Flew continued angrily.

�Are you a crazy kid?�I told you to go to the alchemy shop, what are you doing there?�

Sirone pondered over whether to answer.

Of course, it is natural for her to be angry.�But it was nonsensical to bring it out in this situation.

�Why are you doing that?�Something is strange.�

As Sirone was lost in thought, she fired even more.

�I must have ordered you to buy the parts for the �horsepower controller�!�Because of you, �cute people� suffered damage!�How are you going to be �responsible�?�

Sirone�s eyes sparkled.

�Magic control device?�

Come to think of it, Fleur�s eyes were also tense, unlike usual.

�Ah, this is the password.�

Roughly put together, it was something like this.

The magic control device will be released.�You are in charge of hostages.

�You�ve got one chance.�But when?�

Until then, not even the flu could be delivered.

You can create any number of passwords, but if they are long, you will be suspicious.�Also, even if time was adjusted, it could be rather poisonous in an operation where success or failure could be judged in an instant.

From that moment on, Sirone began to warm up his mind.�There is no clearly defined time.�The key was not to miss the opportunity at the moment the magic control device was destroyed.

The rooftop of an eight-story building 200 meters from the Gold Tower.

One Gunner was aiming at the Gold Tower with a crossbow equipped with magic bullets.�Unlike a normal crossbow, the tiller was long enough to be worn on the shoulder and was a weapon that used a trigger-type trigger.

As Gunner was making a balloon out of chewing gum, a voice came from the communication device.

-Alpha.�Can you hear me?

�This is Alpha.�Waiting for sniping.�over.�

� Deliver orders.�Detonate the Magic Control Device in the Gold Tower.

The balloon stuck to Gunner�s mouth popped with a pop.�Even detonating the magic control device seemed like there was nothing that could be done in the hostage situation.

-It�s a one-time opportunity.�make no mistake.

Gunner stopped thinking and locked the magic controller inside the crossbow�s scope.�Strategies are made up of the brain, and fighting is done by the muscles.�He was the nerve of the anti-terror squad.

As I recalled the interior plan of the Gold Tower, the lines in my head stood up as planes and quickly formed a three-dimensional three-dimensional structure.�It rotated freely and calculated its trajectory.

The magic control device is built into the wall, so you can�t see it with your eyes.�It was a situation where I had to open my heart.

�Roger That.�

Fleur, who exchanged glances with Sirone, gently bit her lower lip.�There were too many uncertain variables.�Above all, even if the magic control device was destroyed, it was impossible to guarantee that Sirone would be able to evacuate the hostages. JrNovels.com