Chapter 65
Although the live broadcast was interrupted by Incognito's actions, intelligence officers from various forces were closely monitoring the development of the situation. The more informed, such as the Vatican, had already guessed that this time the enemy would be a true vampire and what was happening was an excellent opportunity to assess the strength of Alucard and his chick.
No one cared about the sounds of gunshots and the periodically flying out pieces of bodies of poor fellows who had no chance against a true vampire and his servant, but soon it stopped, and the main figures appeared in front of the entrance to the Tower.
Alucard holding both pistols at the ready and me slightly behind him. I felt the gazes directed at us, each of which was at least 300 meters away.
- Master? - I whispered, wondering what the best course of action was.
- It seems we have an audience, Policewoman. Let's give them a great show. – the vampire grinned.
- Yes, master. – I allowed an anticipatory smile to spread across my face.
As I spoke my answer, Alucard pointed the Jackal at the front door. A shot rang out and the door was literally blown away, causing the observers to shudder in fear and awe at the power hidden in such a seemingly small weapon.
When the dust cleared, a hooded figure so familiar to me appeared before our eyes.
- My master welcomes you to this undoubtedly great event, which happens only once in a lifetime, even such a long one as a vampire's. We have been waiting for you, Mister Alucard and Miss Seras.
- Oh? On behalf of which of your masters do you speak? – Alucard asked, clearly seeing the connection of the man in front of us with the incognito, but despite all his strength, it was obvious to him that he too was nothing more than a powerful slave in the hands of our real enemy.
- That... is not for me to answer. - The man took off his hood, showing his face, which made me growl involuntarily.
- I'm so glad you remember me, Seras. - The man smiled, as if he saw an old friend.
- Last time you escaped thanks to Walter, but this is the real world and here I can find you anywhere. - I grinned, taking out my personal weapon.
- Sounds like an interesting story... after the victory, tell me about it, policewoman. - Alucard said, calmly walking forward and completely ignoring the frowning face of my victim.
- Of course, master. I will be happy to tell you about his last minutes.
- He-he, good luck, boy. When she gets like this, even I would not want to stand in her way. - he said before leaving to meet his opponent.
- Are you ready? - The man threw off his cloak, revealing a rather decent collection of weapons under it.
- A vampire who owns blessed silver? – I asked with a bit of sarcasm.
- It's not for you to talk about this.
- Perhaps you're right. Let's play Paul Wilson. - I chuckled before rushing forward, firing my weapon as I went.
Paul quickly dodged some of the bullets, and blocked the ones that were supposed to hit him with his sword. I continued shooting, but his speed showed how different he was from the usual chipped vampires, dodging bullets.
Once in range, he swung his sword at my shoulder, but I blocked it with one of my pistols, while aiming the other at his forehead.
- You're fast. – Paul grinned.
- Yes... I am. – I answered, pulling the trigger.
He quickly jumped back, but the bullet still pierced his cheek, but I was not left unscathed either, because the bastard, jumping away, threw the blade, after which it got stuck in my thigh.
- Bastard. - I hissed, sending the blade from the wound straight into the inventory.
- Cuties should not say such nasty words. - the man smiled, which, given his pierced cheek, looked, to put it mildly, not very good.
While Seras and Paul were playing, they were watched by an unusual cat girl, as well as a silent vampire captain.
- Wow! She's so fast! - the cat girl happily applauded.
- Mmm. - the captain hummed in agreement.
- The major told me that this guy is supposedly as strong as a low-level true vampire, but it looks like they are equal.
- Transformation.
- Oh yeah, he hasn't transformed yet. It looks like he will win. – the girl sighed.
The captain didn't respond to this, and only watched as Seras and Paul separated again after a small skirmish.
This time, I pulled out a blessed bayonet from my inventory and, replacing one of my pistols with it, deftly twirled the blessed weapon around my fingers.
- Oh? Is this one of Iscariot's blessed bayonets? How did you get such a rarity?
- I picked it up. – I replied, throwing the bayonet at the man before immediately shooting at the place where he was dodging. Although it caught him off guard, he still managed to jump up to dodge.
- Bad choice. – I smirked as I sent 4 more bayonets at my target.
"I'll have to thank Andersan for such a useful weapon when we meet." - I thought, watching as Paul had to turn into a hybrid of a giant bat and a man to save himself, but even so, 2 bayonets pierced his thighs.
- Bitch! - He yelled, landing on the ground, still transformed.
Like a cat playing with a mouse, I watched as he pulled out the blessed weapon and tossed it aside, my tail swinging playfully behind me. Maybe I really am a little more of a cat than I thought.
- Tell me, do you know what happens when a cat meets a mouse?
Meanwhile, at Hellsing, Integra smirked at how Seras was doing with her task, unfortunately, that smile quickly turned into a frown when she noticed that the historically important building was deteriorating further, under the impact of the battle between two true vampires.
- What is that damn Alucard doing? He should have gotten rid of the enemy a long time ago. - Integra grumbled, when she was suddenly distracted by Walter's shout.
- What?! What do you mean?! - It was rare to see Walter lose his composure, which worried Integra.
However, before she could ask what was wrong, a crash came from the street. She immediately looked out the window and definitely did not like what she saw.
Having knocked down the entrance gate, many military vehicles drove into the territory, from which hundreds of soldiers began to emerge.
- What the hell is going on?! - Integra shouted, slapping the table.
- Hellsing... A terrorist organization. - Walter muttered in shock.
- WHAT?! How the hell did this happen?!
- The Round Table officially declared us terrorists, and the Queen gave them her consent. - Walter whispered, as if he could not believe what was said.
- What?! - Integra exclaimed in anger. However, soon enough, anger was replaced by shock and disappointment.