I Can't Be the Head of Chaldea

Jiu Jian thought for a while, but stopped talking: "That, Master..."

"Huh? Do you have any information?"

Old Sword: "I may have some knowledge about that maze."

"So you are the heroic spirit of the land of England?" Du Lin asked in surprise.

Old Jian froze: "..."

"OK, let's go and have a look first!"

After about half an hour.

They came from a station to the subway platform underground in London, opened a sewer groove, and rode down one by one.

After about twenty meters of soil, they landed in an open underground waterway.

The decayed walls that had been in disrepair for a long time appeared in front of him. Du Lin lit a fire in the dark night, and the road ahead began to become brighter.

A straight passage is no more than [-] meters long, and there are small rooms every ten meters, stretching to the end, and there are two passages leading to the lower floor.

The concentration of the magic mist on the ground still remained here, and the concentration became deeper as expected.

"Which way to go?" Du Lin pointed to the end.

The old sword pointed to the left: "That one!"

Five minutes later, they came to the lower floor.It is still the same structure as the first layer, but the concentration is deeper.

"Which side?"

The old sword still points to the left.

Then go down, layer by layer, until you come to the fourth underground floor.

The area has expanded slightly, and the passage is no longer straight.

Du Lin walked side by side with the old sword, muttering to himself: "It looks like it was not built in the [-]th century, but more like ancient people. But what technology was used to preserve it to support such a huge open space? Magic?"

On the other side, when Mordred also thought of something interesting and said that "King Arthur turned into a crow guarding this place"...

The old sword was by Du Lin's side, as if he also thought of an interesting anecdote, he couldn't help but said with a smile: "Maybe it's magic, but there is also the head of the ancient British king Bran buried deep in the underground of Londinium, so as to Those who guard this city say..."

Before he could continue speaking, the old sword suddenly stopped by itself.

He didn't need to look up, he had already sensed a pair of looking eyes.

What happened? !

Something was wrong in his heart.

"British..." Du Lin rubbed his chin and looked suspiciously at the old sword, and asked curiously, "I have never been able to see your real name, and you didn't say it."

Old Sword: "..."

"Shouldn't you be a woman disguised as a man?" Du Lin was walking, chatting casually like an old friend.

As an old friend, the old sword said speechlessly: "I am not a woman, Master."

"That's right, you don't look like a woman either. Forget it!"

At least he was not worried about this Chaldean knight who protected him.

Huh... Jiu Jian heaved a sigh of relief, and finally let this person let go of his thirst for knowledge.At the same time, he was also vigilant about his slack in the future, and he must not suddenly become casual and talk about daily life next time.

"Well, the lower floor is here too."

One person and one rider climbed down the stairs, but this time it was not a passage leading to the 5th floor underground, but a corridor situation.

The roots of the trees on both sides and the soft soil on the ground still have the dense footprints of walking not long ago.

Du Lin paused, squatted down to check, and immediately found Gudazi's footprints in one of them.

"Doctor Roman is really powerful. We came here relying on the most perfect route. If they chose the wrong passage before, it would take a long time to detour. I didn't expect him to be faster than us." Old Sword said a little surprised.

"There's nothing surprising about Saber. He should let the group of children walk separately, and draw a complete map route in Chaldea directly through the data fed back by the master candidate."

"Modern technology?" Old Sword whispered.

"Well, it's very convenient."

Du Lin looked at the corridor ahead: "The fog is getting thicker and thicker, and the visibility problem is also very troublesome. And this maze..."

He and the old sword walked to the corner of a cave, at least four passages appeared in front of him, and each hole was bottomless.

"A labyrinth similar to Fuyuki... and Roman's speculation about the source of the magic mist, won't we meet Artoria again?"

Jiu Jian bowed his head and said nothing: "..."

"However, Matthew and the others reclaimed the Holy Grail to solve the singularity. I just need to wait here for Gaetia to appear."

"Master, maybe that existence will not appear. After I fought with him, he never used his full strength, and he is a very arrogant person." Old Sword reminded tactfully.

He knew that Gordo in front of him was already in a state of "bewilderment" to that Gaitia, and this time he had a will to "until the existence that threatens Chaldea is completely resolved, I will not give up".

"No...you're thinking wrong, Saber." Du Lin shook his head slightly:

"Since he is so arrogant, you who he looked down upon cut off his lower body, and the miracle of Chaldea. I am afraid that his existence must also be curious."