Recalling the smile Sakura showed before, Natsume was somewhat happy walking on the road.

When you are fleeing, you must think in the position of a chaser, when you are chasing, you must think in the position of a fugitive, and when you are facing a child, you must think in the position of an adult.

If you're Sakura's relative or something, you'll laugh.

The child's experience was different from his own, but it was just as unfortunate.

This world, the irrational world, is intertwined with countless misfortunes and happiness.

If you get it, you lose it, and if you lose it, you get it, so the two opposite sides can complement each other and coordinate.

To be honest, it wasn't Natsume who saved the child named Sakura, it was Sakura who saved the person named Natsume.

In the past, I was also very bitter and angry when I was criticized and despised by those criticisms, but if I look back now, I may not dare to extend my helping hand to the 'Natsume' who is squatting in the corner and shivering.

It's not that saving is equivalent to denying the past, but because once you are saved, your emotions will probably collapse in an instant.

Therefore, Natsume overlapped the figure of his 'past self' on Sakura's body, so he would lend a helping hand to her.

Otherwise, Natsume would only think that the child was a nuisance, a burning being.

When I came back to my senses, I noticed that the road beneath my feet was beginning to narrow, and the surrounding blocks were slowly moving closer to the road, and the pedestrians were becoming thinner.

On the left-hand side is a newly opened shop, with delicate clocks and small trinkets displayed in the window, which glow with white lights and give off a charming color.

On the right is a general store, with modest storefronts and common goods, just like the convenience store I used to visit when I was a kid to buy sweets.

At that time, I would run with my friends, in the sun. Smile from the bottom of your heart.

Suddenly, several children ran forward from their side, dressed as elementary school students, carrying backpacks and holding paper airplanes in their hands to speed up, expecting that the airplanes in their hands would fly.

Looking at the children who were gradually moving away, Natsume saw the children slowly walking by, their heads bowed, their bodies trembling constantly.

What's wrong?

Natsume reached out and tapped the other person's shoulder, and he looked up. Natsume's wide-eyed eyes only felt her stomach tumble and her tear ducts in a state of imminent collapse.

Disgusting emotions spread from the bottom of the heart to the whole body.

Why?

It will be yourself.

Biting the tip of her tongue with her teeth, the clear pain made Natsume retract her confusion and find herself on a strange riverbank.

The breeze blows across the river, blowing the grass on the shore.

The clear river can even be seen at the bottom. Is it your own delusion again?

No, this time you can feel the coldness of your body and the pain in the tip of your tongue.

Go ahead. After crossing the trail. Natsume walked down the slope to the bottom of the meadow.

The wind suddenly became stronger, and the wavy river crashed against the shore with a crisp sound.

There was a bridge in the distance, and the deck of the bridge was shaken by the passing of vehicles.

Natsume remembered that this was the mouth of the Fuyuki River near the bridge, and this was the case. It should be the base of Caster and Ryunosuke Yusui.

Should it be said that it was crooked?

With a flick of his wrist, Natsume set his sights on the other side, where he could find their stronghold.

Set off immediately, and after passing the bridge, Natsume came to the other side.

Like any other riverbank. The only difference was that Natsume felt subtle fluctuations in mana.

There is space underneath your feet, and the only way to get in is to use the sewer.

Near the road near the bottom of the bridge, there is a manhole cover next to the trees that obstruct the view.

Natsume opened and jumped after making sure there was no one around.

The stench came from the middle sewer, and the sound of the water and Natsume's footsteps overlapped to form a creepy ensemble.

Because there is a maintenance lamp for the underground, the view inside is bright.

There was a light every other section, but it was dark on the way, and the feeling of being dark around was really unpleasant.

As we move forward, so does the space around us.

It's a bit like walking into an enlarged tunnel, where the proportional space ends up as an underground cavity five or six meters high.

Natsume, who had turned a corner, heard the sound of conversation, the voices of two people.

"According to the blend, these should be enough for summoning magic, and in addition to that, it's not bad to collect some blood, Ryunosuke, how much have you got, is there a bucket?"

"I'm worried about the master, one person can supply a little, and it's enough to kill three more people, there's a cute girl below, hawkers, can you cut a few knives on her face now?"

"Whatever you want, don't bother me, I'm looking for a way now, the most correct way, as long as I destroy this bullshit Holy Grail War, Joan of Arc will definitely follow me away."

Is it?

Ryunosuke, who didn't quite understand, walked over to the shivering boy and girl who was hiding in the corner, waving the bloody blade in his hand.

As he was about to swing down, he heard instructions from Caster again.

"Trouble Ryunosuke, go and bring in the pile of insects that are placed at the exit, and you can put them in their eyes as a toy."

"Oh, oh, oh! There is such a fun thing. ”

Natsume, who was standing in the doorway, looked straight ahead of him, and he was on the left side of the exit, and the pile of worms wriggling inside the bag was on the right side of the exit.

If he came out, he would definitely be discovered.

Natsume pulled out his weapon from behind, holding the hilt of the knife in his right hand while holding a knife tightly in his left hand.

Waiting, waiting for Yusheng Ryunosuke to turn his back to him, then he can deliver a fatal blow directly from the rear.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Natsume took a position and looked at the right side of the exit in front of him, waiting for the moment when Ryunosuke Yusheng came out.

Take a deep breath, raise your arms, and prepare to attack.

Suddenly!

A knife stabbed out directly from the left side of the exit, that is, in front of him!

Since the right hand of the Great Sin Weapon could not move immediately due to the distance, Natsume's left hand was in gear, and with a stab, the blades collided with each other and forced the opponent back.

"It's perfect, who are you?!"

Ryunosuke Yusheng, who was holding a bloody knife in his right hand, asked Natsume.

"Do you think we don't know? When you came in, the master's magic circle already knew about your existence! ”

"Don't guess Ryunosuke, this is the enemy of the green beard, the evil master who has bound Joan of Arc!"

Caster took a magic book and walked out of the passage. (To be continued......)