The Aftermath of the Saviors

He said that he would not bring children, but the two of Chaldea really had no choice but to really ignore it. Who let them be given a second life by the world this time?

"That's not your second time, but your third time?"

Unlike Kirshtalia's leisurely, Fujimaru Tachika not only has to go to work to collect information, but also occasionally goes out to the police with Sato Miwako, and at night also watches over a few conjurers who do not take unusual paths.In just one week, the whole person visibly lost weight to the naked eye.

After finally being free, she took a sip of water and spit out the words of the noble magician.

Kirshtalia stopped what she was doing, and squinted at the girl: "Obviously you still called me Mr. Wadim before, but now the address is getting more and more casual. This time, you don't even have a title?"

Fujimaru Tachika said confidently: "My heart is very tired, I can talk as little as I can."

Kirshtalia: "..."

Okay, compared to his free work, Fujimaru Tachika is really difficult, and it's not incomprehensible.

but--

"How about the matter that asked you to investigate?"

Fujimaru Tachika threw a document to the blond magician in front of him, with a tired face: "Initial estimate, it is the space distortion caused by the operation of the heroic spirit. In addition, the 'Jack the Ripper' who involved people in a different space and killed people , seems to be the result of an urban legend."

The young man propped his jaw, thought for a moment, and said, "According to the testimony of the witness who was caught in the mist but was not considered a target, and returned to Mihua Town alive and dead, he should be in the nineteenth century. London, England."

"If it's an urban legend, then it means that people don't believe that 'he' is real, so that he can be solved fundamentally?"

Fujimaru Tachika asked the seniors around him: "Can you summon a heroic spirit?"

"Unfortunately, there is no singularity here, and there is no Holy Grail War. I have no way to do this."

As a magician, Kirshtalia Wodim is undoubtedly a genius, but this world that is not the Age of Gods is not a place where he can make full use of his talents.

"If there is a fantasy tree, I can probably use planet bombing."

"...We want to be rational people, Kirshtalia."

The magician looked puzzled and frowned, "But I'm not a human being, I'm a magician."

Fujimaru Rika: "..."

Oh, she forgot one thing, in the eyes of magicians, humans are divided into magicians and humans, and they no longer regard themselves as humans.

Or mortal?

Taking a deep breath, Fujimaru Tateka thought: "Wait! In terms of combat power, besides servants, don't you still have ready-made ones?"

Kirshtalia: "Huh?"

Fujimaru Tachika pointed at the people in the inner room, showing indifference all over his body: "Anyway, they are the targets to be rescued, and he himself expressed that he would help, so let them do the probing."

"Exorcise the curse spirit?"

When the four conjurers were brought to Mihua Town, Chaldea was responsible for locating the place where the fog appeared. Several people looked around and found no so-called magic spirits.

Gojo Satoru showed an irritable expression: "It's superfluous to say that staying in the room is unnecessary, so we are kicked out to deal with the curse spirit... It's really irresponsible. What if we encounter that love brain?"

The three students turned their heads at the same time: "What love brain?"

Because it was too embarrassing, Gojo Satoru kept this matter a secret, and neither his students nor colleagues knew about it.

Soon, fog filled every place in sight.

Watching the four conjurers disappear from sight, the orange-haired girl muttered, "Even if you can't solve that Jack, you probably won't lose your life."

On the matter of dealing with Jack, the two saviors unanimously decided that if the conjurers failed to deal with that Jack, they would make a new battle plan.

As for using four people as bait, if two people would feel anything, it was actually one.

——When children grow up, they should learn to protect themselves.

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Chaldean masters: ready-made tools, what if you don’t make good use of them?