Although Lancer chose the most dangerous job, the others were not unprepared.
Several emergency teams led by Second Class Investigators were hidden in various residential houses in the 20th ward. As for why they weren't driving? A car driving around aimlessly at night would look suspicious no matter how you looked at it, right?
"Captain! Second Class Investigator Lancer communication has been cut off!"
A Third Class Investigator, who was responsible for communicating with Lancer and was wearing large headphones, suddenly shouted loudly. The middle-aged man who was pacing next to him with a coffee cup 'crumbled' the disposable paper cup in his hand with a 'crunch.'
"Quick! Attack! Can you pinpoint the location where Second Class Investigator Lancer signal disappeared?"
"Yes! I'll get it right now!"
After getting the coordinates, the middle-aged man was the first to rush out, and the others who were on standby in the cars downstairs knew that tonight would probably not be as peaceful as before when they saw their superior's nervous expression.
The same scene appeared at several other hidden troop locations.
Indeed, from Lancer participation in training to his employment and then his promotion, he might not be the youngest among the Second Class Investigators in terms of age, but he could definitely be in the top five in terms of progress speed. While some people might be jealous of Lancer talent, it didn't stop them from caring about Lancer safety. After all, the vast majority of investigators decided to put their lives on the line for the noble belief of 'exterminating ghouls and protecting humans.' So they would absolutely not abandon Lancer!
Meanwhile, Kureo Mado and Koutarou Amon also received a notification that Lancer situation was unknown.
"We finally caught the tail!! Amon! Let's go! We absolutely cannot let those damned man-eating monsters escape this time!"
Koutarou Amon was about to remind the other person that they should be more concerned about Lancer safety than capturing ghouls, but he noticed something abnormal about this 'senior.' The ecstasy on his face disappeared as he walked forward, replaced by a serious expression and a slightly trembling body.
Koutarou Amon suddenly felt a little ridiculous. He was just a newbie who hadn't been employed for long. Did he really need to remind them of these things?
The only thing he needed to do now was to quicken his pace to keep up with the other person.
'Please don't be in trouble. We promised to celebrate together afterward.'
Koutarou Amon got into the driver's seat of the patrol car and floored the gas pedal, while Kureo Mado crossed his arms and squinted his eyes. At this moment, he seemed to be reminiscing about that day many years ago.
At that time, as a rookie CCG investigator, he and his wife encountered the 'One-Eyed Owl'...
There was no doubt that his wife was an excellent investigator, but even so, she was no match for the 'One-Eyed Owl.' In the end, she stayed behind alone to face the 'One-Eyed Owl' to cover her companions and him. He could never forget the smiling face she showed when he was about to turn and leave.
That pure and flawless smile...
While thinking, he subconsciously rubbed the ring on his finger through his glove. This was his most important treasure besides his daughter.
Remembering his wife's incomplete corpse, his slightly tired eyes from age once again revealed a determined expression.
If his initial motivation for becoming an investigator was simply influenced by his wife, then the reason he was still fighting on the front line now instead of getting promoted was to use his experience to help more rookie investigators survive.
Even though this obsession distorted his face, it couldn't hide his heart. Even though his colleagues would often privately complain about him being 'a difficult senior to get along with,' the fact that they could wholeheartedly call him 'senior' proved his charm.
He might not be gentle, and his personality might be strange, but he was still the most outstanding First Class Investigator in the CCG!
'As my subordinate, you can't die so easily! You still need to hunt down more ghouls and save more people! So — at least don't die before me!'
Both Koutarou Amon and Kureo Mado were sincerely praying for their colleague, but at this moment, Lancer situation was not so good.
The suit he was originally issued had long been torn to shreds. At this moment, he was wearing a black skin-tight training suit, and that black training suit had countless more 'gaps' in it.
The blood oozing from the torn wounds flowed on the black training suit, only making the color of the clothes a little darker, but with the wounds, it looked extremely hideous.
Does it hurt?
It hurts a lot!
There were dozens of non-fatal wounds on his body, and the most dangerous ones were the wounds on his forehead and side abdomen. If those two attacks hadn't been blocked, he would have already become a corpse, but even so, he didn't come away without a price.
In order to block the attack aimed at his head, his forearm was scratched. Although it didn't completely render him incapable of fighting, his left hand, which was holding the spear, was already trembling slightly. As for the wound on his side abdomen, although it didn't become a fatal wound, a piece of flesh being torn off him still made him widen his eyes in that instant. The intense pain even made him lose his focus for a moment. If he hadn't reflexively dodged the other party's follow-up attack, he would have been killed by the combo.
"Huff~ huff~"
The blood from his forehead flowed down, making his right eye a bloody red. His injured arm made his left hand, which was holding the spear, tremble slightly, but even so, there was no confusion in his eyes.
"This is great~! This is absolutely great~! You are simply the perfect prey~!"
Although she could have followed up with a winning attack, Rize Kamishiro, who was standing a few meters away from Lancer, was greedily licking the blood on her bikaku. Her eerie red kakugan was staring directly at Lancer wounds.
As the 'Binge Eater,' Rize Kamishiro had hunted hundreds of thousands of humans, but this was the first time she found a 'prey's' blood to be so delicious. It seemed to have surpassed a simple 'appetite' and reached a state of 'pleasure.'
"Can you tell me your name? CCG investigator~"
Looking at her finger, which was covered in his blood, constantly drawing from her lips to her chest and down to her thighs, Lancer originally cold expression had a hint of unnatural redness. After all, the other party's clothes were already a bit messy from the previous battle, and now she was showing such a seductive expression. For Lancer, a man in his twenties who was still a senior apprentice wizard, it was simply too tempting.
But after taking a deep breath, he forced himself to calm down. The person in front of him was not an ordinary 'beautiful older sister,' but a 'monster' who had killed hundreds of thousands of people. Thinking this, his boiling blood gradually calmed down.
"Lancer, Second Class Investigator Lancer of the CCG."
In the end, Lancer still told the other party his name. This was not only because his name was not a secret, but also because he wanted to try and buy some time. It had been almost five minutes since the battle started, and the reinforcements were on their way. He absolutely had to survive!!