Kamen Rider, the Mission Must Be Fulfilled!

Avis Bron nodded. His voice was calm and indifferent. It was an objective conclusion without emotional factors. The rigor and truth-seeking of a scholar made the cruelty of the conclusion even deeper at this time.

Tachibana lowered her head, she actually has a good impression of Tirano who hasn't been with her for a long time, and Tirano, who is a bit rash but quite well-behaved, always reminds Tachibana of the dog at home.

Although the difference in size is not 01:30, the behavior pattern is very similar.

But the more so, the more difficult it was for Tachibana to accept the facts.

【Whether Tiranor will betray or not has nothing to do with its own will. 】

Such a conclusion seems too reckless for that immature and simple tyrannosaurus.

... In fact, Zheng Yi also understands this point.

He didn't choose to turn a blind eye to this possibility, but instead chose to trust Tiranor's heart.

As for whether this kind of trust is out of pity, or out of empathy like a rainy day, this is something that even Zheng Yi himself may not be able to tell.

"Everyone, let's end this topic first."

In the unfolded projection, Holmes cut off the spread of the dull atmosphere at the right time. Holding his pipe that he almost never left, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Atalanta: "Miss. Atalanta, I asked you to May I ask how it's going?"

"Ah, that one."

Atalanta frowned slightly: "The situation is not very good. To be honest, even if we go all out, the combat power we can produce is less than half. If we take into account the need to retain a certain number of personnel to guard the temporary stronghold, I'm afraid I won't even be able to get half of it out."

"The union?"

Billy looked up.

"The joint plan is still the same, but we may have to make some adjustments in the details of the operation."

Holmes pondered for a moment before asking, "Miss Atalanta, how much effective combat power can you produce?"

"...Thirty percent."

Gritting her teeth and drooping her ears, Atalanta squeezed out two words with difficulty, and then sighed helplessly as if discouraged: "At least, we must leave those children with [-]% of young and middle-aged to do it." retreat."

If they fail, there will be no way out for the rebels—this kind of words, including Atalanta herself, understands, but she can't bear it after all.

In this regard, Holmes did not forcefully persuade him, he just nodded slightly, as if he had expected this number long ago.

"Then, according to the current situation, let me explain our next actions."

"First of all, Mr. Avis Bron, Mr. Zheng Yi, Mr. Billy, and Mr. Salieri, I need four of you to exchange Tachibana and repair materials back to the base vehicle. The next battle will be indispensable. The support of the base vehicle, so it is necessary to repair the base vehicle anyway.”

"Then Miss. Atalanta, regarding the transfer of the rebel army, I hope you will immediately lead [-]% of the combat power to join Mr. Beowulf's personnel at the location we agreed on after completing the basic personnel transfer. Work is just as important."

"I will transfer the control of the Gramms who follow you, just like before, so that even if there are only [-]% of young Yaga left, they can complete the reconstruction of the temporary stronghold by themselves."

For the hesitant Atalanta, Avisbron gave her a reassurance.

After hesitating for a while, Atalanta let out a long breath and nodded seriously.

"Just as Kotomine Kirei, or that priest Marchelis said, whether it is to overthrow Lei Di's tyranny, or to solve the Mystery Belt itself, we must go to the capital Yaga Mosco. But The problem of insufficient basic combat power is equally serious, and for this reason, one piece of information we have received so far is certain."

Holmes shook the pipe in his hand: "That means that the Killer Hunter will completely disappear when the Tsar wakes up."

"Therefore, if we want to make up for the double disadvantages of Yaga and the Killing Hunters in terms of quality and quantity, what we have to do is to wake up the emperor from his sleep first."

"In fact, when Mr. Zheng Yi just arrived, it seemed that he almost accomplished this feat, but from Mr. Salieri's words, we judge that even without Mr. Salieri, that Father Marchelis is capable Appease Lei Di's dream and keep him asleep."

"So, if we want to accomplish our common goal, there is only one last option left."

Holmes smiled contentedly.

"That is to hit the tsar's throne directly from the front, forcing him to get up."

"It's only relative. Judging from the reaction of the enemy and the clues we have obtained so far, the power held by the tsar may be extraordinary."

"So, in order to deal with this potentially troublesome getting up, the last hole cards had to be played."

Having said that, Holmes looked at Zheng Yi.

"Mr. Zheng Yi, can I entrust you with this task?"

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Chapter 39: Fighting for Your Own Justice

Holmes' plan is actually not that complicated.

Let Yaga led by Beowulf and Atalanta attack the capital Yaga Mesco from the front, and attract most of the killing hunters to deal with it as a feint attack. Nastasia was also attracted there, thus leaving Lei Di's palace in a vacuum of servant-level combat power.

In this step, the Servants in the feint team will include Beowulf, Atalanta, Billy, and Avis Bronn. With such a lineup that is almost capable of fighting a Holy Grail War, it will attract Lei from the front. The main combat power of the imperial side - most of them will also include the Triceratops Trike and the Pterosaur Prietra.

At the same time, there were only two people in the other group, that is, the members of the team that sneaked into the palace to face the Thunder Emperor.

Or, two followers.

Salieri, who was familiar with the basic terrain of the palace and where Lei Di was, and Zheng Yi, who was enough to confront Lei Di single-handedly according to the calculations of Sherlock Holmes and Da Vinci.

In short, it is a very typical tactic of smacking east and west.

But this tactic has a downside.

"Holmes, how can you be sure that without me on the frontal battlefield, the other party will not be suspicious?"

Tirano carried Salieri, Billy, and Avis Bron, while Zheng Yi drove the R6 to Tachibana. A large and a small figure ran in the snowy field, heading for the base vehicle.

As for the restoration materials, they were packed and sorted out and carried by Tirano.

Lihua put his arms around Zheng Yi's waist, and Holmes' projection appeared on the communication device on his wrist.

"This question, Mr. Zheng Yi, you already have the answer, don't you?"

"..."

Zheng Yi was silent.

Holmes didn't care about it, he just wanted to light his pipe subconsciously, but just as his hand was halfway up, Matthew and Da Vinci stared back at him.

He smiled and shook his head: "Actually, Mr. Zheng Yi, you can trust your own judgment more. Although your foundation is not solid at the detective level, I have to say that your innate intuition and logic ability often leads you to the truth."

"You don't need to ask me for proof one by one. Sometimes it's interesting to discover the truth yourself."

"Don't you want to favor the little brother, you evil-minded and happy criminal? After all, there is a good-looking young man with a good-looking and simple personality. What kind of shit are you spreading, Sherlock Holmes!"

He poked Holmes on the shin with the staff taller than himself, forcefully pushing him out of the screen.

"Anyway, come here first, I have prepared coffee and black tea, [my] records show that you like black tea very much, brother, right?"

"Yeah, especially—"

"—two sugar cubes, right?"

"Correct."

Looking at the little Leonardo da Vinci with a proud expression on his waist, Zheng Yi nodded, "We'll be there soon."

"See you soon, everyone!"

Tachibana sticks out her small head from behind Zheng Yi, and shows a big smiling face to everyone in the projection, but it looks a little naive under the background of the red nose from the cold.

"See you later, then."

Immediately, the communication was cut off from Little Da Vinci.

"Everyone is in good spirits."

"Well, everyone is working hard."

Lihua tightened her arms, and buried her head on Zheng Yi's back. After a long time, she slowly muttered something that she didn't know whether she was asking Zheng Yi or herself.

"Are we... okay?"

"..."

"Brother, those words of Kotomine Kirei..."

"Tachibana."

Zheng Yi didn't look back, he knew that Tachibana's face, which was hidden on his back at this time, must look like it needs comfort.

But only at this time, with this question, Zheng Yi knew that he could not choose to [comfort].

"Tachibana, the road you have traveled is a difficult, painful, long and even desperate road."

"Save the world, save mankind, restore human reason, confront a powerful existence called the King of Magic, and stand on a terrifying battlefield where servants often find it difficult to gain a foothold just as a human being."

"Glory, expectations, and everyone's thoughts."

"Tachibana, the struggle you once fought was a blessed struggle."

"Blessed...struggle..."

In my mind, the figures of the servants who once stood side by side emerged one after another.

As Zheng Yi said, Tachibana's road to restore humanity is a road blessed by history.

The heroic spirits use their own methods, either directly or indirectly, sometimes standing in front of Tachibana to open up the future for her, and sometimes providing her with a pillar behind her.

It is a struggle that is supported, approved, hoped for, and prayed for.

"But Tachibana, things like fighting aren't always like this."

"There are battles that are expected, and there are battles that are not expected."

"There is a battle blessed and prayed for, and there is a battle cursed and loathed."

"Disgraceful, untouching, and unacceptable."

"The heartbeat of the battle is surging, and sometimes it is a storm that destroys people's spirit and will."

"Tachibana probably hasn't experienced that kind of battle yet."

"..."

The girl didn't respond, she just tried her best to hold Zheng Yi's waist tightly, as if this would free herself from the depression of thinking more.