About the time I was picked up and adopted by Tallulah

Zaolu pointed her finger at Orson and began abusing her power on the spot.

67. This damn illegal queen is so cute...

"I...I must explain in advance that this isn't a date, ahem. Yes, it's an appointment for a guard, just like before!"

In the Rostov family's villa, Zaolu blushed, coughed, and added a few words in a panic.

“Natalia—”

Obviously, people including Tallulah Frost Star did not agree with Zaolu's statement.

"Orson, explain this to me."

Tallulah asked Orson with a smile, while her right hand gently rested on the hilt of the sword at her waist.

Thanks to Orson's previous guidance, he now doesn't know whether Sister Tazi will use the Dragon Spear or the Vertical Chop in the next second.

"Wait, wait, wait—why am I the one explaining? I should be the victim, right?"

Orson raised his hands high and said that he was asking where to find mechanical prosthetic limbs in Qie City this morning, and was inexplicably dragged here to fill the position.

"Orson, do you know the power of Ice Shadow?"

Froststar gently fiddled with the snowflakes in her hands, with the expression of a guardian who had fallen into the power of darkness.

"I've tasted enough of this in the Crucible... No, why is the blame turning on me...?"

Orson stretched out his hands to try to stop Zaolu, Tallulah, and Froststar in front of him (think Jurassic Park, Star-Lord.jpg)

The only thing to be thankful for was that Alina and Ino were not here at the moment. The former went to the bookstore in Che City to buy some serious teaching materials and books, while the latter didn't know where she went.

But Orson was also very clear that the few people in front of him alone were enough to mold him into an obsidian ball.

"Senior Patriot, save me!"

Forced into a desperate situation, Orson cried for help, but to his despair he discovered that the Patriot was already sitting aside, drinking tea and watching the show with a newspaper.

"Follow me, Orson! Guards, stop these people!"

"Well--!?"

Zaolu took advantage of the other two not paying attention and grabbed Orson's arm and fled the hall.

"Hey!" "Natalia!"

Tallulah and Frost Star were a bit slow and could only watch Zaolu drag Orson out of the villa.

On the street, after confirming that Frost Star and Tallulah did not really chase after them, Zaolu let go of Orson, smiling while adjusting her breathing.

"It feels like this is the first time I've seen you smile like this, Natalia."

Orson looked at Zaolu with some curiosity, and by the way, reconnected his dislocated arm ().

"Haha... well, because aristocratic education says that qualified nobles should always maintain elegant etiquette."

Zaolu wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, calmed herself down and looked at Orson.

"But—never mind. No noble would drive recklessly on the road and destroy public property anyway."

Zaolu made a mischievous expression to Orson, which was the first time Orson had seen this.

This feeling... was as if the girl in front of him had finally shed the disguise of aristocracy and displayed the emotions that an ordinary high school student should have in front of him.

"..."

Orson was a little stunned. Now that he no longer had to worry about the conspiracies of the old nobles, he finally had the energy to observe this Ursus girl.

Fair skin, gem-like eyes of different colors, pure white hair, and a slender neck——

Isn’t this cute?

"Orson?"

"——Ahem, no, nothing. Um, Natalia, you don't really want to just drag me out, do you? If that's the case, this day next year will be the anniversary of my death..."

Orson shook his head and complained to Zaolu in embarrassment.

Because you know my family environment.jpg

"Hehe, doesn't Orson like dating a girl like me?"

"Of course not! It's just——"

Orson was stammering halfway through his explanation when he realized that Zaolu, who had said this, had buried her head in her coat, with steam coming out of the gap.

Wow, are you practicing the Seven Injury Fist here?

"Ahem... I've said before that I hope you can be my bodyguard today, Orson. I want to see how the areas affected by the Qicheng Incident are recovering."

Zaolu coughed twice and put on the demeanor of a daughter of a noble family again. But to Orson, this forced calmness was also somewhat endearing.

"I understand, Miss Natalia."

Orson smiled and saluted like a butler, and even changed the address back to the one he used when he was performing guard work.

"Smooth talk—Knight-kun."

Zaolu responded with a smile.

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"O-sen-!!"

"Is there somewhere we can hide, Anna-san?!"

"Um... Orson, are you hoping to create a locked room murder case for yourself?"

"I don't want to die yet--Wow!?"

First stop, Peterheim Middle School.

At this time, Orson was desperately running away with the truth on his back, and behind him was Winter, who kept throwing various learning tools such as compasses, utility knives, pencils, erasers, firefighters' suits, meteor hammers, etc.

"I think your choice of this station was a bit arbitrary, Natalia!"

Orson and Zaolu, who was fleeing with him, complained loudly, while Zaolu continued to smile as usual.

The reason Orson was being hunted was simple. After causing such a big incident, Orson suddenly disappeared from Peterheim for two whole weeks. During this period, Winter tried to go to the Rostov family home, but was also stopped by the guards.

Lin Dong was extremely disappointed because she thought Orson and Zaolu had just run away. When she saw the two of them reappear, she first opened her eyes wide and was ready to pounce on them, but soon, the surprise turned into anger, and then turned into murderous intent.

This was the situation after that. Even if Orson asked the political commissar to do some ideological work on Winter without Anna's knowledge, it was useless.

After being beaten up by Lindong, the Bear Group reunited after a long absence, and Gumi prepared a sumptuous charcoal-grilled sandworm meal for everyone.

After Zaolu explained to everyone that she had been busy dealing with the Qicheng incident recently and therefore could not come to the campus, Lindong felt a little relieved.

But after hearing that Zaolu was already the mayor, the people in the Bear Group all expressed disbelief.

And when Orson said that he was actually almost 20 years old, Winter almost popped his eyes out.

"Are you kidding me, Orson? You're already a college student?!"

"Haha, I didn't expect that I could actually get away with it."

"Because Orson, you and I always rank last in math mock exams?"

"..."

Orson rubbed his head, and finally could only utter a sentence that Tallulah liked: "Everyone has their own aspirations."

Life may deceive you, but mathematics will not. If you can’t do it, you can’t do it.

After Orson also said that he would stay in Che City for a while and there would be a chance to meet again, Orson and Zaolu left Peterheim Middle School.

"I heard that Peterheim Middle School will separate classes next semester—letting the children of nobles and ordinary students be placed in the same classroom."

After the Chechen Incident, Peterheim Middle School renovated its stadium and began to change its previous educational policy.

The disadvantages of the nobles' high position have been reflected in the Checheng Incident. These nobles found that when the crisis came, they could not even get the support and protection of the citizens. Therefore, after saving their lives, more and more nobles began to reflect on their past lifestyles.

Raising your own children with other ordinary children is just one of the attempts.

"I don't think the class divide will be eliminated so easily, but this is still a small step forward, right?"

Zaolu looked towards Peterheim Middle School and reached out to feel the temperature around her.

The cold wave is no longer as biting, winter is about to pass, and a brand new spring will greet this land.

In the spring of next year, Peterheim Middle School will usher in a new semester, and the Bears who happen to be assigned to the same class will also welcome a new transfer student, who calls herself Zoya and comes from a family of police officers.

This is all a story for later.

Zaolu and Orson arrived at their second stop, the commercial street where a fierce fight had broken out before.

The commercial street had been repaired and was back in operation. Not only that, it was even busier than usual.

"Friends in the front row, please reach out and sing with me!"

"Ouch!!"

On the stage built on the main road of the commercial street, a young man held a microphone and stirred up his emotions, while the citizens of Chicheng surrounding him followed the beat and cheered along. The scene was even more passionate than Boruto.

“……?” “……”

As for Orson and Zaolu, they had the expression of old men on their subway phones.

The reason is very simple. The young man who is shining on the stage at this time is Ino.

68. Mr. Orson, I want to be Aidulu!! (Additional)

During the time when Alina had not yet woken up and Orson was still the acting teacher, Orson would always see Ino hiding alone.

Although he was afraid that Ino would become the Mephistopheles who was cut into pieces in the future, Orson had always taken extra care of Ino. But even so, Orson still felt that he could not get into the inner defense of the white-haired Liberi. The young man seemed to be afraid of everything and had no clear goals.

"Ino? You're here. What's up? Did you skip class because the story about [a high school student taking his grandfather to Egypt to kill vampires] was so boring?"

As usual, after finishing training with the guerrilla fighters, Orson prepared to chat and tell stories with the children.

After discovering that Ino was not in the camp, Orson searched the surrounding area and found the boy next to a snow pile. The boy seemed to blend into the background and was about to disappear.

"Osen-sensei...? No, it has nothing to do with the story. I just... well."

After seeing Orson, Ino was a little flustered. He wanted to say something, but he could only bury his head because of fear.

"If you don't mind, you can talk to me, Ino. I know you always have a lot of things on your mind, but you never say what you think in your heart. You are still a child and don't need to bear everything alone."

Orson sat down next to Ino, his tone calm and gentle.

"I... Mr. Orson, I always feel that I don't belong to this kind of life-"

Ino hesitated for a long time, then looked at Orson and spoke with a somewhat evasive look.

"I've done bad things before. I've killed people. And Sasha became infected because of me. I was scared because I never thought my actions were wrong. I just thought I wouldn't be bullied anymore, and Sasha would always be by my side. I destroyed everything, but I felt happy because of it."

Ino spoke intermittently, and although his words were a little fragmented and incoherent, Orson also understood what Ino was struggling with.

He knew that what he did was "evil", but he did not show any remorse for this "evil", which made Ino doubt whether he could survive in the camp. He wondered whether he was an "abnormal existence".

In the original world, the black snake took advantage of Ino's dilemma and led him to the path of completely "opening himself up" - eventually turning Mephistopheles into an anti-human character.

What should I do at this time?

Orson thought for a moment, then spoke slowly.

"You'd be forgiven for feeling happy, Ino."

"Eh……?"

Ino looked at Orson. He never thought that this substitute teacher would agree with his twisted emotions.

"I heard from Sasha that the person you killed was the culprit who caused you to become infected. She was not a good person and her death did not deserve it. And after Sasha became infected, you were able to continue to move forward together with the same identity. This fact gave you a sense of security, so you felt happy."

"Teacher Orson, then I——"

"But a mistake is still a mistake, Ino. We can touch the darkness for revenge, self-preservation, protecting others, or for some resolution, but we cannot take pleasure in the act of 'taking another's life' itself."

Orson looked at Ino and spoke seriously, which was rare for him.

"You're still a child, so you don't have the power to choose other solutions to your past experiences. Those lives lost, Sasha's oripathy, these are tragedies that cannot be changed. But if you have the power, remember, Ino. There will always be other solutions."