"Yeah?"

A can is thrown into the room of the men surrounding the coconut hanging without power.

It was a special acoustic flash (stun grenade) that was thrown in.

Instantly 175 decibels of high volume and 2.4 million candelas of flash fill the bedroom.

"Ahhhhh!!!

The men who were surrounding the coconut squat by holding their faces.

When I enter the room, I tap the 7.62 mm x Russian short into the squatting men and silence them.

It was originally an occasion to use the MP5 SD, but I left it thinking it would be luggage due to carriage travel because there was no lease.

I give instructions to one of the Chris troops who went in with me.

"Give Plan-B instructions to change the operation! After that, move to perimeter alert!

"Copy that!"

She opens the armor door in her bedroom and switches on the barrel she took out of her pocket. The tip part glows. It's a flashlight made of demon stone.

She started communicating operational changes to Chris and the rest of us on Morse signal.

I take out the knife in the meantime, cut the rope and gently put the coconut to sleep on the floor.

Take a pulse.

Her heart and lungs are stopped, so she immediately performs an artificial respiratory and cardiac massage.

"Relax, you just have to do what I taught you at the coach."

I calm my feelings and perform artificial respiratory and cardiac massages in the past and in the procedures I have taught the girls in training.

And because of that...

"Shh! Ooh! Ho ho!"

She can breathe back and exhale again and again.

Cocono has tears and tries to check the situation as he covets.

"Ko, is this where the gods come from?

"No, we're still on this shore."

"Lew...... Master Gunsmith!? How could you be here! Ho, ho..."

"We'll talk more later. I'm getting out of here, so grab it.... I'll take the lead."

Copy that, Captain.

Lift her up and give instructions to her men before she gets the acknowledgement of Cocono.

And as the girl who broke in with me takes AK47 forward, she returns the way she came and leaves the building.

When we get out on the back, the carriage hits at the right time.

Chris and the others were already on the carriage carrier.

"Let me out!

When I confirm everyone's boarding, I speak up.

A Chris Troop girl whips into a horn horse and sets off the carriage suddenly.

Run through luxury residential neighborhoods at night.

But his enemies won't let him get away so easily either.

The same black scumbag that the men in the room chased across the horn horse.

"... ugh!

An enemy sticks one hand out of the horse and uses attack magic.

Originally, it's impossible to escape. This carriage will be destroyed by enemy attack magic.

But Chris is here.

She had rarely carved wrinkles between her eyebrows.

I'm angry with the black scumbags who put their hands on the coconut.

She sets up an SVD (Dragnov sniper gun) that doesn't fit her physique.

Yet the figure was in the hall.

Though cobbled, the vibration is intense because of the momentum.

The muzzle of the SVD (Dragnov sniper gun) goes up and down into small pieces.

But - that doesn't get in any way for Chris.

Daaah! Daaah! Darn!

It's like a target game, sniping at the blackheads one after the other.

Enemies expand their shields, but take advantage of semi-automatic advantages and hit the same spot in a row. Let it penetrate and let it fall.

The blackheads just realized that their minutes were bad, too, giving up pursuit and moving forward.

In the meantime, we flew out of Elma Street through a luxury residential area.

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In the meantime, evading the chase, we were running down the street to Cocoli Street in spite of the night, paying attention to the surroundings.

Originally, the night has poor prospects and risks being attacked by demons by surprises, albeit in the streets. That's why it's basic to stop the carriage, set up a sentry post, and camp. But the black scumbags who still raided the coconut may be taking a large number of their people and coming after them.

It's dangerous to stop your legs, but you can afford to calm down and talk.

"Maya healed Cocono's wounds by magic and Rayala cautioned the area aboard the carriage. Let me know as soon as you find something."

"Fuhi, Ri, Roger."

Copy that, Mr. Cocono. Let me see your wound.

On my instructions, Rayala jumps off the carriage she still runs, but without falling, spreads her back feathers and cleverly descends onto the carriage.

Maya heals coconut wounds, as far as she can see, her neck and fingers with magic.

I didn't mean to bring Maya in at first, but now I'm glad she's on my side.

Because this is how you can cure coconuts with magic.

When you have finished healing all the way through, give Cocono a water bottle made of magical liquid metal.

She drank the water inside and moistened her throat.

When she finally calms down, she cuts out.

"Thank you for your help. So, but why are you all here? Priest Topaz told me you were back in Cocoli Street..."

"What we're about to talk about can be a lot of shock to Cocono... but still listen?

"... please"

After a few rounds, Cocono replies.

I turned to Chris, Mayer, who stayed on the carriage, and then cut the story out.

"Why did we stay in Ellma Street? About a dozen days ago..."

After Cocono returned to tell him that he had returned home alone to the Catholic branch. We were relaxing and resting in the inn.

In the afternoon, a visitor from the Catholic branch came to visit the Inn.

I went to the Catholic branch with instructions for use and received a welcome from Topaz and the others.

... but there was no sign of Cocono.

Topaz said she fell asleep feeling ill because she was tired from her journey.

I offer my sympathy, but they said no softly.

At this point, I had a strong sense of discomfort. I can't believe Topaz refused to see me and Cocono that much. Moreover, during his hospitality, he did not say a word about wanting Cocono to be his wife, but rather kept him out of touch with the story.

It is inevitable to think that there is something at this point.

And I was advised to stay in the Catholic branch that day, but I declined.

"I have luggage in the inn, etc., so I have to go back once".

When you get back to the inn, gather the members for an emergency meeting.

Tell him that Cocono's condition went crazy on the border one day and that he was convinced there was something in Topaz's sudden change of attitude, and that for the time being, he would monitor them and the Catholic branch.

Luckily, it's Chris Squad that's accompanying us on this trip.

As well as shooting techniques to tailor enemies as a skill required for snipers, they also require techniques to monitor buildings where enemies and killers are standing and caged.

This time it will be a long term surveillance, so it's also a great time to practice Chris Squad.

We'll put together a rotation to monitor and move quickly to action.

I began surveillance of the Catholic branch in a dark night.

Because of that, around noon the next day, I detected a single carriage coming out of the branch that cared unnaturally about my surroundings. After that, you head to a luxury residential area and enter a building - and a coconut who should be sleeping in his own room due to the fatigue of the journey, comes out of that carriage and confirms you enter the building.

When I heard this report, I was convinced there was something.

Once we pretend to return to Cocoli Street, we return to Elma Street and continue surveillance.

Surveillance continued, especially around the building where Cocono was located and Topaz.

Later, Topaz heads to town about two days each way. He confirmed from a believer who was in and out of the Catholic branch that he went out for use.

In the streets along the way, topaz comes into contact with a group of merchants whose clothes and luggage go to Ellma Street, but who are evil in sight and motion.

They set fire in the camp and start a conversation.

While Topaz and two delegates talked, the other men were on perimeter alert. It was more likely a hand-worked magician due to his low back, even though he did not possess the kind of weapon.

The next day, Topaz goes to town and the men each start moving to Elma Street.

By the way, how could we have found out more about Topaz & the men - the revelation is that we'll see you later?

Return to the story.

When I heard the report, Topaz headed toward town, once put on hold, switched to merchant surveillance.

The result is bingo.

When the men are in town, they survey the perimeter of the building where the coconuts are located during the day.

I was similarly checking the area at night.

I guess I was making sure of the difference between day and night.

And a few days later, the men are scattered and placed.

When we hear reports of a pair of men headed for the building where Cocono is located, we start to act as well.

Approaching the apartment sewing surveillance points so that the other men don't notice. To see how things were going, except in the bedroom - Cocono hung himself and a pair of men gauged their pulses and nodded.

Later, the flow will follow.

If I was in danger, I was thinking of helping... but I didn't think the men would kill Cocono all of a sudden.

'Plan A' is surveillance and, in some cases, rescue of coconos.

It was, but it switched to the compulsory elimination of enemy forces in 'Plan B' & the return of Cocono to Cocoli Street.

When he finishes listening to me for a long time, Cocono looks so blue that he can tell even in the dark.

"Oh, no... I can't believe Priest Topaz hired a killer to get rid of me..."

"It's no big deal for that priest to hire a coconut as far as a killer to try to erase it. Can you tell me what the hell happened?

To my words, Cocono lays down his eyelids.

After the tour, open its little lips.

"... ok. I'll tell you everything."

And now Cocono speaks out.

That the upper levels of Catholicism use witches and apprentices as unconscious honeytrap personnel.

Cocono is one of them.

I received a letter and a book that proved it the day I fell ill.

When I spoke to Topaz, I declared that I would investigate myself.

Cocono had been kept waiting in the apartment he had prepared for safety.

The black-crushed men after her were the executioners (Seekers).

He threatened to kill us all, wrote a suicide note, and Cocono took his head off himself.

I finished listening the whole time, faster than I could speak out in anger.

"Bye!

"Ku, Master Chris!?

Chris angers Cocono.

Speak out from the white throat, not the mini blackboard.

She pounds away tears like pearls and pounds coconuts with both hands.

"Bye! Bullshit! Bha-"

"Ku, Dear Chris, you know, the..."

Chris clutches Cocono in his arms, tears and continues to cry.

Cocono was gratuitous without knowing how to deal with it.

He's going to turn his gaze to me for help, but he's not going to reach for salvation. Even I'm mad at her.

"Chris is right. Cocono is an idiot. Why didn't you talk to us right away?"

"So, but this is a matter of Catholicism. We can't involve you all. And..."

She can't say anything and becomes silent.

I'll take over her words instead.

"'And I knew what it was about, and I thought I'd be angry'? You won't be mad at Cocono. I didn't even know it was a coconut. I'd rather be the victim of deception."

I look her in the eye with a serious look.

"The philosophy of PEACEMAKER is to help people in need and those seeking salvation.... and we had a short relationship before that, but we lived together, didn't we? If Cocono had troubles, he'd naturally want to help, wouldn't he?

"Dear Gunsmith... I... Ugh, uh-"

Cocono begins to shed a large tear on my line.

Chris, who stopped crying, also zeroes tears again.

And the two girls hugged each other and kept crying to each other for a while.