There was no doubt that there weren't enough seats, so the new, strange guy naturally didn't have one. However, the other party didn't care at all and just scanned the conference hall with wide, curious eyes.
It must be said that the other party's unrestrained gaze was very uncomfortable, but his open and honest attitude made people not know what to say. At most, they would just complain, 'Is this guy also an investigator?'
But Lancer recognized the other party's identity at a glance———————— Juuzou Suzuya.
He could be said to be one of the important supporting characters in the 'plot.' While he had great strength, he also had an incredibly eccentric personality. He was fine with people; at most, he would play some annoying pranks. But when he was facing ghouls, he would completely turn into a 'monster.'
However, like Kureo Mado, he also had a past that was regrettable.
If Kureo Mado wife's death caused him to have the idea that he had to suppress ghouls to ensure that no one else would be like him, then Juuzou Suzuya's personality was twisted because of the abuse he had suffered.
After he was taken away by a ghoul, he was a 'disassembler' who killed his own kind. Later, as he grew older, that ghoul even destroyed his genitals for the strange reason of 'if he grows up, he won't be cute anymore.' This experience also caused his mind to split, making him the way he was now.
"The specific action plan will be announced tomorrow. At that time, everyone will follow the orders and complete the mission. Now, all second-class investigators, please go and rest. Everyone else, stay! Meeting adjourned!!"
"Lancer, you go to the medical department to get checked first. Amon and I will deal with things and come to find you."
"Yes!"
There was no doubt that the first-class investigators would be the team leaders for this operation. As for the associate special-class and special-class investigators, they would serve as firefighters. However, among these people, a 'strange' person was mixed in.
"Mr. Mado, thank you for joining us for this operation."
Compared to his petty appearance in front of everyone, Matsuri Washuu, who had a smile on his face at this moment, was a little unusual, but Kureo Mado was not surprised. After all, he had been in the business longer than the other party. He had even been in a team with the other party for a while when the other party was a second-class investigator.
"I have already prepared 'Kura'."
Kureo Mado words made Matsuri Washuu nod in satisfaction. It should be known that for some 'well-known' reasons, Kureo Mado liked to use quinques made from ghouls he had personally killed, but in reality, the grades of these quinques were not very high. Kureo Mado most skilled weapon was 'Kura.'
'Kura' had the appearance of a dark blue, blunt greatsword with a red core on the blade. Just as it looked, it was one of the few heavyweight weapons among all the quinques. But unlike its solid appearance, it was actually a double-edged sword. The rear end of the hilt could be detached and connected to another mechanism to separate.
It was with this weapon that Kureo Mado had suppressed SS-rated ghouls several times. There was no doubt that his choice to use his 'trump card' also showed how much he valued this operation.
On the other side, Lancer, who was receiving treatment in the medical room, was lying on the operating table, getting stitched up. He took this opportunity to check his 'gains.' As for why he didn't check on the way here? At that time, he was half-dead with exhaustion and just wanted to get some rest.
First, the points: 60 points for six ghouls, 4 points for four ordinary people, and 95 points for the mission.
However, the things in the supply system were either things he couldn't afford (skills, equipment) or didn't need to buy (RC bullets, food).
Besides that, there were some title progresses. Unfortunately, none were completed, and there was no substantial progress. The only thing that changed was the 'skill.'
'Death Fight F'
'Automatically activates when severely injured. Recovers physical strength when attacked.'
It was a skill that was hard to comment on. He was normally very cautious in battle. This time, it was completely because of the anger he felt from seeing humans being slaughtered like livestock that he made an 'impulsive' choice, which ended up leaving him completely exhausted.
However, a complicated mood didn't mean that he didn't like it. There was no doubt that this ability could very likely help him turn the tables.
But when he thought of the previous 'mission,' he couldn't help but look at the ring on his finger. It was true that he had completed the mission in the end, but it couldn't hide the fact that the last few targets were killed before he even saw them.
Although he had gained abilities that he couldn't have imagined before, it couldn't change the fact that he was just a normal person a few months ago. He was fine during the battle, but afterward, he couldn't help but overthink things. Especially when he thought of the decreasing numbers on his journey, which represented living people, it made him feel a little chill.
No one knew, and even if they did, no one would blame him. After all, he had no ability to change any of it...
He was never a saint, but he wanted to do what he wanted to do.
To repay a debt of gratitude and to survive, he became a CCG investigator. During this time, he was influenced by his colleagues and decided to suppress ghouls to protect humans; he put down his weapon in front of Ryōko Fueguchi, who was desperately protecting her daughter; and even though he had never even met the people who died, he felt incredibly conflicted over their deaths...
It seemed completely unrelated, but it was actually all one thing———————— he wanted to do it.
The only difference was that he succeeded in the first two, but he failed this time.
He really wanted to have power, the power to change everything and not regret it.
If he was forced to move forward by 'reality' before and was pushed forward by the fear of death, then today's intense mental shock made him unconsciously take a step.
Even if this step was small, it was a step he took on his own...
He didn't know if it was because he had made up his mind that those wild thoughts no longer affected him, or because he was too tired, but he actually fell asleep on the operating table. When he woke up, it was already early in the morning of the next day.
He couldn't help but squint his eyes at the rising sun, and at that moment, a man holding a paper bag walked in through the door.
"Yo~! Lancer~! Are you awake? Perfect, I brought you breakfast."