eyebrows. They’re still open for business over there, after all.”
Kamijou didn’t know exactly when the stores would close up, but it still wasn’t even eight yet.
If the Amakusa members planned to flee from here using the tricks in Tadataka Inou’s map, then they would need to use a movement point called an “eddy.” He and the others were planning to crush Amakusa when they got to it and rescue the
Book of the Law
and Orsola.
“It’s possible there are other points we don’t know about—and possible that they won’t use the special movement method. Since we can’t see the main force anywhere, it will be hard to split up all our personnel among the designated regions. Unless we funnel a lot ofpower into both the upkeep of our perimeter and searching those areas, their chances to escape will rise, so. It’s just that it would still be real risky…”
Agnes sounded worried, but Index didn’t let it get to her. “I think that’s normal. It isn’t like there’s any definite evidence that what I’m saying is true.”
Agnes continued. “Thus, we have seventy-four people to use, including myself. We’re reorganizing our weapons and Soul Arms now, but we cannot promise victory should we encounter Amakusa’s main force. I’m sorry, but I’ll need to have you protect your own hides.”
Until now, Amakusa had fought on equal terms with less than fifty people against the Roman Orthodox Church, which boasted more than two hundred fifty. Her remarks were understandable.
Stiyl lit a new cigarette. “We don’t mind. I can’t get in contact with those Knight idiots who promised to send us support anyway, and we can’t have ourselves being luggage, either. How long will the reorganization take before you can move out?”
“Selecting weapons and armor…And including the application of holy water and each individual reading scripture aloud to gain protection…” Agnes thought for a moment. “Three hours, give or take…At the latest, we’ll be done by eleven.”
“And when we include transit time, we’ll need to settle things in a little over half an hour. Well, it’s fine—even if we were really early, we’d just be waiting in vain if the Amakusa main force didn’t come to the point in question anyway.”
With this and that, it was decided that mobilization would be at eleven PM .
Clap, clap!
Agnes clapped her hands together, fired off an order in a foreign language, and the sisters dressed in black all began moving at once. The seventy-four of them immediately formed two-to four-person teams and hastened their respective preparations.
For Kamijou, who had grown accustomed to seeing individualistic—or to put it more negatively,
self-centered
—sorcerers like Stiyl,Tsuchimikado, and Kanzaki, the perfect order with which this group operated was a little surprising.
The plan was that Agnes and the others would split into teams to rescue the
Book of the Law
and Orsola and prepare for combat individually. Those who were finished would switch out and grab a meal and a nap. But how could they catch any shut-eye just hours before a battle?
He was dubious, but according to Agnes, you wouldn’t sleep too soundly in a bed if the battle dragged on. It seemed to be common sense for them that if they had any time at all, they should sleep in short bursts—even for just ten or twenty minutes—and recover their stamina. He figured the women in this group must be used to fighting under such conditions.
Of course, he, Index, and Stiyl didn’t need to prepare anything anyway, so they ended up getting food right away and taking a nap. He wondered if maybe that was Agnes being considerate toward her guests. And incidentally, their meal and rest would both be outdoors.
Why was he camping out in the middle of Japan’s capital, again? He couldn’t help but find this odd, but then he considered it calmly—the sight of seventy-strong people dressed in strange clothing assembling at a restaurant or
Kamijou didn’t know exactly when the stores would close up, but it still wasn’t even eight yet.
If the Amakusa members planned to flee from here using the tricks in Tadataka Inou’s map, then they would need to use a movement point called an “eddy.” He and the others were planning to crush Amakusa when they got to it and rescue the
Book of the Law
and Orsola.
“It’s possible there are other points we don’t know about—and possible that they won’t use the special movement method. Since we can’t see the main force anywhere, it will be hard to split up all our personnel among the designated regions. Unless we funnel a lot ofpower into both the upkeep of our perimeter and searching those areas, their chances to escape will rise, so. It’s just that it would still be real risky…”
Agnes sounded worried, but Index didn’t let it get to her. “I think that’s normal. It isn’t like there’s any definite evidence that what I’m saying is true.”
Agnes continued. “Thus, we have seventy-four people to use, including myself. We’re reorganizing our weapons and Soul Arms now, but we cannot promise victory should we encounter Amakusa’s main force. I’m sorry, but I’ll need to have you protect your own hides.”
Until now, Amakusa had fought on equal terms with less than fifty people against the Roman Orthodox Church, which boasted more than two hundred fifty. Her remarks were understandable.
Stiyl lit a new cigarette. “We don’t mind. I can’t get in contact with those Knight idiots who promised to send us support anyway, and we can’t have ourselves being luggage, either. How long will the reorganization take before you can move out?”
“Selecting weapons and armor…And including the application of holy water and each individual reading scripture aloud to gain protection…” Agnes thought for a moment. “Three hours, give or take…At the latest, we’ll be done by eleven.”
“And when we include transit time, we’ll need to settle things in a little over half an hour. Well, it’s fine—even if we were really early, we’d just be waiting in vain if the Amakusa main force didn’t come to the point in question anyway.”
With this and that, it was decided that mobilization would be at eleven PM .
Clap, clap!
Agnes clapped her hands together, fired off an order in a foreign language, and the sisters dressed in black all began moving at once. The seventy-four of them immediately formed two-to four-person teams and hastened their respective preparations.
For Kamijou, who had grown accustomed to seeing individualistic—or to put it more negatively,
self-centered
—sorcerers like Stiyl,Tsuchimikado, and Kanzaki, the perfect order with which this group operated was a little surprising.
The plan was that Agnes and the others would split into teams to rescue the
Book of the Law
and Orsola and prepare for combat individually. Those who were finished would switch out and grab a meal and a nap. But how could they catch any shut-eye just hours before a battle?
He was dubious, but according to Agnes, you wouldn’t sleep too soundly in a bed if the battle dragged on. It seemed to be common sense for them that if they had any time at all, they should sleep in short bursts—even for just ten or twenty minutes—and recover their stamina. He figured the women in this group must be used to fighting under such conditions.
Of course, he, Index, and Stiyl didn’t need to prepare anything anyway, so they ended up getting food right away and taking a nap. He wondered if maybe that was Agnes being considerate toward her guests. And incidentally, their meal and rest would both be outdoors.
Why was he camping out in the middle of Japan’s capital, again? He couldn’t help but find this odd, but then he considered it calmly—the sight of seventy-strong people dressed in strange clothing assembling at a restaurant or
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