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But all they received were a few shots fired without explanation.
"She's the main suspect in the downtown brawl, open fire!"
Clearly, there was no possibility of communication, so Morse said nothing more and slowly walked forward despite the weak blows.
For her, ignoring these attacks was perfectly acceptable, since they were nothing compared to mosquito bites.
Chris was equally alarmed: "How could that guy who destroyed the building be here...?"
“Morse…” Angela thought the same thing, but a different idea came to her: “Sergeant, let’s go, now!”
"What do you mean?"
"Although we don't know why she's here, the security bureau is busy dealing with her, so now is a good opportunity to rescue Rhea!"
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Even so, it's unlikely that the two of them alone could manage it.
Chris said helplessly, "Let's think about this rationally. Even if the scene is chaotic, do you think there might be no one guarding it inside?"
“Raya is very important to me. If you don’t want to, Sergeant, I’ll go by myself. You can find a place to hide.”
As soon as she finished speaking, she rushed towards the entrance of the Security Bureau at lightning speed and slipped inside amidst the chaos. As she had said, the Security Bureau staff were busy dealing with this uninvited guest and had no time to pay attention to these smiling figures.
A grenade was thrown at the armor, but even though it exploded at the armor's feet, it caused absolutely no damage, and the armor couldn't even make the user stagger.
"Tsk, what does that resolute attitude mean?"
Isn't the only thing a person is truly determined to do today's work today? Ugh, I really want to punch her!
Therefore, she still picked up her leg and quickly followed, yet it was another act against her will.
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Once inside the security bureau, Chris couldn't find Angela's location. Instead, some guards chased after her, but she was faster, making it quite difficult for them to catch her.
Just as the guards were about to follow her, a black cross slammed down beside them. The immense impact caused him to lose his balance and fall, and the armor was already approaching him with heavy steps.
"Tell me where that woman is, and I'll spare your life."
"Uh, she's in the basement. I heard she's being locked up in the basement! That's all I know, please don't kill me!"
He struggled to raise his hand, utterly helpless, but this could not stop death from approaching.
"...In the basement? Okay."
Morse bypassed him, picked up the battle axe, and headed towards the basement.
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"Conventional weapons are ineffective against her, request backup immediately!"
"The ceiling is collapsing! Everyone run!"
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On her escape, Chris glanced back at the huge commotion behind her and felt uneasy.
"I...I thought she was just mentally unstable, but it turns out she's planning to fight the government army alone?"
No, this isn't the time to think about these things. If we don't find Miss Undead...!
Unexpectedly, she bumped right into the person in front of her.
"Sergeant...? What are you doing here?"
It was Rhea, but she looked quite weak. At least from her chapped lips and unfocused eyes, one could tell that she must have suffered some cruel treatment here.
Chris was completely taken aback that the other person had already come out: "Miss Undead?! Weren't you locked in the basement?"
"Because... uh!" Just as she was about to explain, Rhea collapsed to her knees due to exhaustion.
They won't do that to you...
"No, he just won't let me sleep... I know that big guy is here, let's go."
With Chris's help, she struggled to her feet, intending to leave immediately.
"Wait, Angela is here too. Are you planning to leave her here?"
"Angela...? She's here too?"
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It seemed that this was also within Rhea's expectations, but she was not worried about it. On the contrary, she acted more confidently than Chris had imagined.
“Sergeant, I have fought alongside Angela before, and I know she is more capable than I imagined, certainly not as weak as she appears. And here, the one I need to worry about most is not Angela, but you.”
She patted Chris's shoulder twice and laughed, "Let's go, Sergeant. Maybe Angela is already waiting for us outside."
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"The conflict has already begun. National Day is approaching, and the day when the conductor will return is not far off."
Ether looked at the calendar on the wall, stroking her chin with great interest, her lips curving upwards as if she were watching a high-quality theatrical performance with great interest.
Rosalia, meanwhile, sat on a sofa not far away, continuing to watch a soap opera that was completely unwatched, occasionally responding to Ethel's mutterings.
"Hmm, two arrivals, twenty years apart, and both in Nadabelin. What a coincidence. That child hasn't left the capital for so long. It seems that fate is unavoidable."
"We found nothing at the location where the conductor arrived. We only found survivors at the location where we arrived at the predetermined coordinates. The official explanation was that it was the bombing of the National Memorial Hall, but that was a disturbance that occurred after the conductor's arrival."
Ether turned around and recalled, "Back then... the Gloria government said it was the work of anti-government groups?"
“That’s right. At that time, the country was in a very turbulent state. There were unexplained events, and only two survivors. It was a perfect opportunity for political manipulation.”
She picked up the popcorn beside her and began to enjoy it again, the crunching sound echoing throughout the small room.
"Her arrival made this country the first place to find eternal gold, and a gold rush ensued. The White Eagle and European countries began to try to enter Gloria to mine, and Gloria thus gained money and nominal protection. But at that time, only we knew that this was the result of the arrival of the conductor, and mankind knew nothing about it."
Now, the source of all contradictions and conflicts is about to reappear. Where will the final outcome lead?
"I'm about to begin the learned moves, so I must excuse myself now, Rosalia. See you later..."
After a strange sound, Rosalia, who was on the sofa, peeked behind her and found that apart from a few black marks, Aither had already disappeared.
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Ugh......
"Montani's side is also preparing for a big operation. I wonder where they got their hands on a cannon; they're planning to fire it at the city center..."
Rhea, you knew about this all along, didn't you? If you were in this situation, how would you have handled it...?
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She did know, because this information was provided by Rosalia and Ethel.
Montani's entire plan was laid out to them so that Rhea could solve these problems herself, even though the outcome wouldn't have much impact on them.
The only goal is to ensure the conductor's successful arrival; everything else can wait.
The chessboard had already been laid out, and she already knew her opponent's moves; it was all about how she would play...
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Yes......
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Yes, she learned a lot through these unknown intelligence sources.
The truth about that incident, and the reason why he was inexplicably targeted for revenge, all came from this unknown person.
However, she refused to believe it. She didn't think she was deceiving herself because she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, and she wouldn't believe it anyway.
How could that be? How could this be the truth?
And she vaguely sensed that the end of all this seemed to be not far off...
Now, the final message is that the rebels' artillery is about to fire on the city center. In this final moment of conflict, she will finally uncover the truth about everything, and the outcome she desires...
She needs to go, she has to go...
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"That's enough for now, Sergeant. Put me down."
After escaping to a back alley, Rhea was put down by Chris and slumped against the wall, exhausted.
Chris, however, was not yet relaxed: "You should rest for a bit. I'll go outside and check the situation. The house is probably not safe anymore. We'll have to take you somewhere else."
"No... I have to leave, I have to find that place..."
Rhea raised her hand and pulled Chris back.
"Where are you going?" She really couldn't understand what Rhea could do in her condition.
"The city center is about to be attacked by rebel artillery. I have to stop them. If I'm too late, Central Avenue might be in serious trouble..."
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Chris gritted her teeth and said angrily, "So you're going to take the hits?"
"...Sergeant, aren't you curious how I found out about this?"
"Because I know it too."
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I see......
Leia could only smile weakly and forcefully prop herself up.
"You're really trying to be a hero. Aren't you overestimating yourself?"
Chris's tone became somewhat sharp, but Rhea understood that she was doing it for her own good; she didn't want Rhea to "go to her death."
But she had to do it...
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Seeing that Rhea was still walking towards the other end of the alley, Chris continued, "Do you think the government army will just sit idly by? They're seriously underestimating the government!"
"But if it's too late, it will cause even greater damage."
"What do you think the police and the military are for? Do you think they don't do anything for the salary they get every month?"
"If this country is so corrupt that it needs a traitor to worry about its survival, then let it be destroyed! This is not a problem that you can solve alone; it is the norm in this country!"
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Rhea's body blended seamlessly with the light, and unexpectedly, the recent winters didn't always seem so sharp and unbearable.
All she left behind was a frail figure standing in the deep alley, bathed in the dim light.
“The sergeant is right, this is not a problem that I can solve on my own.”
"But it's a problem I absolutely must solve..."
She turned her head slightly, and the gentle upturn of her lips looked so warm in the light—this was nothing like the ruthless killer she once was.
"I'm leaving now. I'm entrusting Mom to you."
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"Miss Undead, Miss Undead!"
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The rebels harmed my mother so badly, and I thought that if I killed them all, my mother could find happiness again.
Because as long as I vent my anger on them, my heart can be released.
But I'm not entirely sure right now...
Was I angry when I pulled the trigger that day?
Is he still laughing?