Reborn as a Supervisor

"Roland... Is this what you call a great plan?"

"Is it really worth it?"

"This is no different than the tragedy we have seen and suffered so far... You and the machine are simply perpetuating it in the library."

In fact, Roland didn't know either. The old woman Jin Zi Lei Di only told him to come in and lurk, but she didn't say how long he had to lurk.

What's even more outrageous is that the old woman is dead...

“…I don’t ask you to understand.”

“…Here.”

"Black and silent gloves, let's just assume that we owe each other nothing."

A pair of pure black gloves was thrown at Roland's face. Fortunately, Roland reacted quickly and caught the gloves.

Looking at the familiar gloves, he seemed to have a sense of déjà vu, as if Angelica was still alive.

Angelica, who was far away in V-Nest at this time...

"Ah~ um... Is Roland missing me again?"

He rubbed his nose and wrapped himself in the blanket again, only then was he sure that he didn't have a cold.

"Grandma, please have some tea~"

Xiaoxue came over with a pot of hot tea and poured Angelica a cup.

"Our Xiaoxue is very sensible~"

Angelica pinched Xiaoxue's little face. She liked the child that Chen Fan brought back very much. It gave her the illusion of becoming a grandmother.

Since she put on this makeup, her life has become more and more like retirement.

Now it seems like "three generations living under one roof", and who knows what it will become in the future, it's really exciting (laughs)

“Thank you so much as always.”

“This feeling is really nostalgic.”

"This way, you've helped me in any way you can."

The sadness on Roland's face flashed away. Now he had taken back everything that belonged to him, not even his face or his dignity...

"I can't blame you for ending up like this..."

"But you don't know how much mess I cleaned up after you disappeared."

When old friends meet, they always start by exposing each other's shortcomings, and then reminisce about the past...

"We don't have parents or a proper family, so you might feel like no one cares about you."

"But you should also think more about the child. How much pressure will your madness and disappearance bring to him?"

"Did you know that he has actually been looking for you?"

Roland remained silent. He was not good at speaking and could not say anything meaningful.

"I am different from everyone else in Charles' office. I am very worried about you."

"When you left a long string of words and disappeared, I thought a lot."

"Not long after I finished speaking, I learned that a guy who looked like the Dark Silence was rampaging around the city."

"Indiscriminately slaughtering organizations that conduct various questionable experiments."

"Indiscriminately, from fingers to the finishing agency..."

Roland was really crazy during that period, and he would interfere in anything that might be related to the "Pianist Incident".

This meant that when Olivier arrived later, there were no useful clues left, which was one of the reasons why the investigation made no progress at the beginning.

“When I heard that half of the southern middle finger had been destroyed, I was also skeptical.”

“It’s as if all the resentment and grudges in life are vented in this city.”

"If that's the case... I think not only the middle finger, but that kind of anger and madness might destroy the city itself."

"You're exaggerating again."

Roland still had to retort that his madness was only for the person he loved, not to destroy the city.

"Anyone would have had the same thought if they saw your eyes hidden behind the mask on that day."

Olivier knew Roland's character too well. He would keep everything to himself, and after putting on the mask, he was unwilling to reveal his true feelings to anyone.

"Thank you for worrying about me."

"I was also wondering if you would die somewhere by chance."

"Although that happened a long time ago, to be honest, if I hadn't received the contact and left in a hurry, you might have died a long time ago."

The events of that day are still vivid in my mind. Without the support of Roland and the other three, the team led by Olivier would probably have been wiped out.

"Thank you so much that day. Although it was just a brief contact, you came to help without saying a word... I'm sorry about what happened afterwards."

"Never mind. Anyway, the reason I rushed here in such a hurry is because I might be able to get the right to migrate to the nest."

"I'm sorry in every way."

Olivier still felt guilty about this matter. After all, it involved the affairs of four high-level finishers, and it was not so easy to let it go.

"How are the other kids doing?"

"Like Ogier and Astolfo's gang."

After learning about Chen Fan and Olivier's situation, Roland also wanted to hear about other old friends. After all, they hadn't seen each other for a long time.

"Either join the wing, or explore the ruins...each finds his own way."

"We are no longer what we once were... We have gone too far."

(Chen Fan: Let me tell you, this family will fall apart without me)

“Is that so…?”

Roland was thoughtful. This was understandable. After all, people always strive for higher goals...

"...Do you remember the first time we took on an urban nightmare-level incident? That incident...what was it called..."

"The secret recipe for Demigras sauce that happened in the alley of District 16."

"Oh, right, right. The incident was almost resolved, but at the last minute your arm was nearly pulverized in the blender."

"Thank goodness I handled it in time so you didn't have to spend money on a prosthetic hand. That job was super stressful."

Roland seemed very proud when talking about the past. After all, he had his glorious moments.

"Well... let's get this straight."

"If you hadn't taken a sip of the sauce from the spoon, saying you wanted to taste how good it tasted, there wouldn't have been any commotion that followed."

Olivier was helpless. Roland had been with Chen Fan for so long, why hadn't he learned to be honest and trustworthy?

"Can't you let me take advantage of you?"

“…But that’s when it’s most interesting.”

“We don’t worry about the future, we just need to be true to what’s in front of us.”

"Yeah... those times are gone forever, Roland."

(There is already a sadly thick barrier between us... sad)

"You are also working beside this machine with all your grief and anger in your heart. I believe you have already realized it."

"I know... we've grown so far from each other. It's really nice to talk to you after such a long time, Olivier."

After the reminiscing, the next thing was the conflict between the two people's responsibilities.

"Now, I just have to do what I should do as a closer of an association."

“Recovering colleagues’ books and dealing with dangerous factors.”

"Let's put it this way, right?"

"...That's right."

"Let's keep it to one thing."

The two walked onto the stage together. The partners who once fought side by side were still walking side by side, but this time they were pointing their weapons at each other.

“…Draw your sword!”