Fujimaru Rika had a dream.
Maybe...it's a nightmare.
There is no specific content, it is more of a suffocating, painful, and scared feeling.
When she opened her eyes again, she found that the alarm sounded in the submarine.
call--
She sat up suddenly and happened to see Mathue open the door of her room.
"senior--!"
Mashu shouted.
"I know, I'll go right now!"
Fujimaru Rika put on her shoes at a very fast speed, grabbed her coat, rushed out of the room, and ran towards the control room.
Mashu hugged Fufu and followed closely behind Fujimaru Rika.
Before they entered the control room, the two of them could hear the anxious tone and voice in the control room.
"Holmes, now report on the situation on the radar? What is that guy doing now? Are he still wandering in the snow field?"
The sound of Lau Finch's radio can be heard throughout the submarine.
“Still here.”
Sherlock Holmes was almost lying on the radar, his face solemn.
"I guess I discovered us...but I'm not sure where we are, so I'm still locked."
"What!? Why is this happening!?"
Goldrov's forehead was covered in sweat, and his face was filled with horror.
"Didn't we - this submarine has optical camouflage function? Those two geniuses are not fooling people in this regard!"
"How is that possible!"
Law Finch screamed in dissatisfaction.
"Nothing in this world is perfect! Even the optical camouflage we developed cannot be foolproof!"
"To put it bluntly, this thing is mainly to avoid soldiers of Valkyrie's level. The guy who is looking for us outside is obviously not Valkyrie!"
"Subor? Or something else?"
Bang!
Fujimaru Rika suddenly pushed open the door of the control room and said while walking in quickly.
"It should be a follower."
Sherlock Holmes was not surprised that Fujimaru Rika would come so quickly and look back at her.
"But the magic reaction is extraordinary and huge... not like the spiritual base scale that ordinary servants can have."
"I remember the woman named Goyanskaya said that the followers of the stranger are stronger in the usual sense than those of the pan-human history."
Fujimaru Rika had already walked to the radar.
"I'm denying this, but... from the bottom line, it seems that it does."
"That guy..."
She remembered the strange follower she had encountered in the corridors of Chaldean when she was saving the new Director Goldruf.
A servant wearing overlying armor and holding a red lightsaber.
... Could it be that guy?
"What should I do? If this continues, it will be only a matter of time before the other party discovers...!"
"The submarine has no way to move now...what should I do?"
There was even a little crying voice in Lau Finch's voice.
No one was talking in the manipulation room.
Even Holmes began to grit his teeth.
--what to do?
——The opponent's magical quality, including radical searches, is obviously a purposeful search for them.
You can't have fantasy, that slight fantasy will probably become an opportunity to make the entire submarine and the last hope of human beings fall into a place of irreversible consequences. At this time...
There must be someone who makes decisive decisions.
Whatever the decision.
“…Urgent snorkelling.”
Goldruv Mujik raised his head.
"......well?"
Mashu hadn't reacted yet.
"Don't be stunned!"
Gritting his teeth, Goldroof snatched the radio from Sherlock Holmes.
"All the crew of the ship will immediately return to the position they should be in! Fasten your seat belt!"
"We are now facing an enemy and need to conduct urgent imaginary snorkel!"
"Okay, go to the location you should go!"
"Law Finch, spread the plane moon!"
"hurry up!"
Goldluff wiped the sweat from his blue forehead, and it was obvious that he was so nervous that he exploded.
"Your Excellency Genius, do what the new Director said."
Sherlock Holmes also moved.
"But - Director New, you should also know our current situation! Our supply is almost at the end of our lives! If we fail to float up in time in other places after snorkeling in the imaginary number, we may die in that negative number world like this!"
Although she was talking about these things, Sherlock Holmes's hand movements didn't stop at all.
"Shut up Holmes! I know what order I'm giving!"
The trembling Goldruf said as he fastened his seat belt.
"If we don't do that we'll just die here right away!"
"Our submarine represents the last hope of mankind. Even if it delays death a little, it is better than dying immediately!"
"...No! Who said we will die! We will definitely survive!...right?"
Fujimaru Rika was a little helpless.
Your last sentence...
"Um?"
After finishing the final operation, Holmes sat in his position, but the latest thing displayed on the radar made him look sideways involuntarily.
"What's wrong?"
Fujimaru Rika noticed something was wrong with Sherlock Holmes.
"It seems like a new magic reaction appeared on the radar..."
"What!? And!? What about the scale, what about the scale of magic?"
"The scale...although it is not as huge as the previous one, it seems something is not right..."
Sherlock Holmes frowned.
This magic reaction...
"Don't waste time, dive quickly-!"
To be continued...