Editing Toaru Majutsu no Index:AgneseSS Chapter7 (section)

===Part 3===

That said, they were talking about a Necessarius elite.

That Anglican magician had thoroughly trained himself to crush cabals on his own. The area-of-effect attacks using his censer and cross actually worked better against multiple targets. Enough so that the targets might end up fighting each other for access to the sliver of safety that remained. The former Agnese Force’s strength was in their coordination, but that would not work here.

Unlike transfers like Agnese, this pure Anglican would be a world expert in anti-magician combat. Knowing what you were fighting for would not be enough to overcome the absolute difference in their power rankings.

But Agnese’s group was not trying to take the top of the rankings.

They would ''win'' as long as they safely escaped the church and returned to working on the Tu case.

So…

“Kyahhh!! S-someone! Someone please! It’s London’s infamous Panty Hunter, a threat to all laundry baskets full of women’s underwear!!”

The dark figure gave a start, but it was too late.

The Anglicans’ first mistake was sending a man to monitor the private lives of a group of girls. They had already removed the field that eliminated all presences and noises within the church, so Agnese’s scream rang across the neighborhood.

Fall to your doom, elite magician.

“What, what?”

“Miss, has something happened?”

This area had a high concentration of English gentlemen.

Even in the middle of the night, they were willing to come to someone’s aid. Agnese had expected mops and golf clubs, but the local men instead emerged with shotguns for clay pigeon shooting.

“No, wait, I was only-!!”

The dark figure tried to say something, but then he stopped.

He could not come out and say he was an agent from a secret organization because he was dutybound to preserve that organization’s secrecy.

He was a magician through and through.

But that meant it was not just a side job for him. He had no identity outside of the magic world.

That was when Angelene nonchalantly sent a winged gold coin bag flying in just off the ground. She used that to send a balled-up piece of fabric inside the dark figure’s cloak.

“This guy’s hiding something!”

“Sir, doing this to nuns is simply beyond the pale!”

This was looking a lot like a porn video that began with a false charge of pickpocketing. Agnese stuck out her tongue so he could see and then ran toward the church’s back entrance.

Angelene kept looking back as she followed.

“Oh…oh, wow. Should we really have done that!?”

“You’re the one that shoved that solid evidence into his pocket, Sister Angelene. It’s too late to feel guilty now.”

God had to be sulking at this point.

Even at the back entrance, they could still hear the commotion out front.

“Kick his ass!! We can teach this gloomy bastard a lesson before we hand him over to the cops!!”

“Hmm, but I didn’t realize nuns these days wore this skimpy black stuff. Now there’s an exciting discovery.”

“Eh?”

Lucia froze when she heard that.

“S-Sister Angelene? Wh-whose underwear did you stuff in that stranger’s pocket to frame him???”

“I honestly don’t know, Miss Black Lace with Yellow Ribbon.”

“Ahhhh, that was my favorite pair too!! But now it’s been contaminated and I can never wear it again!!!!!!”

Lucia sobbed with her hands over her blushing face.

This was not over now that they had escaped the monitored church.

They were in the English capital of London. According to Sister Agata, they only had 5 hours until the UK was swallowed up by a “submit or die” field, or the magic failed and triggered a global cataclysm. Either way, they needed to procure a vehicle capable of getting them to Italy.

Agnese’s thoughts were on something else as they ran through the London night.

It was late, but the city was not silent. She could hear the young voices of college students, a mother singing a lullaby for her crying baby, an ambulance’s siren, and some road construction.

The city was alive.

The breathing of London’s people reached her to let her know she was not alone.

She would not let this be destroyed.

She clenched her teeth and focused on that thought. She might be an outsider and they might give her nothing but odd jobs, but this was something only she and her fellow nuns could do.