"Are you ready?"
"If you are ready, then start the battle meeting."
In the absence of Sherlock Holmes, Goldroof sat in the seat exclusively belonging to the captain and glanced at Lau Finch next to him.
“Technical Consultant.”
"Let's sort out the current situation first."
Law Finch opened his small notebook, put on his glasses and looked around while looking.
"It has been about twenty hours since yesterday's attack, and because of your joint efforts, we have avoided the most deadly result."
Fujimaru Rika lowered her head slightly.
"However, even though we survived, the situation we are facing is even more serious."
Law Finch's eyes became a little serious.
"Zigrud, the servant of the strange belt, invaded our cab and took away the key props for our imaginary submarine [Plane Moon]."
"That's right! Why is it a plane moon!"
Bang!
Goldruf knocked on the armrest of his seat in anger.
"Isn't that what you put in your hands, Commander?"
Munier, who had gauze wrapped around his head, looked at Goldruv speechlessly.
Although he did not deny that what Goldruv did right at that time was right - but after he honestly handed over the Plane Moon, he now looks so angry again...
"Idiot! That's it, that's my hard work! I'm not giving gifts!"
Goldruf glared at the driver who had been singing opposite him all the time.
"That man is quite savage..."
"I'll talk about these questions later!"
Law Finch couldn't stand his speech being interrupted, so he patted Goldroof's arm hard, then cleared his throat and returned to his serious expression.
"The impact damage encountered during emergency floating, the impact of being dragged up by emergency diving, and Ziegrud's straightforward attack... The damage of the submarine has now reached a very serious level."
"Loss of motivation, loss of external armor - but in general, it is already the luckiest result."
"We have not suffered any losses from personnel, and the most critical optical camouflage barrier device has not been damaged and can still operate normally."
This is actually quite critical.
Although the optical camouflage barrier device of the submarine has no effect on a servant like Grude, who has strong insight, it can still play a good role in preventing the gods of the giants.
Now it is the Nordic era of the gods, and there are quite a lot of giants... This is information from Nolra.
"By the way, let's welcome Berserker's servant Nolra Broll to join our submarine~"
She smiled, pulled Nolla over, and introduced to everyone on the submarine.
Nolra's face was a little flushed and she looked a little afraid of her life, but she raised her hand and greeted everyone.
"Hello, you guys..."
So cute...
Such a sensible and obedient boy, and very cute, is simply a treasure given by God.
Everyone thought so subconsciously.
"However, correspondingly, there are also individuals who are quite serious."
Let Nolra return to Munier's side, Lau Finch sighed.
"How is the situation with Holmes?"
Fujimaru Rika looked a little nervous.
She has never seen Sherlock Holmes again since she went to bed yesterday, and Sherlock Holmes is not here now.
"If he acted forcibly, he would die."
"The Luen of Death is such a thing. Although he avoided the certain ending as a servant, the possibility remains."
"He needs to rest in the infirmary during this period. Don't you get close to the other side casually. Do you understand?"
"Luen of Death..."
Mashu's eyes widened slightly.
This thing is not...
"Well, it's the one Mashu thinks."
Law Finch knew what Mathieu was thinking and nodded.
"The Nordic Lun is a magic base that has been lost. Although modern magicians have re-analyzed and constructed it, compared with the Lun of the God-generation, it is really too unremarkable."
"But that said, modern Luen is still very convenient to use, after all, the singing time is very short."
"By the way, we used the magic ceremonies we made for Rika before, and we had referenced the part of Lun's magic."
"Oh? Ah..."
Fujimaru Rika nodded, a pity.
Many of the ceremonies that Lawrence and Leonardo da Vinci used to travel through special environments before were thrown to the Chaldean side...
"all in all--"
Law Finch closed his book, stretched out a finger, and lengthened his voice.
"The Original Luen is a very powerful thing."
"The highest god in Nordic mythology [Odin] created a lot of things from the body of Yumier, who originated, but Lun is an exception."
"The great god discovered that he once gave his life and the shape of the text contained the mystery of the world. In other words, this is the shape discovered by the great god that can point to the so-called [real]. It can probably be described in this way."
"Once [death] is engraved, then [death] will come, which is basically unavoidable."
"But that's just for living creatures."
"Laufinch's biological meaning is...isn't the servant considered alive?"
Fujimaru Rika tilted her head.
"This is for sure. After all, they are all dead people. How could they still be 'living'? So Nolra and the guy Sherlock Holmes used this trait to avoid the inevitability of the death Lun."
"But before recovery, Holmes remained honestly in the infirmary, and my temporary can was ready!"
"Okay, OK, hurry up and get to the point." Goldluff waved his hand.
He looked at Fujimaru Rika and Mashu seriously.
"Tizumaru Rika, Mathu Gillet, I'm going to post a new mission to you."
"Although you must know what I'm going to say, I'll still repeat it."
"We have lost the Plane Moon and temporarily lost the combat power of a cavalry."
“But the current situation is really too urgent—”
"So now breaking the status quo and moving forward is the most important thing!"
At the last moment, Lau Finch beautifully grabbed the opportunity to be handsome as the director.
Goldruf looked at this abominable artificial devil who likes to fight against him on all levels.
Chapter completed!