, she didn't have to guard against other attacks. Basically, all the monsters in this area were swept away. Even the little monsters were frightened and ran away when they found it approaching.

But the target wasn't them either, so Mizushiki let the little ones who weren't enough to fit their teeth escape and ignored them.Concentrating on following the paper wings and walking slowly along the river, I met an unexpected person.

Yo, much faster than expected.

The frowning and frightened Weber stared wide-eyed, until Rider laughed and slapped Weber on the back successfully, making him kiss the ground with his face.

"It seems that I have underestimated you." He raised his hand and squeezed the paper wings that were hovering at the mouth of a water outlet, and when the water was clear, the sharp nails cut the talisman paper into pieces, "Together?"

In the end, he boarded the oxcart with Weber's awkward, or awkward posture, and Rider's loud laughter.

It feels good to have someone help open the way. If she breaks in here by herself, she will at least fight all the way until tomorrow morning.

Of course, this is only if.

She wouldn't do such a stupid thing.

The Noble Phantasm called 'Shenwei Chariot' carried thunder and lightning, and ran rampant in the sewer pipe like an excavator filled with gas.

Putting up a barrier to prevent the tentacles that were destroyed by the bullock cart's assault from splashing into it, Mizushiki even had the time to watch and taunted Weber with a disgusted expression on his face.

It's just that this kind of scene of blood and flesh is really disgusting to her. After all, the barrier is isolated together with the smell of blood, and the smell that can only be produced by fighting will really produce some for her. Influence.

What really caught her attention was the defenses in the sewer.

According to the information, the workshops of magicians are usually surrounded by various enchantment traps, which should be like the Einzbern Castle in Germany, with magic camouflage, magic traps, enchantments and so on.

But here, there are only layers of low-level summoning familiars, even if it will cause some trouble, it is limited to this.

It's like a rough house that hasn't been designed yet.

Is it the wrong place?Is there any particular reason?or something else.

The speed of the bullock cart gradually slowed down, and the surrounding tentacles were basically cleaned up. A small gap was opened in the barrier to get out, but the slight smell of blood that wafted in made Weber retch unceasingly.

But as soon as he got out of the barrier, Shui Shi immediately noticed that there was a subtle difference in the smell of blood in the air.

Waving to Rider and making a gesture of slowing down, maybe out of trust in her blood that is different from humans, maybe she also noticed something, Rider held the sharp sword in his hand and pulled the rein, making the bullock cart move like Go slowly at a slow pace.

The remnants and blood of the monsters violently eliminated by Rider overflowed in the entire pipeline, the viscous touch made people feel disgusted, however, the smell of fresh human flesh and blood was mixed in those filthy breaths, which made it unavoidable. Water style cares.

Could it be that there are still living humans here?

The idea was dismissed the moment it appeared.

How is it possible, in this kind of place where monsters that eat humans are entrenched.

How could there still be living humans.

Restraining the emotions that were aroused in an instant, Mizushiki had a bit of difficulty expressing his feelings towards human beings.

It must be admitted that from some angles, she doesn't like the human race.Weakness, arrogance, greed, intemperance, and self-righteousness, these are the most commonly used words for human beings in the cognition of people in the conservative world.

Of course, some of them are bright, but there is nothing that can erase the self-centeredness of human beings.

Although her mother is also a human.

but!Mothers are special, hum!

Let’s not mention the digression. In short, even if Mizushiki has half human blood, after living in the world for many years and has consolidated her world view of the world there, she still doesn’t like humans.

However, this does not mean that she can remain indifferent to the passing of life before her eyes.

It is the duty of the guild to maintain the balance of the world.

Stepping on the finely minced meat, I stepped into a wide space. Although it still smelled of blood and musty sewers, it was better than a narrow pipe full of monsters.

It was pitch black, not even a light source.

Caster is not here.

This information was confirmed in just one breath, but the vision in the dark, which unfolded after a slight delay, made her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

Dead body.

If we say that it is not unexpected to find any broken corpse according to the guidance of smell.

but.

The scene in front of him was unimaginable anyway.

Art, corpses.

For a moment, Mizushiki almost thought that she had just found a private art gallery, but the wailing and mourning of the dead in the not-so-large space locked her like chains and dragged her into the abyss.

Hate, beg, despair, madness.

She can read the last emotions of the dead.

The bullock cart stopped slowly, and Weber jumped down recklessly. The sound of stepping on the blood dragged her out of the world full of negative emotions, "Huh? Are you there yet?"

"Go up!"

"What, what?"

"Get up!" The fangs were uncontrollably exposed, the sharp nails popped out of the palm, the crystal eyes of the beast brought a soft light in the darkness, but the emotions contained in them made Weber's whole body tremble, "Get in the car!"

"Formula you..."

"...Ah, brat, you'd better not come down." Apparently he could also see the miserable scene in front of him, and Rider, who has always been bold and unrestrained, also showed a cautious attitude, "It's best not to look at it."

However, the tone of the King of Conquerors was tantamount to anger. Of course, Weber climbed back into the bullock cart first, "It's fine if you don't go down, but after finally finding Caster's lair, how can you find more clues if you don't look at it! "

"That being said, forget it, kid, you are no match for him." (Original text)

"I'm sick!"

Looking back at Weber, after the two voices just now, the mood of the water type calmed down a little, or rather, it was more like the calm before the storm than the calm.

Waver, who was angry with Rider, at least remembered that the water-style warning did not jump off the bullock cart, but stood on it and activated the dark vision technique, and the space suddenly brightened up like the clouds and the sunrise, and at the same time, the light in front of him scene.

"Woo—vomit!" Covering his mouth, but still retching harshly from the scene in front of him, Wei Bo held on to the railing of the Shenwei Chariot, tears streaming uncontrollably, ""

With an irritable voice coming from his throat, Shui Shiki relaxed his eyes to prevent being attacked by the sudden light, "Instead of being upset here, it's better to focus on other things."

"What did you say..." Provoked by her ruthless words, Wei Bo wiped his tears and raised his head angrily, but saw.

The gray-haired girl was dressed in clean and neat clothes, standing on top of the spreading blood, with a face that was neither sad nor happy, but there was a sob from the soul hidden.

It's so strange, the pupils are obviously warm in color like amber, but they are like frozen knives, which seem to be able to cut everything in front of them.

"Literally." He stepped on the bloody water on the ground expressionlessly, not caring about the stained boots at all.Squat down in front of a small pile of minced meat piled in an inconspicuous corner, and reach out to pick it up without any scruples.

Compared with those corpses that were made into works of art over there, this small group here is more interesting.

"!" There was something, smooth and soft, not the touch of a corpse.

Throwing the thing out of the minced meat with a flick of his hand, Weber manipulated the lighting magic and immediately turned to the goose egg-sized thing, so that it was clearly exposed to the light.

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