The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

The silver blade gleamed, and time seemed to stand still in the chief's office, falling into silence.

"What does this mean? I am Bella Levitt, one of the twenty-eight monsters summoned by the Director, and your loyal subordinate. Is this some kind of harassment?"

The secretary, with a knife held to his throat, broke the long silence first, speaking calmly and expressionlessly.

"That's amazing, just like Bella would say."

“Because that’s who I am.”

"No, the real Bella is in the monitoring room."

Orlando narrowed his eyes and said with great certainty.

Including himself, all twenty-eight members of the monster had electronic chips implanted in their shoulders.

Orlando was able to amplify the magic within his body through collecting stamps, making it appear as if a radar screen was appearing before his eyes, allowing him to discern the distance between the chips.

At this moment, his senses told him that the chip located in the monitoring room on the third floor belonged to Belle, while the chip responses of the other members did not indicate that any of them were in this room.

The person resembling Bella seemed to be pondering whether the director's words were just a bluff.

Soon, the other party sighed and shook their head.

"It's been read now. IC chip... I can't copy something that's so complex right away. I should probably spend a little more time, Master."

Upon hearing the word "Master," Orlando's expression immediately tightened, and at the same time, a sigh could be heard from a corner of the Director's office.

"Ah... IC chip? Does that mean there are electronic devices or something implanted inside the body? That's amazing. I really wouldn't know if they did that. I miscalculated."

The figure in the corner was a dejected Frat.

Upon seeing Fratt, Orlando immediately took action, preparing to summon the monster that San had placed in his room.

He judged that the enemy's Heroic Spirit must not have high combat ability to use such an unexpected infiltration method; perhaps it was a Servant like an Assassin.

In that case, we can try to use the opponent's Master as a hostage to try to block the opponent's Servant.

Orlando immediately drew his pistol from his free hand and fired a bullet into the floor.

With an almost silent launch sound, the special warhead that reached the ground activated the barrier inside the room, and the three-headed monster immediately appeared around Flat.

"Intervention begins [Play ball]"

Immediately, Flat began chanting incantations, and the three magical beasts, upon hearing the sound, lowered their heads and began wagging their tails.

"What?"

Orlando exclaimed in surprise, all the defensive magic he had activated was nullified, and even the emergency notification he had sent out was blocked.

It appears that the opponent rewrote the magic the instant the magic was unleashed, and seized all of the magic systems.

This gave Orlando a real understanding of the title given to Frat and the taboo child of Tianhui.

However, Orlando was not completely out of luck. His skill level was not outstanding, otherwise he would not have been rejected by the Clock Tower.

Even if one could instantly rewrite the magic Orlando himself had constructed, it would be impossible to rewrite the magic of Caster, who was undoubtedly a magician from the Age of Gods.

Although this is not Caster's workshop (that workshop is located deeper inside), the police station above has also undergone some modifications.

"Status terminated [Game set]".

Flat spoke again, and then shook hands with his outstretched hand in time with the sound.

The summoned monsters immediately returned to their original location and became spirits, and everything was restored to the state it was in when the defensive barrier was activated.

At the same time, another person with the same appearance appeared next to the fake subordinate whom Orlando was holding a knife to.

"Please disengage your attack stance, Sheriff Orlando Revere."

Using the same tone as Bella, it should be a calm declaration of the existence of the Flat Servant.

At the same time, several identical figures appeared in the room, pointing to the surveillance video. Orlando's figure appeared in every scene on the monitor.

But seeing this, Orlando calmed down and didn't even rush to activate the police station's hidden resources.

"It seems that you have taken control."

Orlando quietly sheathed the knife in his hand and walked back to his desk.

"Oh, do you understand now?"

"Yes, if you really wanted to kill me, you would have had an easier way to assassinate me. By revealing a portion of your power to make the negotiations more advantageous, you are just like the Mafia."

"Uh... because all the barriers are naturally connected to the director, I wanted to disguise myself as a subordinate to spy on the situation... I didn't expect to give myself away and turn it into a battle. I'm sorry, I startled you."

Flat bowed his head apologetically to Orlando, causing Orlando to frown.

Although he had heard that the young man in front of him did not have the temperament that a magician should have, why would a young man with such temperament participate in the Holy Grail War?

Orlando was somewhat puzzled, even wondering if this performance was an act.

"And then? Is there something you need from me?"

Orlando calmed himself down a bit, sat down steadily, adopted the proper posture, and asked.

"Yes, but rather than saying there's something to discuss, I think it would be better to have a chat since there's a Master among the police contacts."

"Wait a minute, how do you know there's a Master in the police station?"

"Because several of the police officers patrolling the streets are magicians, and the magical surveillance system is built around the police station. And I'm thinking, maybe Mr. Saber from the TV shows is here too..."

"Is there another surveillance system at the correctional center in town? Is that a prison? Although it's connected to that, it's closer to here."

Although he was somewhat displeased that his surveillance network had been discovered, Orlando felt a little relieved now that Faldius's network had also been discovered.

After that, Orlando asked again:

"So you're planning to join forces with me? That means you have a target, right? Who is it?"

“Huh? Oh, I’m sorry, rather than forming a united front… there are actually some differences.”

"Ok?"

"We are...we're here to report a crime!"

The word "report a crime" was something Orlando, as the police chief, heard constantly, but now he frowned as if he were hearing it for the first time.

"Actually, it seems that there are Masters of the Holy Grail War among the people hospitalized in the hospital."

Flat spoke to Orlando, who was showing this reaction.

"what?"

"Starting this morning, it seems that a faint magical connection has formed between the people in that hospital and a large number of people. That's why I thought it would be better to notify them since there are people in the police force who know a lot about magic."

Chapter Thirty-Seven: Noon

“I have confirmed it. As Mr. Flat said, the Command Seals were indeed found on Tsubaki Kanuki.”

In the director's office, after the real Bebela hung up the phone, she turned to Orlando with a blank expression and spoke.

"So, she summoned a Servant while she was unconscious... is that what you mean?"

"Yes, judging from the situation, I think it's possible that the Servant is acting alone."

"Why not the couple, but their daughter? What does that have to do with them still living at home?"

Orlando can only feel a constant stream of new questions arising about the current situation.

Furthermore, if one were to use police power to interfere with the hospital without knowing the true identity and specific circumstances of the other party's followers, it would feel like jumping into a trap.

"Excuse me... there must also be a method like blasting an entire hospital room away with a large-scale magic spell, right?"

Upon hearing Flatt's proposal, Orlando's brow furrowed even deeper.

"Although if something unexpected happens, this might be the only way... However, I have made a pact with my twenty-eight monster subordinates, binding us together on the side of justice, so I must ensure their justice."

If we're going to sacrifice that girl, it has to be under circumstances that are worthy of justice... so unless we can definitively say there's no other way, I want to rule out that option first.

Orlando spoke to Flatt with a slightly displeased tone.

"Really? I'm relieved to hear that!"

"?"

"It means that if you're the kind of person who would do that from the beginning, we won't be able to form a united front... Although I think that if you were a magician, as everyone says, many people would have done that without hesitation from the start."

Are you testing me?

Orlando let out a long sigh as he observed Flat.

Indeed, the boy in front of him didn't seem like a magician, and he was pretty much the same.

"But in terms of the outcome, I would choose to uphold the order of the majority, so I hereby assert that if the situation of victimization continues to spread, I will point my gun at that girl."

"Alright! But since the director has been frank with me, I can confidently introduce him to you!"

Search QQ group: 氿〇缌八④迩〈¤酒0ˉ）甒“Introduction?”

Orlando looked puzzled, while Flat smiled and tossed the machine he had pulled from his pocket to Orlando.

It was a cell phone, and it was still in the process of making a call somewhere.

"My end will undergo twenty-seven stages of cipher processing, and the other side will also process it, so I think neither magical nor scientific methods can be used to eavesdrop. Please listen."

"..."

Orlando took the phone with some confusion, and only after being urged by Flat did he put it to his ear.

"It sounds like you're Chief Orlando Reeve, who oversees the Snowfield City Police Department."

The man on the other end of the phone spoke, his voice sounding young yet incredibly powerful.

"That's right, who are you?"

Orlando pondered the other person's identity while weaving together his thoughts, but his mind stopped when a certain name appeared in his head.

To let Orlando know if his premonition was correct, the man on the other end of the phone spoke up.

This action was simply to inform Xueyuan that he was one of the masterminds behind everything and to show her who she was.

"The lecturer of the Modern Magic Department at the Clock Tower, usually referred to as Lord El-Melloi II, borrowing the name of the monarch."

In contrast to Orlando's wide-eyed astonishment, the man who claimed to be one of the highest authorities in the Clock Tower continued:

"However, I will use another name for you."

“Wave Velvet…a mere third-rate magician who once participated in the Holy Grail War held in the Eastern Tomb.” (9)