Shaw didn't say anything after Flandre finished speaking, but waved her hand. "Alrightthen,I'llbringyousomenutstomorrow. They'refrommyhometown,verydelicious."
(Alright then, I'll bring you some nuts tomorrow. They're from my hometown, very delicious.)
Flandre nodded after hearing that, then bid her farewell. Shaw closed the main door before leaving. After she left, Flandre split into four; three of whom jumped onto the roof and hung upside down there. The remaining one deliberately walked out the back door, then circled the house to check carefully. After confirming there were no problems, she left the warehouse.
After Flandre left, those people did not act immediately, but continued to observe silently. Only after confirming she was truly far away did someone slowly begin to approach.
At this moment, in the nearby Guard Department, Beatrice Schwire and Ch'en Huijie were each holding an infrared telescope, looking this way.
"Hey, someone's approaching! Speaking of which, how did you know someone would come to the warehouse tonight?" Ch'en Huijie asked while arranging for her subordinates to secretly move in.
Beatrice rolled her eyes. "Don't you know Flandre's personality? If she didn't find something fun, she definitely wouldn't choose to stay there. Since she made that choice, it means one thing: She thinks guarding the warehouse is fun. Considering the recent news we've received, don't tell me you didn't guess someone would try to target the warehouse."
Ch'en Huijie nodded after hearing this. "Indeed, but what if we arrive a bit late? Will they be played to death by Flandre?"
"Pink Sausage Dragon, you've become naughty too." Hearing Ch'en Huijie's words, Beatrice looked at her in surprise.
"Let's go!" Ch'en Huijie turned and picked up her communicator. "Everyone prepare, the Feathered Beasts have entered the ambush; ready to close the net at any time."
On the other side, several dark figures had already approached the warehouse, the closest only a dozen meters away. However, the closer they got, the more vigilant these people became. After all, it wasn't as if no one had come to the warehouse before to do something, but they all failed and were caught. So even though Flandre had left, these people still didn't relax their guard, but instead hid again after getting closer.
Seeing this, Ch'en Huijie also had the Operators stop their movements, preparing to catch them red-handed when they acted. Otherwise, the other party could easily find an excuse to escape Lungmen's judgment.
Soon it was past ten o'clock. The surroundings were already completely dark. Even most of the lights in the nearby Guard Department had dimmed. Seeing this, those lurking in the shadows began to advance towards the warehouse again. Soon, these people climbed in through the warehouse's ventilation ducts and windows.
But upon entering the warehouse, they discovered something terrifying. This was not a warehouse at all, but an ancient castle. In an instant, they understood that they had fallen into a trap. And at this moment, they looked back in the direction they came from, but there was no longer any path to enter.
These people immediately gathered together. They vigilantly looked around, only to find the entire ancient castle empty.
"Damn it, what's going on?" someone cursed angrily. But obviously, no amount of cursing could change their fate.
At this time, the Lungmen Guard Department personnel outside discovered through thermal imaging that the people inside were rapidly disappearing. And looking in the direction of the warehouse, they saw that a phantom of an ancient castle had risen outside the warehouse at some point.
"Yawn~~~ You guys are so slow, Flandre is almost asleep."
A female voice suddenly came. They looked up in the direction of the voice, which was a tall stool at the deepest part of the hall. A young girl wearing a pink dress and a matching pink ruffled bonnet was sitting there, looking down at the few people.
"Flandre?" These people naturally recognized Flandre. After all, information about her wasn't hard to find, and several cases she handled were quite significant. So when they saw her, everyone knew who their opponent was—the Lungmen Guard Department's special expert, Magic Master, blood demon girl Flandre.
Flandre waved her hand. "Wrong, wrong, wrong. You are just like the people who came last time. I am Remilia, the owner of the Scarlet Devil Mansion. You dared to trespass into my territory and even mispronounce my name. You are truly courting death!"
"Pfft~~~" In Gensokyo, everyone watching this scene looked at Remilia, who was sitting in the center, with strange expressions. As for Ibuki Suika, she was already rolling on the floor laughing. Why hadn't she noticed such a fun side to Remilia's sister before?
Remilia covered her face, not daring to open her eyes, hoping this whole scene was an illusion. At this moment, the people on the television saw this and pulled out their weapons.
"Stop her, don't let her cast Magic!" Knowing Flandre was skilled in Magic, they decisively chose to close in. After all, fighting someone skilled in Magic and choosing to keep a long distance was truly courting death.
But before they could get close, several throwing knives descended from the sky and embedded themselves in front of them, forcing them to stop. Looking up, a Flandre in a maid outfit appeared between them and the one calling herself Remilia.
Another one... Everyone's hearts tightened involuntarily.
"Presumptuous! I am Izayoi Furan, the Head Maid of the Scarlet Devil Mansion. You villains shall not approach the Young Lady!" With that, Izayoi Furan, holding three dinner knives in each hand, charged forward.
In the Scarlet Devil Mansion, a certain Head Maid, watching this scene, rarely had her calm expression twitch, when she heard the ridiculous name.
The maid Flandre in the screen was incredibly agile, the dinner knives in her hands were like sharp claws, and every strike brought forth streaks of blood.
"Wait, I haven't made my appearance yet, don't kill everyone!" Just as the maid Flandre was slaughtering through the crowd, the last Flandre, wearing a bathrobe, walked out. "Ahem, skipping the beginning, skipping the middle... this part can't be skipped. I am Patchouli, you villains, feel the power of knowledge!"
With that, she brandished a book tied with a chain, smashing it into the crowd like a meteor hammer. Inside the Scarlet Devil Mansion, everyone looked at the sickly Patchouli Knowledge behind the crowd, completely unable to imagine her swinging a book to smash people.
"I say, you two, why are you always so impatient when role-playing!" At this point, the one playing Remilia, seeing that the two of them were almost done with everyone, eagerly joined the battle. In less than two minutes, not a single enemy was left standing.
Flandre herself, who was the last to enter, expressed, "I gave you a chance, but it was useless." She had been cooped up here for several hours, only to play for a few minutes and break everyone. Wasn't that a huge loss?
Hearing her criticism, the three clones stood there dejectedly. "It's all because of this guy playing Izayoi. If she hadn't defeated several people as soon as she entered, I wouldn't have been so eager!" The clone playing Patchouli started shifting blame.
"I'm playing Izayoi! Seeing someone rush towards Big Sister, of course I have to fight back! As for you, shouldn't Patchy be hiding in the back, coughing while dealing damage? Who uses a book tied to a chain as a meteor hammer? You're not Patchy at all..." the one playing Izayoi immediately retorted.
"And you, playing Big Sister, should be standing there majestically watching, not running down to fight with a wooden stick as a spear!"
Soon, the three clones started arguing and then fighting... Flandre looked at the tearing clones, then at the unlucky people lying on the ground, barely breathing, and rubbed her forehead. The key was that she noticed Beatrice and Ch'en Huijie had already brought people to surround the area. It was just that because her Great Barrier still existed, they hadn't rushed in.
In the Scarlet Devil Mansion, Remilia watched the screen with a smile, but the dark aura emanating from her made everyone instinctively step away. She smiled sweetly, thinking about how to spank Flandre once she got back.
"Although it looks quite amusing, I have to admit, your sister's talent in Magic is really good. Patchy, what score would you give this use of the Great Barrier?" Even though she called herself a witch, Marisa Kirisame said she was a firepower type and couldn't achieve this level of Great Barrier.
Patchouli looked at Flandre on the screen with satisfaction. Although Flandre's appearance of smashing people with a book did somewhat damage her image, it must be said that this use of the Great Barrier had indeed astonished everyone not long ago. Even Remilia rarely showed a surprised expression. After all, she had never imagined that her sister would possess such ability.
Now that Marisa brought it up, she couldn't help but show a relieved expression. She really hadn't expected Flandre's growth over there to be so rapid. Had she kept her locked up for too long before, thus delaying her growth?
Perhaps sensing Remilia's confusion, Patchouli walked to her side. "This might be Flandre's accumulated growth finally bursting forth. Although I taught her a lot of knowledge before, it was ultimately just theoretical, and with you and me to rely on, Flandre didn't need to think too much. But now that she's alone over there, to live a better life, she has to use her brain. That's why we feel her growth is significant."
Hearing Patchouli's comfort, Remilia's expression also relaxed quite a bit. At this time, the three clones on the screen were making more and more noise as they fought, forcing Flandre to pull them apart and declare that they would decide the winner with a mahjong game later. This finally diverted the attention of the three clones.
Flandre wiped away non-existent sweat, lamenting that a large team was hard to manage. After retracting her clones and the Great Barrier, Flandre opened the warehouse door and looked up at the Lungmen Guard Department Operators who had surrounded the area.
"Everyone's inside, I've dealt with all of them. Don't worry, they're all alive."
Hearing this, Beatrice and Ch'en Huijie both relaxed a little. They were deeply afraid that Flandre might lose control and kill everyone. It wasn't that they were afraid of Flandre killing people causing negative repercussions; the main thing was that if people died, they wouldn't be able to find out who was behind them.