Here’s the Mission. Your Mission Is to Burn the Elf Village and Eliminate the Terrorist Leader, Sylphina Bloommarin - Chapter 17

Dr. Austin.

That’s what the man who saved me was called from the anti-imperialists who had blended in.

He is a medical priest with only one leg, but solid skills.

According to the work schedule, he and Chloe seem to be the only medical priests here right now.

“I see. I heard the guys you sent to watch over the place didn’t come back.”

“Yes, we took them out.”

“So, Dr. Austin, were there any magicians among the anti-imperialists?”

The information that torture made him give up. The existence of the magician Marlo.

We can’t get out unless Marlo disarms the spell.

The same reason why there has been no help from the imperial army until now.

“I was there, sorcerer. Just a few moments ago, I was on my way to the president of Waku.”

There were less than 20 anti-imperialists.

Should we assume that they are on their way with the remaining 10 or so?

No. It is possible that they are on a vigil inside the church hospital.

“What are you going to do? Dr. Chloe.”

The two of us would probably be able to fight Marlo, the sorcerer.

However, all the people here are sick.

I can see that they are struggling to breathe due to the effects of forcing them to move.

“I’m…”

“I wish you were here, Chloe.”

Well, no wonder Dr. Austin says that.

“There are some anti-imperialists who are on patrol.

If they come back and all their friends have collapsed, a battle is inevitable.

Besides, I had to force the sick to move, and I want a priest’s hand.”

Dr. Chloe is staring at us.

“Don’t worry, I’ll take him down a bit. That’ll take care of everything, right?”

“No, Jonathan. You should be here.”

She still uses an alias even though she has defeated all of them.

Well, I’m not going to let her worry about that, anyway.

“No, I don’t want to get into a battle with a sorcerer here.”

I understand Dr. Chloe’s concern.

However, I am not confident that we can fight twice here and not suffer any victims.

Especially if the enemy is a magician.

“… that’s true, it’s dangerous.”

“It’s probably safer than the doctor going in with the healing premise.”

Dr. Chloe nods at me.

“It seems there’s no point in trying to stop you. Besides, even as for me, if I end up relying on a competent person like you, I’d like to rely on you. I’m afraid I’m going to put you through a lot of trouble.”

I shake my head at the doctor’s words.

“I’m sure that Sylphy’s guy is probably mad at me outside right now. I can’t wait to finish this.”

It’s that guy. If he knows what’s going on, he might try to force his way through the magic formula.

I’m going to settle the matter sooner rather than later.

“Then, I’ll tell you where it is.”

We were told the hospital room of the president of the WAKUWAKU BURGER GROUP.

He said that there should be a personal guard hired by the president at the hospital room, so it should not be immediately overrun. Still, more than ten minutes have passed since the enemy left here.

“…. to see if they are holding up.”

On the third floor, the top floor, in a private room there is the president’s hospital room.

No one was there until I was right in front of it, just as I had been told.

Right in front of the door, I see two men in tight clothes lying on the floor.

Before approaching carelessly, activate accelerated thinking and visualize whether there are any enemies in the vicinity.

They are not within visual range. It should be assumed that they are already in the sickroom.

The men who are lying down seem to be asleep.

They can’t just be sleeping peacefully under these circumstances…

They were put to sleep by magic.

In other words, on the other side of this hospital room is Marlo the magician.

“… who are you guys?”

I listen near the door.

I don’t know what’s going on inside, but there is no pretense of noticing me.

The old man’s voice is probably that of the president of the Waku Group.

“It’s the Anti-Imperialists.

I told you my name, didn’t I? I have visited your restaurant several times, right.”

“…… just a group of protesters, putting my bodyguards to sleep and setting me up like this.”

The president’s voice sounds like he’s not afraid in this situation.

“And you use an imperial pistol and call yourself ‘anti-imperial’.”

“Many of my colleagues are hostile to the mechanical technology of the Empire, but I am not.

I hate the people of the Machine Empire. If I can use the same technology to kill them, that’s good enough for me.”

I hear gunshots. I thought about jumping in there.

“…you dare to miss, don’t you?”

“I’m not going to kill you right now. I have many uses for your body.”

“What do you want..? You think you can get away with this?”

He really is a man with a lot of guts, even though he was held at gunpoint.

He’s not just a guy who sits in the president’s chair.

“We will continue the 14-year war. This time it will not end.

Not until we kill every last one of those imperial bastards.

Right? You bastards…..!!”

A gunshot rang out. It was my gut feeling, but there was no doubt that the enemy was aware of my presence.

With that in mind, I let my body escape from the door.

…As expected. The bullet shot through the door and hit the floor.

What kind of trick is that? Obviously I didn’t notice it until halfway through, and then suddenly.

Did I use some kind of magic to detect it?　

Or did I use the same kind of magic as thought communication to get information from…? No way.

“Hey, boys, you wanna put up a good fight? This is the guy who wiped out all the guys in the big hall!”