About the time I was picked up and adopted by Tallulah

"Don't let any of them go... Beat them all down!!"

Orson, who had a serious look on his face telling the two not to get angry a few seconds ago, suddenly took off and rushed out.

"Isn't this a bit... Never mind!"

Lappland was also confused by Orson's extremely hypocritical behavior, and finally laughed and rushed out with him.

"Two idiots."

Texas sighed and drew out the Originium Sword. However, if you looked closely, you would notice that the corners of this always serious girl's mouth slightly raised behind her gas mask.

"Don't hit me in the face...Pfft!"

With the last man begging for mercy and the sound of being beaten in the face, the last Sicilian gang member in the slum was also knocked down.

"These people weren't wearing gas masks at all... Either they didn't understand the situation here, or they never thought about returning alive from here in the first place."

Orson noticed that none of the people who were knocked down took any protective action. If it was the former, it could be explained by ignorance and lack of preparation, or the sacrifice of the Godfather, but it was obvious that these people should be the latter.

A leader with such a terrifying ability to command and integrate people's hearts, what exactly do the words he says mean?

"Ahem—!"

"Orson?"

His thoughts were interrupted by a cough, and he immediately raised his hand to signal to the two of them that he was fine.

"I'm fine. I just choked accidentally. Compared to those, it seems we're not too late. We should be able to stop that guy."

"……Um."

Texas didn't say much, but in fact, she and Lappland had already vaguely felt a sense of suffocation and difficulty breathing. This was their instinctive fear of wolf hunters as "Lupo people".

——It seems like we went a little too far earlier.

Orson shook his head slightly behind the two of them. He hadn't experienced this kind of dizziness caused by the "surge in the fusion rate of cells and Originium" for a while.

I hope Dr. Kal'tsit will show mercy later...

Orson thought so, then used tuning on himself to forcibly eliminate the effects of the dizziness and continued to move forward.

Contrary to what everyone guessed, the "Godfather" did not leave the slums through the hidden passage. At the "connecting point" between the slums and the urban area, everyone finally saw the last remnants of the Sicilian Gang, who was also the original founder of the Sicilian Gang.

"Is this the first time we've officially met, Orson?"

The man in a suit, trench coat, fedora, and sunglasses slowly turned around and put the briefcase aside.

The man's suit was very sophisticated, with intricate patterns on the woven fabric, but his overall look was like that of a Sicilian gang: calm and unassuming, yet exuding a silent and terrifying pressure.

"It's not the first time, but it's not something we need to worry about, right?"

Orson took off the knight's sword, placed his hand on the handle and twisted it gently.

The handle was connected to the engine. This weapon, made by Maria and optimized by Snow Pheasant, emitted a deafening roar in the empty abandoned underground passage.

"Ah, our goals are clear, and this will save unnecessary communication."

The 'Godfather' untied his tie on his suit, took off his hat and twisted his wrist.

"You are worthy of admiration, Lappland. You have personally experienced the fear etched into your genes, yet you still choose to stand before me once again. If this courage comes from you, and not from the young man beside you, then you are indeed, as I anticipated, a perfectly suitable vessel to inherit the name of Wolf."

The Godfather glanced at Lappland, his dark pupils meeting Lappland's for just a split second before every muscle in the latter's body tensed uncontrollably, even his breathing becoming extremely rapid.

Even so, Lappland gritted his teeth and suppressed the surging fear, without moving his pale silver pupils away.

"Are you still trying to delve into the private lives of your former employees, boss?"

Lappland retorted in a joking tone, but the 'Godfather' didn't seem to be angry at all, and just shifted his gaze to Texas again.

"Lone Wolf of the Texas family, it seems you are no longer alone. It's a pity that your death could not facilitate the final gathering of the Syracuse family."

Texas didn't respond, and there wasn't much to say.

"You could all have become terrifying Wolves, but—"

"They're not going to be anything you expect them to be, whether it's Texas or Lapland—they're just themselves."

Keng! ! !

Without warning, Orson swung his knight's sword, charging from behind the two wolves and slashing at the Godfather. However, the latter simply shifted his shoulder slightly, and Orson's first blow was dodged, colliding with a metal pipe in the wall.

Om-! !

The engine inside the Knight Sword 'Crimson Queen' began to roar as Orson issued the command. He used the impact of the sword to force the sword out of the pipe and slashed at the defenseless 'Godfather' again in an extremely strange posture.

"—"

The sword failed to hit the target again, and the Red Queen stopped in front of the Godfather so abruptly, without touching anything.

"Be careful, Orson! I've only fought him once, but even without the Wolf Hunter aura, his fighting ability is still incredibly terrifying!"

Lappland loudly warned Orson not to underestimate the enemy.

"I know—woo!"

Even though the knight's sword didn't touch anything, he had to use all his strength to retract it.

Orson barely managed to pull back the knight's sword, and at the same time controlled the rest to attack the Godfather's heart, but the opponent took the lead and possessed him, even faster than the rest, and swung his fist at his abdomen.

Chichichi——!!

Orson forced the remaining energy stored in Red Queen to be discharged in one breath. Thanks to Snow Pheasant's newly developed full-release mode, the Godfather's fist had to retreat before it touched his flesh.

"Interesting weapon, but that attack method takes time to recharge. And your physical fitness is below the standard of an average person."

The Godfather looked at Orson. After just two brief confrontations, he had already noticed the flaws of Orson and the Red Queen.

"And your Originium technique probably isn't physical or elemental. When it was blocked just now, Red Queen wasn't able to absorb any excess energy, not even the impact force."

Orson was also analyzing the Godfather's Originium skills. In fact, he also had some related guesses waiting to be confirmed, and the way to confirm was also very simple.

"Shh-"

Orson swung his sword again, and this attack was unexpectedly intercepted.

The attack had not stopped yet, and while the knight's sword was "stuck", Orson used the same trick again to summon a pause.

"Those little gadgets are pointless...huh?"

hiss!

The sound of flesh being cut was clearly audible, followed by a spray of blood.

However, the wound and blood did not come from the 'Godfather', but from Orson's own wrist.

The Godfather couldn't understand the meaning of Orson's behavior for a moment, but in the next second, he finally understood why Orson committed such a "self-harming" act.

“I saw it—”

Orson smiled, and Lappland and Texas behind him also widened their eyes.

When Orson asked Pause to cut his wrist, most of the blood that splashed out formed an arc in mid-air and fell to the ground.

However, in the 'open space' where the knight's sword was blocked, the splattered blood remained in a dripping state, carving out a rectangular shape like splashed ink.

"Is it a partial delay of time... No, it should be 'fixing a portion of the surrounding space' starting from the hand. In a sense, it's really an unremarkable ability."

Orson said lightly, and the Godfather's pupils shrank for a moment.

This is not some incredible ability, but combined with his terrifying physical fitness and combat ability far beyond that of ordinary people, it can become the most terrifying weapon.

"Now that I understand your abilities, there's no fairness in this fight, Mr. Godfather."

Orson said with a smile, while putting his wrist to his mouth and licking the blood that flowed out with his tongue.

"You seem very confident, but that doesn't change anything."

"This is not my war, Godfather. I don't want Texas Lapland and the others to bear any more lives, but you alone—they must bring this to an end.

The Godfather prepared to fight, but Orson put away his knight sword, turned around and walked behind the two wolves.

“Orson—” “Hey, Coyot?”

"What are you doing?"

Not only Texas and Lapland, but even the Godfather was extremely confused.

--Believe me.

The two wolves looked at Orson and read these three words from his eyes.

In that case, let’s go for it.

"Hahaha, never mind!"

Lappland pulled the gas mask aside, laughed loudly, and rushed forward with both swords brandished. Texas followed closely behind, summoning two Originium swords and trying to stab the Godfather from the side.

but……

Pfft! !

With two dull thuds, Lappland and Texas were knocked directly away by the Godfather. Because of the instinctive fear resistance of their muscles and brains, they even found it extremely difficult to stand up.

"Damn it... What the hell am I afraid of?!"

Lappland cursed angrily, and Texas' eyes became angry and sharp.

"Is this your choice, Orson? You've thwarted my plans so many times, and now you choose to hide behind two trembling wolf cubs with their tails between their legs? I thought you were the more interesting person."

The Godfather questioned Orson, his tone somewhat puzzled and disdainful.

"Shut up! What do you know?"

"Don't comment on Orson."

Hearing the Godfather's ridicule, Orson himself didn't say anything, but Texas and Lappland angrily retorted together.

"Little Dog is not the kind of person you're talking about. He is—ha, he is the light that can pull me out of hell."

Lappland stuck his sword into the ground and used this method to force himself to stand up, leaning on his trembling body.

"Now you are the one who is alone, and I am no longer alone."

Texas also bit his lips hard to try to stop himself from trembling and getting up, and even blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Overcoming your instincts... No, I'm just holding on."

The Godfather looked at the two men who were barely standing and shook his head.

"You'll know if you're just trying to hold on!"

Lappland roared and tried to charge forward again, but suddenly a hand came down on her and Texas' foreheads. Z interrupted her.

“Eh?” “Eh?”

Because it happened so quickly, the two dogs didn't even have time to react.

At this moment of life and death, Orson suddenly rubbed the heads of the two dogs at the same time.

"Thank you for your trust, Texas, Lapland. I didn't take those actions for any reason, but your words just now made me realize that my actions were correct. It's great to have you around."

"What are you doing!?" "Orson...?!"

Lappland and Texas' cheeks turned red almost at the same time. They were rubbed and flirted with by the dwarf in front of the final BOSS. What a shame!

"Now then—let's say goodbye to the past."

Orson patted the two of them on the head gently, and it was this action that made Texas and Lappland stunned for a moment.

With Orson's touch, the fear that had been shackled to the body, bound the soul, and hindered breathing, like snow under the scorching sun in midsummer, melted away in an instant.

"This is……""--"

Both Lappland and Texas himself were surprised by this change. The fear that the Luper tribe theoretically could not avoid disappeared under Orson's tuning.

"Go ahead, Texas, Lapland."

Orson smiled, and the two wolves also understood what they should do next.

Texas copied the Origin Stone Sword, Lappland drew his twin swords, and the White Wolf and the Gray Wolf attacked the 'Lonely Godfather' once again.

"Even if you've overcome your fear of wolves, you're still too immature."

The Godfather sighed, raised his right hand, and prepared to activate the Originium technique the moment the attack came, and then break the necks of the two wolves.

The Godfather spread his five fingers, and at that moment, he noticed from the corner of his eye that the boy also put his index finger to the edge of his lips:

【take a bow】