About the time I was picked up and adopted by Tallulah

After hearing what this old man said, the others around him cheered loudly and asked where they could buy the masterpiece.

"I...I was arrested for selling a whale gun as a siege spear."

Is there really a difference between the two...

Orson muttered softly as he listened to the third person's statement.

It is said that the [Steam Siege Spear] has become the representative of Chernobog. Maybe everyone does care more about this aspect?

After the first three people finished speaking, there were three people left, including Orson.

"I got arrested for publicly boycotting a guy named 'Orson'"

"I was arrested for publicly supporting a guy named 'Orson'"

"I am Orson"

“Eh!?” “Is this true?!”

When they heard the name from this unprepossessing young man, they all let out sounds of disbelief.

In fact, with Orson's activeness in Casimir and Lungmen, this public enemy who is hated by everyone has gradually gained some "twisted fans". Some of these fans publicly stated that the CP of "Ino Little Angel" and "Silent Knight" is made in heaven, while others said that "Star of Lungmen Guard Bureau" and "Spear of Chernobog (referring to Zaolu)" are the perfect match.

Although it can reduce the chance of being hated by others when walking on the street, this kind of behavior of randomly pairing up CPs makes not only Orson but also Ino himself embarrassed and distressed.

Orson used to take extra care of the young boy from Liberi because he was worried about Ino's mental state, and Ino at that time naturally regarded Orson as his support.

Now Ino is no longer lonely and self-deprecating. He and Sasha have become independent teenagers. Orson's feelings for them are more like those of an old father watching his children grow up.

"Hey, you're the Silent Knight... a little short."

"What the hell does a shorty like me have to do with you?"

The prisoner's complaints directly pulled Orson back from his memories, and made him furious.

"Ahem, Orson."

Just when the dwarf Chimera was about to pounce and start a death row fight, Junjun, who had escaped earlier, appeared at the door of the Qicheng Labor Camp, coughing awkwardly and shaking the keys in his hand.

“…What’s going on here?”

Orson was completely numb. His action just now could be described as Super Mario going to save Princess Peach, but ended up being imprisoned by the Mushroom Kingdom. In the end, it was Princess Peach who smashed Bowser with a punch and pulled him out.

"I'm sorry, Orson, that you've been put in a place like this... You must, uh, feel quite at home."

After getting Orson out, Junjun apologized awkwardly, but then she suddenly realized that Orson seemed quite stable.

"It's okay, I'm used to it."

Why do you get so used to doing this kind of thing?

"Anyway... I have an important meeting soon, so it looks like I won't be able to hang out today. Let's find a place to rest for a while."

Because Orson WASTED wasted too much time, Junjun could only do activities similar to afternoon tea.

The two came to the rooftop of a building. Junjun, who had unknowingly become the "acting mayor", was sitting on the edge of the fence with his feet swinging in the air. It was so thrilling that it was impossible for people to use the word "mayor" to describe his behavior.

"Um, Junjun—are you really okay?"

Orson leaned on the railing with both hands and asked in a low voice. He knew Junjun's past and was also very clear about what this city had brought her and what it had deprived her of.

"…It's okay, Orson."

Junjun gazed into the distance. In just one year, this city-state had shed the shackles of the past and was slowly but surely undergoing a rebirth.

"I was born in this city, and I lost everything here, but now I hope this city can continue to move forward forever - perhaps it's not just Chernobyl that's changing, but also my mood."

——Junjun has really matured... That's a great thing to say.

Orson silently wiped away the tears of relief in his heart, and then continued to ask about Junjun's recent situation, especially how he was getting along with Kal'tsit, the leader of Rhodes Island and the "sinner who betrayed her father."

"Dr. Kel'tsit... she told me the whole story, and I chose to believe her. Because I noticed that she actually has a sharp tongue but a soft heart."

"That's right. Although Mon3tr's claws are indestructible, Dr. Kal'tsit's chest is at least soft and warm."

Orson also sighed, and then received Junjun's look of looking at him as if he was looking at a ghost.

The two chatted for a while until an unexpected guest arrived.

"It's almost time. The guest I invited today—"

"Hide behind me!"

Junjun glanced at his watch and was about to say something when Orson, who was smiling innocently a second ago, suddenly released a sharp murderous aura. He protected Lyudmila behind him with one hand and gently stretched out the other hand towards the stairs in front.

“Whoosh—hiss—whoosh—”

The heavy breathing sounded more and more obvious from the shadows, and this sound was too familiar to Orson.

The Emperor's sharp blade, Ursus's executioner - the Internal Guard.

"Whatever you're planning to do, think—"

"I kept you waiting."

“Don’t even think about it… eh eh!?”

Orson was interrupted by Junjun when he was about to say something harsh. Junjun walked out from behind Orson and walked towards the emperor's sharp blade without any fear or anger.

"Wait, wait a minute Junjun, that guy is——"

"This is the guest we're meeting today. Please come this way, Miss Internal Security No. 10032."

Junjun answered calmly, and at the same time led the internal guard to a seat nearby in a very natural manner.

—Eh, do inner guards have genders?! And that number is really concerning from every angle...!

This 'uninvited guest' made Orson nervous.

Junjun had never actually seen the Inner Guards, but Orsen was different. When he was in the Northern Guerrillas, Orsen was almost killed by the 'Inner Guards' at least 10 times.

The terrifying existence that was once an absolute "nightmare" for himself and others was now just sitting next to Junjun in such an ordinary manner, chatting about something unknown.

"Hiss—the development of Qie City...hiss—the Emperor considers it positive..."

"Hiss—the troops of Qie City…hiss—the army group is mobilized…"

"Hiss—I recommend this skincare product...hiss—it can get rid of eye bags..."

"Hiss—Mr. Orson over there…hiss—yes, I'm also from the Orson X White Bear faction…"

I feel like the conversation is getting more down-to-earth!!

Orson listened for a long time and finally confirmed that this Miss Blade was really just a "messenger" who came to discuss matters concerning Qie City.

It seems that not only I have grown, but Junjun has also become able to stand on his own.

Orson finally felt relieved and decided to leave here and stop being a light bulb like an old nanny.

And just as Orson turned to leave——

"Wow——!!"

"What's wrong, Jun-jun!!"

Junjun's scream made Orson turn around and look at the inner guard instantly.

"Hiss—Miss Acting City Lord...hiss—fell into a pit."

The inner guard pointed to the sinkhole connecting the rooftop and the indoor garden on the next floor and whispered.

"..."

It seems that no matter how things change, there are always some things engraved in DNA that will never change.

09. Please don't be rude to the examiner

Orson, one of the leaders of the Reunion Movement, the Honorary Elite Operator Leader of Rhodes Island, the Honorary Knight of Casimir, and the resident VIP of Lungmen, is currently on an excellent paid vacation.

Although it is "paid", it actually only includes the salary as an elite operator of Rhodes Island. In fact, the "property" owned by Orson, even if the invisible wealth is put aside ("Aunt Zaolu can immediately be stunned by the money of a rich woman who is hungry"), is already a considerable amount.

Of course, Orson would not normally take out this money. After spending a ton of money at Longmen Monastery last time, Orson returned to the Integration Movement and wrote a 3000-word application for permission to use large sums of money overnight.

Orson was initially overwhelmed by his own vacation, but has gradually become more and more adept at it. And today, Orson is in a hospital ward in Rhode Island.

"I'm so sorry... for letting you see me losing my composure like this—cough cough cough!"

The person lying on the hospital bed was Miss Doberman, the instructor of new recruits from Rhode Island. At this moment, she was completely different from her usual serious and impeccable self. Instead, her face was abnormally red and she had an ice pack on her head.

"Take good care of yourself, Instructor Doberman. Don't stay up late at night to train in the swimming pool anymore... Actually, there's no need for you to go to the swimming pool alone late at night. Everyone knows you can't swim—Wow, I won't say anymore!"

Orson, who came to see the doctor, muttered to himself, but was interrupted by a pillow thrown by Doberman.

Instructor Doberman suddenly caught a severe cold and had a fever. This incident made many people extremely worried for a while, but the person involved hoped that no one would come over. After all, the reason for the cold was that Doberman tried to secretly learn how to swim, so he ran to the swimming pool in the middle of the night and caught a cold. If other people knew about this, his career as an instructor would probably be over.

"Ahem... Although Dr. Kal'tsit can revive the dying, she can't quickly cure a cold. Anyway, Orson, although I really don't want to do this, can you do me a favor?"

Doberman, lying in the quilt, struggled to stand up and asked Orson.

"Of course, Instructor Doberman, what can I do?"

Orson agreed without hesitation. Having a legitimate reason to work was something he had been longing for.

"Today is scheduled to be the assessment for the Rhodes Island operators, but you've seen my condition... Orson, can you replace me as the examiner and oversee the process?"

Du Bin pointed to a folder beside him, on which were printed the names of several skilled agents.

"Please leave it to me, Instructor Doberman! You should take good care of yourself and I will complete your task diligently. Thank you very much!"

"...Why do I feel like I'm the one being asked for help?"

Doberman was a little confused by Orson's overly positive attitude, but he didn't doubt it too much. After all, he had been with Orson for a long time. As long as this boy didn't think about his crosstalk, his reliability was one of the best in Rhodes Island.

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"Well then—please introduce yourself."

"Okay... um, Mr. Orson?"

In a room in the Rhodes Island training room, Orson sat at the table wearing a suit and sunglasses, his hands leaning on the table with an expressionless face, as if he was about to send his son to EVA in the next second.

Opposite Orson was a film girl with long purple hair, Roselansa, a member of the A6 reserve team.

"Please call me [Acting Chief Examiner Orson], Operator Rosalina. Do you know that in some companies, the interview begins the moment a new employee steps into the company?"

Acting examiner Orson pushed up his sunglasses and said so.

"But I'm not interviewing... Yeah, I get it."

Although Rosalin wanted to complain, Orson was so serious, and even looked a little disgusting when he was passing by, so Rosalin resisted the urge to ask why Doberman had no reason, and got ready.

Roseland was originally the daughter of a noble family in Londinium. Because she contracted mineral sickness, she had to go to Rhodes Island to seek treatment.

As expected, under the personal charm of Queen Kai and Zilan, Rosalina joined Rhodes Island as a reserve guard operator.

——It feels unreliable, but I can only try my best.

Rosalina glanced at Orson who was still pushing his sunglasses, sighed softly and began the assessment.

After the assessment process was over, Rosalina put away her sword and looked at Orson with even more concern.

"Hmm... the movements are a bit stiff when facing multiple targets, but the combat flow is very clear. I'm not very experienced with rapiers, so my advice to you won't be too professional."

"Eh?"

Unlike Doberman, Rosalina had not been on the island for a long time, and Orson was not in Rhodes Island for a long time. Therefore, Rosalina was very worried at first whether Orson, the "outsider who was dragged here to take over the shift", would make random judgments.

But Orson did not give random scores or comments. Instead, he seriously put forward his own suggestions.

"Unlike a broadsword that requires the use of waist strength, a one-handed rapier requires maintaining the body's central axis. Operator Rosalina, you need to work harder on maintaining your balance. I remember that Ms. Franka, a security contractor for Black Steel International, also uses this type of weapon. You can ask her for more details when you have time."

"Ms. Franka...Okay, I understand, Mr. Orson—"

"Just call me Orson. Congratulations on passing the test for a three-star guard operator. Please keep up the good work, Operator Rosalina."

Orson smiled and handed an ID card to Rosalina, who widened her eyes with joy and then took it carefully.

"Okay, next one!"

——It seems different from what I thought. He is a very responsible person.

—And we really didn’t talk about the catnip incident at all… When I first saw it was Orson, I thought this time it would be a complete failure…

Rosalina sighed in her heart. After all, during the previous 'catnip' incident, as a member of the Film clan, she accidentally joined the "Lick the Orson Team" and became the "PRPR main force."

I almost pushed the examiner to the ground and licked him a few days ago, but I was not rejected on the spot. This only shows that this examiner has a really good temper.