About Me Being Picked Up by Tallulah for Adoption

Because Tallulah had been hidden by Patriarch Rostov before, Zaolu and Tallulah met for the first time.

"You're Miss Natalia, right? I'm Tallulah, the leader of the Reunification Movement, and also Orson's—my sister."

Talula was taken aback when she saw Zao Lu, but she quickly recognized the noble lady and got up to greet her with a smile.

"Eh?" Orson was stunned for a moment, why did he unlock Tallulah's new title after a few days of business trip?

"sister--"

This self-proclaim made Orson and Zao Lu blink, but Zao Lu quickly readjusted his emotions and also smiled in response.

"Nice to meet you. I am Natalia, the heir of the Rostov family. At the same time, I am the guardian promised by Orson."

"Eh?"

Orson once again uttered a voice that was completely confused about the situation. Isn't he just a security guard, why did his name become so compelling?

"So that's it. You are not yet an adult, so you don't know the power of the word [promise], it's better not to use this word casually with others—especially in terms of marriage contracts."

Although Tallulah still had a smile on her face, her overall demeanor was as serious as if she was going to war.

"Marriage—cough cough, please don't worry about it, I am very aware of the burdens contained in these words, and I don't need you to teach me, auntie."

"Ah, auntie...? How dare you say that."

Tallulah, who was indeed the oldest among all the people present, took two steps back because of this address, but she shook her head, and then went up to confront Zao Lu tit for tat to start round2.

"Oh, is this youth?"

The culprit, Zaolu father, saw this scene, leaning against the door of the infirmary and sighing.

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After Orson's waking up and the farce of Tallulah's early encounter ended, everyone sat at the table in the conference room and began to discuss the next action.

"I have spread the only trump card in my hand - the bill of the Duke of Baikal and the evidence of several political assassinations. These information may drag him for another three or four days, but the other party's revenge after that will be absolutely devastating .”

The head of the Rostov family sent out some shady evidence about Duke Baikal a few days ago. Although this can temporarily relieve him from worrying about the entry of the army group, when the blockade of Baikal's news is completed, the other party will lose 100% of the time. patience.

"So the winner is within a few days."

Tallulah lowered her head in thought, while Orson, who had marks of bear claws and traces of being scuffed by fire, raised his hand to ask.

"Master Andre, can you use your authority to allow the residents of the northern border to move here without hindrance? Although the number may not be large, it is still a considerable force. As for the local infected people in Qiecheng... To be honest, I don't want to mobilize that general anymore."

"General Herag... Even I was a little surprised when I heard his name here, but if he no longer has the will to fight, then don't count it as combat power."

Tallulah said with a frown, and then looked at Patriarch Rostov.

"The integration movement can help you, Marquis Rostov, but only if you swear by your own blood and family—you will provide shelter and help to those people in the northern border, ordinary people and infected people."

"I swear, I've actually figured out how to deal with the infected and the civilians of the North afterward—if we survive, you'll know."

Zao Lu's father got up very formally and walked in front of Talula, knelt down on one knee and bowed his head to swear to her.

An adult kneels in front of the girl. Although this scene is a bit strange, no one, including Zao Lu, feels "unusual".

This Drake with "unrealistic dreams" now has the power to let people see her leadership.

"Then, the Integration Movement officially joins the Rostov family here—by the way, there is one more thing."

Tallulah nodded to Patriarch Rostov, and then thought of something.

"Cancel that weird engagement for me!"

Tallulah, who was still a leader just now, broke her power in an instant. She was a little embarrassed but still firmly put forward this additional condition.

As for Zaolu, even though she also agreed to cancel the marriage contract that cheap dad had inexplicably added, when she really heard this sentence, she felt an inexplicable feeling in her heart.

After the meeting ended, Orson and Tallulah left the meeting room one step ahead, while Zao Lu silently looked at the sky outside the window.

——Obviously the family has officially had a showdown with the Duke of Baikal, why do I... think about those strange things at this time?

After struggling for a while, Zao Lu shook her head severely, got up and walked towards Orson's room.

"Orson? I have something to think about—huh?"

Zao Lu was going to knock on the door, but the door of the room was pushed open by itself because it was not locked. Behind the door, Zao Lu opened his eyes wide at the scene in front of him:

The leader of the integration movement named Tallulah was lying on the bed with his eyes slightly closed, while Orson was lying beside her, breathing shallowly as well.

"Stupid, stupid Orson! This is too indecent!"

Zao Lu rushed out the door with a blushing face.

"Um... eh?"

After Zao Lu left, Orson got up from the bed in a daze, staring at the open door in front of him with some confusion and bewilderment.

"Did I not close the door... Well, anyway, Sister Tazi, what happened?"

Orson looked at Tallulah, who was also awake, and she got up from the bed, and nodded while combing her hair, indicating that it was okay.

At the same time, within the realm of consciousness of the "Immortal Black Snake".

Kosche sat alone on the throne, playing with the "queen" chess piece in his hand.

"It's an unexpected proposal, Tallulah. Have you really changed that much? It's just because——that single cell that is underdeveloped, has no brain in its brain, and is covered in human skin. Nonsensical bullshit, an idiot who doesn't behave with an ounce of logic?"

The more he thought about it, the more angry Kosiche threw the queen piece aside, and calmed himself down again by checking the prime number.

"Then, let me see, my daughter. If you insist on continuing this unrecognized, Icarus-like path of self-destruction—at least, let me witness you and your The moment when my dream completely fell away."

Kosche got up from the throne, walked to the table where Tallulah was sitting just now, and suddenly found an envelope left on it.

[Although I want to smash your face every time I meet, you and Sister Tazi will probably be bound together for a long time. In this case, let's get along well with each other. I gave you this envelope Gifts may allow you to experience the sealed emotions of being a "father". 】

"The Fool occasionally behaves like this."

Kosich raised his eyebrows and cut open the envelope that Orson left in his own consciousness, and then took out the embodiment of the object that Orson extracted in his own consciousness—it was a strange carrier called "CD".

It says [American Volkswagen Golf 2]

"...?"

Kosiche held the CD, although he didn't understand it very well, but he always felt that he had been slapped in the face by the little b-boy Orson again.

In a remote residential area in Chernobog, a Sarkaz mercenary, a cockroach-haired girl code-named W sat on a table with a pile of weapons and explosives, silently looking at the one in her hand with obvious wear and tear, What appears to be a selfie photo.

If Orson were here, he would definitely be taken aback by the scene in front of him, because the W who was smirking almost all the time was silent and expressionless at this moment.

After carefully putting away the somewhat faded photo, W was looking at today's mission briefing while assembling the fuze for the explosive.

The Duke of Baikal has been troubled by the sudden revelations of the scandal recently. The army stationed in the city of Che has no energy to deploy and embezzle it. But instead, the Duke of Baikal has issued several missions to the Sarkaz mercenaries. The Rostov family was completely eradicated.

The captain of the mercenary, Garson, will be in charge of the decapitation of the head of the Rostov family, and her team's task is to seize control of the city's port.

W himself received an infiltration sabotage mission with only 4 people,

It's a very common act of stifling the outflow of information, but W always feels that something is wrong.

"W, start moving in 25 minutes."

The door of the safe house was pushed open, and a Sarkaz walked into the room. At the same time, the corner of W's mouth showed his usual easy-going smile, as if he was planning some sinister trick.

"Got it, how do you feel about it, wreaking havoc in a strange city?"

W asked the mercenary with a smile.

"It doesn't feel like it, we're just on a mission."

"...Ha, yes, I should have known this would be the answer."

The other party's cold mechanical return made W show an impatient expression.

"W, you are too idealistic. I know you want the Sarkaz to die not as consumables of war, but as 'people with a name'. But the whole world thinks we are war and ore sick Pronoun, how do you plan to change?"

What the mercenary said made W's pupils widen.

"Idealism? Hahaha! I'll be called that one day too, it's so funny."

W laughed, a guy like himself would be called an "idealist", so it seems that he is really naive and extremely obvious.

idealistic... huh

The woman who "had unrealistic ideals" that I knew had died, and was buried in the grave together with that light.

"Get ready, we—hey, you're being followed."

When W was about to notify the mercenary, he observed traces of the tracker from the Sarkaz mercenary.

"Tracking? I just came over from Garson, and I even—"

"Get down!"

W stretched out his hand and tried to pull the mercenary in front of him down, but before he reached out his palm, the crossbow arrow shot out from behind the gate directly pierced the mercenary's head.

"Hey—!"

More than one shot, crossbow arrows pierced through the entrance one after another.

"Tsk...!"

With the corpse of the mercenary as a shield, W retreated to the table and picked up a bomb that had just been made, and threw it towards the door.

"BOOOM—!"

The loud noise and impact scattered all the things in the safe house, but after the ashes dissipated, the crossbow arrows flew over again.

"Keng!"

W pulled out his dagger and flicked away the crossbow arrows, and saw the true face of the attacker—Garson, the leader of the Sarkaz mercenary group.

"—Ah, so that's what happened."

W was taken aback when he saw the real identity of the other party, but soon showed a cruel smile.

——I have become an 'abandoned son', and the previous task briefing was just a trap.

"As expected of W, you will understand the situation soon, then please die, mercenary."

Garson aimed at W and pulled the trigger of the crossbow, who immediately rushed to the kitchen next door, using the concrete wall as cover.

"Earl Baikal is very concerned about your defeat, and your behavior is indeed suspicious--sorry W, this has nothing to do with personal grievances, it is the boss's order, haha!"

"It's really a loyal dog!"