The terrorists in charge of the second floor (hereinafter referred to as “A” and “B”) immediately sensed that the elevator in front of the surveillance base was coming toward the upper floor.
Unlike their counterparts in charge of the first floor, they showed signs of proficiency.
A made no sound but sent a gesture with his chin.
B pressed the button to stop on the second floor and took three steps back and readied his gun.
As for A, he holds the intercom in his ear with his hand and puts the microphone to his mouth, just in case.
He is on standby to issue an emergency message at any time.
–Ding. The door opens with a strange sound to let them know that we have arrived at the second floor, and there is a resident doctor with a stretcher.
And on the stretcher (with bedding) was a patient in a bad condition.
“Eh, what !?”
The resident was surprised. He didn’t seem to understand what was happening.
“–Get off the elevator slowly.”
B, who was not relaxing his vigilance at all, was already in control of the first four floors.
The first four floors are already under control.
Despite this, he boldly used the elevator to get to the top.
It was natural for them to be suspicious that something might have gone wrong.
“Um……the patient’s condition has worsened, and I need to head to the intensive care unit immediately !”
“Just get out !”
He pointed his pistol at the ceiling and fired threateningly.
The patients, their bodies trembling, look away. Screams echo through the room.
The resident doctor pushes the stretcher out of the elevator as told.
B only looks at A and asks for instructions. The resident B looks at A and asks him for instructions.
The terrorist approaches the resident and the patient with his gun ready. The moment the bedding is pulled off with the gun held at the ready,
“Ugh…..!”
The battle on the second floor began.
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Ah, it stopped on the second floor after all.
I, who had put Kujo san on a stretcher, was proudly attempting to skip to the top floor’s intensive care unit by the front elevator.
The floor supervisors on each floor will probably be making rounds to see if there are any abnormalities even after control, and unexpectedly, going up from the central elevator in an imposing manner is a blind spot, so I was hoping that I might be overlooked.
I thought that if I told the truth, she would object, but surprisingly, Kujo san and I were in agreement.
The opinions we agreed on were: [We should strike the leader of the terrorists] and [The safety of His Imperial Highness Prince Akina’s dignitaries is our top priority.] The former was me and the latter was Kujo san.
In the case of Kujo san, it is a matter of honor for the police, and more importantly, he is a member of the royal family who is undergoing heart surgery. We can’t just say [something happened to him.]
I assured her that although hostages are important, I would act with his highness at the top of my mind. At best, she would fulfill her responsibilities; at worst, she would abandon the hostages.
In other words, in the extreme, it is simple thinking that as long as His Highness’s safety is ensured, the goal will be achieved for the time being. There may be pros and cons to this, but it is definitely better than those who can’t even do it, but produce half-baked results by taking on all kinds of things.
Rather, I could be convinced that Kujo san is a real professional. She said that if anything should happen to the hostages, she would devote her life from now on to the safety of this country and its inhabitants. Above all, she had the eyes of a person who would have worked with such conviction.
On the other hand, I want to settle the situation as soon as possible & ensure the safety of Narukawa san and her mother.
That is why I insisted that we should first strike the commander.
I’m convinced from my experience in the battles in other worlds that if the leader of the team goes down, the only outcome that awaits them is collapse.
I have seen this in hundreds and thousands of battles against the demon king’s army.
Based on this experience, I offered to take a shot at the top floor and take his head off.
Our cores are slightly different, it is only because we are on different paths to the destination, so to speak. The goal is the same. That’s why this strategy was adopted…….
It still stops at the second floor, haa…..
I get off the elevator, acting surprised.
I tap the stretcher’s handle and send a sign to Kujo san.
Of course it is an apology, [Sorry, it stopped on the second floor.]
One of the terrorists with a gun slowly closes the distance to the stretcher. The other was watching the movement from a distance where he could immediately fire a covering shot.
The next moment the futon is rolled up, Kujo san’s long legs wrap around the terrorist’s neck like a snake.
–Clang ! ! The stretcher collapses with a metallic clang.
This is the signal for the start of the battle.
The next moment when Kujo san’s leg extended to the neck of the terrorist, I had already started to move. It seems that the other guy was doing the same, and he immediately pointed the muzzle of the gun he had been carrying in his breast pocket at me.
But he was too slow. There was no way he could catch up with my reflexes, which were sharpening my nerves and concentrating.
In a sense, this time, I am not giving anything away. I use a combination of 《Alchemy》 and 《Evil Eyes of Guidance》.
Of course, I won’t do anything that would give the impression of a different ability.
[Syl. I’m sorry, but can you burn the structure of the gun he’s holding into his brain?]
[Yes, Master.]
With Syl’s consent, we sneak inside through the muzzle of the terrorist’s gun and grasp the structure in every nook and cranny–images of the gun being broken down into blueprints are streaming into his head.
As mentioned above, 《Alchemy》 is based on the principle of understanding, decomposing, and reconstructing matter.
The characteristics of the object are understood, a chemical formula is developed, and the decomposition process begins. When reconstructing, 《Magic Power》 is used as a medium to transform the substance into the substance needed for refining, and then it is interwoven into the construction formula—this is the normal flow of the process.
However, there is a trick to skip the process of understanding, developing the chemical formula, and assembling the construction formula without processing.
The trick is to burn this information into the brain with the 《Evil Eyes of Guidance》
In the case of mathematics, even if you only know the answer to a very difficult question, the《Alchemy》 will not be activated. It cannot be exercised without understanding the equation, the structure, and the process of arriving at the answer.
That is why it is meaningless to know only the answer with the 《Evil Eyes of Guidance》
I think this is a bit confusing.
Let me put it simply. If there was a problem that only a Nobel Prize winner could understand and grasp, it would be like transplanting his brain directly into mine.
The brain in its completed form, which even includes the processes necessary to activate 《Alchemy》 is grasped by the 《Evil Eyes of Guidance》.
This eliminates the time required for the activation of the technique, and I have even earned the nickname 《Alchemy of Flash》
But I digress here. The moment he took out the gun, the terrorist’s gun was already disassembled into its component parts.
“Wha—!”
His surprise was evident.
Graphically speaking, I was aiming for the bullet I fired to penetrate his muzzle and destroy the inside of his gun to pieces, but when I checked it with my 360-degree vision using the《Evil Eyes of Guidance》. Kujo san was so intent on keeping the terrorist’s consciousness down that she didn’t seem to be paying attention to my movements.
Maybe I was being a little too tricksy.
In any case, I used the sofa as a springboard to fly toward the terrorist with my momentum intact. As soon as we were in close proximity, I delivered a flying kick to him. My right knee hit him in the face. I then mount him, and use my fist to take away his dazed consciousness.
–Suppression complete !
When I turned around, I saw that Kujo san had just finished her work. I looked over and saw the terrorist lying on the ground, foaming.
Since he was caught between a woman’s legs and lost consciousness, I guess he felt better than I did when I finished the other dude.
“……(Terrorist convulsing while spewing bubbles)”
Yeah, I guess it wasn’t like that. He must surely be at the meet by now.
Kujo san raises her hand and slowly follows close to me.
Even I can understand what this means.
–Bang ! I The sound of a pleasant high-five echoes.
“The strategy was a success, but…..did I have to dress like this, Sakuboy?”
It’s true, if you ask me. Maybe she didn’t need to wear a nurse’s uniform this time.
Even though I thought that I was being mean,
“Oh, that’s just my taste, Kujo san.”
“Ahhn !?”
“Haha. I’m just kidding.”
“Stop joking, your jokes are killing me !”
Maybe Kujo san is surprisingly easy at being played with…?
The two terrorists collapsed limp, and I was thinking about that.
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