The door to the detention cell was open, and it was empty.
Origami stood at the door for three seconds, then turned around and went back the way she came.
The prey that was almost in their grasp escaped.
Am I really that unlucky?
She walked through the corridor and into the hall.
The young policeman had already run back to report, and all the policemen in the lobby looked even more desperate than before.
Orlando Reeves remained standing in the same spot.
However, his forehead was covered in even more cold sweat than before.
Origami walked up to him and stopped three steps away.
Her icy blue eyes stared straight at him.
"I can't be bothered to care why you officials are actively getting involved in the Holy Grail War."
"Hurry up and obediently hand over Gilgamesh."
"Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite."
The temperature in the hall seemed to have dropped by five degrees.
Orlando's heart was racing.
But his facial expression remained completely unchanged.
He would remain unfazed even if Mount Tai collapsed before him, or at least that's how it appears.
What are you saying?
His voice was steady.
"Our official role is merely to maintain order in this Holy Grail War; we have no intention of actively participating."
He had already come up with this excuse.
If the silver-haired female Servant asks, just use this excuse to fool her for now.
As long as we can get her out of the police station today, we can think about the rest later.
"If your official team did not participate in and summon Gilgamesh."
The Origami tilted its head.
"Then what about the Noble Phantasm those police officers were carrying?"
Don't tell me you found it.
Orlando's Adam's apple bobbed.
But he didn't hesitate for long.
"But those Noble Phantasm were indeed found this morning when we were dealing with the battlefield from last night's battle south of Snowfield City."
Origami looked at him.
Look into his eyes.
I watched for five seconds.
Orlando didn't look away.
Could it be that among the remnants of last night's great battle were weapons from Gilgamesh's treasury?
The police picked it up.
Origami mentally overturned her previous reasoning and started over.
Could it be that I guessed wrong?
This police chief has magical powers, perhaps simply because he is Magecraft himself.
But Magecraft don't necessarily participate in the Holy Grail War.
The official summoning of Servant may not have actually happened.
You'd better believe it's true.
The sound of Origami is cold and icy.
"If I find out you've lied to me, you can forget about this police station building."
Orlando did not answer.
But his right hand secretly clenched in his suit pocket.
Origami turned and walked out of the hall.
Her figure passed through the open door and disappeared into the night.
Orlando let out a long breath.
"Chief..." the adjutant beside him whispered.
"Fine."
Orlando pulled his hand out of his pocket; his palms were sweaty.
She's gone.
"But we probably can't keep this a secret for long."
The adjutant's face was grim.
"If she comes again next time..."
"We'll talk about next time."
Orlando rubbed his temples.
"First, let's check Gilgamesh's recovery progress."
"Yes."
The Origami flew back to the skies above Snowfield City, looking rather dejected.
The night breeze whispered past her ear.
She lowered her altitude and flew in a circle over the city again.
Same as last night.
All the neighborhoods were deathly silent.
All the Magecraft workshops had their doors tightly shut.
All the Master and Servant were hiding tightly; not one dared to show themselves.
What are these people hiding from?
No, they might be hiding from themselves.
The Origami flew across most of the city, but in the end, it was given up.
Not a single one was found.
When she returned to base camp, Tiné was still waiting in the living room. When she saw Origami come in through the French windows, she quickly went to greet her.
" Origami -sama, how is it?"
"They've escaped."
"They ran away?"
"That blond knight ran away from the detention cell on his own."
"Um... don't the police know where he went?"
"Have no idea."
Origami walked to the sofa and sat down.
"You should go and rest."
"Yes, Origami- sama."
Tiné bowed and turned to walk into the inner room.
Origami leaned back on the sofa, gazing at the night sky outside the window.
The night passed peacefully after that.
Without the knowledge of the vast majority of people, the seven Servant of the True Holy Grail War have already been summoned.
Beneath the night sky of Snowfield City, undercurrents surged.
But on the surface, nothing seemed to have happened.
Daytime on the third day.
Origami thought today would be just as boring as yesterday.
After finishing her breakfast and iced cola, she was sitting on the sofa, lost in thought.
Tiné was organizing the clan's information nearby.
An unknown old Hollywood movie was playing on the TV.
Then.
Bang!
A muffled thud came from above the building.
The entire building shook.
The Origami's body tensed up in an instant.
She sensed it.
Something struck one of the light wings she had set up around the building.
It has great power.
If the light wings hadn't blocked it, the attack would have hit the top floor of the building directly.
The top floor of this building will be completely destroyed.
Origami suddenly stood up.
Seven wings of light unfolded behind her, and the white light of her Astral Dress shimmered faintly.
The headquarters was attacked suddenly.
Her heart sank immediately.
Yesterday, we left three Lightwing units outside for defense, just to prevent something like this from happening.
Surprisingly, someone actually dared to come.
Moreover, the chosen time was during the day.
This broke the unspoken agreement in the Holy Grail War that Servant were not allowed to fight during the day.
Origami -sama!
Tiné stood up too. The movie was still playing on TV, but nobody was watching it anymore.
"Someone shot an arrow this way."
"From the west."
"At least tens of kilometers away."
Only Servant could accurately hit a building at this distance.
Moreover, there is a very high probability that it is an archer class.
Origami walked briskly towards the French windows.
I want to go out.
"Yes, Origami- sama." Tiné nodded, intending to stay where she was.
"You come with me."
"Huh?"
Origami turned around and looked at Tiné.
Just in case, you'll come with me this time.
"But... would it be in my way if I went...?"
"You're just getting in the way."
Origami walked to the French windows and reached out to open them.
"What if you get attacked while I'm not around? Who am I supposed to complain to then?"
Tiné paused for a moment.
Then her cheeks flushed slightly.
"Okay, okay."
"Come over."
The Origami extends its hand.
Tiné walked over.
Then Origami put one arm around Tiné's waist and the other hand under her knees, lifting her up in his arms.
Princess carry.
"Origami- Origami?!"
"Pay close attention."
"Yes!"
Tiné quickly wrapped her arms around Origami's neck.
Origami hugged her and leaped out of the French windows.
Ten wings of light unfurled behind him, and the silvery-white figure streaked across the sky above Snowfield City, flying westward.
Extremely fast.
The wind whistled in my ears.
Tiné buried her face in Origami's shoulder, too ashamed to look down.