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Night. Many steam pipes enveloped the foggy Albion. The deserted and quiet streets were illuminated by lanterns. Only tremulous pleas could be heard in the alley. Their source was the debtor from whom Frankie demanded money. Without reaching a compromise, the guards took the wallet and started beating the man.

A shadow began to move towards them, Frankie noticed it, squinted and said.

— Hey, girl, it's not worth walking around this area at night.

She unsheathed her katana. The collectors sensed something was wrong and took out their guns, threatening them. But the girl did not stop, gradually approaching them. They started firing bullets without warning, but when they saw how the unknown casually reflected them, they rushed to run away.

After running down the street, Franky led them into another alley to catch his breath. He, thinking that everything had already been resolved, spoke.

— And I told you that this is a bad neighborhood!

A voice with a Russian accent came from the dark part.

— You think this bad neighborhood? — said Svyat, who came out in a new suit with a cap and a cloak with an inconspicuous pattern of scales.

The men were scared again and were already backing away, but Chise appeared on the other side of the alley.

In the blink of an eye, the debt collectors with bruises were rushing away. Svyat, having given the man's things, took out the sickle and put it forward with the handle, sighing slightly from the handle of the katana. After that, they headed down the road towards the academy. The girl said ironically.

— You know, I think Ange and the others will really like that instead of correcting a botched assignment, we fight back against any punks.

The saint changed his cheerful expression to a depressing one.

— I agree, we will get it, but it's not our fault that we were forced to "quietly follow" while they solve their own crosswords.

Chise crossed her arms.

— Maybe because it will be easier for them to "solve" the ciphers in their own language? And we've needed at least some movement for a long time, judging by your form.

Svyat stopped and looked at his new equipment and expressed a misunderstanding.

— I have a normal form!

At this time in the new royal house. Olivia and an old woman came into Mary's room. The girl introduced the new staff.

— Princess Mary, I would like to introduce Miss Peebles, she is your new tutor.

Mary's face changed. She began to mumble.

— But I am...

— There are no "buts" Princess! — Miss Peebles spoke sharply — You are the future queen and will represent the interests of the kingdom, for this you need to learn literacy, manners and develop a culture of communication to perfection!

The princess was sad.

In the science room, Ange, Dorothy, Beatrice and Charlotte were solving a new cipher that the control had sent them. The leader of the squad pulled herself up and said.

— I'm so tired. How many more are there?

Ange in a monotone voice.

— Another 6 pages is 1,440 words.

Dorothy sighed even louder. Svyat and Chise slowly creaked into the room. Ange called them over to her. The guy came up first and put some sweets on the table and sat down on the sofa, leaving Chisa to take her breath away alone. The spy looked at the Japanese woman, she began to speak.

— We messed up the mission.

— I messed up... — the Holy spoke from behind.

Ange put down her pen and began to listen carefully.

— Well, what happened?

Chise sighed and began to remember.

— As you said, first we arrived at the place, climbing on the roof, we began to monitor...

— I monitor. — Svyat shouted again.

Chise pretended not to notice it.

— But because of the stupidity of a certain citizen, we were noticed and we escaped by breaking the glass.

— I broke it!... — the kid corrected again.

— Shut up already! — the Japanese woman shouted.

Ange rolled her eyes and measured herself.

— Maybe it's my the fault of sending you two on a surveillance mission, especially after a long downtime.

She picked up the pen again and continued to work on the cipher. Chise and especially Svyat felt guilty.

The next morning, the whole team began to gather at the royal house. The natural history room. Saint was packing up when Lawrence came in. They shook hands. And the officer spoke first.

— I still can't get used to your short haircut, but you've had it for 2-3 months, when will the dispute end?

Glory, rummaging through the shelves, answered without distraction.

— Next month it seems.

Lawrence looked around and saw a hidden sickle. Picking up the weapon, he examined it, and then went to the Saint and handed it over with the words.

— Were the wigs included in the agreement?

The guy did not notice the trick, took the sickle and hid it behind the suit, and checking the flask answered.

— They can be used, although I didn't have much choice, I even learned how to make braids.

Putting on his cap, Glory was about to leave, but the officer stopped him.

— Glory, can we talk about something important?

The saint stopped and said.

— Come on, after I get back, sometime in the evening, OK? — and immediately left the room.

Lawrence remained in the room with a confused look. While the kid was on his way, he dropped by to pick up Chise and Beatrice and headed for the gate. There was a coachman with a cart loaded with two strong horses. Dorothy was already sitting inside when the Saint wanted to get into her, but the man stopped him and an altercation began.

By this point, Ange and Charlotte had arrived. And the kid was arguing with the coachman.

— What way, how can I not go!? Who forbade it!?

The man, in a calm voice, wanted to explain everything correctly, but the Saint did not listen and made claims.

— So I'm not a benevolent person, right!? — shouted Svyat — "Strangers are not allowed to know where the royal is" — and blah blah blah. Make the security normal, so at least there will be fewer adventures.

The kid left in a bad mood. While the princess was trying to talk to the coachman, but to no avail. The girls, after talking among themselves, managed to postpone the departure of the carriage.

An enraged Saint was walking into the room, bumping into Lawrence on the way.

— Can you imagine, Low, they sent me, they said "you can't go there", as if I was robbing this new castle of food.

The kid went inside and started changing clothes. An officer followed him and handed him a letter.

— A girl came here and asked me to take you.

Glory took and opened the envelope with his name on it. It was written on it that Glory was no longer an intern and had no right to be and disclose about the control. The Saint's house burned down and he furiously began to pack a suitcase. Lawrence asked quietly.

— What happened?

Laying out his clothes, Holy answered.

— Just like that, they were fired from their jobs and expelled from the academy, beetroot! And who do you think will take my place now, huh?

The guy took out his letter and spoke awkwardly.

— Well, that's how I understand it.

Svyat looked at his friend in perplexity. And he spoke with irritation.

— It turns out that all this time you want to send me the fuck? You're welcome, bitch. Come on. Then I'll send you the fuck too. So let's hug, let's go together, right?

Lawrence, feeling guilty, continued.

— It turns out that way, and they also told me to return the gun you were given.

The saint, putting a ringing bag and a strange package in a suitcase, answered with a hammer and sickle in his hands.

— They didn't give me any gun!

They looked at the kid's weapon together, and then back at each other. At that moment, Ange, Dorothy and Charlotte came into the room. But the Saint could not restrain himself and shouted.

— Fuck you all, you ungrateful sons of bitches, I'm trying for you, I'm helping you in any way I can, and you're all criticizing, criticizing!

Defiantly releasing the weapon from his hands, which fell to the floor with a noise, he closed the suitcase and walked around everyone out of the room.

When he got to the garage, he saw Chise waiting for Steve. The saint muttered to himself a tray as he passed the girl. She inadvertently said.

— They dropped me off too.

The kid stopped and asked.

— So what are you going to do now?

— I'm going home, I've been wanting to go see if everything is in place there for a long time. — told Chise. — if you want, you can also pay for the campaign.

Glory stood silently and considered the offer and eventually emotionally agreed. Steve came, without asking any questions, took them to Lord Horikawa. From there, they boarded the train without delay and, saying goodbye to the mechanics, left.

By this time, the girls got into the carriage and, taking Lawrence with them, they were taken to the new royal house.

In Japan, when they reached the capital, Lawrence was holy and saw the palace, as if they said in chorus.

— Where did I get to?

— Where did I get to?