"Hey—could that be the ones ahead of us?!"
"Now that we're this close, whether through comms or just shouting directly—we should be able to get in touch somehow!"
"As for those guys—"
Napoleon glanced upward.
Amid the swirling snow, something seemed to be moving at high speed.
—Just like them, and the black armored vehicle racing ahead.
"I can see you from here now! But we can't stop!"
Leonardo da Vinci's voice came through the communicator.
"The submersible's surface armor can't withstand those light spears—those things seem far more enhanced than the ones in Antarctica!"
Especially since the submersible's current condition was nothing like it had been in Antarctica!
"Then we'll find a way aboard!"
Fujimaru Ritsuka shouted into the communicator.
"Mr. Norla—I'm counting on you to handle Fou and me!"
"Mm!"
Norla's hands swelled in size as he wrapped his arms around Fujimaru Ritsuka. Then, with a fierce push of his legs, he launched himself off the Olerus Snowboard and landed directly on the submersible's rear armor from over ten meters away.
Napoleon, Brynhildr, and Mash also found ways to land atop the submersible.
"The wind pressure is intense, Mash!"
Fujimaru Ritsuka lay flat against the submersible, struggling to speak to Mash.
"In the sky—they're visible now!"
As Mash opened her shield to block the tremendous wind pressure, Napoleon also looked up and spotted the objects flying through the air at high speed.
"This many mass-produced Valkyries... Did that woman send every Valkyrie in that castle after us?"
He gritted his teeth and steadied the cannon mounted on his arm.
"Mass-produced models..."
Brynhildr sighed and tightened her grip around her spear.
"I had heard of them before. Heard such things mentioned."
"I thought I could understand. That I could understand..."
The veins stood out on the hand gripping her