About the time I was picked up and adopted by Tallulah

W looked at Orson in confusion as he shouted these ambiguous words, while Orson retracted the dagger, stood up and rubbed his throat.

"That's enough for today, okay? Don't make me say it again."

Orson kicked the remote control next to W into the deep pit next to him and left. This time, W did not continue to chase him.

After temporarily dealing with the unexpected assassin, Orson found Zaolu who was hiding again.

"Osen-san!"

"Classmate...? Uh, anyway, I can't beat that mercenary, I can only barely hold her back, so now's the time to find something to stand on and get out of here."

"okay……"

Although Zaolu always felt that something was strange, it was better for her to escape quickly and not ask why this person who suddenly appeared looked so distressed.

As for Orson, the reason why he looked so miserable was very simple:

——He got along well with W the moment they met, and even kicked her detonator. If we judge by the favorability, his favorability would have been minus 100 at the start.

Meanwhile, on the other side, W.

"...The wound is less serious than I thought."

W wrapped his right palm with a bandage. The dagger seemed to have changed some of its physical characteristics when it pierced his palm, leaving only an extremely tiny wound that had even stopped bleeding due to the high temperature.

Boom! !

W slammed the wall beside him with his left hand, and the smile on his face disappeared.

"So I was the one who was fooled? Haha... Silent guy who controls shadows... Next time we meet, I will definitely blow you to pieces."

W had Orson's face engraved in his DNA. After all, this was the first time he had suffered such 'humiliation' since becoming a mercenary.

Orson sneezed.

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30.My house was robbed! ?

At the Reunion Movement gathering place, Talulah was writing something on the map while talking to the agent through the intercom about the next material transportation.

"Tallulah, are you still dealing with the trade network?"

Froststar pushed open the door and walked into "HQ", asking Tallulah who was sitting in front of the intercom and map.

"Well, two villages to the south have taken the initiative to join the Reunion Movement's trade network, but our transportation is already very limited. I'm trying to contact my agent to see if they can get some more transportation from Kosice's legacy."

After starting the "integrated network link", Tallulah deeply realized that there were so many villages that were abandoned by the dukes and allowed the patrol team to enrich themselves.

Some patrol teams don't even have any connection with the lords to whom the territories belong. If they can contact them with legal identities, they might even be able to separate these villages from the patrol teams.

"So what's up, Froststar?"

Tallulah put down the intercom and turned to Yukito to ask why he was here.

"Well... aren't you worried about Orson?"

"The scheduled contact time hasn't passed yet, and I don't think Orson will encounter any difficulties. His [Rest] and [Soul Tuning] are enough to handle most situations, and on top of that, he has that cheating [Curtain Call]—the first time he defeated me with that trick, I thought there was something wrong with me."

"That...ha."

Mentioning Orson's defeat, Tallulah sighed, and Froststar's ears drooped. After all, both Tallulah and Froststar had previously considered themselves leaders second only to the Patriots, only to be defeated by the insignificant Orson.

"After that, I started looking for a special forces team to learn dagger fighting... No, that's not what I want to say. Aren't you worried that Orson will meet other girls?"

Froststar shook her head and expressed her concerns.

"Why would I worry about such a thing? Orson and I are just comrades with a common goal. Like everyone else, if Orson finds his other half, I will also wish him the best—"

“Ding ding ding ding ding~~~”

"Hey, I can hear you."

The intercom rang when Talulah was halfway through her speech. Draco used Flash to pick up the intercom before she could finish her words.

Frost Star shook his head as he watched this smooth and flowing set of movements.

"Yeah, well, well. Very clear, Orson."

"What do you mean by 'Don't get angry at what I'm going to say next, Sister Tachiko'...?"

"Have you already infiltrated Chernobog, huh?"

"And I've obtained a relatively legal identity, huh."

"Established a connection with the new aristocracy in Rostov, huh."

"Now living with the Rostov family's daughter, eh-eh? Orson, wait a moment! What on earth are you-Orson!!"

The conversation was neither long nor short.

After a short silence, Froststar shook her rabbit ears.

"Did you really meet him?"

"...Don't speculate on the content of the call, Froststar."

"You melted the phone, Tallulah."

Froststar pointed at the walkie-talkie in Tallulah's hand. The receiver had turned into a pool of molten liquid.

"...Haha, why does that guy always get into strange things?"

Tallulah sighed, leaning on the table with her hands on her cheeks.

"I've thought of this possibility before, so - how about Plan B?"

Frost Star looked at Tallulah mysteriously, and after a brief moment of confusion, the latter immediately understood.

"I'm responsible for sneaking out." Frost Star looked confident.

"Then I will be responsible for creating free time," Tallulah said confidently.

The two hit it off and decided to sneak off to Qie City to catch the mistress.

Then they were both discovered by Alina, who scolded them severely and aborted their plan on the spot.

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On the other side, in a room of a mansion somewhere in Che City.

"Aha……"

Orson put away the assembled intercom, sighed heavily, and then glanced at the identity plate on the table:

[Senior security guard of Rostov chain enterprise]

"I always feel that things are getting more and more outrageous..."

Orson covered his face and began to think about why he had run to Rostov's villa.

After temporarily resolving the W crisis in a (self-proclaimed) cool way, Orson was planning to ask Zaolu for her general contact information, but Bai Xiong said that since Orson was looking for a job, he could try his family.

"Your abilities have been proven personally, and I believe you are fully capable of handling our family's security."

"Uh... that's okay too?"

Orson didn't expect that the unemployment status he made up would be used so soon.

Logically speaking, Orson hadn't obtained legal status yet, so he shouldn't have passed the interview. However, being able to get close to the Rostov family and get to know them was not a loss in any way.

Orson, who was just going through the motions, met Zaolu's father and the current head of the family, Vladimir Andreevna Rostov.

After seeing Orson, Zaolu's father only said one sentence.

"Good, very energetic, admitted!"

"what??"

Orson was inexplicably brought into the Rostov family and was even given a job and identity right away.

"What does this have to do with anything..."

After the memories ended, Orson sadly found that he was still full of questions. Whether it was Zaolu, W, or the Rostov family, the mysteries were like the small map of a Ubisoft game, densely packed everywhere.

"Forget it, let's just take it one step at a time. At least I should get to know Sister Hayako before I get killed by Sister Tazi, Snow Rabbit and the others... Snow Rabbit?"

Orson was stunned for a moment, not knowing why he thought of Frost Star at this time, but he didn't think about it any further. Instead, he pinned the nameplate on the uniform suit, then wrapped a bandage around his throat and left the room. He went to the bedroom door where Zaolu lived next door and knocked on the door.

"Please come in, Orson. I know you must have a lot of questions. I'm sorry, but I didn't expect my father to be so decisive in his decisions. He's obviously been a bit reckless in everything except investing."

Zaolu, wearing a casual white shirt with decorative patterns that matched her hair color, opened the door with a wry smile and apologized to Orson.

"No, I won't go in. It doesn't feel right..."

"Don't worry, there's nothing shameful."

Zaolu smiled and invited Orson, who had no choice but to accept the request of this noble lady.

After entering Zaolu's bedroom, Orson found that it was just as she said. The decoration of the room itself was ordinary but revealed a low-key luxury, and it was even impossible to tell the gender of the owner.

"Well, even though I got this job inexplicably, I still need to ask Miss Natalia - how did you get involved with those Sarkaz mercenaries?"

Orson asked Zaolu who was sitting beside the bed. He still didn't understand how W was related to the student council president.

No... Actually, if Kosice's information was correct, Orson probably guessed the whole story.

"Hmm... I don't know the specifics, but I know one thing now—Chernobog is becoming a furnace, a furnace forging war."

Zaolu's voice was quiet, but Orson could still hear the fear and terror in the noble lady's tone. If it weren't for her noble status, the young president would probably be hiding in his quilt and trembling at this moment.

Because of my intervention, perhaps the Checheng natural disaster and the Peterheim incident would not have happened.

But because of his own interference, the girl from the Rostov family fell into another crisis.

"Haha... As the one who started this, I can't just sit back and watch."

Orson sighed and realized that he might really be like what Tallulah said, a fool who would rush forward when faced with difficulties.

"Since you have become the Rostov family's security manager, can I ask you to carry out the tasks you are supposed to perform, Orson?"

Zaolu sat on the bed and looked at Orson, her eyes revealing expectation and fear.

——In this situation, could it be that...!

Humph, you can't fool me. Anyway, based on my experience, the next step is to feint and then say something like "Please turn off the lights for me".

"Can you stay with me for the night?"

"Look, I'm just saying—eh!?"

Orson almost popped his eyes out and looked at Zaolu in disbelief.

"No... I'm sorry, I said something weird, please don't mind."

Zaolu also realized that her request was too strange, and she lowered her head to indicate that the previous one did not count.

"Although I can't really stay with you in the house overnight...but I will always be guarding the door, Miss Natalia."

After a brief panic, Orson also understood why Zaolu said this.

Being hunted, nearly dying, being attacked by explosive maniacs all the way, and being threatened with death - these things actually happened to Zaolu today, to this illegal queen who was actually still a girl.

"Yeah... I see. Thank you, Orson."

Zaolu smiled at Orson, then prepared to lie down on the bed to end this somewhat long day.

Orson closed the door gently and leaned against the door of Zaolu's room.

About 10 minutes later—

"Orson?"

"I am here."

"Um……"

About 45 minutes later—

"Um... Orson?"

"What are your orders?"