Type-Moon Simulation: Starting with Conquering a Greek Goddess!-Chapter 591: Shackles Called Justice

When the police station received the information shared by Britain, Chief Orlando’s vigilance did not decrease.

He asked Vera, the reporter who was one of his confidants and often followed Orlando, to investigate the matter.

Vera’s sister is a doctor at the central hospital.

After investigation, Vera confirmed that a girl named Tsubaki Kuruoka was in a coma in a ward in the central hospital.

And it seems that a red tattoo of unknown origin appeared on the back of her hand a few days ago, which Vera identified as a Command Seal.

"So, she summoned a Servant while unconscious... Is that what it means? But why is Britain sharing this information with us..."

"Yes. Based on the situation, I think it is possible that the Heroic Spirit is also acting alone."

"...Why not the Kuruoka couple, but their daughter? Does this have anything to do with the fact that they are still living at home?"

Orlando pondered, holding his chin with one hand.

The more he sorted out the situation, the more new questions arose.

Even if he were to use the power of the police to interfere with the hospital, without knowing the true identity of the other party’s Servant, it would be like jumping into a trap himself.

The fact that Britain shared the information was very suspicious.

Although Orlando guessed that the will of the British King was behind this, he could not determine what the other party wanted to do.

It was simply throwing him a problem.

However, rather than letting the problem grow rampant in the dark, it was the right thing to know about it in advance and eradicate it.

Not finding a problem does not mean the problem has disappeared.

However, Orlando did not know how deep this trouble was, and could not figure out the specific details.

Last time, Moran made a big fuss at the police station.

Many police officers were traumatized by him, but some people gained the opportunity to awaken the true names of their Noble Phantasms because of him.

Orlando didn’t know if this was Moran’s idea.

If he wanted to put pressure on the police officers to awaken the true names of their Noble Phantasms, then all of this could be explained.

But why would he do this?

What good would it do him?

These are all things that Chief Orlando has to think about. No one likes the feeling of being used as a pawn by others.

"Presumably, your police station should also have the means to blow up the entire ward with large-scale magecraft, right? Why not try it?"

The British intelligence officer also gave a suggestion with a hint of malicious humor, which was said to have been passed on to him by Moran.

Hearing this, Orlando couldn’t help but sigh.

However, he did not refute that sentence.

After that, Orlando deliberated for a moment and made a decision. This was no longer something that the police station could handle on its own.

They also had to find outsiders to help.

Who has little to do with the Holy Grail War and has the strength to participate in the Holy Grail War?

The answer is already very obvious.

The time is 10 p.m., and now the police force has arrived at the central church in Snowfield. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"Coming to seek shelter... It seems that’s not the case. I was originally planning to joke with that chief."

Father Hansa narrowed his eyes and stared at Orlando and his party.

There were also four nuns beside him.

Ciel, wearing a nun’s robe, was behind them, and the atmosphere she exuded was more like the person in charge of the Church.

Both sides exuded an air of caution.

Because Hansa and Orlando had just had a conflict, the police showing up made it hard not to suspect they were there to make trouble.

"So, you want our church to join in, to protect and supervise that girl with you?"

"That’s right. We’re not asking you for support, it’s just that based on the operation, there might be a situation where someone needs protection."

Orlando and Hansa began to talk.

Although the two had some minor friction earlier, they were both quite sensible people.

If their positions were reversed, they would do the same thing.

The Holy Church happened to want an opportunity to intervene in the Holy Grail War, and Orlando needed someone to share the risk.

So, both sides had their own needs this time.

"Although I feel like I’m being used in a roundabout way... well, that’s the role of a supervisor, I suppose. Lady Ciel, what do you think of their proposal?"

Hansa had no reason to refuse the proposal...

But, since someone with higher authority than him was present, the decision wasn’t his alone to make.

"I only have one question, and that is, if that little girl is truly the source of the curse ravaging Snowfield City, what will your police department do? As mages, you should have the means to blast the entire hospital ward away with large-scale magecraft, right?"

Ciel raised a very sharp question.

Orlando frowned upon hearing this.

"...If the worst comes to the worst, that’s all we can do... However, I have made a pact with my subordinates, setting the constraint that we must belong to the side of justice.

So, I must ensure their justice.

To sacrifice that girl, it must at least be under circumstances that can be called justice... So, unless it can be said that there is no other way, I want to rule out that option first."

Orlando did not avoid Ciel’s question.

If it were an ordinary mage, they would definitely blast the entire room away without hesitation to eliminate the threat of Tsubaki Kuruoka.

But Orlando was clearly not that kind of mage.

"Is that so? Hearing your words, I am relieved. I, Ciel, representing the church, agree to your proposal."

"...Were you testing me?"

"Hehe, if you were the kind of person who would do that from the start, we wouldn’t be able to form a battle line... Although I think many mages, the kind that people usually talk about, would do that without hesitation from the start."

Ciel had experienced similar things.

Hadn’t she once been like Tsubaki Kuruoka, transformed into a vampire who endangered her hometown due to an accident?

In the end, there was someone who still wanted to save her until the very end.

And she grasped that dazzling light.

Even today, Ciel still remembers what Moran said.

Even if she didn’t deserve love, didn’t deserve trust, she was still told by Moran that he would save her, that he would grant her a wonderful wish.