About the time I was picked up and adopted by Tallulah

[Conversation 2] Why are you avoiding Operator Kashiwabeak...? Blademaster, that closet definitely doesn't just contain ordinary clothes... You understand what I mean, right?

【Conversation 3】 Because of my previous experience in the Reunion Movement, I am also good at clerical work. Please leave it to me with confidence.

[Post-Promotion Conversation 1] My combat skills were trained in the North by the Patriot and his Shield Guards. Hmm... that was truly a painful memory.

[Conversation after promotion 2] Pause? That's actually my shadow, just a shadow.

[Conversation after Trust Increased 1] Blade Master, I can go and meet him... But forget it, it's nothing.

[Conversation 2 after Trust Increases] Talullah, what are you going to do to pay me back for what you owe me? (Game background music changes to electronic music)

[Conversation 3 after Trust Increases] Hey - what should I say at a time like this... How about I perform a crosstalk?

[Special Conversation 1] Look at this noodle, it's long and wide~ Look at this bowl, it's big and round~ skr ~ (Game BGM changes to rap)

[Special Conversation 2] Blade Master, what kind of music do you like? (The game background music randomly changes between symphony, country, jazz, rock, heavy metal, electronic music, rap, and ASMR) [Idle] Thank you for your hard work. Leave the rest of the work to me.

[Operator Report] Long time no see, Blademaster. You look well, I'm relieved. Now, I'm the new Rhodes Island Operator, Tuner. Just call me Orson.

[Watch the battle log] ?????... Ugh?! I'm really watching this, okay?!

[Elite Promotion 1] Oh, I have passed the probation period smoothly. Did my performance meet your expectations, Blade Master?

[Elite Promotion 2] Doctor, I will protect you - no matter whether they are the Ursus Internal Guards or the Absolvers of Kazdel, no matter who they are or how many there are, I will make sure they never return.

【Join the team】 Have a mission?

[Appoint Captain] I have to work harder too.

[Let’s go] Blade Master, the car is ready!

【Action Begins】Solomon! I'm back!

[Select Operator 1] Ready.

【Select Operator 2】 Understood.

[Deployment 1] Tuner Orson, one-hit Mars!

[Deployment 2] — Oops! (Facefall)

[In Combat 1] Pause——!

【In Operation 2】 That's it.

【In Combat 3】 Tune, silence, keep silent, pick a name you like, and then listen to the music of your death!

【In Combat 4】 Curtain Call——(All audience silent)

[Hit hard 1] Gu... Damn it, kill me!

[Hit 2] Ugh! I'm Orson from Rhodes Island. This little injury is nothing serious!

[Four-star End Action] Wow... I didn't expect that you, Blade Master, could be so handsome.

[Samsung ends the action] How about it, are my abilities amazing?

[Non-3 stars end the action] Do you need me to give chase?

[Operation failed] It doesn't matter, I'll cover your retreat, just leave it to me.

【Entering the Facility】Would you like some music? (Randomly changes the game background music)

[Poke] Ugh?! (Holding his head and crouching to defend)

【Touch of Trust】 Blade Master Tower?

【Title】 Arknights.

【Greetings】Good morning, Blade Master, have you eaten?

38. Kong has a huge advantage! Kong A goes up! Kong calls GG

In fact, Orson had been curious for a long time. There were many girls of different races on the continent of Terra. Would these girls really have different abilities based on the influence of their race?

Now, with Texas sniffing at him, Orson seemed to finally be able to get a glimpse of the problem - but the price seemed a bit high.

"Breath of Lappland"

At this moment, Orson was like Rongrong who was licked on the face by Sister Bu, Maiyuqiang who was held up as a steamroller by DIO, and Erqiao who was asked by his wife where the cow dung head came from, just like Alexander.

Before Orson could think of what to say, Texas spoke first:

"The scent of Lappland, the scent of blood, and... scratches."

Oh, it's over~

Texas not only smelled the scent of dog pulling, but also observed something more detailed. At this point, Orson no longer wanted to refute it. He could only close his eyes and wait for the situation to become more chaotic.

But what Orson didn't expect was——

"Have you been attacked by Lappland again? That girl... I know she's lurking in Longmen. She's the same being as me, yet completely different. She's far more dangerous and unpredictable."

After confirming that he had had an encounter with the dog and that he was covered in scratches and "blood" (referring to Orson's) , Texas said this after a moment of silence.

"Well, in a sense, I was attacked...?"

Orson was stunned for a moment. He didn't know what Texas meant by "being attacked by Lappland".

"I wasn't planning on having any contact with her because I knew exactly what she was looking for, but her behavior had crossed the line and I was going to end it all."

"No, no, Lappland didn't have any conflict with me!"

Texas spoke in a calm but serious tone, and Orson realized that Texas really thought he was being attacked by a dog, so he behaved like this.

It's easy to understand if you think about it. Texas doesn't look like he's familiar with relationships between men and women. He's probably as clueless as Archangel in this regard, so naturally he wouldn't have any subtle associations with his situation.

"There's no conflict, so what are you doing? You're full of her scent, and that guy only acts like this when he's extremely emotional—like when he's fighting."

——You two should hurry up and get your marriage certificate! Putting aside the ridiculous nose, what kind of tacit understanding is this?

Orson complained loudly in his mind, while thinking about how to deal with this situation.

"Anyway, uh... By the way, Texas! When you were working with the Imperial Guard, did you ever receive any orders regarding Chief Inspector Marco?"

Unable to do anything, Orson had to make a loud noise to try to cover up the topic, but it was obvious that Texas was not a fool like Archangel.

"I don't know what you're hiding, Orson. But you don't need to worry about my safety—you're her target because of me, so I naturally have an obligation to settle this 'debt' I owe you. But... just this once, I'll respect your choice to remain silent. But if it happens again, I'll confront her directly, no matter what the circumstances."

Texas sighed and said that she obviously thought Orson was attacked by Lappland, but chose to remain silent because she was worried about her own safety.

——I feel like things are going to get really complicated…

Faced with Texas's "goodwill" towards him, Orson could only show an extremely subtle and awkward smile, but he couldn't tell Texas "I was fucked by Lappland" now, so he could only watch the German dog misunderstand the Lappish dog.

I am indeed worried about Texas, but my main concern is the color of the hat on Texas' head...

The main problem is that Orson doesn't know the relationship between Texas and Lapland, and even if he wants to try to repair the relationship between the two, he doesn't know where to start.

"Chief Superintendent? I've accepted some missions from him, but most of them involved nothing worth mentioning, including Guards equipment."

Texas acquiesced to skipping the Laplander incident for the time being, recalling the Chief Superintendent's intelligence.

"Equipment, are there any weapons?"

"I think there should be heavy crossbows, standard swords, and a few Rutland guns."

Texas recalled the cargo transported in previous missions. Unlike Archangel who could only say "Hey~", Texas was much more reliable in these aspects.

"Heavy crossbow bolts...heavy crossbow, huh? Very useful information, thank you very much, Texas."

Orson smiled at Texas, then remembered the time when he and the mascot were taken hostage and the illegal firepower in the hands of the robbers.

When he encountered Chen and the Chief Superintendent arguing at the Guards Bureau before, an idea emerged in Orson's mind, but at present this idea still needed more and more direct "evidence", otherwise he would probably be regarded as a fool by Sir Chen.

"By the way, where's Exia?"

Orson looked around the office, greeted Kong and Croissant, and found that the usually noisy Archangel was not in the office.

"She went to see Mostima, saying she was afraid she'd disappear without a word like before. Oh, and you haven't met Mostima yet. Although she's an employee of Penguin Logistics, her main job is as a courier. The boss said there'll be a welcome ceremony for you later, so you should be able to see her then."

Texas returned to his work station and explained to Orson.

"Hahaha, that sounds mysterious. I hope we can get along well."

——I've already met you! And it was the kind of meeting I'll probably never forget...

Orson, who was complaining in his heart, wiped his sweat with a smile. It seemed that at least Mostima had not mentioned him to the other people in Penguin Logistics.

But what did the horned, fallen Sakota really mean by what he said to him at that time? Was it really just an extreme joke?

What exactly am I like in her eyes... Wait, "in her eyes"?

Orson still didn't know how he existed in Mastema's eyes. He knew very well that Mastema was not a pure Sakota or Sarkaz. In this case, perhaps she would see him, a 'Chimera', differently.

Although he cared about this matter very much, he could only wait until they met next time to ask about it. Orson didn't think that the elusive messenger lady was someone he could meet just by looking for her.

Orson shook his head, then sat down at his desk and opened his personal terminal, where a news report popped up.

[Another riot in the slums of District 23, six Imperial Guard detectives injured. How long will we tolerate the infected?!]

"..."

Orson watched the news silently. It was about the time when he and Lappland went to the slums to stop the assassination attempt.

The news focused on the slum riots, describing their "tremendous impact," while also questioning the slums' very existence through the perspective of a wounded agent. Orson only caught a glimpse of the "16 infected people died in this riot" in a single sentence in the corner.

Mainstream public opinion is almost entirely filled with fear and disgust towards the infected, and many people are questioning and insulting Chen Huijie's command style of "avoiding conflicts as much as possible" at the time, which was wrong.

Although he arrived at Longmen because of Tallulah's subtle reason of being eager to protect her sister, Orson now noticed that the problems hidden in Longmen were no better than those of Ursus or Casimir.

The sudden invasion of the Sicilian Gang, the mole in the Guards, the division of the slums... Although it seems that Orson is just being dragged around by various people during this period, he is also collecting intelligence at his own pace and trying to deduce what the people hiding behind this city want.

The most urgent task is to deal with the Sicilian Gang. The existence of these people will directly harm Texas, and these people are the reason for the destruction of the Texas family.

The problem is that I still have too little information about this gang. Maybe I should go it alone if I have the chance...

Orson, who was halfway through his thoughts, raised his head to look at where Kong was, and in his field of vision he saw a little girl from the Caster tribe with Luper ears lowering her head in panic.

"...Miss Kong?"

"Eh!? Uh, um, what do you want from me, Orson?"

Orson called out to no one, and the latter's whole body bounced. Miss Longmen Aidoulu raised her head little by little, and asked Orson with a somewhat wandering look why he called her.

"Stewardess, you should know that the specialty I mentioned when I first joined Penguin Logistics, besides crosstalk, was 'environmental exploration,' right?"

"Woooo..."

Although Orson didn't say it directly, Kong Ye immediately realized that the fact that he was spying on Orson was exposed.

Seeing that he was exposed at the speed of light, Kong could only stand up with a hum and walk to Orson's desk. He pouted and rested his pointed chin on the pile of documents waiting to be processed on Orson's desk (PS. 9% of them were from Exiah, and 1% were taken over by Orson from other members).

"Hmm...I feel like you're not in a good mood, stewardess?"

Orson looked at the new idol in front of him who was angry with him, and asked him uncertainly what was wrong.

Of course I'm in a bad mood! It's all because of you showing up out of nowhere. Texas usually sits next to me at work, humming my songs! Now, not only are you separating me from Texas, but Texas spends half of his week listening to crosstalk!

Kong complained unhappily in his heart, although the crosstalk was indeed interesting, but... but one thing is one thing!

Today I must give this guy, who is only 5cm taller than me, a hard time and let him know who has the final say in Penguin Logistics!

Kong has made up his mind. Today he will abandon the identity of "Ai Doulu who brings love and dreams" and become the peanut devil, and rub Orsen's sharpness!

"Did I do something wrong? Is it because when I was tidying up the office earlier, I put the stewardess's CDs together in the warehouse without permission?"

After all, he was just a "guest" so Orson immediately asked himself seriously if he had done anything wrong.

"Of course not. Speaking of which, I really want to thank you, Orson! You helped me find the AUS (Sunset Is Gone) signed CD that I had been looking for for a long time. That CD is obviously very precious to me..."

Thinking of the experience of his precious CD being lost and then found again when Orsen was tidying up his room, Kong suddenly lost a lot of the "anger" that he had been brewing with great difficulty.

"Hey, it's just a piece of cake."

Orson responded, stroking his hair.

"No, thank you so much... No, no! I, I still have some objections!"

Kong smiled and nodded at Orson, then realized something was wrong. He was actually here to cause trouble for the "Texas Favor Rights"!

"Another comment... Is the micro-polysaccharide pear prepared for the stewardess at breakfast too sweet?"

"No, I love it! Please find time to teach me. My colleagues at work are all raving about it."