About Me Being Picked Up by Tallulah for Adoption

Frost Star glanced at the clock. The scheduled meeting time was 20 minutes later, but until now, none of the people from the villages covered by the integration movement trade network had joined.

"Dad, how many people do you think will eventually join this operation?"

Frost star looked at the empty snow field not far away and asked the patriot.

"Don't have too much hope. You and I don't know what impact Tallulah's policies will have on this continent."

"Um……"

Frost Star sighed, the seeds planted by the integration movement over the past year are waiting to blossom and bear fruit today.

Fifteen minutes before the scheduled assembly time, dozens of infected people scattered here and there, but these people were originally fighters belonging to the integration movement.

Ten minutes before the scheduled meeting time, some residents who originally lived in the northern border appeared slowly and scattered.

There are still 5 minutes until the scheduled meeting time——

"..."

Shuangxing blinked, unable to believe the scene she saw in front of her.

A crowd that could hardly be seen at a glance gathered at the gathering point, and at the same time, many people came here one after another.

"This is the meeting point, miss!"

"...Yes, that, are you sure you want to participate in this operation?"

A middle-aged uncle asked Frost Star, and the latter asked some unbelievable questions.

"Hey, don't mention it! Whoever wants to go head-to-head with the group army, isn't that going to die at all!"

"but you……"

"But we also don't want our next generation to live in this shitless place! Since the bastards in Qiecheng can live so comfortably, we finally have such an opportunity, so we must fight for it personally. Row!"

The uncle patted the hunting crossbow on his back and gave Frost a thumbs up.

"—Well, you're right."

Shuangxing nodded, still in a daze.

She once thought that the efforts of herself and Tallulah would never be effective, and that the infected and exiled civilians would never have the chance to return to the warm land where food could be grown in childhood. She even I also thought that the infected would be betrayed and betrayed by these northern residents.

But she didn't expect that the fire had really spread out, and today, it gathered on the snow-covered northern border.

Those who want to return to Qiecheng, those who want to change their destiny, those who want to change the future for the next generation, those who want to make the infected survive with their chests upright——

Although the military education these people have received is only the most basic level, and although all these people are not as good as a branch of the Army Group, they really responded to this operation. This is the only time they belonged to the infected. ...No, the howls of those "forgotten".

"Dad, I..."

"Put your chest up, Yelena, and wait until the war is over to shed your tears."

Patriot patted Froststar on the shoulder lightly, who bit his lip and nodded.

"You coming here means that you already know the fate you will face next—that is the embodiment of hell, the nightmare called the battlefield."

The patriot looked at the group of fire seeds, and said in a low but majestic voice.

"In war, soldiers cannot be remembered. No matter how many lives we take, they are just numbers in the mouth of politicians."

"Regardless of the outcome of this operation, no one will leave a trace in history. Everything will be buried and passed away with the blizzard of Ursus."

"But—history changes because of us, warriors."

The patriot raised the spear in his hand. The captain actually didn't like to give mobilization speeches, but in fact, he himself had been silent and patient for too long.

“We are changing history, we are making history — history for the infected, history for the uprooted, history for the oppressed.”

"Target, Chernobog."

"Oh oh oh oh oh!"

The brief mobilization made Tinder shine even brighter.

These infected people who could never gather together, ordinary people, men, women—their original fate would only come to an end in panic and cursing, without anyone knowing.

Now they are gathered together for the next chapter of history.

THIS IS POWER -

Named [Integration], power.Somewhere in the city of Qiecheng, which occupies a large area and is extremely luxuriously decorated, countless Ursus soldiers are patrolling and stationing around the castle with weapons in hand.

This is the residence of the Duke of Baikal. Unlike the villa of the Rostov family, the residence of the Duke of Baikal is an extremely standard and luxurious "old aristocratic" territory.

The magnificent castle that makes people admire at a glance, the ridiculously large garden courtyard, the tower that is just a waste of resources, and——

The underground prison used to hold criminals in the past.

"Damn it, that bastard Andreevich really dared to release those documents—hey, Garson, how is the [Sacrifice] going?"

In the basement of Baikal Castle, the Duke of Baikal was sitting at a wooden table and yelling at this time, which was completely different from his previous elegant and easy-going attitude.

Originally, according to Baikal's plan, as long as he continued to exert pressure to consume the energy of the Rostov family, and then found an opportunity to assassinate the head and heir of the family, everything that followed would be logical.

But he didn't expect that Rostov's Patriarch would directly shake out the black material that could be used as a bargaining chip.This behavior completely angered Baikal.

"The effect has been achieved. At present, the cities around Qiecheng have stated that they will not interfere with the "anti-terrorism operation" of the Third Army. The next step can be carried out. Do I need to contact the commander of the Kerke Army?"

On the other end of the phone, Garson's voice came out.

"Ah, damn it, there's no need for the Third Army—damned Rostov!"

Baikal hung up the phone, and at the same time kicked heavily the female infected person who had been chained to a side wall since just now, with her limbs imprisoned.

"Ugh—!"

The girl with short auburn hair made a painful sound, but soon she endured the pain and stared at Grand Duke Baikal with murderous eyes.

"It's a scary look, but do you think anyone would be afraid of a hyena that's been chained all the time?"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu-!!"

The girl yelled at Baikal, but the latter just looked at her like watching an animal.

"You killed Sergey. I have to say that this is commendable for a girl, but that guy is a dog of some value. Regarding this, how are you going to compensate me for my loss?"

Baikal grabbed the girl's hair with one hand and pulled it back forcefully, forcing the girl to look up at him.

"Cough cough - um!"

The girl whose mouth was strangled by cloth strips could only make a sound that she didn't know whether it was roar or pain.

"It's decided, you can be the next dog - chop off her tongue and pick out the tendons. The toy doesn't need to talk, and it doesn't need to wave its paw at the owner."

Baikal ordered the masked soldiers beside him, and then left the underground prison.

"..."

The soldier who received the order drew his dagger, walked up to the girl and swung the blade.

Ka!

The dagger sliced ​​through the strip of cloth that bound the girl's mouth.

"You guys—"

"I am not the enemy."

When the girl was about to curse, the "soldier" made a voice that sounded extremely reassuring.

"Sorry, I couldn't stop that duke just now. But it's all right now, you are strong."

The 'soldier' ​​took off his mask, revealing a fair and gentle face. It wasn't until then that the girl suddenly discovered that this soldier was actually an Elafia girl.

Fawn disguised as a soldier—Alina, the political commissar of the Integration Movement, stretched out her hands and gently embraced the shackled girl.

"It's over, you are brave, leave it to me. I will find a spare key to help you escape from here."

"This has nothing to do with you! I'm going to kill that man...! He has nothing to do with my father's death!! I—I—"

The girl yelled in pain, while Alina gently stroked the girl, accepting all the emotions from the other party unconditionally.

After a while, the girl who was originally extremely emotional gradually calmed down.

"Are you alone to avenge your loved ones? You are really brave, but you don't have to bear everything alone, okay?"

Alina rubbed the girl's hair, and the girl also calmed down.

"I'm Alina, what's your name?"

"... Lyudmila."

"So, Lyudmila, will you wait for me here?"

"……Um."

The girl who called herself Lyudmila nodded slightly, while Alina stood up with a smile, and then looked for the spare key of the underground prison.

"Sneak into the Duke of Baikal" - this is the task that Alina volunteered to undertake, and it is also a task that only Alina is capable of in the integration movement.

The scene of the young man named Orson, who is working hard for everyone, Alina often watches from the sidelines.

Unknowingly, the idea of ​​"I must do something for him" appeared in Alina's mind.

All along, I have been carefully protected by Tallulah and Orson, like a fragile work of art.

This is not what Alina wants, she hopes that she can go to the battlefield with them in other ways.

Alina began to think about what she could do, and what she finally obtained was her Originium skill—a very subtle Originium skill that could make people around her enter a state of [relative tranquility], thereby ignoring her own sense of existence.

Later, this origin stone skill was named [Akalin mode] by Orson.

"...It's really bad fun."

Alina was walking in the underground prisons. In many prisons, there were still unwashed bloodstains and unknown bones.

Her goal was to observe the Duke of Baikal and the structure of the castle, and during the mission, Alina also understood one thing - this Duke of Baikal really likes to torture those infected for fun.

The girl named Lyudmila was also arrested after assassinating a scientific researcher, and then imprisoned here to become the existence of the opponent's toy.

At the end of the prison, Alina saw the key, but when she was about to pick it up, another soldier questioned her.

"Stop, what are you doing?"

"...The Archduke asked me to take that assassin to the torture chamber."

Alina silently made up a reason.