Firing a gun in prison, especially when surrounded by walls, was extremely dangerous. One careless mistake and a ricochet could hit someone.
After hearing Mash, Nightingale immediately put away her pistol. She had only been venting her frustration. The gun in her hand was fairly powerful, but this cell was no ordinary prison—it was a magically reinforced prison. After all, they had Servants and a Master on their side; an ordinary prison could never hold them.
"Miss Nightingale, don't worry. We'll be able to get out soon," Mash immediately reassured her after Nightingale stopped.
"You seem quite confident, Miss."
Before Mash could contact Chaldea, an unfamiliar voice suddenly echoed through the prison, startling the three people in the cell.
"Be careful. No Servant signature has been detected," Roman hurriedly warned, signaling Mash and the others to stay alert.
"If there were a Servant signature, wouldn't I have been discovered long ago?"
As he spoke, a dark-skinned Servant with many black braids woven across his head and a green cloak draped over his shoulders appeared inside the cell. When he revealed himself, he raised a finger to tell Mash and the others not to be alarmed, then used magecraft to open the magical lock.
"Greetings, Master of Chaldea. We have been waiting for you for a long time. I am Geronimo." After releasing the three of them, the man immediately introduced himself.
"Geronimo? Isn't that..." Roman then briefly explained Geronimo's background.
"You said you were waiting for us. Why? If I'm not mistaken, you should be the Resistance Army."
"That's right. We can discuss the details after we leave. This is no place for conversation."
"Alright."
"I didn't expect there to be such a hidden passage here."
Led by Geronimo, Mash and the other two followed him to the lower level