Type-Moon Simulation: Starting with Conquering a Greek Goddess!

Police Station, Lobby.

The bloody storm came to an end.

The police force, which should have been completely wiped out, managed to survive from Moran's hands. Even they don't know how they survived.

But the reason is no longer important.

Even now, they still remember Moran's indifferent gaze, the monster who played with their lives in his hands.

"It seems that the Heroic Spirit is indeed from the British side. That new king is clearly not a Master, yet he has such power…"

Orlando's expression showed bitterness.

Previously, he had even fantasized about winning this Holy Grail War by playing both sides and finding opportunities.

The reality cruelly told him.

If the strong have the idea of winning, then crushing them, these ordinary people, is too easy.

It only takes the strength of waving a hand to swat a fly.

They can be crushed in the palm of their hand.

Whether it was Orlando or the officers' determination, it was too ridiculous in the face of absolute power.

If Moran didn't have the idea of leaving.

I'm afraid Orlando and others would only have the ending of total annihilation.

Whether it is maintaining order, or carrying out the justice they talk about, or protecting citizens, it will all become empty talk.

That Saber who was arrested by them from the opera house.

After he broke into the scene.

Moran showed an attitude of teaching his juniors, and directly and openly led people out of the police station.

He just walked out the front door with big strides.

As if he had forgotten about cleaning up the police force, such indifference is the most painful.

It's simply saying, too weak.

Too weak to need him to deliberately clean up.

Even now, everyone can still remember Moran's contemptuous eyes, that condescending, playful attitude.

"Are you okay?"

Orlando was the least injured.

From beginning to end, he was only bound by chains.

Each of the "twenty-eight monsters" had been taken care of by Moran. They all fell to the ground and wailed. The bloody scene was unbearable to watch.

After this battle, many of the officers' fighting spirit was weakened.

Facing this kind of monster that cannot be defeated.

Can they really win?

Similar confusions made them confused, making them wonder if they could protect Snowfield City.

John, who had one arm cut off, was also receiving treatment.

Regenerating a lost wrist requires a very high level of healing magecraft. Although ordinary prosthetics can be prepared, it is impossible to return to the front line in this state.

"Don't push yourself, I'll figure out the rest."

"…No, I want to participate in the war. Please let me continue to participate!"

"With your injuries? Next, you may have to fight the King of Heroes or the Assassin, or even the British King whose information has not been fully grasped. Facing a more severe battle than ever before, can you guarantee that you won't be a hindrance?"

"This…"

Seeing John's unwillingness.

Orlando has been paying attention to this young policeman.

In the battle, he showed signs of awakening the true name of his Noble Phantasm, which is enough to turn the tide of the battle.

If possible.

Orlando doesn't want John to die like this.

At first, he just regarded these twenty-eight people as pawns, but later, after learning that there were people like John who were full of enthusiasm and had a sense of justice, his ideas changed somewhat.

Because of this, they cannot be allowed to

After all, if he is defeated and dies in this war, he still needs to prepare an heir for the next opportunity.

What's more, John is the closest person to awakening his true name besides him.

"Young man, you still have a future, there is no need to die in vain."

"But… what I want to protect is the future of this city… If I let that monster ravage this war… not as a magus, but as a policeman, I can't accept it!"

I have to say, John in front of me is not even thirty years old.

But he has such a resolute determination.

That's why Orlando sighed: "I admire your courage. But I can't put all the staff in danger just by relying on courage. Since you say you can still fight, actually prove to me that you can control your weapon well with one hand or a prosthetic limb."

"…I will try my best."

Even if he lost an arm.

John's tone of reply is still full of fighting spirit…

In an instant, Orlando suddenly understood why that British king would give such a blow.

And his cruel attitude.

Although there is no evidence to this day, Orlando feels that Moran wants to speed up the process of the fake transforming into the real.

This is just a judgment made by Orlando based on his intuition.

John today is the best example.

This tragedy seems to be a complete defeat for the police station, but in fact, none of them died.

Everyone was pulled back from the brink of death by healing magecraft.

However, some magi noticed.

On the surface, these policemen look seriously injured, but when they are restored with healing magecraft, they are very fast.

The injuries recovered quickly.

Obviously, their healing magecraft is helpless against these injuries, but it inexplicably worked.

They don't know what was going on.

After that, Orlando received a call from Dumas, who was still in his usual unreliable attitude.

He celebrated Orlando's survival from the crisis in a flamboyant style.

And he told Orlando that he had successfully received the big killer that Orlando had purchased before the start of the Holy Grail War.

"If I have this thing, whether it's an ordinary Heroic Spirit or a vampire, if I handle it, I should be able to touch the heart.

I'll make it for that injured young man next to you, brother. It shouldn't be a problem for him to use it, hahaha~!"

Dumas on the other end of the phone was also in high spirits.

He watched the good show at the police station from beginning to end.

He was indeed interested in such a development.

For this reason, he wanted to applaud and cheer.

Naturally, he wanted to work harder.

"During this period, I will soak the dry goods from the mythological era and make the best weapon! I will use the Hero Killer, Hydra Poison Dagger, as the blueprint!

Haha! Although I can't guarantee that it can kill that monster just now, it's enough to deal with Gilgamesh or King Arthur with one knife! Even them, they can only drink their hatred under the knife!"

Dumas spoke in a tone that John would definitely return to the team.

This also made the corners of Orlando's mouth rise slightly.

After this battle, they have a certain chance of winning and have the basic strength to defend this city!