The interior of the Atlas Institute was undoubtedly perilous.
Though no other magi were stationed here, the magi of previous generations had set up countless mechanisms, traps, and trigger-activated autonomous armaments to protect the valuable knowledge they had researched. Their power was exceptionally high, and in such a confined environment, they caused Chaldea's group considerable trouble.
"The enemy units have been silenced. Everyone, good work." Mash sighed and smiled at Liao Ye and Carmilla beside her.
The cramped space was unsuited to the Knights of the Round Table's fighting styles, and just as unsuitable for Liao Ye, who wielded massive weapons. But there was no helping it—they still had to fight.
"Truly magnificent martial skill, much like these autonomous armaments." Sherlock Holmes smiled and applauded.
"Master, can this guy calling himself Holmes really be trusted?" Liao Ye leaned close to Fujimaru Ritsuka's ear and whispered.
Fujimaru Ritsuka said nothing, merely patting Liao Ye on the back.
Trusting him completely was impossible. Holmes himself likely knew that as well, which was why he always kept a safe distance from Chaldea and only approached when conversation was necessary.
With a soft sigh, Mash raised her shield and continued forward. As a shield-bearer, she could respond to the greatest number of unexpected situations at the first opportunity, so naturally she stood at the very front.
As she walked, she examined the furnishings lining the Atlas Institute's corridors, clicking her tongue in wonder.
Setting the Wandering Sea aside for the moment, the Atlas Institute's field of research differed greatly from that of the Clock Tower. Compared to the Clock Tower's greater emphasis on practicing magecraft, the Atlas Institute focused more on "things."
Alchemy technology was their hallmark, and the earliest homunculus technology had also borne the Atlas Institute's influence.
The magi here did not