[Voices of a chorus of men and the metallic sound of dripping bullets.]
Salute! Sir Hellsing!
Good morning, gentlemen.
[After a pause.]I have been expecting visits after reading the numerous transmissions in the Network. I should have guessed they would be as many. Make yourself home and deliver your message, soldiers. I shall listen to what you
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