A tow truck drove along the streets of Fuyuki City. In the special-class seats at the back, Rin let out a long sigh of relief. They had finally reached a smooth stretch of road.
The special-class seats were terribly uncomfortable, as could be seen from Girl's despairing little face. But they had one advantage: safety. With Am and Heracles here, their physiques were enough to block any enemy's desire to attack the two Masters.
"Where exactly is Yanfeng Qili?"
Inside the tow truck's cabin, Su Xiao was sketching out an electronic map. If nothing went wrong, he could settle his grudge with Stan tonight.
"Underground."
Father Dawn spoke from the driver's seat. Although he was not skilled in combat, his tracking ability was absolutely top-tier within the Holy Church. Or rather, he was logistics personnel.
"Qili... Sorry, Yanfeng Qili knows us very well. We originally thought we knew him just as well, but now it seems that isn't the case. It's hard to imagine that someone who had achieved so much would actually be so unscrupulous."
Father Dawn still wore that lazy expression, as if nothing could rouse his interest.
"How are you tracking him?"
"Intuition."
"..."
Su Xiao said nothing. He merely stared at Father Dawn expressionlessly.
"Hey, hey, I was just joking. We're almost there. This thing can track Yanfeng Qili's location unless he removes the cross from his chest."
Father Dawn held the steering wheel with one hand and reached into his coat with the other. Just as Su Xiao thought he was about to pull out some strange divine relic, Dawn took out a cellphone. Judging by its appearance, it was even a fairly smart one.
"A tracker?"
"Of course. Otherwise, how could I possibly track Yanfeng Qili?"
Father Dawn looked at Su Xiao in astonishment.