About the time I was picked up and adopted by Tallulah

Tallulah's tone was very firm. Junjun ran away first because she was a little confused by what Kal'tsit said. Otherwise, if she was still here at this time, she would probably be scared by Tallulah's serious look.

"Ding Ding Ding-"

There was a voice coming from the walkie-talkie on Tallulah's waist, but she only picked it up and listened for a few seconds before saying "I'm busy right now, I'll reply later" and hung up.

"……well"

Seeing Tallulah like this, Orson also understood that the other party was serious. Although he had used various excuses to fool her before, he probably couldn't continue to pretend nothing happened today.

"—"

Orson looked at Kal'tsit, who sat silently in the chair behind Tallulah, but he couldn't get angry. After all, from the other doctor's point of view, there was nothing wrong with Kal'tsit's behavior.

"Anything you want to say?"

In the medical room, Dr. Ziegler put on a mask and gloves and asked Orson questions while preparing the reagents.

"Uh... am I afraid of needles?"

Orson finally tried to bluff his way out of it, but was then dragged straight to the operating table.

"..."

Tallulah and Kal'tsit stared at the closed isolation room in silence. The leader of the Reunion Movement and the executor of Rhodes Island, the two leaders of the forces were silent at this time.

30 minutes later, the test results came out.

[Somatic cell and Originium fusion rate] 42%

"..."

Everyone stared at Orson's test report with serious expressions, and the atmosphere around them was dead silent.

If I had to describe Orson's test results, I could only use two words: [weird] and [shocking].

"Let's not talk about this terrifying fusion rate for now... I remember your test results weren't this outrageous a month ago. What have you been doing during this time?"

Ziegler looked at Orson and asked with a frown, while Orson laughed and said, "Does this look scary?"

"This isn't the data a normal person should have—Orsen, did you know? A 20% somatic cell fusion rate is a threshold. Those above this number are generally classified as severely ill... and your current number is 42%."

Tallulah put the report aside and looked at Orson, her eyes filled with panic that was inconsistent with her identity as a fighter/leader.

"Uh, am I going to explode?"

"Orson!"

Tallulah's voice interrupted Orson's attempt to lighten the mood. Her tone was extremely serious. It was the first time that Orson saw Tallulah so serious.

“…I’m sorry, Tallulah.”

Orson stopped trying to joke, and he was well aware that he seemed to have really messed up.

"You... No, forget it. Is there any way to help?"

Although Tallulah wanted to say something, she shook her head and asked Dr. Ziegler beside her.

"I'm sorry, but the Azazel Clinic doesn't have the ability to treat this level of oripathy."

Ziegler shook his head to indicate that he could do nothing to help. Orson's illness was not even a problem of treatment, but rather a question of "why this boy is still alive."

"Rhodes Island has the ability to treat Dr. Orson."

In the silence, Kal'tsit's voice was heard.

“Really?!”

Tallulah looked at Kal'tsit, as if she saw a lighthouse beacon on the stormy sea.

"To be precise, it's 'theoretical possibility' - if Dr. Orson's physique is the same as I expected. I don't like to use affirmative sentences. Excessive hope will only bring unnecessary trouble."

"Orson's physique...?"

Tallulah frowned and asked.

"[Blood Originium Crystal Density] 0.23u/L—Did you notice this? The crystal density of non-infected individuals is mostly between 0.11 and 0.20, but Dr. Orson's blood Originium crystal density isn't particularly high. This doesn't match the cell fusion rate data."

Kal'tsit pointed to a line of data on the test sheet and said.

"Is there something wrong with the equipment?"

Orson asked curiously.

"I don't rule out this possibility, but I think the more probabilistic inference is—"

Kal'tsit suddenly paused in the middle of her speech.

This almost made Tallulah explode with anger. You can't be so outrageous in your interpretation!

"I'm sorry, this involves Rhodes Island's top secrets. I can't tell you here, but I can assure you that although Dr. Orson's symptoms are extremely serious, they are not incurable."

"In that case, then—"

“How long will the treatment take?”

Orson interrupted Tallulah and asked Kal'tsit how long it would take to cure her oripathy.

"It ranges from 2 to 4 months. This is the most detailed range I can provide based on my experience."

"It's been too long. I can't stay in bed for so long. If this goes on..."

"In that case, let's call a meeting, Orson."

Tallulah took out the intercom and dialed the leader's hotline, which had not been used since it was established after the [Kiryo Incident].

"Let's all come together to discuss your mineral sickness problem."

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In a newly established logistics transit town near the city-state of Chernobyl, the leaders of the Integration Movement gathered in a room, divided into two camps on the left and right.

The left camp represents "Orson's mineral disease does not need to be treated in Rhodes Island", and the people in this camp include: Orson.

The right camp represents "Orson's mineral disease must be cured at all costs", and the people in this camp include: everyone except Orson.

"What kind of debate is this?!"

The affirmative debater Orson's mentality exploded. This was not a negotiation, this was Tallulah mobilizing everyone to impeach her!

"This isn't a debate to begin with, Orson."

Tallulah spoke lightly, and Alina, Frost Star, Patriot, Ino, Sasha, and Lyudmila, who were standing behind her, all agreed with Tallulah.

"Don't you understand? I don't have two months to slack off. The Reunion Movement has just gained a foothold, but we still have so much to do. Those old nobles and other factions are trying to wipe out Qicheng and us at every turn. How could I abandon you at this moment?"

"Even if it costs your own life?"

Froststar asked calmly, but Orson, who was familiar with Snow Rabbit, knew very well that the other party was already suppressing his anger.

Of course, Frost Star’s anger was not directed at Orson, but at herself, who knew nothing and was kept in the dark like a princess in the boudoir.

She once thought about becoming someone who could understand Orson and know what he was thinking even if he didn't say anything.

But the truth is, Orson has been hiding his oripathy until today.

"Maybe I won't die. Maybe it's a misdiagnosis. Maybe my physique is very special. And Dr. Kal'tsit also said—"

"If I were to do the test, I could pinpoint your time of death to the single digit."

Kelsey responded calmly.

——Queen Mother, you really want to kill me...!

"Even so, I must at least first put the current-"

"Don't underestimate us, Orson."

Orson tried to say something but was interrupted by Froststar.

"I know you've sacrificed so much for us. I know you've fought bravely on the battlefield time and time again, all for the chance to find a future where everyone can sing heartily around a campfire. But—the Reunion Movement is definitely not as fragile as you think. We won't crumble because of the temporary loss of a young man who has fought so hard."

After a moment of silence, Frost Star clenched his fists and said the next sentence.

"Although the Reunion Movement won't collapse, but... I'll be... because of losing you... Damn it, why are you hiding this, Orson! Do you really not know what the 'treasure' we truly cherish is!? If you die because of something like this, I will never let you go!"

Frost Star shouted, venting all his fear of losing Orson and his anger at not being able to discover the spread of Orson's mineral sickness.

"...Sorry, Froststar, sorry, everyone."

Listening to Frost Star's cry, Orson suddenly realized that he was completely wrong.

He concealed everything for his own sake, not for the sake of the members of the Integration Movement, but purely for his own satisfaction.

Now is no longer the time to be a hero. With such a group of friends around me, what I should do is not to move forward stubbornly alone, but to follow my friends and solve the difficulties together.

Orson sighed, stood up and walked to the other side of the camp, gently extending his hand, but before touching Froststar's hair, he stopped and looked at the Patriot.

Even though the atmosphere is like this, you still shouldn’t touch things that shouldn’t be touched.

"..."

Fortunately, the Patriot nodded slightly, and Orson then placed his palm on the snow rabbit's hair and gently stroked Frost Star's hair, while allowing the snow rabbit to lean on her body, venting her fear that she might lose Orson.

Initially, I joined the Integration Movement simply because I wanted to do something for them.

In fact, during this process, I gradually received care from others without realizing it, or in other words, I was the one who was being taken care of.

Talulah would often ask how he was resting, Alina would help share the pressure of teaching, Frost Star would occasionally make some strange little amulets for him, Inosasha would also subtly wash his clothes together (later, because he was a little scared, he let Ino stay away from his clothes), Patriot would give Orson his extra health products, and even Junjun would sometimes awkwardly help him draw maps (although the errors were ridiculously large).

Yes, there is no need to act on your own. You are no longer alone. There are so many friends around you who are worthy of your protection and can protect you.

"Well, let's vote on whether to give Orson a 2-4 month vacation."

Tallulah pulled Orson and Froststar apart, and then began the voting process.

Of course, the result was a unanimous approval.

In this way, Orson temporarily left the integration movement and got his first long vacation in more than two years.

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After the meeting, the Patriot stayed and looked at Kal'tsit with a surprised expression.

"Kelsey, Lady—I never thought I'd see you again in this lifetime. Time hasn't left any trace on you."

"Time changes more things than you and I can imagine. Captain Bozhukas, I'm glad to see you're still in good health."

Kal'tsit seemed to know Patriot, and the two had a brief conversation.

"This body is still pursuing unrealistic ideals, but thankfully, from the younger generation, I feel the fire I haven't felt in a long time—Orsen, stop right there."

“Ah!?”

Orson, who was about to sneak away, was startled.

"Wait a moment, Lord Kelsey."

The Patriot paused, then walked to Orson and activated the destruction mode.

"Did you just rub Yelena's face with your breasts?"

"Uh, this... Patriot Senior, didn't you acquiesce?"

"One yard owned by a yard."

"Don't be like that! By the way, I'm sick right now—RUA!"

"Well, please continue, Lord Kelsey."

"……Um."

Kal'tsit glanced at Orson who was pinned to the wall, and was a little confused about the status of this young man who was blessed by everyone in the Reunion Movement.

81. Let's Go! Target: Rhode Island ICU Ward (Huh?)

"What a heavy gift... Hehehe! Hehehe——"

Because the new base of the Reunion Movement has not yet been completed, most members of the Reunion Movement are still living inside the city of Che.

Orson let out a macho roar as he carried a wooden box that was two heads taller than himself into the room.

At this time, Orson's room was filled with all kinds of messy things, all of which were gifts bought for Orson by others after they decided to give him a vacation.

Because the scene was so grand, the uninformed onlookers thought that Orson would be put into the coffin tomorrow.