"Doppelganger? I see... That's why it's so weak."

"The memories were split into too many pieces, to the point where Beezelbub's main personality is so weak that it can't even suppress the other personalities anymore..."

"But how did they know about our missile message?"

"And how did they manage to sneak in without anyone noticing?"

"Facing someone like Oedipus in battle, I always feel like I'm going in with no armor on."

"How exactly does she know everything about us...?"

Merka held Dunkirk's warm body in his arms, but couldn't stop shivering inside.

Merka's gaze wandered around the fog-covered Boshe city underfoot, swiftly moving from one point to another. He tried to find any clues that could help advance the battle.

Suddenly, Merka's eyes brightened as he realized something.

But then Merka was shocked pale by this strange truth.

"I understand, Instructor Dunkirk."

"They never actually came in."

"They were inside Boshe city from the very beginning..."

Merka said helplessly, "They... what do you mean?"

"We've been on high alert since the day of Turing's trial, haven't we?"

"Until the day of the trial, was the angel Turing or Beezelbub?"

"How did Oedipus manage to pull this off."

Merka shook his head, denying Dunkirk's statement.

"It wasn't... at that time."

"They must have... sneaked in on my motorcycle."

"When I surveyed Boshe city just now, I found that the locations where those angels appeared happened to be where I had parked my motorcycle before..."

"So, the only explanation is this, right?"

"When other things enter Boshe city, like food, the security department would check carefully."

"But they were not too familiar with things like motorcycles coming from the outside. That's why the inspection wasn't thorough."

"Beezelbub must have split itself first... then smuggled into Boshe city through the motorcycle's gas tank."

"So it seems... my Harley motorcycle, there were altogether thirty-nine of them... so Beezelbub most likely divided into thirty-nine parts as well."

"Even with such small doppelgangers, Beezelbub is so powerful... It's going to cause us a lot of trouble."

After hearing Merka's explanation, Dunkirk's face turned pale. She broke free from Merka's embrace, spread her wings, and flew into the sky, loudly questioning Merka.

"But doppelgangers have no consciousness or rationality, right? You said it would obediently hide in the motorcycle, it's like a fairy tale—how could it possibly obey such complex commands? Didn't you see it? The doppelgangers just now didn't even recognize me..."

"And you might not know, in our lab we conducted experiments on splitting angels like that; if an angel's doppelgangers are very numerous and small, they might not be able to return to their original form."

"An angel must have a largest main body left behind, as the leader. Otherwise, they can only remain as individual small angels forever."

"So your method is basically useless!"

Dunkirk, subconscious fear of Beezelbub's terrifying power made her subconsciously unwilling to believe Merka's speculation.

But Merka's following discourse completely shattered Dunkirk's hope.

"... Making doppelgangers obey orders is simple, just use a curse."

"With a curse, you can make it do anything."

"As for whether Beezelbub can restore itself... I think Oedipus will definitely not discard Beezelbub as an ace card."

"I saw Beezelbub outside Boshe city before."

"I think that should be Beezelbub's original form, its largest main body."

"The angels causing havoc in Boshe city now are probably only some doppelgangers split off by Beezelbub, not the whole Beezelbub."

"In that case... we won't be able to use the missiles..."

"After all, Beezelbub's main body hasn't even entered Boshe city..."

"The situation is really critical... Instructor Dunkirk, contact Bishop Maria on the walkie-talkie."

"We need to quickly request support from the city of Lachésis..."

Merka's tone was tinged with urgency.

"Yes, but..."

Dunkirk recalled what Dijon had said earlier, the news that Oedipus was leading a large army to the city, and in an instant, she felt a chill, goosebumps running down her body.

What does this mean? Wasn't Oedipus the one I just saw? How could he still appear in Lachésis?

How many Oedipuses are there exactly?... How lingering is this ghostly and godlike fellow?

Dunkirk glanced at Merka, whose face was serious, his feminine yet incredibly determined face slightly comforting her uneasy heart.

"I understand."

Before long, Dunkirk dialed the walkie-talkie number, anxiously waiting until the signal light on the walkie-talkie finally lit up.

The Saintly voice of Bishop Maria greeted her from the other end, instantly lifting Dunkirk's previously languishing spirits.