Metropolis Lostbelt (Part 6) - I even shipped it! ...



Metropolis Lostbelt (Part 6) - I even shipped it! ...

When Merlin adjusted the brightness of the soul on the other side, Jason almost jumped three feet high.

"Damn it! Dick?!"

“It’s me.” Despite being a ghost, Dick still smiled brightly, as if it didn’t affect him at all. “It’s nice to see you, Jason. I’m relieved to see that we get along well in this parallel world!”

“Who’s on good terms with you…” Jason retorted quickly, almost biting his tongue, “Oh no, that’s not the point! Damn it, how did you turn into a ghost?!”

“An accident,” Dick said calmly, his face still beaming with a warm smile, but with a hint of regret in his eyes. “A lot has happened here, but that’s not the point right now.”

He turned to look at the Chaldea group, "Thank you all for coming to help rescue B. It would be too difficult to rely solely on the resistance forces."

"Hahahaha, no need to thank me!" Gilgamesh crossed his right leg over his left and laughed. "That guy is insignificant to me. So, thank my soft-hearted Master!"

Following Gilgamesh's gaze, Dick looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka, "The Master of Chaldea... right?"

After seeing Fujimaru Ritsuka's slightly youthful appearance, he seemed to pause for a second before continuing, "Both my parallel world self and Debit have mentioned you. However, I must emphasize that the heroes of this world have all become bastards."

"Faced with them, even death becomes an easy thing. Would you still be willing to join the action?"

“I understand, and I must also destroy the Imaginary Tree to save my world. We each get what we need,” Fujimaru Ritsuka said firmly.

As if sensing the atmosphere was too serious, she blinked. "Besides, I'm quite experienced in rescuing prisoners from execution grounds."

"...How so?"

She raised an eyebrow and pointed to Debit next door, "I broke into his prison."

“Hahaha, share this story with me when you have time.” Dick was also very decisive. “I believe you.”

"So, next, some good news and some bad news." After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Nightwing and Dick got down to business. "Which would you like to hear first?"

"Heh, hurry up and tell us, we don't have much time." Jason rolled his eyes at them, his tone slightly sarcastic.

“Alright, alright,” Nightwing shrugged, as if he couldn’t do anything about Jason. “The good news is, we’ve found where B is being held.”

"The current administrative center of Gotham City was formerly the underground prison of the Gotham Police Department. The execution site was located in the central plaza in front of the building."

That's absolutely terrible good news.

"...And the bad news?"

“Wonder Woman was originally the executioner, but it’s said to be to show respect for Batman,” Dick said, his tired brow furrowed, clearly weary of the increasingly difficult situation.

"—Superman's right-hand man, Kirshtalia Wodim, will be there in person."

Suddenly, everyone's expression changed.

Jason, who had only heard of Woodym's name, was fine, but he thought that as expected of an old man, he was able to summon such a big shot.

Fujimaru Ritsuka shuddered slightly, not out of fear, but because she wasn't prepared to confront Wardem so soon. Moreover, this greatly increased the difficulty of saving Batman.

What's more, the fact that he was suddenly sent here...

"Was it a leak?" Debit asked calmly.

“It shouldn’t be,” Dick denied the possibility. “Fishing, making an example of someone, giving B a grand funeral—it’s nothing more than these kinds of things.”

His soul drifted towards the center, and like a bystander, he whispered a rumor.

It's said that Superman originally intended to come in person. However, Mr. Woodym disagreed, and then something unexpected happened in the universe, so the plan was abandoned.

Even so, Woodym still had to give a speech in the square, and then Wonder Woman would personally escort the two Batmen to the execution site.

Just as he was getting into the swing of things, his voice got a little louder, and "BOOM—!" a loud noise suddenly rang out, shaking the tables and chairs in the room.

Gilgamesh reacted swiftly, catching Ritsuka, pressing her head down and pulling her into his arms. He then turned to Merlin and whispered, "Merlin! Your soundproofing spell hasn't worn off, has it?!"

Merlin immediately retorted, "This is the only thing I can guarantee will be foolproof. How could I joke about Ritsuka's safety!"

Nightwing and Jason had already skillfully found cover in the room, crouching down and covering their heads.

Time passed second by second, but there was no second explosion and no one came to explain anything, as if the explosion just now was just everyone's illusion.

Dick, relying on his ghostly abilities, floated to the cracked window and looked down. "...Phew, we weren't exposed." He breathed a sigh of relief, but after seeing what had happened, he couldn't help but curl his fingers.

"What happened?" Fujimaru Ritsuka asked, sticking her head out.

“Someone must have broken a new law just now and was hit by a drone…” Dick took a deep breath. “Sorry, this world is just… crazy.”

"Tch, that's like a little—uh-uh!" Jason was interrupted halfway through his sentence by Nightwing, who covered his mouth. Nightwing, seeing Jason's glare, explained, "That's a forbidden word too. Someone used it to insult me ​​before."

Jason: "...?"

"ha?"

Comparing Superman to the Joker is something that, unless he were in another world, he would genuinely find the person who said it a huge joke.

Dick composed himself and coughed to get everyone's attention. "Ahem, actually, this is also an opportunity. Someone asked me to ask you guys, if Wonder Woman is tied up, can you take down Woodyme single-handedly?"

As he asked this, everyone else turned their gaze to Fujimaru Ritsuka and her servant. Fujimaru Ritsuka blinked. "Without guaranteeing the safety of the hostages and onlookers, I can only say that we can give it a try."

Since the last singularity, Fujimaru Ritsuka has clearly felt that summoning Servants has become much easier, including a qualitative improvement in the strength of the Servants. With the addition of the Wise King and Merlin, her confidence is really not low.

But he also has to protect Batman, who can't withstand the meteor alone, and the onlookers, while fighting Woodym... that's really a bit difficult.

"Damn it, that plan to storm the execution ground is completely ruined." Jason clicked his tongue. Indeed, rescuing the old man in front of everyone, braving Wonder Woman and Woody's attacks, was a bit too reckless.

“Even a prison break is out of the question,” Nightwing added. Seeing the puzzled looks on everyone's faces, the spirit version of Dick explained, “The prison's security system was personally set up by B, and then modified by Superman and the others…”

He shrugged and said, "A forced prison break and an interception at the execution ground should have the same effect. In fact, the prison environment is cramped and not convenient for fighting."

Everyone: "..."

What a tragic story of someone who tries to protect themselves from others only to end up protecting themselves!

Fujimaru Ritsuka paused for a moment, then proposed a novel idea: "What if we split into two groups before Batman is taken out of prison and headed to the execution ground? One group could hold off Kirshtalia, while the other could seize the opportunity to rescue him?"

“But the window of opportunity is too short.” Nightwing hesitated.

“Wonder Woman isn’t easy to deal with either,” Dick added.

“How do we determine the route?” Jason asked.

Nightwing and Dick turned around instantly, and Jason raised one eyebrow and asked if they had any other good ideas. Seeing that no one spoke, he shrugged and said that this would work, even the worst idea was the simplest one right now.

We have to try, otherwise, will B really just die here?

So, the group acted immediately. The wise king and Ritsuka were responsible for holding off Kirshtalia, while Jason and Dick, who were skilled at prison breaks, took Merlin to rescue Batman from Wonder Woman, and Debit was responsible for providing backup in the car.

However, there is one more thing they need to do before the plan can begin.

The execution site was located in front of the plaza of Gotham City's administrative center.

This building, which originated from the police station in the old world, collapsed and was rebuilt countless times during riots, until it gradually replaced City Hall as the new political center of Gotham in the new world.

The pure white spire pierces through the thick clouds, as if connecting with the sky, conveying the will of heaven.

Fujimaru Ritsuka pulled her hat down further and looked around at the crowd of people coming and going.

The weather today is really not good; the sky is overcast and foggy, as if it's about to rain. A cold wind, typical of late spring, sweeps across the square, making pedestrians pull their sleeves tighter.

Despite this, the square was unusually crowded, twenty times more than the three streets she had walked through combined. The murmurs and noise briefly brought warmth back to the city.

Correspondingly, cold machines patrolled in formation in the square, while drones flew low in the air like eyes looking down from above, seemingly searching for hidden rebels.

Carefully avoiding pedestrians who were heading straight for her, Fujimaru Ritsuka walked toward the entrance of the administrative center.

Ignoring the machine-guarded checkpoints, after the employees were verifying their identities and preparing to enter the gate, Fujimaru Ritsuka kept a distance from her and slipped inside.

No one noticed or stopped it.

Ah, Hades's Invisibility Hat truly lives up to its reputation, Fujimaru Ritsuka couldn't help but sigh to herself as she entered the administrative center.

Wearing a hat allows one to be completely hidden both magically and visually, making one undetectable by anyone.

She came here to scout out the location.

Unsure if Woodym had any devices to detect Servants, the goal was to find someone among those present who could at least protect themselves to infiltrate the administrative center, locate Batman's prison, and determine the distance to the execution ground.

After all the calculations, Fujimaru Ritsuka's fighting ability is still the most reassuring.

So the wise king waved his hand and offered Hades' invisibility hat from among countless treasures so that she could infiltrate safely.

"You mean, in a few days we really have to..."

As she approached the restroom, Fujimaru Ritsuka keenly heard people talking in hushed tones.

"Yes, they've already been notified. Those two officials have arrived in Gotham, and the entire administrative center will be cleared out on the day of their execution. But that's Batman, you know. How did the world become like this?"

Hmm? Fujimaru Ritsuka pricked up her ears. Clear out the administrative center?

"Ha, I've even kowtowed to them. You must be blind to believe in non-humans."

"Shh! Keep your voice down. One last important figure who's coming to persuade us to surrender is coming soon. I don't want to die with you."

Fujimaru Ritsuka raised an eyebrow. This was so easy! She hoped that important figure would arrive soon so she could find out Batman's exact location!

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