About the time I was picked up and adopted by Tallulah

W raised his eyebrows and asked Orson.

"I'm a mercenary who has personally killed countless people, those who deserved it, those who were innocent, and those I didn't even know. I'm even too lazy to remember the names and faces of those who died under my bombs. What do you think of me like this—"

"I have many lives on my hands."

Orson interrupted W, and what he said made W temporarily put away his smile.

"I once massacred an entire village. Although I was unconscious at the time, and although those people tried to wipe me out along with those unarmed infected people, I never felt that I was qualified to judge them."

Orson looked at W without avoiding his gaze.

"Those who died at our hands are established facts. They are sins we all bear. I have no right to rebuke you on this."

"Ha, should I call your idea childish or naive?"

"Naiveté—that's right, Ms. W. Your injuries were caused by your own 'naiveté,' and the leader I follow also has 'naive' ideals."

When Orson said this, W's eyes widened. At that moment, she thought of the pure white princess who was as warm as light itself.

"I won't question or ridicule this innocence. On the contrary, I will follow her childish innocence. So, if you don't have an organization to join for the time being, the Integration Movement welcomes you at any time. I believe there are many more topics we can discuss together than you can imagine.

Orson invited W with a smile, and W sighed rarely.

Although this young man seemed like a fool in many ways, he also knew a lot, and this plain invitation had a bit of the flavor of the princess.

"I accidentally talked for so long, sorry... Anyway, please change the medicine first, Miss W."

"Don't add that ridiculous 'Miss'. It sounds like an idiot. And why are you holding the potion anyway?"

W waved his hand to indicate that Orsen should not use that name, and then asked the other party curiously why it was Orsen who changed the medicine.

"After all, my original personal doctor ran away. I'm the only one here whose battlefield first aid skills are decent. Okay, W, take off your clothes and lie back on the bed."

Orson made the extraordinary request with a cheerful look on his face.

"—"

"Don't worry, I saw it all when I treated your wound before."

Orson continued to look cheerful.

"—"

"Uh... well, I guarantee with my integrity that I tuned my soul before the surgery to ensure I have the sage mindset of a pure healer!"

Orson, vaguely realizing that he seemed to have said something wrong, began to explain.

"—"

“I, well… I don’t have any weird thoughts at all…!”

Orson blushed and evaded the question.

"Okay, you don't have to say anymore."

W interrupted the blushing Orson with a smile, holding a bottle of liquid explosives that had just been prepared with materials from the infirmary.

boom! ! !

“—you idiot!”

W raised his middle finger and cursed at Orson who was blown away.

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"Let's discuss how Duke Baikal will cause a war—Orson?"

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In the conference room, Tallulah looked at the dusty Orson with some curiosity.

"It's just a medical dispute, nothing serious."

Orson whispered back.

"Hmm... never mind. The situation is urgent right now. The enemy of my enemy may not necessarily become my friend, but he can still be used to some extent."

Tallulah glanced at W, who waved at her with an unfathomable smile on his face.

——There is no need to worry about these mercenaries who were picked up from nowhere.

Talulah confidently removed W from the list of people to be wary of (referring to Orson's social circle).

"Let me start with the conclusion. Duke Baikal will definitely bring in the army within the next two days. He should have realized by now that the Rostov family is seeking assistance. The question is, what justification will he use to mobilize the army?"

Tallulah posed the proposition.

"It's not hard to find a reason. Find a puppet to force the claim, pretend it's the emperor's order, or even just massacre the city." Zaolu responded with a frown.

"These all run the risk of being exposed. If I were that guy, I would definitely use a simpler and more convenient method."

W on the side expressed his own opinion. This cockroach-haired mercenary who was picked up by Orson has temporarily joined the Rostov camp under the guarantee of Orson himself.

"A simpler and more convenient way?"

"[Create an enemy], isn't that pretty straightforward? And if I'm not mistaken, my team is probably carrying out this operation right now."

W was speaking ramblingly, and at the same time, as if to agree with W's argument, the TV program nearby was suddenly interrupted by a news report:

[An urgent announcement! An explosion occurred at Peterheim Middle School in Chernobyl five minutes ago. Reportedly, the school has been taken over by a terrorist group seeking to extort a high ransom from Chernobyl nobles. Chernobyl police are en route to the scene to control the situation. Meanwhile, the Third Army has stated that if the situation continues to deteriorate, they will enter Chernobyl and eliminate the terrorists by force.]

"..." "..." "..."

"Ha, I got it right~"

Looking at Peterheim on TV with billowing black smoke, W smiled - a creepy smile.

49. Sweet duo with W

Earlier, Peterheim Middle School——

"Natalia and Orson didn't come today. Did you have a quarrel with them, Sonia?"

In the club room, Gumi asked Lindong next to him while watching Terra's famous cooking program "Drinking Stone Everyday".

"Huh? What's it to me? Those two guys are already crazy, so it wouldn't be surprising if they told me they suddenly transferred schools."

Lin Dong responded nonchalantly, but he looked at the empty seat with some confusion.

Although Lin Dong had never heard Zao Lu talk about the Rostov family, the streets were full of rumors about the old and new nobles in the past two days, causing an uproar in the city. It was difficult for Lin Dong to convince herself that the student union president's absence from class at this time had nothing to do with her family.

"If Orson isn't here, then today we'll just have to practice sparring together! General Dong, I'll definitely defeat you today!"

Liexia excitedly challenged Lindong, but what General Xia didn't expect was that Lindong, who usually accepted a fight, waved his hand this time.

"Sorry Rosalyn, I'm not feeling very interested today."

"Hey! Sonia isn't fighting anymore! This is a change, Anna!"

"It's so noisy... I'm still trying to figure out why Orson and Natalia didn't come to school based on the last club activity."

Zhenli pushed his glasses up with a frown on his face.

Although this club was put together by Orson and Winter, everyone got along surprisingly well with each other.

"Hey, Anna, we don't have any weird activities today, right?"

Looking out the window, Winter suddenly noticed something and immediately asked the truth.

"No, what's wrong?"

"If not—dammit, follow me!!"

Winter dragged the Bear Group members out of the club activity room without saying anything. At the same time, a group of masked Sarkaz mercenaries wearing black coats slowly approached Peterheim.

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"Leave those mercenaries to me."

"I can't promise, W. Under the current circumstances, I may not have the energy to show mercy like before."

"Ha, so there are times when you can't handle things with ease?"

On the way to Peterheim Middle School, Orson and W talked to each other. Orson was ridiculed by W because he could not promise to hand over the Sarkaz that attacked the middle school to W for disposal.

The goal of the two at this time was to deal with the terrorist attack on Peterheim Middle School as much as possible and prevent the situation from escalating further.

Orson was worried about the safety of the Bear Group, and W had to personally deal with these mercenaries who originally belonged to his team, so they temporarily formed this two-man team which was a bit strange in various senses.

After the two arrived near Peterheim Middle School, W confirmed the blind spots of the Sarkaz on guard in the surrounding area, loaded the hook into the howitzer, aimed at the top of the university teaching building and pulled the trigger.

Orson followed the rope to the commanding heights of Peterheim Middle School. He half-knelt on the ground, his left hand lightly resting on the concrete slab on the roof.

Low-frequency exploration——

The Originium technique, centered on Orson's palm, materialized into ripples invisible to the naked eye. These ripples continued to extend and spread along the wall, and after encountering people, they bounced back and vibrated back into Orson's hand.

In just a few seconds, a colorless 3D map was projected into Orson's mind.

"The good news is that almost all the students have been gathered in the stadium. The bad news is that these Sarkaz mercenaries are strapped with high-concentration Originium bombs. Are all the members of your team crazy?"

Orson looked at W in confusion and asked why this group of people would participate in such a mission that would clearly result in death.

"Ha, bingo~ Most Sarkaz are complete lunatics. They believe that by crossing the desperate situation of certain death, they can get closer to the ancient and long-standing Sarkaz bloodline."

W explained with a smile, but his tone was full of disdain and sarcasm.

"And your goal is to free them from the madness that comes with being a Sarkaz."

"...Let's save the small talk for after the mission, or are you looking forward to seeing those little brats get blown up into the sky?"

"No, I'm trying to identify another group of active signals—these people are in the underground storage room near the gym. I don't know what they're doing, but they don't appear to be Sarkaz mercenaries."

Orson frowned. The hazy frequency feedback made him a little confused.

Apart from a few signals of unknown identities, Orson has basically discovered the locations of the Sarkaz mercenaries in the gymnasium.

"There are seven mercenaries in the corner, five mercenaries patrolling among the students, and another ten scattered around the perimeter of the gymnasium. While it may seem a bit out of place, I have to say your soldiers possess excellent strategic qualities..."

Orson sighed. These mercenaries who originally belonged to Team W were indeed much more professional in strategy than the patrol teams or assassins he had encountered before.

"Ha, these were originally gifts prepared for you. So, what are you going to do?"

W took out several C4s waiting to be activated and looked at Orson.

"Use your directional demolition to launch a surprise attack from the top floor. I'll use Rest—that shadow—to precisely deal with the mercenaries mixed in with the students. Those standing in the corners away from the students will be left to you—we only have one chance. Those Originium bombs use direct triggering, and my ability can't silence them."

As Orson spoke, he marked the approximate location of the mercenaries for W on the top floor.

"So, I can blow you up with just a completely ordinary C4 that doesn't contain any Originium triggering process?"

"That's the theory—those unknown signals are starting to move, heading straight for the stadium...?"

Faced with Orson's blunt answer, W sighed. She couldn't figure out whether the other party trusted her or was just an idiot, as he told her the shortcomings of his Originium skills so easily.

“These signals—Sonia…!!”

On the other side, Orson finally confirmed the true identity of the signal - the bear group that evaded the search when the Sarkaz mercenaries raided the school and decided to help other students escape from the gymnasium.

"Damn it, get ready for action, W!"

"It's been a long wait."

Orson yelled at W, who grinned and gently pressed the remote control in his hand—

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50.Brother, we are one of us!

Winter's plan was to charge into the gymnasium head-on to attract everyone's attention, while Liexia and Gumi used the oilcloth-wrapped crossbows they found in the basement to take down the Sarkaz mercenaries stationed at the entrance. Then, Zhenli would seize the intercoms from the mercenaries and call for help.

Their original purpose was just to obtain a means of contacting the outside world, because Orson once said that when the gap between the enemy and us is seriously unbalanced, "information" is the most important weapon.

But what Lin Dong didn't expect was that only the first step of her plan went according to plan - attracting attention.

"Hey! You bunch of mercenaries, if you have the guts, come and fight me fair and square!"

Lin Dong ran out from the blind spot in the basement, shouting to provide visual cover for Gumi and Liexia. Then she kicked open the door of the gymnasium and threw the Molotov cocktail she had prepared in advance at the fire alarm in the corner.

"boom!!!"