Léon: The Cat Killer

Meanwhile, the moderator of the council meeting, while the cat on the other end of the internet was going crazy, offered an explanation:

[Hmm... Regarding this contract, although the evidence you submitted is very substantial... I must say, it's impossible to get so many countries to act according to our ideas... No, it's not about ideology, nor about national conflicts, it's simply that this report involves too much scope... We don't have enough manpower to push for the contract's implementation... The scope is too large, and there are too many people to coordinate with. At most, we can only issue Originium Dust warnings to these regimes... Only when a true natural disaster strikes can we begin to mobilize our limited resources to save as many people as possible.]

[...You asked if governments would rescue their mobile cities? If this really happened on a docked city block, they certainly wouldn't stand idly by... As we all know, mobile cities are extremely valuable assets... As long as the Originium Engine core isn't completely destroyed, it's worth repairing... Anyway, we will forward your evidence and contract application to a professional weather observation team, and will inform the relevant personnel as soon as things develop... So, next...]

………………

"Please wait……"

Seeing that the one-eyed filming crew had raised his hand again to speak, the host placed the contract in front of him into the 'observation' section and turned on the live broadcast microphone again.

Okay, is there anything else you'd like to say?

Looking at the staff present, Medic's tone was heavy:

"The situation is critical. Assuming my calculations are correct, then Ticalendo... the probability of a natural disaster in Ticalendo, which has increased by three per thousand in six hours, is about to experience a natural disaster..."

Before Medic could finish speaking, the host tapped the table with a gavel, silencing the uproar in the hall.

"Miss Medic, predicting natural disasters is a complex discipline that involves the lives of tens of thousands and affects every aspect of life... I can understand a scholar's confidence when presenting their theory, but our work... the work of a disaster messenger, is something that cannot be presumptuous until the very last moment... Considering your young age, we will not pursue your mistake this time... but next time, we hope you will be more cautious... and not let the city... disintegrate on its own before being destroyed by a natural disaster."

"...I'm sorry, I misspoke...but we need help..."

Excuse me, could you be more specific?

"...Currently, our mothership...the land-based vessel 'Rhodes Island' is docked in...Ticalendo..."

"And you are all professionals. Once the natural disaster cloud constructed by Originium exceeds the threshold, its disaster will begin explosively... Unlike earthquakes, volcanoes, cold waves, and heat waves... Once this disaster begins, the violent release process will inevitably cause damage."

"Mobile cities can at least rely on their vast isolation spaces and national reserves, but our land-based ships are currently in need of resupply. On board are Oripathy patients undergoing treatment according to the terms of the unresolved contract... Although I don't want to be so pragmatic... as someone who has already achieved some success and is recognized as an expert on the Oripathy problem, I believe Rhodes Island must not sink here."

Looking at the quiet and silent employees of the various contracted partner companies watching him, and the ever-increasing number of viewers on the screens around him, Medic knew that he would probably get a scolding from Kal'tsit when he got back.

Such autocratic behavior led to a public relations incident at Rhodes Island during the Crisis Contract... I wonder if I, as the person in charge of human resources, can still sit in my office and relax with Sussuro and Huang.

Being on this stage, which is being broadcast live worldwide, is enough to end an assassin's career... Even in the worst-case scenario, if Medic, as a security agent, were to request assistance from the Colombian government, he would have to bring back enough support for Kitten.

Clenching his fists, and displaying an attitude of shameless freeloading that could be described as brazen whether as an observer or a business partner, Medic addressed those around him in this way:

“We need help, at least another land-based ship and a full crew of damage control personnel… We can pay the contract price with Oripathy inhibitors that are more effective than those on the market, as well as the services of a specialized operations team… So…”

Watching Medic's increasingly hesitant demeanor, even his cat ears drooping in the end, the reception hall of the Letania Crisis Contract remained solemn and dignified, as if even a natural disaster couldn't change the serious expressions on their faces.

So... you guys are Rhodes Island~

Just as Medic bowed and stepped down from the stage to leave, a woman's voice suddenly came through the online channel.

Looking back, with the help of the network and screens in the public reception hall, Medic could only tell that the other party had the same appearance as him, with long, moist black hair tinged with purple. The only other thing that could explain the other party's identity was the signal connection information.

After all, someone who can speak up in this kind of situation must be a partner in the Crisis Contract... But what puzzled Medic was that the unit of this long-haired film was classified, and only the next level of related units had the 'Thor Industries' logo.

[Hmm... the host seems a bit unhappy. Let's get straight to the point... you need a fully equipped landship and the corresponding disaster relief specialist... although I can't offer you direct assistance, there's a very suitable target near the shipping route between Tikkarundo and Ironforge...]

Yes, please allow me to recommend Blacksteel International, the Biohazard Protection Department... Their Blacksteel subordinate landship should be near you... and as far as I know, they also happen to need... the help of experts on infected individuals.

[This is a mutually beneficial arrangement, and I will forward your contact information via Crisis Contract... Okay, that's all I wanted to say. Host, you can continue now. I hope I haven't disturbed your work...]

As the confidential department's film shut down its communication, the host looked at Medic, who had been wearing a stern face and looking terrified since he entered the room... Then, as he held his phone, his expression suddenly brightened, and although his expression didn't change, he still nodded in agreement.

It's alright, the Crisis Contract was established as an organization for mutual benefit and assistance...

After watching Medic and her companions leave, the host then clicked on the next contract application.

They were as serious as they had been, but they were not as heartless as they seemed; their actions were all in line with the original intent of the crisis contract.

In order to allow more lives to survive.

PS: Waaaaaah, kitty

The cat is purring happily.

And the cat's unhappiness 'scare—'

PS2: The next perspective will be that of an adorable cat surviving a natural disaster... Of course, there are no knives this time... Although, it doesn't seem to be going to be easy... After all, even rosemary can't shatter a natural disaster cloud with one punch.

PS3: Based on feedback in the live chat, we found that many people still don't understand the timing...

It is currently the transition between autumn and winter of 1091, which is the time when the Loken Water Tank incident ended and Kal'tsit took over Rosemary.

Here we've added Medic... Although Medic is a character from the original work, she has a lot of issues, which we'll discuss later.

In 1094, the doctor was seriously injured, and Theresa died.

The main storyline begins in Chernobog in December 1096... That's all the information you should know in advance.

The Mystery of 2nd Medic: Episode 038 - It's Raining!

"So what is a natural disaster?!"

Pedaling hard on her tricycle, the local messenger from Ticalendo's slightly hoarse shouts revealed her panic... but her verbal outbursts didn't slow her pedaling.

The small tricycle traced smooth, drifting lines on the surface streets of the mobile city as she searched for someone, as Amiya had requested, to organize evacuations in the area. (Medical)

Gentle Amiya understood the burden of the little messenger before her, so she chuckled twice and said nothing more. But Matilda wasn't so accommodating… The straightforward little cat, holding her friend's hand, directly voiced her doubts: "Abandon..."

"We were just asking that too, what do you mean by 'the authorities aren't working'? Isn't there a police station here?"

"Police? Ah... The infected area is full of unregistered people. Because of the risk of Oripathy infection, the police station has assigned trainee officers to patrol here, but they don't actually manage anything! We're looking for the local gang... the Red Hand Gang! They're the actual controllers of the infected area, and currently the only organization capable of properly preparing for large-scale evacuation... Ah! That's the one over there..." Wu

Following the gaze of the local employees, three passengers—one adult and two children—peeked out from the truck bed and saw a group of adults in suits chasing after a child…

"A gang that bullies children...that's not a good idea..."

"It's really not working... Sister Thea..." V

"...Amiya, you can decide what happens next... Although there are still a few years... you really should start getting used to making decisions as the CEO of Rhodes Island."

Listening to the three people behind him muttering things like "prioritizing the survival of Rhodes Island operators," "rationing," and "precautions during natural disasters," which sounded rather frightening... the little messenger on the bicycle quickly interrupted them:

"Who said those adults were gang members? The one being chased is! She's the adopted daughter of the Red Hand Gang leader!"

"...So, she's the Red Hands contact you were looking for..."

"Ah... I didn't actually come to see her, but she could be, right?!"

Amiya nodded in agreement with her junior employee's statement, but watching the Lupo girl lead the group into the alley... the aggressive manner of the pursuers made her very uneasy.

"It looks like the car won't be able to get in next, so we got out and gave chase... but... it looks like there might be a conflict... there don't seem to be any police."

At this point, Amiya nervously touched the ten rings strung around her neck... Although under Kal'tsit's tutelage, Amiya could use some magic, she was just an ordinary Skart. If a conflict really broke out, could she control the situation?

Seeing the little rabbit looking at her pitifully, Theresa maintained her smile and looked at Matilda, who was wondering why everyone wasn't moving forward.

“Amiya… It’s not shameful to rely on your companions, but you must remember that you are the leader of the company, you are the beacon, and what you need to do is let those who follow you know why you are doing this… instead of letting your friends be confused by what we are saying that they don’t understand.”

"...I...it's not that I don't understand...Amiya needs me, right? To take care of them?"

Sensing the kitten's innocent and sincere killing intent, Amiya helplessly forced a smile. She was beginning to understand why Dr. Kal'tsit had been constantly telling her to be Matilda's 'safety rope' for the past week... After all, it seemed that this kitten was perhaps really too naive when it came to 'common sense'.

"No... there's no need to do anything so terrible... we're just here to find someone, so we should try our best not to hurt anyone... ah, to put it simply, it might be a little hard to understand... but..."

Seeing Amiya's gaze, the kitten tilted its cat ears, a thought suddenly striking it... As the ripples created by their Originium Arts enveloped them like blue silk, the kitten nodded in understanding:

“Hmm… I understand. Although Mom said I rely too much on thought processes… but… I’ll listen to Amiya here, you take the lead. I’ll use less force and try my best not to hurt them.”

Seeing their CEO still gazing affectionately at her child, the local employee, who was bundled up tightly, had to speak up to remind her:

"Although I think you guys have a great atmosphere, I still have to interrupt... Our target has been caught up with, after all, this alley is a dead end."

"Then... let's go and negotiate."

Just as Amiya was holding the ring necklace and preparing to step forward, three voices in police uniforms suddenly shouted "Police enforcement!" and rushed over.

At the end of the line, a girl wearing round-framed glasses, with her red hair neatly braided into two braids, and carrying a riot shield, bowed apologetically to the four of them…

Didn't they say that the police aren't in charge of areas with infected people?

Just as Amiya was wondering what was going on, the blonde Caster girl in the center of the trio, who was also wearing a police uniform, suddenly stopped in her tracks:

"Oh~ this isn't Rhodes Island... what are you doing here?"

"We need to speak with that lady, but she seems to be surrounded by bad guys! Officer, please help her quickly!"

Seemingly on a sudden impulse, Amiya shouted "Officer!" very loudly, causing everyone in the alley to turn and look outside.

"Huh? The police? This is a matter between 'Old Mrs. John' and the 'Red Hand Gang,' what's it to you?"

"We can handle the infected area, after all, we are police officers... Although we are just trainees, violence is prohibited here, whether you are from a company or a gang, you must abide by the rules. Do I need to remind you of this?"

Seeing the blue-haired horse girl leading the three policemen... who was also a Kuranta girl, loudly reprimanding them, Matilda, who was blocking the intersection, unconsciously looked at the local employee who was hiding behind Amiya and unwilling to step forward:

"What is 'John's Mom'? Whose mother is she?"

“No…that’s the name of a company in Tikkarendo…it overlaps with our business and doesn’t have a good reputation…”

It means selling counterfeit drugs, possibly specifically targeting infected individuals...

Although the words were rather cryptic and the kitten didn't quite understand them, Amiya did, and the kitten perfectly sensed Amiya's urge to hit someone.

Just as the Rhodes Island quartet was chatting in a pleasant atmosphere, the sudden arrival of three trainee officers caused the men in suits who were previously targeting their 'target' to instantly change their focus, and the atmosphere took a sharp turn for the worse.

Just as the blonde Castor girl was muttering "No, no," one of the men in the suit, who had lost half of his left ear, stepped forward:

“Officer Finn, we were just recovering stolen medication. How can you say we were engaging in violent conflict?”

"...So the injuries on your faces weren't inflicted by Elva, but rather you got them from falling during the chase?"

With a slight sigh, Finn continued, holding the folding gun in her hand:

"Ultimately, John's mother needs the Red Hands' permission to sell in the Infected Block. Elva has no reason to steal your stuff... unless..."

Seeing the blue-haired horse girl look at her, the Luper girl, whose face also bore scars, nodded:

"Yes, these are substandard counterfeit drugs! I've already said that this kind of harmful stuff is not allowed to be sold, but they say one thing and do another and they're still selling it behind people's backs... Anyone who doesn't know better would think that the Red Hand Gang is behind this... How can I just sit idly by and do nothing about this!"

As she spoke, Finn, who clearly knew the girl Luper, nodded and tapped the ground lightly with her spear, as if she had already made a decision:

"I can't comment on your contract because of my position, but violence is prohibited. You can discuss the rest at the police station. Everyone, disperse!"

Seeing Fen shielding the other party behind her, if the man in the suit couldn't see that the other party was taking sides, then he might as well not have eyes... Especially as the person in charge of the company in the local area, it was the first time for him that government officials would not protect the company but protect the gang.

The man was furious.

"Are you kidding me! I'm John's mom's representative!! Even your security captain has to give me some face, you know that?!"

Upon seeing the other party unleash a torrent of curses, Fen's expression immediately froze.

"Ha... I don't know... After all, I'm just a trainee police officer."

Amiya could tell from behind that the young officer was also angry, otherwise she certainly wouldn't have pretended to ask the blonde Caster behind her:

"Klose, are you aware of this?"

"This...it's not mentioned in the internship manual..."

As he spoke, he actually took out a small notebook and flipped through it seriously. Upon seeing this, the man with the severed ear's expression immediately turned ferocious:

"If you're being unreasonable, then you can just stick with her! Anyway, there are so many of us, we won't be scared away by a few words from you—!! And you guys! Rhodes Island people, stay away from here if you don't want to!"

Seeing the group of men in suits pull out weapons such as short knives and daggers from their pockets or waists, the three trainee officers immediately formed a combat formation to protect the Rhodes Island target in the middle.

Seeing that two more of them had broken away and were walking towards them, Matilda tilted her head:

“…Amiya?”

"No, don't panic... Well, I think we have something more important to discuss than business matters..."

"Nothing is more important than our goods right now. If you don't want to get involved, then stay away!"

"...What if what I'm talking about is a natural disaster?"

Amiya's words immediately drew everyone's attention. At that moment, the little rabbit anxiously refreshed the Crisis Contract website again. The natural disaster threat index for Tikkarondo had risen from 0.2% to 0.1%... Although the natural disaster threat index in other cities was also rising, Tikkarondo's upward curve was far ahead of the others.

To sum up the meaning of this line in one sentence... while other cities could be said to be on the edge of natural disaster, Tikkarendo is practically right in the center of it.

“Your name is Elva, right… I’m the CEO of Rhodes Island, you can call me Amiya. We need the Red Hands’ help… This city needs someone to organize evacuation, initiate the city block separation process, and drive the entire block away from the cataclysm… You shouldn’t have time to keep bickering.”

Although Amiya felt she had been sincere enough, the man with the broken ear disdainfully scratched his earlobe with his little finger:

"Huh? A natural disaster? Even if God himself came to Sakota today, he'd still have to give me my goods back!"

"...Don't even think about those harmful things!"

Seeing Elva raise the box as if to smash it to the ground, Broken Ear, knowing it was full of syringes, panicked. A group of men in suits rushed towards the three young police officers' weak defenses.