There is no way the Liberian girl could lay eggs!

Little Justin looked stunned, as if he had not expected the director to be so direct. He was too lazy to even exchange pleasantries with him and just drove him away.

But he is a veteran after all, and he is thick-skinned enough to ignore these things. For him, face is just a bargaining chip to gain benefits for himself.

"How heartless, ma'am."

Picking up the wine glass, little Justin shook it gently, watching the amber wine inside swaying continuously.

"Thanks to your and that agent's improvisation, I have to make over a dozen conference calls tonight to make sure you don't go to jail. I can't handle it without alcohol."

"You've gotten what you wanted. The price Christen promised should satisfy you, a 'businessman'."

Taking out her cell phone, Nasti searched for Kristen's name.

As her fingers kept sliding, Nasti saw the contact information at the top at a glance.

Just as she was about to press it, a cloud of fog suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, blocking her vision.

Nasti's body shook, and she blinked her eyes. The fog in front of her eyes suddenly disappeared, and the message she wanted to send to "Christen" had been sent.

Looking at the contacts on the screen, Nasti frowned, but then relaxed.

Maybe I've been too tired recently...

Nasti found an excuse for herself and came to a chair beside and sat down.

In a recent operation, she and Holhaiya encountered some unexpected situations, and their plans went wrong due to the obstruction of "Sareya".

Although they successfully eliminated the Tin Man who had been following them, Holhaiya's whereabouts are unknown. It is unknown whether he escaped to another place or...

Some bad words appeared in her mind, which made Nasti a little upset.

"Price? Are you reminding me of the losses I've incurred for this crazy plan?"

On the other side, little Justin, who had not yet noticed that something was wrong with Nasty, smiled.

Price?

If he really cared about this, he should...

"Then you should have gone to Casimir a long time ago, shouldn't you?"

Closing her eyes to rest, tired news came to her head, and Nasty replied to Justin's words with "difficulty".

"Join the Commercial Union? No, now we should create a second Commercial Union and manipulate the fate of those knights and speculators."

"Indeed, this plan has been lying in my mind for years. I can make more money with it, and it's much safer."

Taking a sip, Justin smacked his lips, savoring the numbing sensation brought by the wine, and shook his head. "But all those great ambitions only concern one country, one era."

"Compared to all that, I still want to seize the opportunity in front of me and watch a future beyond anyone's imagination soar into the sky from my hands."

What he wants... is for the world to remember his name!

That's his real name!

Rather than some kind of director.

He's dealing with the military, dealing with other rivals, and now, he's dealing with fate...

"Can an extremely pragmatic person also dream?"

"Everyone has the right to dream, especially... when faced with the most unpredictable fate."

"You just said it very well. We will be traveling together for the time being...fellow travelers."

"Looking at those scientists, from the beginning to the end, they went through so many disputes. Whether they went from friends to enemies or from enemies to friends, they all ended up on the same path."

"They all saw themselves in that most unrealistic future."

"What about you, Director Nasti."

Putting down his wine glass, little Justin stood up from his seat, brushed off the non-existent dust on it, and asked seriously.

"Pointless question. Why do you think I tolerated you staying here for so long?"

"Haha, that's why I prefer the title of companion, even if it's only temporary."

Little Justin tidied his clothes, put away his things, and then slowly walked to Nasti.

With a standard gentleman's gesture, little Justin extended his hand.

"Ms. Nastie Runorei."

"If tomorrow passes without us being killed by the military or thrown into prison by the Secret Service..."

"Would you be so kind as to accompany me to the highest point of Tremont and take a good look at the eternally unchanging sky that hangs over this land?"

Justin's tone was sincere and genuine, and no one could find fault with it.

However, in response to this colleague's invitation, Nasti only answered with one word.

"roll..."

Volume 9: Chapter 90: Jeston: This scene looks so familiar...

"Sareya...is it really okay for us to be like this?"

Hiding quietly in the corner of the corridor, Ifrit looked at the guard on duty in the corridor and felt a little hesitant.

Strictly speaking, these people were all former colleagues of Saria. Now asking her to take action against them...isn't it a bit too cruel?

Although she didn't mind, it didn't have a very good impact on Saria after all.

"What's the big deal? Just let them lose consciousness and get some sleep. Is there any need to go through so much trouble?"

Turning her head and looking at Ifrit in confusion, Saria didn't understand why Ifrit was so...cautious.

Or...

"Are you thinking of going somewhere else?"

Looking down at Ling Yi! Fu Menglit holding the Ling flamethrower in her hand, Serei (Ya) suddenly understood that what this little guy thought was completely different from what she had said.

"Buckle up."

Raising her hand and giving Ifrit a slap, Saria shook her head helplessly.

In her opinion, the combat experience that Ifrit was proud of was full of mistakes and omissions. Indeed, Ifrit was strong in offense, but they were not here to occupy Rhine Life.

She just wanted to come get some things and set up some people.

"Sorry for the trouble. Just let them sleep."

After teaching Ifrit a lesson, Saria turned her head to the side and looked at Jeston who was wearing the Rhine Life Defense Department uniform.

"Um..."

Jeston nodded with a strange look on his face, without saying anything more.

He looked down at his uniform and suddenly felt a sense of unreality.

When he first came to Tremont, he submitted his resume to Vaifan, and was naturally rejected.

Later, he fell out with the other party. He thought that he would be suppressed by Saria for the rest of his life, but who knew that there would be an opportunity for cooperation later.

Not only that, he even got to wear the uniform he had always coveted.

what is this?

Forget it...let's get to work.

Shaking his head, Jeston stood up and walked in another direction.

He is very self-aware and has experienced the consequences of being fickle more than once. If he were to rebel now, it would probably be because he is tired of living.

Not to mention whether he could beat Saria, he couldn't even beat the little girl next to Saria.

If he behaves honestly, after this incident he will be a formal employee of the Casimir Guards, with a pension after retirement. Only a fool would betray him.

Taking a step forward and putting on the small parts on his body, Jeston moved the helmet down to cover most of his face.

Repeating in his mind the precautions that Saria had told him, Jeston walked step by step to the guard on duty.

"Password."

There was no intention of concealing his movements, so the guards had already discovered him in advance.

"Ninety-five-twenty-seven."

Reciting the "command" that Saria had told him, Jeston carefully observed the reaction of the man in front of him.

"Passed, thank you for your hard work."

When the visitor gave the command, the guard on duty couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It was the middle of the night and the corridor was empty with him being the only one there. It was inevitable that he would feel a little strange. Now that there was someone to keep him company, he finally had someone to talk to.

"Have one?"

Standing aside in a familiar manner, Jeston took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, shook it out skillfully, and handed it to the guard on duty.

"Isn't this... bad?"

Looking at the cigarette in his "companion's" hand, the guard on duty refused with his mouth, but his restless hands revealed his inner thoughts very well.

Gotta eat...

Grinning, Jeston waved at the guard: "Come over here, this is a blind spot, I'll help you guard it for a while."

"I'm so sorry..."

With a chuckle, the guard looked up at the surveillance camera in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and finally accepted the kindness of his companion.

I was already sleepy in the middle of the night, and having to be on duty here was even more torturous.

If there was something to cheer me up at this time...

Hey~

"Thanks brother."

Coming to a blind spot of surveillance, the guard took Jason's cigarette, leaned against the wall, and took out a lighter.

With a snap, flames appeared in the corridor.

The smoke billowed, and the guard smiled with satisfaction.

He turned around to thank this "good brother", but found that there were suddenly two more people in front of him.

"Sai...Saire...!"

The guard looked at this familiar man with horror on his face, and subconsciously wanted to ask for help from his "companion" behind him, but his "companion" took action first.

Snapped!

A sudden force came from the back of the guard's neck, causing his eyes to go dark and his body to go limp, falling down like noodles.

"solve."

Flexing his wrists, Jeston looked relaxed.

This guard's vigilance was awful, only slightly better than the rotten eggs he'd found in the prison before.

Looking up at Saria who was fiddling with the signal jammer, Jeston nodded in understanding.

Yes, the core skeleton is gone, what use can the remaining soft meat have?

"Okay, let's go."

After shortening the distance and successfully blocking the monitor's signal, Saria took the lead in walking out after testing it.

After standing still for about a minute and making sure that there was nothing special, Saria led the way inside.

Take Zeston and Ifrit with you.

The only one left was the unlucky guy who had a weak sense of vigilance.

.........

Jeston seduced, Saria solved the problem, and along the way, they successfully used this method to reach the depths of Rhine's life.

As the former director of Rhine Life's defense department, Saria designed Rhine Life's defense system. These things are as if they don't exist to Saria.

The only ones we need to be on guard against are these defense department guards.

"arrive."

Stopping in front of a big door, Saria put away the shield.