The remaining interrogation of Maruyama in Room 307 will be taken care of by Lieutenant Anne since I am leaving for the police station in this district.
The interior ministry police informs that the arrested attempted murder suspect seems to know something about the one what sends people from the other world.
The busy police can’t be bothered to do the interrogation on behalf of our security bureau. Like it or not I have to go.
Corporal Elizabeth, being out of her shift duty,.becomes my escort. We two decide to walk to the police station three blocks ahead.
It is close to midnight.
This neighborhood is a district where the building has been built since old times. The road is not made of the popular asphalt but made out of cobblestone bedding, and trace of the gas lamp still remains in the sidewalk. It seems that neither residents nor district officials are willing to repair them.Even though there is a certain atmosphere to them, the image of them standing side by side with the electric lamps is a bit amusing.
There was only the sound of our shoes as we walk through the dawn-near night. It’s quiet. Not even a single dog is seen, let alone a man.
Corporal Elizabeth raises her hand towards me, telling me to pay attention.
Yareyare, another attack?
After making the security bureau, I am frequently attacked by those folks who call themselves the Resistance.
A black painted car suddenly appears from the street corner as expected. It seems they’re planning to do a runby with an assault gun or a short machine gun.
I would have panicked if I were the man I was a while back, but now it is different. I do not want to admit, but the spirits who escort me can use magic. No kind of attack can hurt me.
The car who I thought would go straight towards me suddenly meanders off its path. It gets on the sidewalk and crashes into one of the gas lamps. It’s because of Elizabeth’s magic. If she wishes, it can cause the desired change whether metal or wood products.
The hood of the colliding car is distorted from the middle, and there is a sound that something blows out from inside. Blood is stuck on the windshield. The driver does not move.
I pull out my Browning High Power and carefully approach the rear seat.
However, such a thing does not matter, Corporal Elizabeth tears off the door of the rear seat from the car body.
I can not keep getting a shivers whenever this happens. This is nothing other than invincibility.Around 100 years ago, with the cooperation of the spirits, the same thing was able to be used though the condition that the reincarnators needed to chant some magic words first. Furthermore, because the foreigners were neither hesitant nor cautious about using magic, the result must have been more cruel and miserable than what we are seeing right now.
Once again, I think the decision of the spirits to take away magic from this world was correct.
The men inside seem to have been thrown into the back due to the shock. There are big wounds on their foreheads. They seem to be unconscious.
Corporal Elizabeth handily drags them out from the car into the sidewalk.
While watching the situation, my intuition starts to whisper. Danger. You are being targeted. I quickly move half a step to the right.
Something roars and flashes on my left. It scraps the stone pavement on the sidewalk, bounced and went somewhere.
I ready myself for another attack, but the culprit does not shoot anymore.
I have no idea who or what she is.
I know only that the weapon used is like a long-range sniper rifle called Gepad M1 in the other world.
The reason why I know that is because a while back, the spirits gave an in-situ reproduction image of the shooter.
In the image the culprit was also reflected, but the face was unknown since she was wearing mask.However, I knew that she was a woman from the body.
But how does a woman carry a sniper gun that is 10 kilometers away, aim at me from at least 750 meters ahead, quickly withdraw from the shooting and disappear like smoke? It is truly a mystery.
I used to have a relationship with a female sniper a long time ago. It was a bother.
Oh, that’s right. I did not explain the reason for my unusual intuition to work. That is due to having eaten two and a quarter of the mysterious fruit called Yggdrasil’s Apple.
Initially I had only the impression of a rude and delicious apple, but it brought some changes to my body. Intuition is one of them.
It is possible to detect the intention of an attacker in advance.
Thanks to that, I can save my life from the continuous assault of that incredible person for two weeks now.
The impact of the car makes the folks living on the buildings around us to come out.
Along with Elizabeth, I explain to them that it is merely a car accident and have them return home.However, I ask the police to contact me later on.
They were quite suspicious, but they dismiss after seeing our uniform.
It seems that the impression of the spirit guard is not very bright.
We picked up the men’s weapons and headed for the police station at the destination. Of course I fully agree that there is a trap in it.
The remaining interrogation of Maruyama in Room 307 will be taken care of by Lieutenant Anne since I am leaving for the police station in this district.
The interior ministry police informs that the arrested attempted murder suspect seems to know something about the one what sends people from the other world.
The busy police can’t be bothered to do the interrogation on behalf of our security bureau. Like it or not I have to go.
Corporal Elizabeth, being out of her shift duty,.becomes my escort. We two decide to walk to the police station three blocks ahead.
It is close to midnight.
This neighborhood is a district where the building has been built since old times. The road is not made of the popular asphalt but made out of cobblestone bedding, and trace of the gas lamp still remains in the sidewalk. It seems that neither residents nor district officials are willing to repair them.Even though there is a certain atmosphere to them, the image of them standing side by side with the electric lamps is a bit amusing.
There was only the sound of our shoes as we walk through the dawn-near night. It’s quiet. Not even a single dog is seen, let alone a man.
Corporal Elizabeth raises her hand towards me, telling me to pay attention.
Yareyare, another attack?
After making the security bureau, I am frequently attacked by those folks who call themselves the Resistance.
A black painted car suddenly appears from the street corner as expected. It seems they’re planning to do a runby with an assault gun or a short machine gun.
I would have panicked if I were the man I was a while back, but now it is different. I do not want to admit, but the spirits who escort me can use magic. No kind of attack can hurt me.
The car who I thought would go straight towards me suddenly meanders off its path. It gets on the sidewalk and crashes into one of the gas lamps. It’s because of Elizabeth’s magic. If she wishes, it can cause the desired change whether metal or wood products.
The hood of the colliding car is distorted from the middle, and there is a sound that something blows out from inside. Blood is stuck on the windshield. The driver does not move.
I pull out my Browning High Power and carefully approach the rear seat.
However, such a thing does not matter, Corporal Elizabeth tears off the door of the rear seat from the car body.
I can not keep getting a shivers whenever this happens. This is nothing other than invincibility.Around 100 years ago, with the cooperation of the spirits, the same thing was able to be used though the condition that the reincarnators needed to chant some magic words first. Furthermore, because the foreigners were neither hesitant nor cautious about using magic, the result must have been more cruel and miserable than what we are seeing right now.
Once again, I think the decision of the spirits to take away magic from this world was correct.
The men inside seem to have been thrown into the back due to the shock. There are big wounds on their foreheads. They seem to be unconscious.
Corporal Elizabeth handily drags them out from the car into the sidewalk.
While watching the situation, my intuition starts to whisper. Danger. You are being targeted. I quickly move half a step to the right.
Something roars and flashes on my left. It scraps the stone pavement on the sidewalk, bounced and went somewhere.
I ready myself for another attack, but the culprit does not shoot anymore.
I have no idea who or what she is.
I know only that the weapon used is like a long-range sniper rifle called Gepad M1 in the other world.
The reason why I know that is because a while back, the spirits gave an in-situ reproduction image of the shooter.
In the image the culprit was also reflected, but the face was unknown since she was wearing mask.However, I knew that she was a woman from the body.
But how does a woman carry a sniper gun that is 10 kilometers away, aim at me from at least 750 meters ahead, quickly withdraw from the shooting and disappear like smoke? It is truly a mystery.
I used to have a relationship with a female sniper a long time ago. It was a bother.
Oh, that’s right. I did not explain the reason for my unusual intuition to work. That is due to having eaten two and a quarter of the mysterious fruit called Yggdrasil’s Apple.
Initially I had only the impression of a rude and delicious apple, but it brought some changes to my body. Intuition is one of them.
It is possible to detect the intention of an attacker in advance.
Thanks to that, I can save my life from the continuous assault of that incredible person for two weeks now.
The impact of the car makes the folks living on the buildings around us to come out.
Along with Elizabeth, I explain to them that it is merely a car accident and have them return home.However, I ask the police to contact me later on.
They were quite suspicious, but they dismiss after seeing our uniform.
It seems that the impression of the spirit guard is not very bright.
We picked up the men’s weapons and headed for the police station at the destination. Of course I fully agree that there is a trap in it.
