Shakugan no Shana:Volume16 Epilogue
Right now, the Outlaw headquarters of Europe, which ruled over the entire world was shifted to Zurich in Switzerland.
Or rather, it was back to where it was from.
The ‘Performer of Depressing Ambush’ Dorel Kubelik, who was once the leader, once proposed to spread the functions of the base here here all over the world, but while this plan was being executed, he was attacked and died…and then, the base functions were gathered back here again.
Kubelik and his ‘Kubelik’s Orchestra’ were completely annihilated, causing the central structure of Outlaw to descend into chaos, which could then be said to be the silver lining in the cloud, since there was still a majority of the scattered functions of the base…mainly the hardware. There were many handing-over of authority and lots of new procedures. After a fight over authority, the obstinate humans finally succumbed, and the organization started to rebuild itself.
(Though it was just the beginning.)
There would definitely be opposition. The organization always had disputes, and also, the higher-ranked humans and Flame Hazes seemed to be unable to reach a common agreement, causing difficulties in communications. The chaos in the organization caused errors and breakdowns in messages and contact, each side’s area of control started shrinking, and it became harder to grasp the situation.
(Even so, it was a lot better than before.)
In fact, all parties were extremely enthusiastic. If they only cared about fighting each other, the world would soon give up on itself. There was no time for this, and they started to understand this slowly.
And the catalyst to this was the collapse of the Shanghai headquarters.
The ‘Kuilunhui’ that managed East Asia for generations took a misstep, causing the entire army to collapse. In the end, an abnormal and pain situation happened. Of the entire setup of East Asia, only the independent Japan and reserve forces were left as the other places were left empty.
(Also, their opponent was ‘Bal Masque’. Most likely…)
Ever since they lost their leader ‘Snake of the Festival’ in ancient times, they would hardly causing conflict on their own, but now, they started swarming in unexpectedly…no. Now that the world’s greatest organization was about to ‘begin war’, it wasn’t just as simple as ringing an alarm to the people fighting over something simple. The range and depth of this blow was even stronger.
(I don’t know if I can make it in time.)
Inside a room at the Zurich headquarters, the leader’s room had a long leather chair that was so big it was hard to get used to it (Dorel was rather extravagant on this kind of thing). The ‘Braider of Trembling Might’ Sophie Sawallisch was sitting on it and sighing.
The people running the organization were mainly humans, so the organization’s restructuring should be rather smooth-sailing, but no matter what, this would have to take some time.
Outlaw, which normally takes in stragglers who had nowhere to go, started to operate in a manner as big and complex as an organization, and the old situation of gathering a large army at one go is no completely gone.
And most importantly,
(Yu Xuan and Di Hong…were all good children.)
During the failure of Shanghai, there were too many losses on the actual combatants’ side. The Chinese Flame Hazes who had this precious characteristic were basically defeated. Their power could have been used in this reconstruction.
(So the enemy could take them out before the next war…)
In this tough situation, she could seemingly hear that 3-eyed witch, that sly ‘Lord’ laughing in a shrill manner.)
(If Doni and Alex were still alive, they could give me some good suggestions now.)
“If the supreme commander continues to sigh like this, all the soldiers of the army will be affect, you know, Sophie Sawallisch-kun?”
Perhaps realizing that Sophie liked to reminisce about the past whenever she took this seat, the blue star that was sewn into the bell, the divine tool ‘Dona’ let out the voice of the ‘Lord’ who gave her this supernatural power, the ‘Thunder Blade of Punishment’ Takemikazuchi..
“Un, well, I know that…no, I guess I should know. Takemikazuchi-shi.”
After saying that, she couldn’t help but laugh.
“Ufufu, if there’s some time, I would start to think of some unnecessary things…I spent less than a thousand years, so my mentality would age a lot. Is that it?”
“If you can call yourself old, it’s going to be rude to our next guests.”
On hearing him say that in such a cheery tone, Sophie was somewhat touched. Anyone would feel tired about handling such difficult and busy stuff.
At this moment,
The bell sounded.
The guests they seemed to be waiting for have finally arrived.
Sophie said as she stood up.
The heavy and posh paulownia doors opened, and the guests came in with heavy steps. He looked like a kid, but he was carrying a large thing—something that was about twice as tall as he was. IT was wrapped tightly in cloth, but one look was enough to tell that it wasn’t just heavy.
The visitor took off the straw hat he was wearing and showed his face.
That was a boy’s face.
He had scars all over his face, and most notably, a scar on the lip that would look like it hurt.
“Ahh, long time no see, Sophie Sawallisch.”
An old man’s coarse voice could be heard from the strand of beads that’s wrapped around the boy’s left hand.
“Un, it’s been like 10…no 20 years since we last met, right?”
The greetings each other had sounded abnormally stern.
Sophie looked at this boy who was one of the oldest Flame Hazes, and said in a steady voice,
“It’s nice to meet you again—‘Mobilizer of Ceremonial Equipment’ Khamshin and ‘Steadfast Sharp Peak’ Behemoth.”
As they take action, they move everywhere.
Involving everything, wrecking everything.
As the world simply existed, a storm was brewing.
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