Nuclear Sword Immortal Starting from Type-Moon

There is a river called Weiyuanchuan that runs through the entire city.

This river, like a sharp sword, divides the city into two parts with completely different architectural styles.

To the east is Xindu, a highly modernized new city that has everything.

To the west lies Fukayama-cho, an old town that consists mostly of residential areas.

The two banks of the Miwon River are connected by the Miwon River Bridge.

This river, which flows directly into the sea, is connected to the underground spiritual veins.

As an excellent spiritual place, many influential magicians moved here long ago.

These magicians and the sacred sites of Fuyuki City are managed by the Tohsaka family, members of the Clock Tower's Magic Association.

"and many more!"

Rin suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

"what happened?"

Shirou leaned closer to her and asked.

"Um, my magic pointer is working!"

Seemingly sensing the unusual magical aura in the air, Rin's expression became somewhat tense.

Rin brought three pieces of equipment with her this time.

The first two items are two meticulously crafted crystal pieces made during the training of gem magic.

She selected the two best pieces she had made.

If all the magic power inside were released at once, a small explosion would likely occur—although she had never tried anything so dangerous before.

And this last thing, which is also the one Rin can trust the most, is the magic pointer in her hand.

This was a gift from Rin's father, Tokiomi, to her on her birthday.

In terms of both appearance and construction, this is just an ordinary compass.

But it won't point north; instead, it will point to the direction from which the powerful magic is emanating.

Rin had experimented before and found that neither wind nor water could alter the subtle movements of magic.

If anything goes wrong, this thing will undoubtedly be the most useful!

"It doesn't seem to be of much use..."

Shirou looked at the pointer that was spinning wildly and said, somewhat speechlessly.

"I...I don't know how this happened...!"

Watching the pointer behave as if it were a small animal behaving erratically, Rin felt a shadow fall over her heart.

Such a strong magical reaction indicates that they are getting closer and closer to danger.

"Let's go check out the area near the riverbank first..."

Shirou stroked his chin, looked at Rin, and considered whether to persuade her to stay.

But, given this girl's personality, will she really obey?

Moreover, Shirou felt it would be more dangerous to leave her alone in this place.

"Ah, the pointer is back to normal!" Rin suddenly said.

The pointer seemed to have adapted to the magical response here.

The pointer slowly came to a stop from its frantic spinning, though it was still trembling slightly.

The thought that the magical reaction over there might really be related to the sound of the zither made Rin feel a little anxious.

"Shirou, stay right behind me, okay? I'll protect you!"

Rin's sudden words caught Shirou off guard.

"Huh? Oh...hesitate."

Shirou answered Rin with a half-hearted expression, walking behind her and curiously watching the movement of the magic pointer in her hand.

……

The moon hid behind the clouds.

The banks of the Weiyuan River are quieter than usual tonight.

The riverside streets were completely silent, save for the sound of Shirou and Rin's footsteps.

As a magician, the closer one gets to the shore, the more one can feel the rich magical aura.

"This is the place the pointer is pointing to!"

Rin approached the riverbank below the highway with a tense expression.

The existence of the magic workshop here is already quite obvious.

For magicians, the workshop can be considered the culmination of their magic.

Although Gilles de Rai's magic all comes from the Noble Phantasm "The Book of the Annihilation Castle".

However, he also possesses the ability to boost his Caster (Caster) class skill "Territory Construction".

We should be thankful that this guy's "territory construction" is only B-level, not A-level.

Otherwise, what he built wouldn't have been a workshop, but a much more troublesome temple.

A black magician like Gilles de Rais, whose magic workshops are built, would naturally not consider aesthetics.

When Shirou arrived at the sewer entrance with Rin, he immediately smelled a nauseating stench and a bloody odor.

"Ugh...it stinks...I want to vomit!"

Rin covered her mouth and nose with a troubled expression, and couldn't help but gag a few times.

The putrid, rancid smell, combined with the hollow darkness inside the sewers, made Rin's soul tremble.

The depths of the sewers were like a hidden paradise.

Aquatic monsters with numerous tentacles live inside narrow pipes, waiting to strangle intruders.

Those dancing tentacles easily evoke images of monsters from doujinshi that cause magical girls to rise to great heights.

One can imagine what it would be like if Rin came here alone.

Her fate will only be more desperate than death.

"What are those...?"

Rin had never seen such a creature before.

Those strangely shaped monsters, waving their tentacles, kept approaching her.

An eyeball, attached to the suspensory ligaments of the tentacle like a thread, swayed with the movement of the tentacle.

This scene has a creepy feel to it, making people shudder.

In fact, Rin possesses the most outstanding magical talent.

Although she had never seen or come into contact with demons.

But based solely on her magician's intuition, she already knew the extent of the danger she was in.

To learn magic, the first thing you must learn is to accept and understand death—this is the first lesson every apprentice magician learns.

It was at this very moment.

That feeling of 'death'—the inability to escape, the inability to think, the sheer despair...

Through this experience, young Rin gained a profound understanding of the essence of magic.

He was completely paralyzed and too frightened to even make a sound.

The terror was unbearable for most people, enough to break such a young girl.

A strange tinnitus sound began to play in my ears.

Rin believed it was caused by the fear weighing on her heart.

My own thinking is starting to damage my five senses.

A buzzing sound arose, as if a swarm of giant flies were attacking him...

Just then.

A hand suddenly landed on Rin's shoulder.

Warm, powerful.

What followed was the boy's unquestionable voice.

"Stand behind me, Rin."

Rin paused for a moment upon hearing this, then looked at Shirou beside her.

"Shirou...?"

The red-haired boy beside her, with his focused gaze fixed ahead, inexplicably made Rin's heart race.