Don't use Type-Moon references in Oregairu!

The monsters quickened their pace, but the Sea-Headed Monster, seemingly limited by legend, couldn't dive like the octopus monsters and instead ran on the surface. However, this monster clearly lacked human common sense, failing to use any S-shaped movement to dodge bullets.

Yukino Yukinoshita greatly admired this spirit and decided to pick up the M200 and give it a good meal.

To fire, pull the bolt, load the gun, and fire.

As the strange event drew ever closer, everyone's mouths went dry, and they watched with awe as Haruno mechanically performed her actions without any emotion, yet every movement she made was so precise and accurate.

Bah!Bah!Bah!

When the monster was only 800 meters away from them, the M200 finally broke through the already crumbling magic defense, but unfortunately, its momentum was exhausted, and it only opened a large hole in its shoulder.

Hai Tou Zuo roared and pulled out the pipa from his back, playing a disturbing melody. The obscure and dark noise was 100 times worse than a girl scratching a blackboard with her fingernails, making the burly men of the East City Group want to drop their AK47s and run away with their ears covered.

However, Yang Nai broke out in a cold sweat. She quickly used a [segmented thinking] loop to replay the bittersweet youth of those boys and girls, suppressed the turbulent emotions in her heart, returned to calm, and pulled the trigger with a pale face.

bang.

This time, the head of the Sea Head was completely blown apart.

"It worked!" Yang Nai cheered. She was finally free from that nauseating noise.

"Lord Yang, be careful!" Countless hard and thick tentacles reached out from the edge of the cliff, trying to grab Yang, who was a tough nut to crack. The members of the East City Group warned him in alarm, but dared not use their AK47s to fire.

"Hmph." As if by magic, Yang Nai pulled out several pistols from her thighs covered by her skirt and fired them. Although she didn't injure the tentacles, she did cause them to stiffen temporarily.

She immediately backed away, shouting, "What are you still looking at? Shoot!"

Eleven AK47s were pointed at the two octopus monsters that had climbed up. Their eyes, which seemed to be in some unknown place, stared at the dark muzzles of the guns, as if they wished they could make a sound.

late.

600 bullets per minute wove a web of death, enveloping the octopus monsters.

The octopus monster is on the verge of extinction.

90. Britain: An Unforeseen Path

The two octopus-like monsters did not cause any further trouble. Even though they charged forward a few meters under the intense fire of ten AK47s, they were defeated by the two frost-enchanted grenades that Yang Nai pulled out, turning into mutilated limbs on the ground.

As the firepower ceased, Fujimaru Ritsuka and the others arrived at the scene to investigate, listening to Haruno's report on the battle.

"The magical defenses of these two little guys are only among the weakest of the monsters. Even so, at a distance of 300 meters, if it weren't for the enchanted grenades provided by Kaiki Mudsho slowing down their sprint, they should have been able to reach the East City members. Similarly, if Umi-no-Za hadn't taken a hit from a Explosive Flame enchanted bullet, it would have been difficult for her to kill the octopus monster directly from a distance." Yang Nai observed the situation and concluded that it was purely coincidental to take down the octopus monster with only two units of ammunition.

"So it seems that even without magic, the effectiveness of modern weapons is still weakened by the magical protection of the monsters? It seems we need to try and place an order with Kaiki Deishuu." At this point, Fujimaru Ritsuka couldn't help but ask Haruno, "Speaking of which, haven't the various countries considered increasing the integration of magic with modern weapons to strengthen their bargaining power?"

Yang pointed to the yellowish-orange shell casings on the ground, indicating that it wasn't that they didn't want to, but that they were consuming too many: "All the AK47s they had were equipped with extended magazines, and they fired over 1000 bullets in this battle. If they're consuming so many bullets to deal with these small guys, what about the large monsters? Currently, Bei Mudshou says he hasn't even developed a method for mass-producing weak enchantments; it's all done by hand. What I got were basically experimental samples. If Bei Mudshou can achieve mass-production, low-consumption enchantments in the future, then they can be widely used in modern weapons."

Fujimaru Ritsuka understood. The deterrent power of modern weapons is built upon sufficient firepower, thus requiring extremely high logistical capabilities. A complete shift to beyond-visual-range precision strikes also places demands on researchers: they need to be independently trained, actively involved in weapon design, possess a strong sense of secrecy, and be willing to act as tools.

However, these bizarre and extraordinary materials only appeared for about two years, and the magic-type researchers who were able to participate in the finalization of modern weapons had not yet achieved anything significant enough to change the situation.

Wild superhumans like Bemuni Chu are not willing to be supported by a state, although it is estimated that many countries have offered him opportunities.

However, this is a good thing for Fujimaru Ritsuka. He plans to give all the materials in the warehouse that are not currently used to Kaiki Deishuu as research investment, and entrust him with the development of mass-producible weapons for fighting against physical monsters in the city.

"Once it's developed, we can sell the patent, but we have to be quick. You know, those big bullies in the capitalist world will seize things by force if necessary..." Fujimaru Ritsuka is now caught in the hunter's dilemma of deciding whether to roast or steam the goose before even shooting it down.

Yang nudged his shoulder, waking Fujimaru Ritsuka from his reverie: "Speaking of which, haven't these monsters been disappearing much slower lately?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka paused, her gaze fixed on the monster's remains on the ground. They were indeed different from usual. In the past, monsters would quickly turn to dust in the air after being defeated, leaving only recyclable materials or fragments. But now, they seemed to be slowly decomposing.

"Have the East City Group bring over a fishing boat, retrieve the Sea Head you took down earlier, and see what's going on."

"Yes."

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"The concentration of magic in the air is rising." Bei Mu Nishu's gloomy face spoke eloquently in the video on the tablet. "According to the information I obtained when I was acquiring materials recently, many people are complaining that it has become much more difficult to mine materials recently. In the past, after killing monsters, the remains would disappear quickly except for the usable materials. Now, we either have to wait for them to degrade slowly, or we have to cut them open or burn them with fire."

"This situation is related to the magic in the air. In the past, monsters could only maintain their physical existence with extraordinary materials, but now they can use magic to maintain their form. You should understand what this means, right?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded: "The frequency of strange occurrences will increase, and the era when you would gain something for every strange you killed will be gone forever. Just like these three."

Just now, under the guidance of Kaiki Deishuu, Fujimaru Ritsuka used a knife to dissect the remains of the three monsters, but found nothing in the end.

To be honest, although these strange monsters are different from real creatures—their corpses lack a digestive system and don't have the peculiar smell of decaying flesh—their slow degradation seems more like a gradual disappearance due to a reaction with magical energy in the air. But they still possess blood and bodily fluids, and even with a well-sealed gas mask, Fujimaru Ritsuka still felt uneasy.

But compared to that, what Bei Mu Nishu said concerned him more.

"I hope the future won't be like Capcom's Monster Hunter World..." Fujimaru Ritsuka joked, and unexpectedly, Kaiki Deishuu joined in.

He nodded approvingly in the video: "Very likely, but let's put the future aside for now. The biggest problem now is what you mentioned earlier about the dragon in the Demon Cave. Because of this change, other organizations have also begun to believe that the world can withstand that big guy emerging from the Demon Cave, so they will be holding a meeting soon, inviting all those with the ability to investigate."

"This time, it will be held online. You should receive an invitation from the Reform Committee later."

Fujimaru Ritsuka felt relieved—finally someone had gone to lead the charge, and it would be even better if they could delay that unknown color Lancer Artoria underground.

Beki Mudsho then laughed happily, saying, "In addition, the commotion at the London Cave has also been noticed by everyone. The news that Britain concealed information, resulting in the disappearance of expedition members from various countries to this day, has also been exposed. Germany and France in Europe have launched an attack together, and the United States has also joined in to kick them while they're down. Now, their days of controlling access are over."

Fujimaru Ritsuka curled her lip and said disdainfully, "Those bureaucrats have finally been caught, haven't they? They should have been dealt with a long time ago. It's 8102 already, do they really think they can rebuild the glory of the British Empire with a tomb like Albion? In a few years, the United States will have to shout that they don't want human rights but want development. When China confronts them about diplomatic hegemony, they can only pretend not to hear it and dare not make a move."

"Huh? What are you saying?"

"Nothing... What I meant was, if it weren't for peacetime, Britain, which used to collect rent on its own, would have been dealt with long ago. Now it's still playing the bureaucratic game. I'm afraid Britain will have concessions one day."

“That’s quite possible…” Bei Mudshou pondered for a moment before answering seriously.

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An unforeseen path.

91. Give me back my eggplant!

A concession is a piece of land within the territory of another country, established under certain agreements, whereby another country enjoys administrative autonomy and extraterritorial rights. The first concession in modern history was a disastrous creation by John Bull in China's territory.

If Britain were truly forced to establish a concession on the land of Albion, the Tomb of the Dead, then Fujimaru Ritsuka would really laugh out loud three times and exclaim, "What goes around comes around!"

"Is this really possible? The colonial era is long gone now, the concession law can't possibly be passed by Britain, right?" Although she was gloating, Fujimaru Ritsuka still retained some rationality.

Bei Mudshou shrugged: "It's just similar, it's about understanding the spirit. Under the leadership of the United States, the five permanent members of the UN Security Council, except for Britain, have reached a consensus. First of all, the taxation on supernatural materials is definitely gone. Who told them to put on such a show? Few supernatural beings believe that Britain can maintain the security of this region."

"And then what?" Fujimaru Ritsuka asked with great interest.

I always felt this guy was shameless in his enjoyment of the spectacle.

Bei Mudshou pointed to his second finger: "Secondly, that region will be forced to open up its garrison rights. In the past two years, Britain has become less obedient to the United States, its 'filial son,' because of the Spirit Tomb and Demon Cave incident, so they are quite dissatisfied there. However, Britain's military budget is tight, its fleet has shrunk, and even the right to target nuclear weapons is in the hands of the United States, so the stationed troops are actually not enough. In the past two days, it is said that some strange creatures have rushed out and caused casualties, so a joint force will be stationed there in the future."

"Hehe~~ It's the kind of thing where powerful countries use the guise of UN peacekeeping to send their own troops there for defense?" Fujimaru Ritsuka felt like she'd stumbled upon some juicy gossip. It seemed like Britain had suffered heavy casualties this time.

"Of course, it's done in a private capacity, basically limited to sending people out from within the five permanent members of the UN Security Council. The names and pretexts might even be research teams or medical teams or something like that," Bei Mu Nishu retorted. "Now, even the allocation of entry quotas is managed by a temporarily formed committee. You see, Britain is in this situation, unable to collect taxes, with foreign troops stationed there, and the administrative quotas for entry are also jointly managed, while the rule of law is probably just a formality—so if it's not a concession, then who is?"

"Can the five permanent members of the Security Council really handle this?" Fujimaru Ritsuka still found it a bit unbelievable. After all, the modern world is generally in a state of peace, and such behavior that tramples on national sovereignty is really incomprehensible.

Bei Mudshou gave a strange smile: "There's nothing we can do. It's said that several awakened Knights of the Round Table have been trapped inside. Britain's regular supernatural forces are reduced to less than one-tenth. Unless we really start World War III, we definitely can't hold onto this gold mine."

"Ah... I see, I can barely make sense of it... wait, Knights of the Round Table?!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka felt a chill run down his spine; if he hadn't misheard, something terrible was about to happen.

"That's right. It's said that the Awakened Ones codenamed [Lancelot], [Gawain], and [Mordred], along with their subordinate superhumans, disappeared into the deeper layers a month ago, but they've been keeping it a secret. Now the cover-up can't be kept up anymore, so they have to admit it. Now only [Galahat] is holding things together, and it's said that the current plan was approved because of [Galahat's] inaction." Kaiki Deishu thought to himself, "Nobita, your information network is really lacking."

Fujimaru Ritsuka hesitantly asked Kaiki Deishuu, "By the way, that [Galahat]... is she moist?"

Not knowing what to ask, Fujimaru Ritsuka's mind was filled with countless colorful eggplants flying around, so she didn't think about seeing the physical copy of Dangerous Beast.

This irrational and fragmented statement left even Kaiki Deishuu speechless for a long time: "Fujimaru, so that's why you're still a virgin. You actually like the 'Shudo' thing."

Pshaw, it's a man.

Fujimaru Ritsuka shook her head, trying to clear the yellow stuff out of her head: "No, I was just having a brain fart, just pretend I didn't say anything."

"Hmm~ It seems you think Galahad is a woman? Anyway, the struggle for the Spirit Tomb Albion in Britain is basically settled after the big rogue from Blue Star intervened. Many superhuman organizations will actively participate in the temporary committee. Therefore, access will be relatively open, and tickets won't be as hard to come by as before. In addition, the strange riots inside the Demon Cave have greatly increased the possibility of organizations exploring the Demon Cave." After saying this, Kaiki Deishuu was about to hang up the video call when Fujimaru Ritsuka stopped him.

“Mr. Kaiki, please secretly inform those organizations that are preparing to enter the venue—even if they discover the Knights of the Round Table still lingering in the Spirit Tomb Albion, they must be extremely cautious; they can no longer be trusted,” Fujimaru Ritsuka sincerely told Kaiki Deishuu.

If the worst-case scenario were to occur, it might not be that the Knights of the Round Table were wiped out, but rather that even if he met Lancer Artoria as an Awakened, he would be forced by his Spirit Origin to pledge his loyalty to her.

Kaiki Deishu gave Fujimaru Ritsuka a deep look, his expression not very pleasant: "It's related to that dragon? Hmph, I think I have a pretty good idea of ​​what that dragon might actually be. In exchange, what do you want?"

"Regarding all the information about [Galahat], I want to determine whether the other party is friend or foe."

"I'll send you the intelligence after I finish gathering it tonight. Oh dear, you're still so preoccupied with it. Be careful you don't actually get captured, you know. The other side is an absolutely kind person." Kaiki Deishu teased him before ending the communication.

Fujimaru Ritsuka let out a sigh of relief, walked out of the dissection room, took off her mask and dissection coat, washed her hands, and collapsed onto a recliner, completely unwilling to move.

Yukino, Haruno, and Yui were all sitting leisurely in the living room, enjoying the air conditioning and humming songs, showing no remorse whatsoever for seeing him almost collapsing from exhaustion.

"What's wrong, Fujimaru?" I poked him.

"Wow, A-Teng, are you disgusted? Don't cry, pat pat~" po pat.

"Fujimaru-sama, although I just heard your conversation through my Bluetooth earpiece, what are you thinking about now?" (Pokes)

Fujimaru Ritsuka, both amused and exasperated, slapped away the three feet poking him: "Stop messing around~ Ugh, I'm so annoyed, do you guys really not treat me like a man?"

Yukino: "Just consider him a scumbag."

Yui: "Treat her as a best friend."

Yang Nai: "Treat him as a coward."

The three of them said in unison, "So what's there to worry about?"

"It's nothing, it's just that the thought of fighting King Arthur and then facing her loyal companions makes my stomach hurt a little."

"Oh~~~ Weren't you thinking about whether Galahad is moisturizing or not?"

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"Shameful slander! I just miss my cute junior."

Yukino sneered: "I know, it's that perverted eggplant, right?"

Oh, I forgot. Meltlilith seems to remember Mash.

Fujimaru Ritsuka watched the other two girls gossiping about the smirking Yukino, and could only cover her face and pretend to be dead on the recliner.

92. The Stinky-Mouthed Cyborg Knight