After Becoming a Little Sister

"I'm really more and more curious about her past..." The big devil murmured to himself in a low voice, sipped his red wine, and put it aside: "But I have a small question, and I need you to tell me an explanation."

As she spoke, she looked at the scarred man, and the gentle eyes before gradually turned cold: "Who sent you to attack Randolph Manor?"

"..." The scarred man who was relieved before suddenly raised his heart, and didn't know how to answer for a while.

In fact, when answering the superior's inquiry, the other party can directly ask the question again, instead of being eccentric or saying something else that seems to be calm, it has already shown that the other party is not trying to quibble, but to A plausible explanation, at least.

To put it bluntly, it is to give you a step down, admit your mistakes and give the "wrong reasons" that everyone can recognize. This is the best way.

The scarred man doesn't understand the Republic, but things like sophistication are common in all human societies. After hesitating for a moment, he lowered his head and said shyly: "It's my team members who made their own decisions... I didn't stop them after I found out, and I didn't stop them." We must bear certain responsibilities—they feel that we were exposed because of the report from the Randolph Group, so..."

"So you were really exposed, and you did some stupid things to expose you more thoroughly." The big devil sighed: "Ruit Bird, you let me down, you are too impulsive this time .”

"……Yes!"

"Take your people to repair. Don't be impulsive until you get my order. I don't want to see anyone making their own decisions again. Do you understand what I mean?" The big devil looked at him, and there seemed to be brilliance in his eyes. Circulation: "What we are doing is to save the world, and your impulse will destroy our last chance."

"Yes--"

After a while, the scarred man who came back to his senses was taken away from the restaurant by the waiter.

Then another man was brought in by the waiter. The other man had a rather sunny and handsome appearance, blond hair, sea blue eyes, and a casual suit, making him look like a modern prince charming.

As soon as the man on the white horse came in, he stared at the black cat sitting at one end of the dining table and licking its paws, his eyes burst into surprise: "This is a Bombay cat? It's so black——no, it's not a Bombay cat. What kind of breed is it?"

"What should I call you?" The big devil leaned back and leaned on the back of the chair: "Mr. Crack Kongza? Or Mr. Apollo?"

"It's all right, I'm just an ordinary pet shop owner, and information dealers are part-time jobs - can you let me pet your cat?"

"I don't think so, it's not my pet." The big devil narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the man: "Mr. Rikuza, the owner of the pet shop, can't cultivate an intelligence organization like dark matter. I think we should give Trust each other a little more."

"Trust?" The man on the white horse grinned, "Trust the leader of an ancient society that hasn't shown his true face until now?"

"How do you know that's not what I look like?"

"The leader of Minerva, in the records, looks like a boy, like an old man, like a man, and like a woman—you look like a woman now."

"The records in the books are not necessarily true."

"So, you have lived from hundreds of years ago to the present, and it is also fake?"

"...Who knows." The Great Demon King adjusted the skirt on his knees: "Maybe I'm just like the Red Dragon Queen, Duchess of Westminster, who has inherited the title of title from generation to generation. Possibly, isn't it?"

"Yeah, everything is possible. In fact, I don't really believe that someone can live for hundreds of years and still look as young as you." The man on the white horse shrugged his shoulders, and after teasing the cat to no avail, he opened his chair and sat down: "Although I don’t know how you found me, but I want to clarify two things, first, although dark matter claims to be pervasive as long as there is a network, in fact we can’t do it, and second, I don’t like women.”

"I can help you save someone."

"Save who?"

"Remi, the chief technical officer of your dark matter, I can help you bring her out from the gate of truth." The big devil smiled: "In exchange, I want a piece of information—— Information that only you have in your hands."

"..." The white horse man's eyes flickered: "If I refuse, can I get out of this manor?"

"Of course, as I said, I'm just looking for your cooperation." The big devil raised his hand, indicating the door behind the other party, with a gentle tone: "If you don't agree, I won't force you, and I will invite you tonight." I came here abruptly, please forgive me."

The white horse man looked back at the door. The door was open and the corridor was brightly lit.

But the door at the end of the corridor was also open, revealing the gloomy and dark night outside. The night wind whizzed in, and there was a strange whimpering sound echoing in the corridor. It seemed that this was as treacherous as a road leading to hell. .

The white horse man looked back at the expression of the big devil, and his shoulders slumped: "I said, you who buy information, can't you just buy it honestly? If you give enough money, even if it is my own diary, I will buy it." Sold!"

"A decent person doesn't know how to keep a diary. Anything that can be written for others to see is not something worth believing." It’s a way to untangle yourself from loneliness.”

"..."

Maybe he felt that the other party was implying something, or maybe he just didn't hear anything, and the white horse man didn't respond.

He stared intently at the black cat who ignored him, and used the flower arrangement on the table as a cat teaser for a long time but couldn't get the other party's favor, so he had no choice but to put down the flower arrangement in his hand: " Tell me, what information do you want?"

"Does that mean you have agreed to my terms?"

"If I don't agree, I'll die here, right?" The white horse man sneered, "The biggest mistake I've ever done in my life is to come here to soak in the hot springs, so I should just stay at home and play game groups honestly." Talk about blowing water, home is the warmest harbor!"

"The more you know, the harder it is to avoid it. Even at home, you can't find peace."

"Oh, you know what a fart, I have been living near the Republic before, as if you dare to catch me there-I can enter the territory of the Republic in half an hour, how dare you do things there?"

"So you are still sitting here." The Great Demon King didn't take it seriously: "There is no absolutely safe place in this world, and there is no absolutely safe person."

The black cat didn't know if it was moved by this guy's persistent teasing. It was half arrogant and half disgusted and leaned over, with its tail raised high, like a maid who raised her skirt in disgust to show the other party how fat she was. Claws tugged on his sleeve.

"Ah--" the man on the white horse rubbed his nose: "It's such a cute cat, if only my pet allergies can get better, I didn't wear protective clothing when I went out this time, I'm sorry, cute~"

The black cat looked at him in shock, and couldn't believe that there were such infatuated people in the world who would rather wear protective clothing than pet cats and dogs.

"Actually, we brought all your utensils together." The Great Demon King clapped his hands, and the waiters who had been hiding there for an unknown amount of time on the side of the gate lowered their heads and brought over several cages, and then someone sent a cage. A biohazard-grade protective suit with graffiti drawn by himself when he was bored.

"...Is this your sincerity?" The white horse man smiled stiffly, looking at the cages: "My cat, my dog, and my parrot and tortoise cubs—how long have you been staring at me? gone?"

"Probably after you got the information." The big devil rested his chin on one hand, and gently scratched his brow with his little finger: "I planned for so long at the beginning, and even exposed a few vests, just to get that information." A list, but it was cut off in the end, which makes me not very happy, Mr. Rikuza."

The white horse man's eyebrows twitched violently involuntarily, and he understood what information the other party wanted.

The list of members of Alchemy Star...

Not just the loose list in the group chat, but originally stored in the distributed server of the Alchemy Star. Even the joint council of the inner ring of the Alchemy Star has not been fully grasped, and has been divided into several councils. list of members.

This includes the members of the Inner Ring Joint Council of the Alchemy Star, the high-risk geniuses supervised by the Inner Ring Joint Council, the list of invitation records before joining the group, etc. Through this information, Dark Matter has actually mastered the vast majority of the current Alchemy Star. The identity and address of the majority member.

This is actually not a great piece of information, and many members of Alchemy Star don't care about exposing themselves-they haven't done anything bad.

It would be better to talk about their situation, no matter what region or country they are in, they are all the targets of official recruitment.

If those fellows in the Joint Council of the Inner Ring, or even the new-generation leaders in a certain field in their respective countries, have been protected by the state, they have penetrated into some confidential projects.

But the problem is that apart from these people, Alchemy Star still has many wild geniuses. Those guys who are unwilling to reveal their identities are worried that this kind of "forced recruitment" will happen, which is no less important to them. A poaching disaster.

What's even more frightening is that the woman in front of her is not entirely dominated by a talkative interest group, but a villain in the dark world.

"What do you want that list for?" His expression darkened slightly, trying to warn the other party: "With all due respect, even Minerva, or you who have lived for hundreds of years, choose to completely anger those Genius, but also a stupid and bad deal."

"Really?" The Great Demon King tapped the table lightly with his fingertips: "Which one are you talking about? For example, the current Honorary Speaker of the Joint Council, the Valkyrie of the Republic?"

"...It's really you." The white horse man grinned: "I thought you were bluffing me by exposing the vest, how did you get in with the alchemy star? And you even blew up the server twice in a row— You just want to get this list? To know the identities of those guys?"

"It does not matter."

"The benefits that those geniuses can create are more important to you?"

"Think again."

"..." The white horse man looked at her fixedly, and finally said in a deep voice, "The person is more important."

"No, people are not important, and interests are not important." The big devil lowered his eyes: "Without them, it is very important to me."

"..."

"You should pray, I will choose to recruit them instead of destroying them." The Great Demon King sighed, with regret in his tone: "Their appearance has broken the balance—do you understand what I mean? If you want to return To a safe threshold, they can't exist, and I'm trying to keep them, as I've always done."

"You mean you want to be whitewashed?" The white horse man taunted: "I won't give you the list. After I give it to you, I will be worthless and die faster. For this reason, people who have watched justice hero movies I understand."

"It's okay, I guessed that you would do this, so I invited all your pets to be with you, we still have time, this is not a very urgent matter." The big devil looked at his watch: " We still have time...although time is running out."

"You're playing with fire."

"No, I'm just saving the world."

"..."

……

……

"Can stepping back save the future?"

Miss Xiao Ma stood on the high platform, waving her hand, and said in a sonorous tone, "No! I can tell you clearly! It is absolutely impossible!"

Like an orator, she speaks out: "Want peace? Prepare for war! Davaris! The eyes of the world are on you! See you as the ones who can rebuild the entire dark world of Eastern Europe The power of order! Those who are oppressed by the gates of truth are watching you! We are in a bad situation, I know it is bad, but can it be worse than the fourth anniversary of the October Revolution No. 20?"

"Your ancestors! At that time, they set out from Red Square and went to Stalingrad! They did it! You can do it too! They survived the worse situation! What is it now—what is the gate of truth!"

"I was asked, Davarich, where is Stalingrad, I can't find it on the map - I say, it's there! It's in our hearts! On the map of the future! As long as we Keep working hard, and we can rebuild a wonderful! Glorious country for our children! Stalingrad has always been there! The darkest hour before dawn has come! So will the sun rise far away?!"

"Let our great ancestors Alexander Nevsky, Dmitry Donskoy, Kuzma Minin, Dmitry Pozharsky, Alexander Suvorov, Mikhail May the heroic figure of Il Kutuzov inspire you in this battle!"

"Let the banner of victory of the great Lenin guide you! Fight to completely smash the gate of reality! Destroy those anti-human gangsters! March to victory under the banner of Lenin!"

"Board the plane! Let's go! Break through their base tonight!" Sister Xiao Ma kicked away the podium next to her, grabbed a Kalashnikov and held it up to the sky: "Let those Yankee guys re- Feel the horrors of the last century that faced us! From Europe across the Minerva to the Far East! Capitals! Vodka! Our Soviet giant bear - rebuilding the new world! Hurrah!"

Accompanied by her visually-sensing, provocative and full-fledged roar, the veterans lined up under the high platform blushed and raised the Kalashnikov in their hands: "Ulla—— -"

Several huge transport planes turned their engines dullly in the snow outside the warehouse, waiting for these veterans to come up.

The fully armed airborne troops were recruited again after many years. There are mercenaries who have been hanging out in the Transcaucasus region and even the third world, and there are also veterans who have not held guns for an unknown period of time. Under the leadership of the squad commander who was in a fighting state, they seemed to have regained their original feeling.

This is the advantage of the grassroots commanders. As long as there is a group of veterans, they can bring out the recruits as quickly as possible, let alone these elite airborne troops who have served in the Soviet army.

Familiar equipment, familiar terrain, familiar organizational system, familiar combat mode - they will directly attack the No. [-] base closest to them in the form of airborne troops, which is located in Stalingrad - or the suburb of Volgograd. The military base is one of the most important logistics supply bases of the Eastern European branch of the Gate of Truth.

There is a large amount of munitions stored there, enough to fight a high-intensity medium-scale battle. If it is all smashed into the Transcaucasus, it is even enough to support two small countries to fight each other to the death. But starting tonight, it is the Stalingrad Hotel. up!

Mr. Er only showed a little inclination, and when Miss Xiao Ma came back, he immediately hit the snake with the stick and started to prepare for a fight.

Aunt Balalaika Xiong also advised her to make a decision before making a move, but the explanation given by Miss Ma was very simple - no one of her own would have thought that she would make a move at this time. Could it be that she has not fully obtained the truth of the news? ?

At this time, if you don't beat up the opponent first, and concentrate on cutting off one finger, are you still waiting for the opponent to make it clear that there will be a duel?beat!Hit it now!

After the fight is over, surround the points to fight for aid, use that huge warehouse base as a bait, and hang all the doors of truth in it!

The heavily armed Balalaika Xionggu put on the helmet of the Airborne Forces and twisted her neck: "She is really... a strange guy, very scary."

"Really?" The khaki-colored sister Yu stood beside her in a windbreaker, her painting style was out of place: "Indeed, it's scary."

"The field she is actually good at is incompatible with the field she should be good at in theory." Balalaika Xionggu looked at the khaki royal sister, not doubting: "She is really a natural evolutionary with strong individual strength, not something. Is it the commander of the army? Her commanding ability may be much stronger than what we seem, and it is the first time I have seen a person who can turn a struggle in the dark world into what it is now."

"I don't know about that." The khaki-colored lady smiled mysteriously and turned to other things: "Are you going to direct the battle tonight?"

"Well, although the Gate of Reality is only a dark world organization, we are not the established airborne force. If we win tonight, we may try to rebuild a professional and powerful armed force."

She didn't say what the result would be if she failed, but if all this investment was lost, then she might have to accept it.

Miss Ma came over with a gun in hand: "Let's go, give me an umbrella bag, I—"

"You can't go." Aunt Bear Balalaika shook her head, "You have to stay here and wait for the good news of our victory."

"Why?" Miss Ma stared at her eyes: "You look down on me?!"

"No, this is our war." Balalaika Xionggu smiled: "As you said, our ancestors fought on this land, and now we have to do the same thing—not for I am not for any benefit, but for a beautiful new world."