Toru Amuro's initiative seemed to be a signal, and the rest of the people invariably took two steps back, and only two people stayed where they were, just like Toru Amuro.

Emiya, who was facing away from the monitoring corner, looked like she didn't care about herself, and casually glanced at Amuro with her spare eyes, and an imperceptible smile flashed in her eyes, and she quickly regained her composure.

Through the camera in the room, Karasuma Renya could see everyone's expressions clearly, especially when she saw the look in Amuro's eyes, she was even more satisfied.

He is worthy of being recommended by RUM, and yes, he will be a person who dares to dedicate and sacrifice for the organization in the future.

The other two, well, are also old members of the organization, and loyalty can be affirmed.

"Emiya, take them to the White House." The cold mechanical sound of Karasuma Renya after the voice change sounded, and Emiya, who was holding her hand behind the watch corner, lowered her hand, stood up straight, and raised her hand to the three of Amuro.

"Come with me."

The trio followed Emiya and followed him towards the depths of the organization base, where they came to an employee elevator that required both iris authentication and identity ID.

In addition to Emiya, the three of Amuro carefully verified the iris one by one, and then took out an electronic ID card that was stuffed into their bodies when they entered the base, swiped it against the password sensor, and walked into the elevator one by one.

The two entered the staff elevator, and Emiya pressed a black button on the elevator again, which did not have any logo or text.

Amuro wasn't stupid and realized that the black button might be of some other use.

But they won't ask blatantly, but their eyes are invariably darkened, and they quietly wait for the elevator floors to keep descending.

"By the way, when you get out of the elevator later, you'd better turn off all your electronic devices." Emiya suddenly remembered something and told the three of them.

The three of them looked at each other, and the tall, thin and tall brown short-haired man with a scar on his face who was standing in the middle squinted his eyes and asked casually, "All the electronic devices?" Do you think we will carry any bugs, sir? ”

Amuro's face remained unchanged, but his eyes moved slightly, and his nerves tightened secretly.

Although it was just a joke, he still didn't dare to relax in any way.

Emiya didn't take it seriously, or rather, with his strength, he didn't care about their small movements at all.

He just shook his head: "Who knows? I'm just a kind reminder to you. The little ancestor you're going to see next doesn't like to be watched or spied on. ”

She?

The three of them were stunned when they heard Emiya use the female "she", and they guessed in their hearts.

Amuro relieved a little force, let go of the wet palm he was holding, and secretly took a deep breath.

If he guessed correctly, that "she" should be-

"Click!"

The door of the laboratory, which was protected by strict technology, slowly opened in front of the four people, and the first thing that caught their eyes were four or five experimenters in white coats, as well as various sophisticated experimental instruments.

"Come in." Emiya spoke up, bringing the stunned trio back to their senses, and following him into the "White Room", a laboratory classified as an absolute secret of the Order.

"Boom-"

The door of the white room slowly closed, and the members of the organization who were doing the experiments in the laboratory looked at the four people at the door.

"Mr. Emiya."

The watchful eyes of the experimenters turned respectful when they touched Emiya, and even the experimenters, who were holding a pen to take notes, stopped their movements and stepped aside.

Emiya bowed slightly, her eyes motioning for Toru Amuro and the three of them to follow him inside.

The more I walked into the interior of the laboratory, the clearer the obscured view became.

In the huge cultivation tank, the long satin lilac hair spread out in the water, I don't know if it was their visual misleading, they always felt that there was something soaked in the water, and it was like a halo, which appeared between the hair strands from time to time.

The clothes on Mayo's body were changed to another set, the one that Amuro had seen in that seemingly real illusion, and the one worn by Alice Phil was a nun that combined with the Western Holy Religion. It's just that unlike Alice Field's robe made of pure white silk and golden-red silk thread embroidery, the embroidery of the heavenly dress on Mayo's body is an ominous dark red.

This is also the most similar magic circuit [Heavenly Clothes] that Karasuma Renya and the others did their best to reproduce.

As a mother who loves her daughter like her life, how could Alice Phil give the curse-like true [Heavenly Clothes] to Karasuma Renya?

The other two members of the organization who came with Toru Amuro were seeing [Celestial Clothes] for the first time.

They didn't know what it was made of, it was as smooth and flexible as seaweed in the water, but it didn't prevent them from seeing that the dress was unusual.

The Western-style dress with dark red embroidery on a white background sets off the snow-like skin of the real world as if it were white and glowing.

As if sensing something, the eyelashes that Mayo closed trembled slightly, as if they were about to open in the next moment.

"Didi-"

The recorded instrument emitted an alarm at the same time as the real world's eyelashes trembled slightly.

The tissue experimenter closest to it hurriedly approached and operated on the instrument.

Then, several nerve hubs connected to Mayo's body began to pour something, dyeing the otherwise clear liquid color of the culture tank a faint blue.

Those nerve hubs are connected to various mechanical devices on the outside, and they monitor the nerves and pulse beats of various parts of the real world's body, including brain waves, which are also presented on the device.

"That's fine."

Seeing that the last step of drug injection was completed, and the original trembling eyelashes of the real world in the culture tank were no longer moving, the experimenter's expression was slightly relaxed.

Only Amuro Toru looked at Mayo who closed his eyes in the cultivation tank, pursed his thin lips, and slowly squeezed the hand hanging by his side.

Real World......