Holy Grail War? Dragon Ball War

However, no matter how they investigated, they found nothing suspicious.

"It shouldn't be a curse or any kind of spell."

Orlando stared at the email, resting his chin on his hands and muttering to himself.

Although magic has evolved into many different forms, I have never heard of any magician who can perform magic by simply connecting to the internet and using a network cable.

Rather than being suspicious, it would be better to be careful as to prevent the possibility of a computer virus.

He still had some office files stored on this computer, so it would be a bit of a hassle if they got lost.

"Origin unknown."

"The sender is unknown."

After a long silence, Orlando witnessed a startling scene.

The email opened by itself and revealed its contents.

"!"

His long-standing vigilance made him instantly stand up and try to get away, but he only calmed down after confirming that it was just ordinary text.

"what?"

Upon seeing the contents, Orlando looked doubtful.

He frowned, finding it difficult to understand the other person's intentions.

[Compared to Masters, the police should have an easier time taking action, right?]

He remained silent as he read the sentence.

Although I hate to admit it, that's often the case.

The police have far fewer concerns than the mysterious magician.

"We need to confirm that."

If what was said in the email is true, then as the head of the police department, he cannot turn a blind eye.

If the "epidemic" engulfing the city can be resolved, then it is something that needs to be done.

Protecting the people is their duty as police officers, and it is also a "justice" that cannot be compromised.

I was planning to send the "28-man monster" to the scene, but I felt a little uneasy.

He then dialed the number and called the person who had left not long ago.

"I've sent you the map; my men will be there soon."

"If there is any danger, please handle it."

"correct."

"Until the matter is clarified, my attitude towards Kuan Qiuchun will remain primarily one of protection."

He expressed his attitude in this way, as if to avoid being misunderstood.

Even if the email was true, Orlando wasn't so extreme as to want to kill the 10-year-old girl.

While the unknown spirits cast a shadow over the city, the police officers had a duty to take appropriate rescue measures.

Instead of approaching it with an extreme and convenient mindset like, "Oh, then let's just kill her quickly."

Unless the situation is so extreme that there is no other way but to choose murder.

But when it really comes to that, the bureau chief will personally bear the guilt rather than let his subordinates suffer the inner torment.

.........

"The hospital."

"It should be heading in this direction, right?"

Saitama looked around at his surroundings, then gazed around.

With nothing else to do, he went out for a walk.

He had changed back into his usual hero's outfit.

Saitama easily learned how to use magic in the basics, which Orlando had previously sent someone to teach him.

However, that's about it, because he wasn't very interested in getting to the deeper levels.

As a result, the use of magic was limited to "restoring clothes".

Of course, his strange attire attracted a lot of attention.

This made Saitama feel a little uncomfortable.

After all, they are being watched by many ordinary people, but they can't say anything about it.

Suppressing those thoughts, he followed the provided map and found the road to the hospital.

"Oh, there's a church over there?"

Saitama glanced curiously at the church next to the hospital, which was being visited by many people.

A man standing at the door stared at him for a long time.

"Was he a priest too?"

He's very young, but he gives off a similar vibe to Genos.

Saitama made the judgment instinctively.

(Spare me, who exactly allowed the Heroic Spirits to roam freely in the streets?)

Hansa's lips twitched, his eyes never leaving the bald man.

The other person in his field of vision had a plain face comparable to that of a "comedic character," but he couldn't laugh at the moment.

The city was hijacked by "terrorists" without anyone even realizing it.

The previous series of sensations was practically a "declaration of war".

They even suspected that they might die in their dreams while they were sleeping.

Why are all the Servants in this Holy Grail War so strong?

Fortunately, the church is no longer needed to conceal the mystery.

After all, it was Faldius and the official institutions who "kicked out" the clock tower and the church.

Adhering to the idea of ​​"doing it ourselves" and not allowing interference.

To the point that even the church could no longer intervene.

The local authorities really don't know what kind of bastards they're thinking.

If things continue to be kept secret like this, can it really be kept hidden forever?

"This is bad. Perhaps I should consult Father Kotomine."

He complained, but then he became puzzled.

The scene reflected in the eyes was of the bald-headed hero's spirit reuniting with the police officers in front of the hospital.

"The spirit of that officer?"

"If that were true, there would have been no need for them to hide it from me before."

Even when the police department was in such a state, the chief never allowed the Heroic Spirits to be exposed.

How could I possibly allow my own heroic spirit to appear like this?

But to say no.

Witnessing the friendly negotiation between the other party and the police officer makes it difficult to understand the current situation.

(Never mind, it's none of my business anyway.)

Unable to figure it out, Hansa shrugged and gave up.

He was only here to fulfill his duties; those troublesome matters would naturally be taken care of by others.

But just as he was about to turn and leave, he heard an incredible sound.

That was a sound like breaking glass.

"Crack."

His expression shifted, he turned his head to look, and then his eyes widened.

.........

"I am coming"

With that greeting, Saitama walked up to Belle and John.

He had seen these people at the police station; they were Orlando's men.

Everyone is a police officer wielding a "treasure weapon".

There were 28 people in total, all of whom were "special troops" recruited for the ceremony.

"Let me explain the relevant situation to you."