About the time I was picked up and adopted by Tallulah

Orson has never been just a punching bag for the Patriots to beat. He has also been thinking about how to fight if he encounters an enemy who can suppress him with pure force.

Now is the best time to test...

"pause!"

The black invisible objects that were originally embedded in the ground quickly gathered in front of Orson with his command, forming a pure black cover like a curtain.

Orson thrust his arms into the pure black mirror curtain, and the nature of the tuned 'shadow' instantly changed again, becoming an arm guard-like shape fixed on his arms.

Orson had previously tried to attach rests to his body to enhance his strength through the fighting style 'fever', but the effect on the body was not very significant and the side effects were very obvious.

The current trick is a further improved version based on this.

Part of the rest is injected into the muscle as before to attach to the enhanced arm, but the other part remains wrapped around the outside of the arm like armor.

“Haaaaaaa——!!”

With the strengthening of his body and the hardening of the rest symbol wrapped around his arms, Orson roared and protected his arms, resisting the thrust of the spear. Then he twisted his body to remove the power that could penetrate steel, and the spear pierced straight into the ground beside him.

Damn, my hands are numb... The old man is really rude.

Orson blocked the patriot's spear and complained in his heart, but he didn't dare to be negligent.

The rest mark originally attached to the arm immediately dissipated from the arm after blocking the spear, extending to the legs to form a slope-like shape for a running start.

The Patriot's attack was too aggressive, but there was nothing he could do about it. After all, his equipment was not capable of being "agile and flexible".

Because of this, while blocking the spear, Orson launched a second attack.

Keng!

Just like before, Orson rushed forward and swung the Red Queen, and the Knight's sword hit the Patriot's shield without any obstruction.

The Patriot glanced at Orson, as if questioning why Orson would try such an ineffective attack method. Although the shield he used was a cheap one bought temporarily, its weight and thickness were still not something Orson could tear apart with his sword.

But just then, the Patriot noticed that Orson was smiling.

"Times have changed, Patriot Senior!!"

The right hand gripping the hilt turned slightly to the right, and the small engine within the Knight Sword 'Red Queen' immediately roared.

"Buzz buzz buzz—boom!"

Before the battle, it absorbed thousands of degrees of heat energy, turning it into a heat source of explosive energy ready to be released, which was ejected when Orson twisted the grip.

A scorching heat wave that could distort vision roared out from the sword, and the knight's sword itself was like being suddenly hit by a high-yield bomb, and suddenly burst out with a second impact while getting stuck on the shield.

"—!"

The Patriot was caught off guard, and the shield in his hand was instantly bounced away by this sudden and violent attack, revealing his defenseless body.

"Sorry, Patriot Senior!"

The huge shield is an indestructible barrier when it stands upright, but when it falls, even if the user is a patriot, his speed is still not as fast as the two-handed knight sword to prepare for the attack if he wants to restore his original posture.

The Red Queen pulled herself out from behind the shield's gap, then stood horizontally in front of her, aiming at the Patriot's wide-open front, and roared once more.

"Well done, Orson—!"

With the strength of Orson's own arms and the explosive impact brought by the Red Queen's internal engine, the knight's sword slashed towards the Patriot at a speed almost invisible to the naked eye.

Click! !

Before the Red Queen could chop the Patriot's chest, she was clamped in place by an arm.

At that moment, the Patriot dropped the shield in his left hand and forcibly grabbed the sword of the Red Queen with his left palm.

——Fuck, isn’t this a bit too outrageous! ?

When others try to snatch a blade with their bare hands, they hold the blade with both hands. But Orson has never heard of a Wendigo snatching a blade with his bare hands by holding the sword with one hand!

After the initial shock, Orson immediately noticed that the Patriot's left palm was emitting a very subtle dim light, which was proof of the use of Originium skills.

So that's how it is. No matter how outrageous the old Patriot was, it was still a bit too much for the Red Queen to forcibly hold the explosive attack with her bare hands... He had to use the Originium technique to block this attack.

It seems that the Patriot's Originium skills are also related to changing physical strength, but now is not the time to be happy about this discovery.

While holding the Red Queen's sword tightly in his left hand, the Patriot's spear in his right hand was not idle either. He raised the black spear and aimed at the head of Orson, who was under control at this time.

brake!!

"Well……!"

At this distance, there was no time to summon the Rest to block. Orson could only loosen the hilt of the sword and use all his strength to use the Rest to hit the ground in reverse, forcing himself to distance himself from the Patriot's spear.

Broken mud, sand and gravel kept splashing around. The land where Orson was standing a second ago had now turned into a shallow pit, as if it had been bombed by a bomb or something.

"..."

Looking at the ravine in front of the Patriot, Orson swallowed his saliva and intuitively felt how outrageous the power of the Wendigo spear was. By the way, he was worried about his previous attempt to block such an attack.

"Any follow-up, Orson?"

The Patriot held the Red Queen in his hand, his scarlet eyes fixed on the short young man in front of him.

"That's all. My original plan was to take advantage of the Patriot Senior's unfamiliarity with Red Queen's blind spot and launch a surprise attack."

Orson sighed and rubbed his shoulders in response.

"Being able to force me to use my Originium technique and drop my shield is quite impressive considering my poor compatibility with this opponent. It's worth it—"

"Don't get me wrong, Senior Patriot."

Orson interrupted the Patriot, and at the same time, the Red Queen in the Patriot's hand suddenly restarted its engine automatically. The violent impact caused the Red Queen to escape from the Patriot's hands and rush straight into the air.

Orson waved Rest to catch the Red Queen, held it in his hand again, and tuned it again to recharge the engine that had lost its energy.

After all, the Red Queen's carrier is just a knight's sword. A complete thermal energy adjustment can only allow it to twist the handle of the sword three times at most. If you want to continue using the "burst attack", you need to recharge it.

It is worth mentioning that "heating" is only one of the means of energy injection. Theoretically, if Orson knows 100,000 volts, he can also inject energy into it. Using a virtual vocal cord to play a piece of electronic music in a big bowl of noodles can probably achieve the same effect. It may even be turned into hyper blast hidden mode (?).

"Although my 'strategy' has come to an end, it doesn't mean I will just surrender, old patriot."

Gently stroking the blade of the Red Queen, the energy indicator on the hilt once again reached critical state. Orson thrust the Red Queen in front of him, resting his hands on the hilt, his eyes fixed on the Patriot before him.

"You said before that you wanted to see my 'limit', right? I'm still a long way from reaching my limit."

"—"

Listening to Orson's words, the patriot remained silent at first.

After a few seconds, the face hidden under the deer head was really hard to distinguish, but Orson seemed to feel for a moment that the Wendigo smiled.

"That's right, Orson. You're not limited to this."

The patriot threw aside the shield he had just picked up and held the black spear in both hands.

The 'shield' is a tool used to protect and guard the brothers who follow you into battle.

But at this moment, he had no one to "protect". In this not-so-big arena, the only person he could see was an opponent - an opponent who had nothing to do with "tall and mighty", but was stronger and more resilient than any enemy he had seen along the way.

There is only one thing I have to do now - to defeat this enemy with all my strength.

"Get ready, Orson."

The patriot raised his spear, his tone calm, but he could hardly hide his excitement.

There was no need to protect anyone, no need to save anyone, no need to consider anyone. All he had to do was to swing the spear with all his might, without worrying about anything.

"Haha... How can I possibly be fully prepared for a one-on-one battle with a monster?"

Orson gave a bitter smile and injected the rest into his body. Dark patterns appeared on his blood vessels. Along with the severe pain that continued to travel through his body, Orson felt that his flesh and blood were literally "gradually turning into steel."

Blood slowly seeped from the scar on his broken throat, and Orson turned off his simulated vocal cords.

Afterwards, the second round of fighting began again.

Without any schemes, tricks, or designs, Patriot and Orson chose the simplest head-on collision.

Orson, who was originally unable to compete with the Patriot, with the physical bonus of fever mode and the explosive attack of Red Queen, forcibly resisted the Patriot's attack that was as unshakable as a mountain.

The spear and the knight's sword kept colliding with each other. Gravel, gravel, blood of an unknown person, a stinging hurricane, and a burning heat flow continued to spread outward with the two of them as the center.

The originally bustling arena became extremely quiet at this moment. Apart from the eardrum-piercing sound of metal clashing, no one in the audience was chatting. Everyone dared not breathe, and silently and intently watched the war in front of them like a small natural disaster.

Except for a pure white shadow——

"Hey, you're the host, right?"

"This competition is really... huh?! What, who is it?"

"Don't publicize the details of today's match. Just say it was just an ordinary match. I'll process the video, and it's your job to shut up the spectators. Me? I'm just following the orders of those guys in the No-Horn Alliance. It's so troublesome... Do you want to know too, even if it costs you something?"

On the podium, Bai Jin was threatening the host who had already been frightened by the competition while erasing the video next to him.

After doing all these things, Platinum sighed.

"Are all men idiots?... They don't even consider the uproar this kind of fight would cause—you owe me this time, Orson. How are you going to compensate me?"

There was no order from "those guys above" at all. It would be better to say that this was to prevent those guys above from noticing Orson and Platinum's proactive actions so quickly.

Platinum didn't know the ultimate goal of Rhodes Island and the Reunion Movement, but she knew that Orson's identity was very sensitive. If the Helmetless Alliance or other higher-level people in the Commercial Union noticed it, it might cause a serious situation later.

"..."

Looking at the cleaned and destroyed videotape in his hand, Platinum frowned. Even after completing this series of actions, the Platinum Lord still could not clearly understand why he had done these things.

Although I could use some means to completely distance myself from the things that happened here, for me who advocates slacking off, this matter itself is just "pointless trouble-making"...

Forget it, too lazy to think about it.

Platinum looked towards the arena. At this moment, the little knight deflected the spear and seemed to have given up on subsequent dodging and blocking, betting everything on the next attack.

The Red Queen screamed and roared at the Patriot, and the Patriot swung his spear from top to bottom, and then -

competition is over.

49. Please don’t lie in bed and have a harem.

"Aa ...

In the room of the Linguang Mansion, Orson, who had previously fought a great battle with the Patriots and made them forget everything, was now lying on the sofa in his own doghouse in the Linguang Mansion, motionless, and occasionally let out a few screams.

Orson's limbs were now covered in bandages, and he looked like a pharaoh. Next to him stood Tallulah, looking a little embarrassed, and Kal'tsit, who had just returned from Rhodes Island and had rushed over to check on him after hearing that "Orson was lying down again."

"I'm so sorry... Orson. I didn't expect it to turn out like this."

Tallulah looked at Orson, who was covered in injuries and dared not move, and apologized in a low voice.

After all, they had clearly agreed at the beginning to put on a fake match with the Patriots that would allow both sides to retain their dignity and not be a life-and-death fight. As a result, for various reasons, the two of them inexplicably started fighting, and the scene was like the finals.

At first, Tallulah wanted to stop the two, but then she was attracted by the sparks of the battle and watched the clash between the Patriot and "Silence" until the end.

"It's okay, Tallulah. This time, I was just a little carried away. I really wanted to prove myself to the Patriot Senior, so I accepted his invitation. This isn't—Woo woof woof woof!!?"

Orson was halfway through his words when he suddenly heard a sound as if his tail was stepped on. It turned out that Kal'tsit was silently bending Orson's arm backwards.

"Prove you have a reliable medical and logistics team? I don't want to bother with your impulsive behavior, but could you please consider the medical staff who will be there to finish the job?"

While stretching Orson's arms, Kal'tsit lowered her head and questioned Orson in a terrifying tone that was difficult to refute.

"Can can can Dr. Kal'tsit, woooo!"

As the price of forcibly injecting the rest into his body to temporarily change his muscle strength, Orson's arm now hurts terribly when he moves it, let alone Kal'tsit bending it so drastically.

"Next time this happens, I'll just throw the first aid kit at you. It's up to you to decide how to handle it. Giving it to the trainee medical staff for practice seems like a good idea. That young man from your Reunion Movement named Ino and I studied first aid for a while. He seems happy to practice what he's learned on you."

Kal'tsit asked Orson a soul-searching question, and Orson, upon hearing that he might be left to Ino's high-intensity care, immediately became docile. The big man repeatedly said that he would never dare to do it again.

Seeing Orson's cowardly look, Kal'tsit sighed and took off the bandage. After confirming that the medicine was almost applied externally, she put away the medical box, got up from Orson's body, and while packing her things, she looked at Tallulah beside her.

"...I will reflect on this sudden incident and prevent it from happening again. Another patriot senior is also deeply reflecting on this."

Tallulah responded to Kal'tsit with a wandering gaze.

The relationship between Tallulah and Kal'tsit is nominally "collaborators with the same goal", but because of the existence of Orson, the relationship between the two is no longer as cold as a business form, but has a bit of gunpowder.

What Tallulah said was right. While Orson was lying on the sofa, Patriot was nodding and admitting his mistake to the phone in his hotel, while on the other end of the phone was Snow Rabbit's harsh scolding.

It is worth mentioning that the Patriot was a little sad because of Frost Star's rebuke to his old father, but on the other hand he was happy that he could talk to Snow Rabbit on the phone for such a long time.

After all, during the Reunion Movement, even if the Patriot and Froststar had nothing to do, this old Wendigo would hardly take the initiative to talk to Froststar. Could it be said that this was a tsundere trait exclusive to the older generation?

As for what happened after the Patriot discovered the wealth code that "as long as he finds trouble with Orson, he can talk to Frost Star openly", we will not talk about it here.

Kal'tsit left the room first because she had to go back to treat the infected people she had rescued before. Only Orson and Tallulah were left in the room for the time being.