The Endless Shuttle

Rin Tohsaka whispered the surname, his eyes widened.

"What, what! Isn't that the surname of the most nobleman in the Clock Tower!?" The girl said in a panic, ignoring her instinctive fear. "I remember that a few years ago, the Patriarch of the Barthemelo family had already obtained the title of "Marshal of Demonic Dao" in the clock tower... Could it be possible..."

"Her full name is Barthamello Loreleya." Rope said briefly.

Rin Tohsaka gasped.

She knows the level of the "Marshal of Demon Dao" best.

The master master who officially led her ancestor Tosaka Nagato on the path of magic and bestowed gem magic, "Second Magician" and "Jewel Man" Kishua Zellich Shubein Ogu enjoys this title.

Although it is impossible for the young Patriarch Bathermelo to have the unconventional level of a magician, with this achievement, he has clearly stood at the pinnacle of contemporary magicians.

Such an existence would actually participate in the Holy Grail War! ?

Rin Tohsaka remembered the "Declaration of Victory" she said when she called Archer Zhou.

In such a war full of monsters, to have such an arrogant attitude, it seems that there is more than luck in leaving the scene on the second night. The girl thought dejectedly.

For a moment of erratic thinking, she heard Luo Pei's footsteps.

The black-haired youth walked towards Shizuku Tama.

What is this... for?

It stands to reason that there is no disturbance from the enemy, so I should rush to Sakura's position as soon as possible...

Rin Tosaka didn't dare to be too presumptuous with her terrifying posture like a demon god just now, she still followed Luo Pei's pace and asked in a low voice behind him.

"Well, Mr. Luo Pei... Shouldn't we go to Sakura now?"

"Don't worry, Sakura's Saber can handle it for the time being. Besides—the master here doesn't intend to let us leave easily. Rin, look behind you."

Accompanied by his words, the girl looked back and found that her environment had quietly changed.

Like being reflected in a mirror.

The notice board; Tama Shizuku standing among the tall buildings; the alley where Lopez kicked the corpse into—

Rin Tohsaka can find everything in front of her behind, without the slightest difference. The feeling of time and space disorder makes the girl shake her head constantly.

But it didn't work, it was still the weird scene.

""Space Folding"...? "

Rin Tohsaka, who is a practicing magician, understood the name of this phenomenon, and the girl's face instantly turned white.

Like the technique of "space transfer", it cannot be mastered by ordinary magicians. Once such a technique is used in the enemy workshop, it is almost equivalent to declaring "don't go out when you come in".

—Block all escape routes.

"We should not have entered the scope of the workshop you mentioned, Luo Pei..."

"Probably some condition was triggered after the death of the bastard just now, and absorbed us in, who knows."

Rope shrugged nonchalantly.

"Relax, it's not a big deal. After I meet Lorelia in person, we can go out after the "enthusiastic" reminiscence and conversation. "

The magic hidden on the soil and walls are like fireflies in the dark night in his sight, some are shallow, some are fine, and there are even magics of the Roman Empire with a sense of age, which are ingeniously stitched together to form the workshop. The craftsmanship is astonishing.

But for Luo Pei, this kind of magic cave with no return is a joke at all.

Whether it is "violent destruction" or "delicate demolition", he has dozens of ways to escape from this "unsolvable" workshop. But cheating also requires entering codes, and both solutions require necessary engineering, which is not to say that recruiting "white horses" can be solved indiscriminately.

With this time, it would be easier for Luo Pei to go directly to Lorelia.

It's not too late to go to Sakura afterwards.

—he believed he would not waste too much time.

"..."

Rin Tohsaka was speechless.

The girl didn't know if Lopez's relaxed attitude really had the strength to deal with Heroic Spirits and Marshals of the Demonic Dao, or if he was overconfident. But now that the retreat is cut off, he can only continue as he said.

One after the other, the two walked towards Shizuku Tama.

...

Lorelia stared into the distance from the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Tama Shizuku Hotel that had been transformed into a magic fortress.

At the moment the guard was killed, she had already sensed Rope's arrival.

"Caster, are you ready? Welleslana will arrive here in about ten minutes. The ghosts and magic traps on the road are unlikely to stop him for more time."

She asked, her hand tightly clenched with a short whip proved that the girl was not as calm as her face.

The Roman empress with blonde hair and red dress adorned the eyes of the stone statue with a ruby, and nodded in satisfaction.

"It's basically completed. In this way, the correction of Yu Baogui by the restraining force will be perfectly offset, and Yu's "emperor's privilege" can also play a greater role here. Perfect, perfect~ But he came here before we could find someone to form an alliance with, he really is a quick-tempered god..."

"Things don't always go the way you expect them to."

Lorelia said with a cold face, then turned and walked out the door.

"Forty-four... No, I will transfer the command of the Clone brigade of forty-three to you. It doesn't hurt to use them as cannon fodder if the victory can be ensured."

"Understood~ Yu will make good use of them."

Nightmare cannot be escaped, it must be overcome.

In order to challenge the gods as a human being, Lorelia put all the chips she could and prepared.

If he still can't win this way, if he still loses like this, then it proves that Barthamello Lorelia is nothing more than that.

Finally.

Chapter 71: The Prelude to the War between the Marshal of the Demon Dao and the Tyrant and the Demon King

A magician's workshop is similar to an enchantment, but completely different from an enchantment.

They are the continual accumulation of magical institutions, the first and last shield that protects the magician.

As long as magicians live behind common sense, they will have their own workshops, large or small. Some are historical crystallizations passed down from ancestors all the way, while others are simple, simple and fast laboratories. But no matter which one, it will have the most basic function of the workshop - to protect the owner of the workshop.

Lorelia, as the leading "Marshal of Magic" and "Leader of the Clone Brigade", gathered all the members of the brigade to build a workshop that is even more exaggerated. Its diameter exceeds a kilometer, and there are countless traps, one ring after another. Probably even the existence of the twenty-seven ancestors of the Dead Apostles would feel horrified by such a variety of means of fighting the enemy.