The stalker used this ability to find the location of the power source and successfully destroyed it.

Then, she first targeted the place with the strongest magic power, rushing down the stairs like a waterfall.

In a blink of an eye, the stalker arrived at the place where the flow of magic power is most chaotic in the police station, which is the largest space in the police station - the reception hall connected to the main entrance.

Almost at the same moment that the stalker broke into the hall, a uniformed man standing in the center of the hall performed light source magic on each lighting position.

--magician!

The stalker made a prompt decision and immediately transformed into a spiritual body.

But even though the stalker is a first-class assassin, the speed of spiritual transformation is still not as fast as the speed of light. In the blink of an eye before she disappeared, her figure was still exposed to the eyes of several people, including the magician.

The shadow that blends into the light——

This was the only description the police could think of after seeing the undead-like figure that appeared at the entrance.

"What?"

"Is it a Servant?"

As a Master with a Command Seal, Orlando could determine the opponent's "Servant" identity with just a glance.

"Not a swordsman. Although I only saw him once, his physical ability...is that of a stalker!"

As long as the Master directly sees the Servants participating in the Holy Grail War, he can obtain a certain degree of "intelligence".

This information will appear in the master's mind in the form of a page of a magic book or a piece of parchment, and will be adjusted according to the master's consciousness. Even if the real name and other content cannot be seen, it can still be read.

To know the other party's general physical abilities and some characteristics.

Although nothing could be analyzed based on the fleeting figure, Orlando still noticed that the other party was good at concealing his aura and acting secretly. And judging from the dark attire he saw before he disappeared, this man from

It is also more likely that the person is a stalker.

"Tsk...were you sent here after seeing the swordsman on TV? This master's movements are really fast." Orlando cursed secretly in his mind.

Although I had long expected that something like this would happen, I didn't expect that someone would act so quickly.

Since the servants have turned into spirits, Orlando and the others cannot launch physical attacks.

However, the Servant probably won't stay here in a spiritual state forever.

Because the heroic spirit cannot take any offensive or defensive measures when it is in the spirit form, if the magician and the master have a way to attack the spirit body, the heroic spirit may be destroyed unilaterally.

For this reason, it is not a good idea to remain in a spirit state around hostile Servants and hostile Masters.

The moment when the spirit body and the physical body switch, it will also become a fatal flaw in this kind of battle where the outcome is determined in an instant.

Therefore, maybe this servant has become an entity and is hiding somewhere.

This is a reception hall that runs through three floors. Including the passages on the second and third floors that extend inward, there are countless places to hide people.

Thinking of this, Orlando looked around cautiously.

"The Command Seal is hidden under the glove. How likely is it that the other party will find out that I am the Master?"

Considering that the opponent's target might not be the swordsman but himself, Orlando began to figure out the next step in his mind——

Hansa, who had moved to the pillar in the corner of the hall at some point, uttered such a sentence, which greatly narrowed Orlando's next move.

"Oh, Mr. Director, was that your servant just now?"

With such a concise sentence, Orlando understood Hansa's intention instantly. He couldn't help but glared at Hansa and cursed angrily: "Bastard...is this what you should do as a supervisor?"

"Don't you need a church overseer?"

Hansa smiled evilly and leaned against the pillar with his arms folded, as if to express that no matter what happened next, he would only be a bystander.

"This is just my small resistance to those in power who threaten ordinary people."

"Pagan priest?"

If he is a supervisor who comes to confirm the existence of the Holy Grail, then he is someone that stalkers should be wary of.

But if he is really just a neutral person sent to confirm the authenticity of the Holy Grail, then he is just like the ordinary heretics in the city and is not the target of the stalker's life.

However, the Diver will never let go of the "Director" who was addressed by the supervisor with the question "Are you your servant?"

Judging from the several layers of barriers set up outside the police station and the fact that the master is a person in an important position, even if the stalker does not understand constitutional politics, he can easily deduce that this "director" may be related to promoting this

Related to key figures in the Holy Grail War.

The stalker mentally adjusted his primary goal, changing from "the knight of the opera house" to the "police commissioner" in front of him.

"It's not too late to seize the police chief and ask for information about the mastermind behind planning this Holy Grail War, and then deal with him."

After making up his mind, the stalker turned into a physical entity in the passage on the third floor - a blind spot in the field of vision that was invisible from downstairs, and aimed at Orlando.

She changed her posture and prepared to use the Noble Phantasm best suited to capture the magician.

At this time, the stalker still thought that the only enemy was the police chief.

It wasn't until an arrow carrying evil demonic power shot through the air that she realized her mistake.

That was an arrow shot from the blind spot of the stalker's field of vision.

If it weren't for the fact that the stalker had sharp five senses that facilitated traveling in the night, so he could detect the magic power fluctuations in the space and the slight friction sound of clothes when pulling the bow, otherwise she wouldn't have noticed it before the arrow pierced her body.

Become the target of others' attacks.

The stalker bent his joints at impossible angles and twisted his body to avoid the arrow aimed at his heart.

The arrow, which had lost its target, continued on its trajectory - piercing the wall as far back as the shooter could see.

The wall hit by the arrow immediately exploded in an astonishing way.

A large hole was blown out of this wall made of reinforced concrete, completely exposing the room separated by only one wall.

The stalker had no idea how the arrow caused the wall to explode.

All she knew was that the power of that blow could definitely kill a person or an ordinary heroic spirit.

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single cell

"...What was that sound just now?"

Although the roar sounded far away, it was indeed coming from this building.

Ayaka, who was in the darkness, noticed that the ground was shaking slightly, and asked the swordsman with some worry: "Is someone coming to kill you?"

"possible."

As soon as the swordsman finished speaking, a faint light lit up around him. A soft light like fireflies enveloped the single cell, illuminating Ayaka's blank expression.

I saw water balls the size of glass balls floating in the air, and the light came from there.

"Can you still use magic?"

"It's not magic, it's magic."

"What's the difference?"

The swordsman explained nonchalantly: "Things that can be reproduced by human hands as long as it takes time and effort are called magic; and things that create miracles that modern people can never create are called magic, so I guess.

I'm not a magician, and I don't know the specifics. But with the advancement of science, it is said that many magics have now become magic."

Ayaka looked at the water ball that released light, still showing a puzzled expression.

The swordsman shook his head with some regret and said frankly: "Do you want to understand the principle? Sorry, I don't know, because I didn't actually release it."

"Huh? That's it"

Before Ayaka could finish her question, the swordsman suddenly disappeared from her eyes.

"Ah, don't go..."

Ayaka was left in the cell with the glowing water ball. She sighed and lay down on the bed again.

Ayaka sat up again after lying down for a few seconds, because she heard a soft knock from the cell door, and then saw the swordsman sticking his head out of the door.

The swordsman shook the large bunch of keys in his hand and smiled evilly.

"I quietly borrowed the key."

"Is this called borrowing..."

"This is the legendary prison escape! Haha, it's so exciting!" The swordsman looked excited.

Ayaka said helplessly: "Where has your reputation as a knight gone?"

The swordsman blinked his shining eyes happily and said decisively: "Of course I will compensate for the damage to the opera house, and I will also abide by the agreement with the officials and accept house arrest until dawn. But before that, I have to let you

Escape to a safe place."

"...Maybe this cell is the safest place."

"It's hard to say. This police station is very strange. It seems like there are barriers everywhere."

This statement made Ayaka frown and asked: "Are you not sure...could someone else tell you that?"

The swordsman smiled nonchalantly and opened the cell door.
To be continued...