About the time I was picked up and adopted by Tallulah

Faust walked to the side of the road and stretched out his hand to stop a private car.

"Sir, I'm robbing a car. Please cooperate."

Faust answered Zaolu while stopping a car on the side of the road in a humble and polite voice.

"Brother, you are crazy!"

Boom!

"...?"

Faust tilted his head. The other party had no intention of stopping the car. Instead, he cursed at him and stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

"Isn't that the right approach? Teacher Orson clearly said that you must be polite when asking for favors..."

"Maybe this isn't asking for favors anymore... Let me do it."

This Faust seemed to be quite naive. Zaolu complained and then stopped the next car.

"Sir, please lend me your car."

"Sister, are you crazy—Ahhhhhhh!?"

The car owner, who was about to curse, immediately ran away in panic after seeing Zaolu smiling and holding a spear bigger than his head and pointing it at him.

"...Please let me drive."

Faust blinked and sat in the driver's seat, while Zaolu looked at the unlucky car owner who was scared away by her with mixed feelings.

——Father...I'm afraid that humble and elegant daughter of yours can no longer be returned.

"By the way, Faust, can you drive?"

Zaolu shook her head and threw aside the useless feelings, then asked Faust after getting in the car.

"Well, Mr. Orson once took the time to teach me, and he gave me very high praise."

Faust straightened his body so that his head was above the steering wheel, then released the handbrake and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

Om-! ! !

"Ugh!?"

The car was speeding along the road recklessly, and the push on the back, comparable to that of a fighter jet, almost threw Zaolu into the back seat.

"Wait a minute... Ugh! Faust, is this how Orson taught you to drive? What did he say?"

Zaolu felt like she was the clothes thrown into a washing machine on spin dry mode.

"Mr. Orson said I'm already a qualified road killer."

Faust responded while turning the steering wheel vigorously.

"That's not meant as a compliment—ugh!"

Before Zaolu had time to consider whether to jump out of the car, a crossbow arrow suddenly shattered the glass and pierced through the rear window.

Because of Faust's hasty driving skills, the tires of the private car had become pineapple-like and were about to be caught up by the army.

"Damn it—Faust, drive as steadily as possible and lend me your crossbow!"

Zaolu frowned, then gritted her teeth and smashed the car's sunroof, then got out of the car carrying a siege gun.

The noble lady took out a few explosive crossbow arrows from her quiver, tore off the shoulder straps on her clothes to tie them together, and then stuffed them into the barrel of the steam siege spear, aiming at a car approaching her.

boom! !

With a loud bang, the road surface was directly blasted through by the crossbow arrows. Several cars failed to dodge in time and collided with each other.

"Uncle Seka from the Transportation Management Bureau will probably scold me to death...but there's nothing I can do."

Zaolu continued to make the "temporary RPG" and kept using the siege spear to block the pursuers approaching her. Although her shoulder was hit by a crossbow arrow, under the effect of adrenaline, Zaolu didn't even notice the wound.

"No more ammunition, Faust!"

"The second node is just ahead, it will be there soon."

Faust turned the steering wheel handsomely, but accidentally hit the wiper. When he tried to turn off the wiper, a lot of windshield washer fluid came out again.

“…I feel very sorry for the car owner.”

Zaolu wiped the sweat off his face silently, then loaded the last siege spear into the barrel. The air pressure indicator had also reached the bottom.

——How can I maximize the damage with only one shot left...ah.

Not far away, a standing human statue came into Zaolu's sight.

Zaolu decisively pulled the trigger, and the siege spear pierced the marble statue beside her. Then she threw the steam spear launcher body near the chassis of a high-tonnage dump truck passing by without hesitation.

Crunch-!

After a series of teeth-grinding stretching sounds, the launcher was pulled away by the dump truck, and the giant siege spear used in conjunction with it pulled the entire marble statue to the ground, blocking most of the pursuers along the way.

"I'm sorry, Mr. First Mayor..."

Zaolu clasped her hands together, thinking that the damage to public safety she had caused today was worth enough to pay five Orsens in compensation.

58. I’m just an old man walking his bird passing by, please remember this!

The car finally wobbled its way to the commercial street. Except for the airbags, there was almost no intact part of the car.

The commercial street, which should have been bustling with people, was closed down in advance by the Integration Movement, and only a few fearless Ursus citizens came to shoot live videos.

"We've arrived at the second meeting point. Crossbowmen and warlocks are stationed here."

Faust took out a signal gun of another color and fired it into the air. At the same time, dozens of armed drones suddenly appeared behind the two of them, and dozens of red lasers shone directly in their direction.

"Hide, Faust!"

Zaolu pulled Faust to find cover, but the drones had just shone their red aiming dots on the two of them, and before they could open fire, Originium skills and crossbows suddenly emerged from the windows of the high-rise buildings on both sides of the commercial street from all directions, shooting down all the drones.

"Sasha, are you okay?"

From the window not far away, the white-haired Liberian boy Ino leaned half of his body out and kept waving his arms at Faust.

"Idiot...you should use code names when carrying out missions."

Sasha frowned a little embarrassedly, and then headed towards Ino's location with Zaolu.

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"You must be Miss Natalia. Mr. Orson told us about you. Okay, now that you're bandaged, please be careful when you move."

In a room in the commercial street, Zaolu sat on a chair and took a short rest, while Yinuo bandaged Zaolu's wound while chatting.

"Very skilled... Um, thank you for your help. Is Orson your teacher?"

"Yes, the one I admire, respect, and love the most is Mr. Orson! And you can just call me Ino. I'm the leader of the Warlock Team and a medical operator for the Reunion Movement, codenamed [Mephisto]. Since Natalia is a friend, you don't have to call me by my codename, Sasha."

"Ha... okay, Ino." Faust responded with a sigh.

Ino said her name with a smile, and that innocent smile made Zaolu feel that the fatigue and soreness she had experienced along the way were relieved a lot.

"Hey, Sister Natalia, I know you still have a mission, but can you lend me a minute?"

Ino came close to Zaolu and asked her in a soft voice. Sasha on the side had a helpless expression as if to say "here we go again". He sighed, walked to the window and set up the crossbow.

"what is the problem?"

"Hmm~ Has Mr. Orson done anything strange recently? Like lying in bed with Natalia, feeding her, or looking at the stars with her?"

"Uh, it seems like there's nothing..."

Zaolu thought about it and found that she and Orson didn't seem to have done any activities that could increase the favorability of GAL during this period, and responded with some disappointment.

"That's good. Please keep up the good work, Natalia. Sasha and I will lead the crossbowmen to stop those pursuers~"

"Well, please...?"

Zaolu was a little curious as to why Ino became so much happier after hearing her answer.

Since they had almost reached the edge of the city, the detection capability of the frequency array made by Orson was basically negligible, but the signal tower was only two or three kilometers away.

"Come on, Miss Natalia, the engineering team will assist you in entering the signal tower."

Sasha put the crossbow in front of his eyes and aimed at the Baikal army that was approaching the commercial street in the distance, walking on thin ice, while greeting Zaolu in a low voice.

"Well, I will."

Zaolu nodded, and then followed the engineering team to the signal tower.

Because of the obstruction of two key nodes, the shield guards and crossbow surgeons, the number of Baikal faction members chasing Zaolu has decreased a lot. Even so, there are still some scattered mercenaries who continue to harass Zaolu and his group.

"Damn it, that bastard Orson never said before that he would run into those crazy mercenaries again!"

The captain of the temporary engineering team, Isaac, an old acquaintance, complained and cursed while using the illegally modified nail gun in his hand to beat back the mercenaries who showed up.

"Are you also sent by Orson?"

Zaolu asked with some curiosity. Almost everyone she met along the way mentioned Orson's name.

"Ah, he told me that if things get out of hand, we might need to contact the outside world, so I secretly came here and hacked a backdoor into the system (to attract Baikal's attention on the club day). Here, you—damn it, get out of here!"

Isaac handed an access card to Zaolu, then pushed away the engineer who was violently breaking the lock, knocked the mercenary who was rushing towards him to the ground with a punch, roared, and stepped on the opponent's armor, crushing the breastplate into pieces.

"Are all Federation engineers monsters..."

The noble girl Zaolu, who had just paralyzed an entire main road by herself, was secretly amazed and accepted the access card.

"This access card can bypass identity verification and directly unlock the city-state broadcasting rights. We will hold this place. Hurry and leave. We will cover your retreat!"

"……Um!"

Zaolu was a little worried about whether something would happen after Uncle Isaac said this standard flag, but the next second she saw the other party take out the source stone vein laser cutter and cut the opponent's heavy shield in half, and she immediately put away her unnecessary worries.

There was no one in the signal tower, and Zaolu quickly arrived at the control room at the top.

Because there are no fixed mobile base stations in the Terra world, signal transmission between city-states basically requires high-power Originium-powered signal stations to drive it. And in Saint Jun Castle, the emperor's seat far away from the city of Che, regardless of physical distance or political stance, signal towers need to be used to activate and release information.

"Permission unlocked... Success!"

Zaolu stuck the access card given to her by the engineering team on the reading area. After a brief reading, Zaolu really skipped the permission verification stage and was able to directly use the signal tower to publish information.

—First, we must send a message to Saint Jun Castle: Duke Baikal and Viscount Kirk are collaborating on political kidnapping, attempting to provoke war. Then, we must inform Longmen: if Che City is truly captured, the best "sacrifice" for starting a war will be that economic city, no matter how you think about it.

Zaolu immediately decided what she was going to do next, but before she could press the button, a nauseating chill suddenly came over her body.

"——!?"

Zaolu dodged to the side, and a long spear pierced through the place where she was standing a second ago.

"The heir of Rostov, the traitor, shall be punished with death."

A living hell, the Emperor's inner guards stood silently in front of Zaolu, announcing Natalia's death in the same low voice as always.

"—"

Zaolu didn't say anything. She was not interested in knowing why the internal guards appeared in the signal tower. At the moment, she was just thinking about how to pass the message before the other party swung their weapons.

Keng——!

The saber was swung, but the sound heard was the sound of metal colliding.

"...!"

For the first time, the emperor's inner guards showed signs of hesitation, and Zaolu also opened her eyes wide.

"Are you... General Hellagur?"

Zaolu said the name of the man in front of her in disbelief.

"It's not the general, the eldest daughter of the Rostov family—"

"Just an unemployed old man passing by."

Hellagur put away his katana and stood before the inner guard, as reassuring as a mountain.

59. Thunder Warrior

In the wasteland near Chernobyl, the Reunion Movement is marching forward.

At first, the members of the team were chatting and joking sporadically, but as the march continued, more and more people gradually became silent.

On the one hand, the high-intensity march left the rebels with no energy to breathe in the cold air, and on the other hand, it was because of the dark army not far away - the invincible Ursus machine known as the Third Army.