Léon: The Cat Killer

Although Kal'tsit knew that Warfarin could definitely control herself... she was afraid that Nana might accidentally pull out her gun and kill Warfarin... Warfarin also knew this, which was why she took it upon herself to 'test' Warfarin.

Because she knew Kal'tsit wouldn't do such a thing... but Kal'tsit had a sense of shame and she didn't, so Warfarin just did it first and asked for permission later.

PS3: It seems there weren't any 10,000-word chapters in the end... (sad)

The Mystery of Medic 2: 029 Comprehensive Physical Examination Test

As a 'Medic', the assassin cat, who has been somewhat taught about human relationships by her agent, is unlikely to have any overt likes or dislikes towards the head of the medical department... But if we were to make a personal assessment of Warfarin...

"You... are quite annoying..."

"Waaaaah~ Kal'tsit, I'm being hated by the power of hatred~"

Kal'tsit didn't even glance at Warfarin's antics and slapped her away.

Although she had worried about whether Medic could get along well with the Sarkaz operators, Kal'tsit never asked anyone to test the new recruits' acceptance of the Sarkaz.

Even if we take a step back and assume that Warfarin was trying to snatch a weapon from an assassin/agent, the fact that she wasn't hit by a barrage of attacks from this Sarkaz with its hidden aura and wings only shows that Kal'tsit's newly recruited Medic operator maintained considerable restraint.

While Warfarin was draped over Kal'tsit's shoulder, making strange "ooh-ooh" sounds, Nana also took off her shipping department work clothes. After putting the steel wool used to wipe away the Originium dust into a radiation-proof recycling bag marked with a recycling symbol, the cat-killer looked past Warfarin, who was making faces in the middle, and at Kal'tsit:

"...Next, we'll go to the engineering department, right?"

"It seems you already know my daily schedule."

"...It's just a simple guess about the route arrangement..."

“That person showed me your mission logs. In terms of tactical planning, few people I know can compare to you… but that person…”

Shaking his head, the potted plant-colored Film squinted, his emerald cat ears trembling as he walked, tracing a circle in the air.

"Let's not talk about her... let's get back to yourself, Medic... you should be mentally prepared to go out on field missions."

"...Or rather, what would surprise me more is that you asked me to help with surgery, cooking, cleaning the mast, and picking up packages from the mast..."

"Your weapon is a Lateran gun..."

Watching the woman, the same color as his potted plant, completely ignore his complaints, the cat killer endured Warfarin's attempt to ruffle his head, his cat ears now resembling airplane ears.

"Yes……"

As she spoke, she gave the overly assertive Blood Demon's rear end a sharp lash with her tail, but outwardly, the cat-slayer acted as if the other didn't exist. However, Warfarin was known for her shameless, persistent pestering... Kal'tsit glanced back at their interaction for a few seconds, paused, and continued:

"There are a few issues to address... First, there's the medical examination for new operators, and field personnel also need to undergo combat capability tests... You can hand over the medical examination results to me for separate storage, but the combat tests... firearms... whether it's the Columbia-made etched ammunition launcher or the real 'Latland Gun'... Rhodes Island is temporarily... no, I'm afraid it will be a long time before it can support the daily training and mission consumption of etched ammunition... In the upcoming tests, I suggest you select some weapons that Rhodes Island already has as your standard equipment... This will also further conceal your identity."

"...Okay, but weapons won't have much impact on my fieldwork capabilities."

She gave a concise and clear response to her new superior, and then the three of them walked through the drafty viewing corridor that hadn't been fitted out yet, and passed through the noisy power center... Finally, Nana met the head of the engineering department... who, while she was performing logistical support tasks, had operated a drone to take away the fifty-odd meals of Kroos.

But looking at the black-haired engineer Bloodseeker, who exuded the same ethereal aura as Kal'tsit, Medic suddenly realized: He was flirting...

“Lu Lin (II) Sibabus... I see... It seems the Sarkaz aren't just scattered throughout this ship and this company, which is why Kal'tsit specifically asked me to retrieve the package from the mast…”

“You have proven your self-control. And arranging for you to see Warfarin ahead of time was indeed something I did intentionally, since Kroos isn't as…powerful as Warfarin.”

Combat strength? Wow.

Glancing behind her at the Blood Demon who, because she had completely ignored her, had now turned her attention to her tail… Medic felt it was difficult to comment on Kal'tsit's statement… (Seven)

While Warfarin did indeed demonstrate superhuman strength to the cat killer, often referred to as 'demonic,' combat ability... for Medic, as long as there are weaknesses, as long as there are vital points... the so-called combat ability is probably just a reference point.

Even a Blood Demon would die if its head were punched through and its heart exploded, right? (Four)

Before the cat killer could finish its analysis, Kroos, who had been engrossed in something, looked up. The black-haired girl, with her deadpan expression and half a pizza in her mouth, had her dark circles around her eyes light up when she saw the black-haired cat appear before her.

"Oh! Medic—!!"

"...Do all you Blood Demons enjoy this kind of close contact?" (Wine)

Seeing the petite Feline reach out to refuse her pounce, Kroos glanced at Warfarin, who was being slapped across the face by the cat killer's tail, then stopped in her tracks: Four

"No, I can still read the room... Kal'tsit is unusually not stopping you from messing around, it seems my dear senior has done something embarrassing again... I'm different~ I! Kroos, Rhodes Island Ship Reliability Engineer, Rhodes Island SUPERVISOR, Great Systems Engineer, one of Kazdel's Top 100 Youths, advocate of open source software. A recipient of numerous design awards, an avid gamer. I love sound cards, carbonated water, and evening coffee... but I'm a normal person~"

Seeing Kroos winking at her, Warfarin stopped joking around. She obediently turned her attention away from the cat killer's unusually unadorned tail: 8

"...What kind of normal person is that? What kind of normal person is a Blood Demon who likes engine oil more than blood..."

"Of course, it's compared to those 'normal' blood demons."

"...Hiss...So we are indeed quite normal."

With just a few words, she directly belittled her hometown and her 'family' of the same race to the point of being abnormal. After quickly swallowing the cold pizza, Kroos pitifully grasped Medic's hand:

"Anyway, I still want to thank you first... Do you know how long it's been since I've had a normal meal? Kal'tsit said I was consuming too much sugar and forced me to eat lettuce with vinaigrette, which I could understand. But I really can't stand Ace's monstrous stew! That person is a weirdo who adds cheese to meat broth!"

"Ha... Well, you've really worked hard..."

After all, it was that kind of thing. Even just recalling the scenes he had seen before, the cat killer was very glad that he didn't have to taste it himself.

Holding the carbonated drink the other person had given her, and assuming that not all Blood Demons were as detestable as Warfarin, Kroos looked at Kal'tsit:

"So, next, let Medic try out the engineering department's work? Hmm... there are no more tasks to be done in the shipping department... now, if the engineering department has anything to do... well, that's it."

Looking from Kroos's perspective, the cat killer surprisingly found something related to his profession in this pharmaceutical company...

"Weapon maintenance... huh..."

"Well... is a chainsaw a weapon or a tool?... This kind of sophistry is rather pointless... Your intuition is right, it is indeed a weapon... Huang's weapon."

She scratched the back of her head, turning her glossy, shiny but oily black hair into a bird's nest, and looked like she was about to have a breakdown.

"She's been practicing spells lately, saying she wants to apply the heated spells in combat. But as an assault operator in the E3 combat team, her equipment wear and tear is already incredibly high, and now her chainsaws, which serve as both weapons and casting units, break down three times a day... I really miss the Kazdel repair workshop..."

With a sigh, Kroos wanted to continue teasing, but under the watchful eyes of two blood demons and a long-lived duo who might be Felin, the Cat Killer sat down in the workshop that originally belonged to Kroos and began troubleshooting and repairing the spell unit.

Aside from not being able to manually repair the damaged parts, the petite, black-haired Felin quickly and expressionlessly resolved the chainsaw malfunctions on the table and even went so far as to inject molding and fill the cracks in a practice shield.

Looking at the practice shield that Nana had repaired, with no bubbles forming inside the parts after being hardened by the ultraviolet light, Kroos exclaimed "Wow!" several times.

"...Okay! It's decided, Medic, you'll be working in the engineering department!"

"No."

"Huh? He rejected it immediately?"

Tilting her head slightly in apology, the cat-slayer looked at Kal'tsit, who had also just pulled her hand away to cut something:

"Whether it's the engineering department, the equipment department, or even the shipping department, I can do all those jobs... But... setting aside my inevitable role as a medical operative, personally, I think there's only one position that can quickly resolve the current situation where it seems like I have to help with everything."

"...You want to go to the human resources department?"

"Or perhaps a liaison officer? With the ICA contract as a guarantee, I will ensure Rhodes Island's interests."

Seeing the black-haired kitten's obvious reluctance to continue accompanying her on her 'inspection,' and his long face suggesting he just wanted to quickly recruit someone to fill the vacancy, Kal'tsit rarely showed a slight smile:

"They need you there too... As the communication channel between Rhodes Island and a certain security agency, you inherently possess some of the attributes of a liaison officer for Columbia... Did I mention that Rhodes Island needs your help when calling for supplies while sailing within Columbia territory...?"

"I never said that."

"That's alright, now you know... My agreement with that person was that you were the one to relay the communication... She'll probably be really looking forward to you handing over the information from Rhodes Island to Columbia..."

"This is none of my business... So, when can the HR department begin its recruitment process...?"

Kal'tsit glanced at her watch, thought for a moment, and then said:

"Let's do it tomorrow. Today, let's finish the practical testing part..."

Seeing Kal'tsit waving for everyone to follow, Medic tried his best to ignore the two Blood Demons behind him whispering about the flexibility of his tail and just how soft his cat ears were. The cat killer focused his attention on his work:

"While I understand this is part of the onboarding process, I feel it's necessary to remind you. Unless it's a complete simulation of the entire scenario, my combat skills and fighting style might not be fully demonstrated in this kind of testing."

"...What we want to know isn't...that deep stuff...In fact, I hope your onboarding can be concealed as much as possible...the existence of 'that string of numbers'..."

So, should I stop?

"That's not necessary. You'll be working with many other operators on field missions in the future... and before you get to know each other, the only information you'll have about each other is their files... so just show your actual strength in those situations."

"...If that's the case, then I'm just an ordinary person...I don't have their kind of powerful strength."

Seeing Nana glance at the two Blood Demons following behind, Kal'tsit said nothing, simply leading the way quietly to the temporary training ground. At their destination, a fully armed Ace and his squad were already waiting.

Holding a shield and a warhammer, Ace exuded the aura of a seasoned veteran. Leaving aside the matter of VIII, the others behind him, including Huang who was beckoning to the cat killer, also did not look like easy targets.

Especially the extended chainsaw that Blaze was carrying made Medic's expression very ugly... facing an assault operator head-on... in reality, if such a situation occurred and he was not allowed to use the Laterano Gun and had to fight... it would probably be his death day.

"Oh, Medic-chan's test! I'll do it! As Comrade Felin, let's get to know each other better!"

"...Huang, it's your turn next. Ace, Doberman isn't here, so I'll leave her comprehensive medical examination to you...Medic, you know what can and can't be used, right?"

Nodding helplessly, the black-haired cat took off her handbag.

The first thing Ace saw was the girl taking two Lateran rifles out of her bag and removing the magazines... Then, as if displaying weapons, Nana first pulled out a row of grenades from under her skirt, then took out two bottles labeled "highly poisonous" from her pocket, and then took out a military tactical sword from inside her coat that, compared to her size, looked more like a sword than a short knife. Ace was completely baffled... He wondered how this small girl could fit so many things on her body.

"Ha...maybe your operator codename shouldn't be 'Medic,' how about 'Arms Shop'?"

"...These are just...the small pieces of equipment my former manager gave me to bring to Rhodes Island...In fact, I'm better at sniping with large Laterano guns and operating war machines...I also have some knowledge of magic, so if I were given a large casting unit, I might be able to fight as a mid-level warlock...For testing purposes, what should I use for offense?"

"Hmm, you seem to like it? Of course, you can't use the gun, ammunition is running out..."

Seeing the cat killer's troubled expression, Kroos, who was operating a drone to deliver a set of crossbows, smiled and said:

"In that case, let's use this for now... Although it's a mass-produced product regardless of weight, I selected the design drawings, so it should be sufficient for most situations... How about we start testing with Medic's specialty, 'sniping'?"

Seeing her junior's excitement, Warfarin looked at Kal'tsit strangely:

"Isn't she from our medical department?"

"...The medical department's testing has concluded..."

"Ho... alright, since you put it that way."

In the blink of an eye, the terrain of the training ground began to change with the controller of Kroos, and various block parts began to simulate the ups and downs of the battlefield. Soon, it became an indescribable complex terrain that could be described as containing every element imaginable:

"Okay~ Next, I'll be using drones to transport targets for mobility. There are small targets known for their agility, and also large drone targets made of alloy that require heavy crossbows to penetrate... Since we're using the weapons we provide, and considering you, Medic, aren't familiar with them, you can come here to change them whenever needed~"

Seeing Kroos's wicked grin, and not knowing what she was up to, the cat killer still followed his own habits... and chose the heaviest heavy crossbow, which had the best balance of ballistic performance and armor-piercing properties.

"Huh? You said you're good at sniping, I thought you'd choose a siege crossbow... Well, shall we begin?"

The black-haired cat nodded after trying to cock the heavy crossbow with the quick-draw mechanism. Under Ace's direction, everyone began to make way for the test.

"So, the goal is to break as many targets as possible. Deploy the drone swarm!"

A loud buzzing sound echoed through the sky. Kroos always enjoyed exploring the limits of the operators when conducting comprehensive physical examinations.

Because people always have a hierarchy of what they are good at, Kroos designed a complex test that best reflects the characteristics and coping strategies of operators in complex situations.

Of course, the test is not simply a challenge... Rhodes Island... or rather Babel Tower, has many operators who can easily find their own strengths and leave their weaknesses to their teammates.

There are also all-powerful beings like Logos, who can use magic to overturn the entire test field. They are completely unreasonable... Kroos confirmed that although the current Cat Killer also has secrets, she should not be that kind of 'monster'.

So she was quite looking forward to seeing how the black-haired cat would pass her test, and understood that this wasn't just a simple test of accuracy or shooting skills...

But... Medic performed even better than she had imagined.

The vibration of the crossbow string was almost non-existent. Even though she was lying in the center of the field, using a heavy crossbow that required a lot of movement to cock, the cat didn't move much at all... If she were wearing camouflage gear, the targets in the air would probably all be silently eliminated.

Ace and his E3 team, serving as the hypothetical enemy in the upcoming match, were currently marveling at the strategic mastery of those on the field.

"...Leaving aside the basic shooting skills, the targets were all hit in neat rows... When we first launched the drones, it might have been a bit crowded, so let's not talk about those four- or five-shot penetration shots... But even after the number of targets decreased, most of them maintained an efficient two-shot kill... Kroos, are you going easy on us?"

No! Qilinba Wubaqiqichun

Despite her loud rebuttal, Kroos watched the drones 'returning to their nests' too quickly in mid-air, pondering whether her flight algorithm needed improvement. Meanwhile, the Blood Demon Engineer, inexplicably feeling a sense of antagonism, prematurely initiated the final test of the sniper operator.

That was a mandatory test to confirm whether the operators were capable of handling the dangers of the sniper position... In terms of drones, it meant that drones from all directions would simultaneously crash into the sniper position!

But Kroos regretted doing that as soon as she did it... because it was activated too early. Although Medic was efficient at eliminating targets, compared to a system that usually only activates when there are five left, a dozen or so drones... including heavy octagonal drones like the 'JF-17 Thunder', meant that the sniper platform had very little room to maneuver.

Just as Kroos was about to stop the drone and end the test that would be dangerous for the operators, the cat that had been motionless on the sniper platform suddenly leaped up... Kroos didn't see the heavy crossbow and arrows in her hand, but instead saw the gleaming arrowheads between her fingers.

The girl in the film danced in the air like a passionate aerial samba, with specks of cold light scattering and flying with the rotation of her body and arms, and the clinking and clanging of the targets hitting their targets creating a cacophony of sounds.

Although Ace noticed that the difficulty of this test seemed slightly different from the past... he assumed it was Kal'tsit's deliberate arrangement, so he didn't pay much attention... after all, the girl on stage handled it perfectly.

The man, who looked like an iron tower when fully armed, but had a bright smile on his face, applauded enthusiastically for the dance he had just performed.

"That final volley was a brilliant response... but... without using heavy crossbows, can those targets really be penetrated?"

"no problem."

The girl's voice pulled Kroos back to reality from her reverie, and then the engineer Blood Demon hurriedly checked the results...

"...They actually...destroyed them all?! This is something even a veteran...no, very few veteran operators could do perfectly! Medic, you're amazing!! Not a single drone was reported as a friendly fire incident! Are you a genius?!"

With a smile, the cat-killer responded to Kroos's embrace, her voice slightly shy:

"I... have some knowledge of magic..."