Colonial Suit

Bloodshot showed a hint of joy knowing that Hanser was back. He quickened his pace.

But just as he was about to step onto the air car, the twin siblings stopped him.

"What's wrong?" Bloodshot asked, seeing the twins' unhappy expressions.

"We're leaving, Bloodshot-niisan," Posy pouted, a look of reluctance in her eyes.

"Is it because the mission is over?" Bloodshot asked. He had known this day would come. From the moment Seva reminded him, he knew the twins couldn't stay with him forever. Although he really liked these two little ones.

Trainee mercenaries all had their own independent authority and retinues. In a sense, each of them was an independent military entity (legion). There was no question of who followed whom. The twins' relationship with him was more like temporary mission partners. Of course, Bloodshot had once thought this 'temporary' would be dropped.

But it didn't seem so simple at the moment.

"Yes," Posy's expression was very gloomy, completely different from her usual cheerful attitude. Her sister, Mia, stood beside her, her head drooping, looking unhappy as well.

"Bloodshot-niisan, thank you for taking care of me and my sister during this time, and for helping us get golden contribution points. We'll soon be able to restore our trainee status. But if that happens..." Posy didn't finish, but everyone knew what she meant.

Bloodshot didn't look unhappy at all. He said calmly, "That's good. Now that you've restored your status, you can recruit retinues, right? Choose carefully, and don't forget to get a better set of armor. Be careful on missions, and try to survive."

At the end, Bloodshot repeated it, emphasizing each word.

"You must survive."

His attitude was very calm, as if he was saying something insignificant. But Posy and Mia felt a pang in their hearts, and their eyes turned red.

They had been mingling with trainee mercenaries for so many years, but who had ever cared about their lives? Who had ever cared about their survival? Almost everyone's first reaction when they heard the 'Bloodstained Twins' was disgust. Bearing the millennium curse of Posy-Mia Star, they were the most unwelcome people wherever they went. That's why they had to keep smiling, smiling when killing, smiling when fighting, smiling when angry, and smiling when despised.

Using smiles to hide the pain in their hearts, to hide their loneliness and solitude. Besides their own sibling, no one else would ever care about them. This was the consensus of Posy and Mia. And they still had to smile, as if they were so happy.

They couldn't be weak... or they would be killed.

They couldn't be weak... or they would be bullied.

Posy and Mia had learned how to face this cruel world.

But now... at a time when they were least prepared, in a place where they were unprepared, someone suddenly told them... that they must survive.

Posy felt that she couldn't smile anymore. All the grievances in her stomach surged out in an instant, and she couldn't wait to burst into tears.

But her sister, Mia, stopped her. She forced a smile at Bloodshot. "Understood, Bloodshot-niisan. Take care of yourself too."

Bloodshot didn't speak, but after taking a serious look at them, he got into the air car.

Watching the air car leave, Posy couldn't hold back any longer and burst into tears in Mia's arms. "Sister, why do we have to leave? Isn't it good to be with Bloodshot-niisan? No one has ever cared about us, never. Why do you have to give up again?"

Mia hugged Posy, a trace of sadness and sorrow flashing in her eyes. She said softly, "My dear brother, have you forgotten our curse?"

"But..."

"No buts. My dear brother. You must remember that we are the Bloodstained Twins. We can only spend our lives in blood, until we lift the curse or are killed. Actually... this is good, isn't it? At least Bloodshot-niisan will be safer."

"But... but..."

"What 'buts'?" Mia asked strangely.

"But I can't bear to leave Fang..." Posy raised her head, her face covered in tears.

"................"

"Ouch, Sister, why did you hit me?"

................................Cutting off the sad dividing line......................

At this time, Bloodshot had already flown away from the dock, listening to Jack's report in the air car.

"I've arranged temporary residences for Pandora and Fang. The location is very secret and hasn't attracted anyone's attention," Jack said respectfully.

Pandora was the purple-haired girl. Because Bloodshot felt that her appearance would bring trouble, just like the girl in the legend who opened the box of disasters, he gave her this name.

"It's impossible not to attract attention. Don't forget, this is the mercenary branch," Bloodshot said absently, looking out the window without turning his head.

"Yes, but I used Master Hanser's authority to requisition the air car. I believe no one in this branch dares to snoop," Jack replied with a smile. He was very clever and would of course use all resources to complete what Bloodshot had instructed.

He was in a very good mood now. In fact, from the moment he knew Bloodshot had been promoted to a trainee mercenary, he had been laughing in his dreams. The gamble he had made was beginning to pay off. Bloodshot was indeed a warrior with unlimited potential. In such a short period of time, he had climbed to a level that many retainers could not reach in their entire lives. And as Bloodshot's first official follower, he would naturally rise with the tide.

Jack knew that as Bloodshot's status was confirmed, preparations had to be made to expand the service team and recruit retinues. Originally, these were limited to Bloodshot's assets, but now Bloodshot had just completed a cross-level mission and obtained a large sum of star coins, enough to pay for the expenses of a small team.

If this team was established, who would be its manager?

Therefore, in order to complete Bloodshot's instructions, Jack didn't mind doing something out of the ordinary, even though it was something he would never have dared to dream of before.

"That's good." Sure enough, Bloodshot was very satisfied. "However, you should continue to pay attention to Pandora's matter, and it's best to find out her origin. Her memory is temporarily lost. If you need clues, you can find Old Harry. I believe he won't refuse to provide some gains."

"Yes, sir," Jack immediately put away his smile and answered seriously.

At this time, the air car shook slightly and began to slow down. Soon, Hanser's private villa appeared in Bloodshot's eyes. A group of maids had been waiting outside the door. Seeing Bloodshot get out of the air car, they bowed in unison.

"Welcome back, Bloodshot-sama."

"Mm," Bloodshot nodded calmly and quickly walked into the villa.

Hanser had been waiting in the luxurious living room. Seeing Bloodshot come in, a faint smile appeared on his fleshy face.

"You're back."

"Yes, sir," Bloodshot replied calmly, while his eyes showed a hint of surprise. "What's this?"

Hanser's bare upper body was covered with huge wounds. Although they had begun to heal, some fresh granulation tissue and the white bones under the wounds were still visible.

Hanser waved his hand indifferently. "I went on a mission and had a fight with an old opponent. It's nothing."

"But, sir," Bloodshot was a little surprised. In his impression, Hanser was almost invincibly brave. He never thought that anyone could hurt Hanser.

You know, Hanser is a Meteor-level mercenary.

Having familiarized himself with the mercenary grading system, how could Bloodshot not know what this represented in terms of terrible strength? To put it bluntly, even if the entire spaceport exploded in an instant, Hanser wouldn't lose a single hair. To be able to hurt someone as powerful as him, could it be...

"Don't worry, I'm really fine." Seeming to see what Bloodshot meant, Hanser laughed and slapped his bald head. "Don't look at me looking so miserable now, but actually I'm almost healed. I'm just too lazy to take care of some flesh wounds. Hehe, that guy is even more miserable than me. He'll have to rest for at least a year after I beat him up."

"Are you talking about...?" Bloodshot's heart tightened. The other party didn't die?

"伦贝克, you should know this name." Hanser's face twitched, revealing a smile. "You did very well this time. Very well. You not only completed the mission, but also caught a Jules. The mercenary branch investigated this and found that not only him, but even his clan leader, 伦贝克, was actually a space pirate. He did a lot of things that harmed the interests of the mercenaries."

"But when the branch found out about this, this guy had already started to run. So they found me."

"You caught up with him?"

"Is there any need to say that?" Hanser sneered disdainfully. "This guy is just a little insidious, and his combat power is among the weakest of the Meteor-level mercenaries. I've been unhappy with him for a long time. I just took this opportunity to teach him a lesson."

Saying this, Hanser glanced at his scarred body and hummed softly. "But he is still a Meteor-level mercenary after all. His desperate blow still caused me a little trouble. There's no way around it, every Meteor-level warrior has this kind of life-saving method. So unless absolutely necessary, we won't fight to the death."

"It's enough for me to beat him up."

Bloodshot was silent. Although he heard Hanser say it simply, the fact that he could fight with Hanser and escape safely was enough to show how powerful 伦贝克 was. To put it bluntly, Bloodshot probably didn't even have the qualifications to fight desperately in front of him.

"Alright... let's not talk about these useless things." Hanser laughed and casually picked up the cigarette case on the table, throwing a cigar to Bloodshot. Then he took one himself and lit it.

After taking a deep breath, he said happily. "I heard that you guys made a big deal this time? Killing a Meteor-level mercenary?"

"Yes, sir," Bloodshot replied calmly, as if he had done a trivial thing.

Hanser just liked his attitude. He nodded in satisfaction, a smile flashing in his eyes. "So, you're a trainee mercenary now? Then... have you thought about going independent?"