Flames raged and burned; it was only a matter of time before all the skeletons were wiped out.
Fagga suddenly turned around, his blood still boiling, and raised his chin slightly. His neat butler's uniform accentuated his noble air.
He coldly reminded him, "It's time to send the signal."
The pile driver was stunned on Friday, and it took it two seconds to react before it quickly sent a signal.
At the same time, another message was sent.
A female voice rang out: "Friday, how are you and Fagar doing? Do you need reinforcements?"
On Friday, he looked around and saw ethereal fragments floating into the sky, surrounding the man in the middle.
In this situation, even Friday's core logic faltered slightly, and he inexplicably said, "The skeletons really need reinforcements."
"Ah, Friday, do you know what you're saying? Grace, what kind of repair skills do you have?!"
The voice on the other end of the earphone suddenly changed. Although it was still a girl's voice, it was much more irritable than before.
"I...I..."
On Friday, it wanted to explain, but the scene before it was so shocking that it couldn't find a non-juvenile way to explain the situation clearly in one go.
"You can stay here as the relay station and I'll handle the communication... Hello, Ellen."
Just when things were at a loss on Friday, Fagga took over the task of delivering the message.
On Friday, he nodded gratefully and said excitedly, "You are a virtuous and kind person. Your image will surely remain in a corner of happiness on this great journey!"
...
"Okay, okay, I got it."
Ellen took off her headphones, slapped away Gretel's infatuated smile on the screen with one hand, and said coolly, "Faga said they've resolved it on their end. If we don't have any problems here, we can begin."
"Great, as expected of Victoria Housekeeping!"
Grace nodded with satisfaction, her hands constantly manipulating her data panel, then she tapped her finger.
Like a pebble dropped into water, the radio signal rippled outwards.
As long as the prototype remains within this void, it will receive the signal from Grace and respond accordingly.
In this way, we can locate the position of the prototype.
"Great, now it's my job!"
A male voice came from within Ies. Dozens of miles away in a video store, Tetsuya moved a chair over and sat down next to Rin.
As he processed the data, he said, "Fairy, get a map of the old capital."
[Fairy: Currently gathering information about the old capital...]
[Fairy: Search complete. Note: The old capital has been occupied for a long time, and the damage to the terrain caused by the remains is incalculable. The terrain we have collected is a reconstruction based on surveillance footage from the day the old capital fell.]
"That's enough... If the data calculation is correct, the prototype should be located here."
Zhe tapped his finger on the table, then zoomed in on the map, zoomed in again and again... until he could finally see that the prototype was located in a square with a tall spire.
Ling leaned over to look and casually packaged the map information, sending it to everyone in the hollow.
Fagar glanced at the information in his hand, patted Friday's display screen, and said softly, "Let's go."
"Yes! I will follow your heart, senior, even unto death!"
"It's not worth making such a big deal out of it... but let's hurry anyway."
...
Fagar doesn't care about location, but that doesn't mean that White Heavy Industry's headquarters is the same.
Anton and Kreta both turned to look at him with a puzzled expression, wondering why he looked like that.
However, Ben was oblivious to his surroundings, staring blankly at his phone screen and muttering, "This...this...how could this be?"
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