"So, it was a Disaster Witch."
Adam stroked his chin.
"Which one could it be?"
Adam did not particularly care which Disaster Witch had come to provide support. However, this meant that Soren could no longer handle the last mausoleum.
Being ambushed by multiple Sequence Twos carrying Level 0 Sealed Artifacts could make even an ordinary Sequence One stumble, let alone Soren, who had never been particularly bright.
Send someone else to support him?
Adam swept his gaze across the other mausoleums. It did not seem necessary to make them take another trip. Besides, to provide support across such a great distance, would he not have to open the door himself anyway?
And against George III, an unknown Disaster Witch, an unknown Sealed Artifact, and other mid- and high-sequence Extraordinary beings who normally would not matter but might now have an impact, it was an equally luxurious lineup.
Other than Torzunah, it was hard to say how safe anyone else would be.
And even Torzunah would find it difficult to have the spare strength to protect the civilians under such circumstances.
Witches who symbolized natural disasters under the authority of destruction had always been the source of calamity. Their lethality against innocent people was absurdly high.
Furthermore, Torzunah, forced to go all out in this situation, was also one of the threats to the civilians.
In that case...
"Tsuburaya, you're the one."
As expected, doing it himself was still the most reliable option.
Hearing this, Tsuburaya, who had been enjoying some idle time aboard the Argo, sighed.
"I knew my leisurely life wouldn't last long..."
"You should be satisfied. Back then, we never had conditions like yours. You actually got a few days of leisure—we were assigned work the moment we came out."
Noah shook his head as he cracked