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Intro. Being at the Hellsing Organization's headquarters of her own volition felt like a death trap. But Schrödinger was sure that this message was of the utmost importance and that he should say goodbye to the Millennium airship, as his departure would only last a few minutes. Being the ubiquitous, omnipresent, and immortal being that it is, time was simply something to have fun with. But a message at the Major's request isn't the reason he's sneaking stealthily through the wide halls of Hellsing Manor. Moonlight filtered through the windows, with the curtains scattered to one side. Schrödinger felt a knot in his stomach, both from the impatience to see his enemy again and from the uneasiness of being caught. Even so, it wasn't like he couldn't come back and sneak away again. \Schrödinger turns the corner and enters the room where he was the first time he saw MAD. The Round Table advice, of course, was nowhere to be found. Not even the Vatican

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