About the time I was picked up and adopted by Tallulah

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The young man asked everyone calmly, with a calm and formal look.

"You, you... uh, forget it! There's no point getting angry with a hostage, just get lost!"

The boy's attitude showed that he didn't take these people seriously at all, and there was even a hint of urging in his tone, but the thieves didn't say anything else. I don't know if it was because they had been on the edge of a knife, so these people didn't dare to do anything to the boy anymore.

"receive."

Wearing a collar with a bomb that could blow his head off, he was just a hostage that could be abandoned at any time - even so, the boy still performed a very standard and graceful salute, as if his life was not in the hands of these people.

"This kid..."

Everyone murmured, but no one called him back.

Although this guy is a bit weird, the town outside is being watched by snipers. If he dares to do anything strange, he will be sniped to death.

After leaving the room, Orson glanced at the sniper on the top floor of the sentry post not far away, then walked to the sniper's field of vision and found a step to sit down.

"It feels different than what I thought...W, can you hear me?"

"Very clear~ This must be your ability, right? I didn't expect you could communicate with such a small thing."

W's voice came from the small hidden intercom in Orson's ear.

"Well, doesn't being an intelligence agent sound cool? And you're the most crucial link in our operation, so get ready, Orson~"

"It's already hard for me to resist the urge to kill these people. Honestly, I think it would be better for me to just take a vacation in Rhodes Island."

Orson complained quietly while rubbing his eyebrows.

"Is dating me so boring? And I've already promised Kal'tsit that I won't let you participate in the battle."

W's standard mischievous and gloating voice came from the intercom.

"At a time like this, you'd like me to join the operation... Anyway, we've completed our exploration of the town. We'll be able to move in about three minutes. I'll let you know the key points."

Orson began to share all the intelligence he had gathered with W in the distance, while thinking about why he was now in this town in the wilderness, cosplaying as a hostage who fell down with a push.

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"We need someone who is very capable in combat, but looks weak, and can collect and transmit information~"

"It sounds like there's no such person in Rhodes Island."

"So can you come help, Orson?"

"But I don't look bad at all! It's better to say that my aura now is——"

"Don't lie to yourself. I've already talked to Kelsey Amiya. The risk of this mission will only be on others and will not affect you."

"Hey!!"

Earlier in Rhodes Island, the conversation just now took place between W and Orson.

The Sarkaz mercenary W, who had not been seen for a long time, suddenly came to the door and specifically asked (although the person concerned did not admit it) for Orson's help. This was actually a very rare situation for Orson who knew W's character.

After holding on for a few seconds, Orson finally decided to agree to help. Although W himself was an unpredictable existence, they had experienced the Kirei Castle Incident together after all, and W himself had a close connection with the predecessor of Rhodes Island. Orson actually still trusted this American cockroach very much.

Anyway, it's better than lying in Rhodes Island.

While riding on a light off-road vehicle with W, Orson also learned from the conversation what W had been doing since the end of the Qicheng Incident.

In fact, W did not completely cut off ties with Rhodes Island as Orson thought. Rather, after the Battle of Che City, W became closer to Rhodes Island with the help of Che City.

This Sarkaz mercenary looks crazy, but actually has his own set of ideas and beliefs. His essential purpose is to lead his companions to fight for a "better future."

Since it's for the 'future', a solution needs to be found to the problem of the Sarkaz being susceptible to oripathy. No one wants to suddenly explode while pursuing their faith.

Now the Sarkaz mercenary group led by W has signed an agreement with Rhodes Island. Not only can they get a certain amount of inhibitory drugs on a regular basis, but they can even enjoy a 7% discount on physical examinations.

Of course, the Sarkaz mercenaries scoffed at this at first, saying, "How could an unknown Sarkaz warrior possibly get a physical examination?!" However, after this group of people were dragged to the medical department for a physical examination by Kal'tsit, eight out of ten people who came out had quit drinking, seven had quit smoking, and four had been eating vegetables for half a year.

"So, what's the deal with the town we're going to?"

After roughly understanding the current situation of W and her companions, Orson asked about the specific content of the mission.

"We were previously clearing out a notorious gang of thieves. During the Kazdel Civil War, there were many such ragtag groups that fled and formed thieves. As long as these people exist, people's impression of the Sarkaz will only get worse, so—"

"You killed them?"

"We took out their main base. It was a tough battle, I guess. We rested in a nearby town for a few days. When we evacuated, those bastards who weren't at the base started to take their anger out on the town."

"...I probably understand."

When he was in the North before, Orson had actually heard similar stories. In order to vent their anger or to prevent their failed actions from causing disasters, the patrol teams would forcibly accuse some villages of inexplicable crimes to vent their anger and use them as scapegoats.

"The core of this operation is decapitation. The bastard leading the group is a true coward. What we need to do is chop off his head before it shrinks back up, without alerting others - that guy will definitely take the residents hostage."

"Sounds like a long-awaited stealth mission. Leave it to me. Although I haven't seen much combat lately, my skills should be fairly up to par."

Orson clenched his palms. In the past, he and Junjun had done many such "disgraceful" things in Qie City.

"Well, then, I'll leave it to you, Orson. After this, I'll let you do whatever you want. If you want to do something naughty, that's fine too~"

W approached Orson seductively, with one finger hooked downwards on the chest of his clothes.

"That's fine, but... you've really changed a lot, W."

Orson looked away. After all, the last time W stripped his clothes in front of him, he was wearing a layer of C4 explosives underneath.

Moreover, compared to the mission itself, Orson cares more about W's transformation. If it was the previous American cockroach, she probably would not have kept the appointment for this town. After all, what she likes is to blow people up, not to take risks for people who have no conflicts of interest.

Perhaps the mercenary also saw another possibility.

"People always change, Orson. I only hope that my change can make life better for the brothers who follow me and allow 'her' will to continue."

W's tone was very serious, not as playful and crazy as before.

However, before Orson could sigh, W suddenly stepped on the brakes the next second.

"arrive."

"Are we there yet? This isn't the wilderness—Puff!"

Orson, who didn't understand what was going on, was suddenly thrown out by W.

"Collect intel carefully, 'hostage-san'~"

"Eh? What's 'hostage-san'?"

Orson had a vague feeling that he had been tricked, but before he could complain, several off-road vehicles drove out of a distant town and surrounded him.

"who!"

"Ah, ah, ah!? I'm a stowaway who was discovered and kicked off while trying to sneak into Ursus. You'd be so helpful! Help me!"

Even if you haven't eaten pork, you have seen pigs run. Orsen, who has been in police station frequently, can now make up excuses as easily as those regulars.

"Save you?"

The thieves looked at Orson and then smiled at each other.

It wasn't long before a young man with a collar and an unhappy look appeared in the occupied town.

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"The hostages are stationed in the barn, next to the signal tower in the northwest corner—above."

Back to the present, Orson informed W of the detailed intelligence he had observed while being a hostage. The content was so detailed that he even missed out on reporting the size of the group's underwear.

"Got it. Orson, stay near the barn. We'll snipe the observer first, then trigger an explosion at the edge of town. Because the explosion is far from the town, the leader won't kill the hostage directly. Instead, he'll move over there to observe. After that, we'll snipe the coward, and then... hehe."

W immediately formulated the next assassination plan.

"That sounds good, but it really tests your sniping accuracy. W, are you okay with your sniping skills?"

Orson asked with some concern, but instead there was a dull sound in the headset.

Pu!

There was a delay of about a second. The sniper on the observation tower behind Orson stumbled, then fell back against the edge of the railing and died. From a distance, it looked like he was still on guard.

"Don't worry, Orson, this distance is considered close."

"Scout?"

The voice of Rhodes Island's elite sniper operator, SCOUT, came from the intercom.

"Um...don't tell Dr. Kelsey, Orson. I'm here in a private capacity this time."

Scout said somewhat awkwardly.

"That old lynx is still so scary~? So how about running away from Rhodes Island and coming to our place?"

W laughed and joked that these two Sarkaz had been old acquaintances for a long time.

The small talk almost ended there, and Orson immediately rushed to the barn, ready to launch a curtain call to prevent the bomb buried in the hostage's neck from detonating.

—This barn…is almost exactly the same as it was back then.

Looking at the 'somewhat familiar' building in front of him, Orson vaguely recalled the village in the north, the village where he was born.

The same barn, the same people locked inside, waiting to die.

The only difference is that this time he didn't have the stolen key in his hand. Instead, he had the power to easily cut through the chains, the rest symbol.

brake!

Pause cut the shackles, the barn door was opened, and the people inside looked at Orson in horror.

"What's going on—damn it! Everyone, die...is it you?"

Before he could say anything, Orson sensed the enemy approaching and heard cursing voices behind him.

【take a bow】--

Orson turned around and found that it was the leader who had a bullet piercing his left shoulder and was desperately pressing the switch with the detonator in his right hand.

Orson didn't say anything, just nodded slightly.

The man showed a confused expression when he saw Orson, but it soon turned into an evil and bloodthirsty smile as if he had found an opportunity.

"You little brat! I thought you looked weak, and opening the barn would make it easier for these hostages to escape, so I left you outside. Do you want to be a hero?"

The man pressed the bullet hole with the palm of his hand holding the detonator and approached Orson step by step.

—Did Scout miss? This attack should have gone straight through this guy's head.

When Orson was thinking this, W's voice came from the earphones.

"Leave the others to us, and I'll leave that guy to you—you have to let off some steam sometimes, don't you?"

——I see, you're really considerate in strange ways.

Orson blinked and realized that the man who was gradually approaching him was the "sacrifice" that W had specially left for him to calm his previous suppressed anger.

I'm not that angry actually.

Although he wanted to tell W this, Orson remained silent in the end because of [Curtain Call].

“That look…what’s with that look?! You—Goooo!!”

The man swung his fist at Orson, but was easily avoided. He was hit hard in the abdomen and vomited all over the floor.

"You can clean it yourself this time. I'm still on vacation."

“What are you talking about—Guaaaaaaa!!”

The pause pierced the man's stomach, and he would suffer for 20 to 30 minutes before bleeding to death.

Orson picked up the detonator and only then noticed that the detonator's launch module had been destroyed by a bullet.

It's really rigorous and redundant...

Orson smiled bitterly and sighed, then looked at the people in the barn.

"Line up one by one and I'll unlock it for you."

"unlock……?"