About Me Being Picked Up by Tallulah for Adoption

This Elafia girl is really like a lighthouse and the sun, warm, calm, and constantly emitting light.

After waking up, she didn't complain about her severed right hand or her cherished ring that was taken away, but resumed her own job, helping Tallulah sew the somewhat damaged dress.

What a good deer, looking at the clumsy but serious look of the other party, Tallulah made up her mind to go to Casimir or Minos to find the best prosthetic maker.

Orson also made up his mind to see if he could find Lie Haiwang from another world, and let him borrow his arm.

After a short chat, Tallulah walked to the table next to the campfire, and everyone tacitly stopped making noise.

"Everyone, you may be wondering why we are gathered here today. In fact, I have something I want to confess to everyone today."

Because the military uniform was damaged, Tallulah was wearing the black lace dress that Orson remembered very well.But to Orson's surprise, after getting along for this period of time, the clothes that should have been more familiar now looked a little strange instead.

"Perhaps you may have doubts about the previous attack by the inner guard. In fact——I am the daughter of a nobleman."

Tallulah directly revealed the identity she had been concealing all along, and there was a burst of noise in the surroundings, but it soon fell silent again.

"I am the 'daughter' of "Immortal Black Snake Kosche". This identity cannot be changed, but I have no intention of continuing to hide it. We have lost a lot along the way, and even once made me feel confused... But Now I won't be confused anymore."

Having said that, Tallulah glanced at Orson, and after a brief meeting of eyes, Tallulah turned her attention to the members of the guerrillas again.

"After we are ready in the north, we will head south."

Tallulah once again stated her goal, this time not so passionately, but more determined.

"We now head south only to be swallowed up by pickets and armies, Tallulah."

Frost Star frowned and asked, she originally thought Tallulah had given up the idea of ​​going south.

"So we have to gain a foothold in the northern border first, not the current model, but to unite with other villages, whether they are infected or not."

Tallulah responded immediately.

"How to unite?"

"There are many ways, such as - using the right of my own noble status."

"—"

Frost Star was a little surprised by Tallulah's response, and the Patriots on a plate also questioned:

"Your behavior may cross the line at any time, and abusing your privilege is the first step to degradation."

"I will not get lost or fall."

Tallulah answered very firmly, and this was the first time she had enough confidence to respond to the Patriot's question.

"There are two constraints around me—the light that can restrain me from being swallowed by the darkness, and... the darkness that can actively embrace the darkness for me."

Tallulah looked at Alina and Orson, and responded with a smile.

"... I see, the infected who want to liberate other mining areas do need a map of the picket team in the southern area, Dad?"

Frost Star agreed with Tallulah's next actions, and then looked at the Patriots.

"You no longer maintain that morbid obsession, and choose to try another way, then let me see how far you and the constraints around you can go."

The Patriots also unexpectedly agreed with Tallulah. The stubborn Wendigo was so straightforward, which stunned Tallulah for a moment.

After the representatives of the snow monster team and the guerrillas agreed, the other infected fighters also approved Tallulah's future policy.

"...Thank you for your support, I really appreciate it. Then, let's celebrate today as a banquet!"

"Oooo!!"

"Before that, please allow me to introduce my two best friends, Alina, and...the former prisoner and acting teacher whom you are all familiar with, Orson."

"what?"

Orson, who didn't know that there was such an environment, froze in place, and was finally dragged onto the stage by Alina with a smile.

"I have long said that Tallulah and that teacher Xiaolu are friends!" "I have attended teacher Alina's class, and Tallulah has also attended teacher Alina's class. Tallulah and I stick together!"

"Olson, you are awesome! I heard that you survived the two inner guards and saved Tallulah!" "One day we will avenge our brothers!!"

Orson was wrapped in the center, and he was still a little uncomfortable facing this scene.

"Then—tomorrow and the past, the dead and the newborn!"

Tallulah raised the glass of beer in her hand, and the guerrilla banquet officially began.

late at night--

"Well……"

Orson woke up from his sleep in a daze. He felt like he was taking a sauna with ice cubes in his dream.

"...It's not a dream"

Orson noticed that he was lying in a tent, and there were a lot of people lying around him.

His left hand was pressed down by the sleeping Snow Rabbit, while his right hand was firmly held by Drake who had drunk too much.On my stomach, as always, I don't know when there is a white-haired Mrs. Li Boli.

Not far away, Alina and the children were leaning on the table, breathing softly and dreaming lightly. In front of them was the simple chess made by Orson at that time.

Although he became a forest ice fire man again, Orson felt extremely happy and warm at the moment.

He was surrounded by himself, and he knew that the future of the integration movement could be changed.

At this moment, a pair of scarlet lights appeared above Orson's field of vision.

"How was your sleep, Orson? Are my daughter's arms soft?"

The patriot's low, life-threatening voice completely tore apart all the good things.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu-!?!?"

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Preface - The Man Surrounded

The secluded village was unusually commotion today for some reason.Many people gathered around the edge of the village chief's room, chattering all kinds of words.

"Have you heard! The 'New Noble Chamber of Commerce', which is quite famous in other villages recently, has come to our village!"

"Really? What can we have in this place?"

"Who knows, I heard that those chambers of commerce are very strange. The leader is a young girl, but she does look exactly like a nobleman!"

"Don't talk, don't talk! I can't even hear what the village chief said!"

Discussions ebb and flow.But most of the passersby who eat melons don't even know what the "new noble chamber of commerce" is after listening to it for a long time.

In the village chief's room separated from the outside by a few logs, a girl with short silver-white hair and a neat noble military uniform sat on a chair with her legs crossed, her hands resting on her chin, showing an inscrutable smile.

Beside her were a knight-like young man with a long sword in both hands, and an Elafia girl with beautiful silver hair and a smile on her face.

Facing the three of them, the village head and several other youths were also leaning against the wooden table, but these people did not have such a relaxed attitude. The village head wiped his sweat nervously, carefully thinking about how he should speak.

"Um... Which noble lady are you? Our village has no food to turn in..."

The village chief tremblingly asked the silver-haired girl—that is, Tallulah.

"Please rest assured, Mr. Village Chief, the picket team will not go through so much trouble. You can call me Tallulah. I am just a new noble businessman who came out to look for business opportunities because he was bored."

Talula picked up the cup in front of her, and poured the very weak tea into her mouth.

"merchant……?"

"Ah, although I'm a businessman, there's nothing wrong with being a porter. Bring what you need, take what you have left, and occasionally bring out some things you haven't seen—so, I can talk about you Is there anything lacking in the village, and is there anything extra?"

Tallulah's words continued to be suppressed like a siege array, and the old man, who was the village head, had no chance to interrupt the rhythm of the conversation.

"Our village is not short of food, but charcoal has never been enough, and there are no woods to cut down around... If there is any extra, because there is rock salt nearby, so the salt is still abundant... Ah! Could it be that you—"

"Don't worry, we're not here to ask you what else is worth plundering. Besides, the old men in the city are tired of eating salted apples. We're just here to make a deal, such as this—"

Talu stretched out his hand, and the "guard" on the side, that is, Orson took out a small iron box. After opening it, there were delicate cigarettes inside.

"This, this is..."

The village head with a pipe beside him stared straight at the sight of the cigarette.

"Is there any interest in exchanging rock salt and a part of the surplus food for cigarettes produced in the city of Usas?"

"I... please, let me think about it. Also, the two servants beside you, could it be..."

The village chief swallowed his saliva, and then asked Orson and Alina.

"It's an infected person, isn't it interesting? Do you know the probability of an infected person becoming an infection source? It's as big as a cigarette you picked up in the wild. But after a person becomes an infected person, his "labor price" is It will suddenly become much cheaper - of course, I don't like cheap things, so whether it's the salary of the guards or the salary of the secretary, I pay according to the normal market rate. This is the most interesting point of the transaction: If you give others respect and equal rewards, you can gain more than twice the respect and benefits. The same is true for infected people."

Talula drank the tea in one gulp, and stared at the already shaken village chief with eyes that seemed to see through everything.

"Infected people are not dangerous...? This is different from what we heard..."

The village chief's tone was a little confused, but his own eyes were still firmly locked on the small iron box in Tallulah's hand.

"It's only dangerous to die infected people who become Origin Stones. In addition, people who are discriminated against are also dangerous—but that has nothing to do with whether they are infected people or not."

"Even if you say so...the pickets—"

"You are the village chief, right?"

Tallulah got up from her seat, walked straight to the village chief, and looked down at the manager in front of her with a condescending attitude.

"If I remember correctly, the baron in charge of you has not taken care of his territory for a long time. What is his name, the Baron of Bordeaux? Or the Baron of Bordeaux? His name is meaningless, right? You and I know very well that the name of the most important person at this moment is you, Mr. Village Chief."

Talula sat on the table and threw the cigarette case in her hand to the other party, but the village chief and the people beside him didn't even dare to raise their heads.

"Whether you want to build more charcoal fires that can be used for the winter, and whether you want to show the villagers the tobacco from the city-state, it's up to you to think about it?"

"Please... please allow us to think about it!"

"Yes, of course you have to think about it."

Tallulah smiled, while the village chief and his party left the room in a panic, leaving only Tallulah Olsen and Alina in the hut.

After confirming that the village head left temporarily——

"Aha……!"

Tallulah, who was still aggressive before, sat down on the chair, and her whole body was spread out on the wooden table as if deflated.

"I can't pretend anymore..."

A faint whine of complaint came out of Tallulah's mouth.