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Outside the door, a mob speaking Sargon seemed to have seen someone who shouldn't be there, and they loudly questioned him with profanities.

"Wait, this tail... this guy is!!!" However, the Sarkaz language followed with a tone of astonishment, then switched to the common language more commonly used in Terra, changing from the previous intense tone to a more cautious and even timid one, saying, "I've heard of you... but why are you here!?"

"Wow, I didn't expect that someone in such a remote settlement would know my name. It's an honor."

A voice, completely unfamiliar to Okfen, rang out. He had no recollection of most of Rhodes Island's operators, except for the Twin River City operators who would drive over every two or three months for resupply and repairs...

But hearing the rioters stop their shouting and vandalism without prior arrangement, could he really be someone extraordinary?

"Then let me ask you a question... Since you knew this was Rhodes Island's safe house, why did you still dare to attack? I will decide how to deal with you based on your answer."

Even though only one person was speaking, he managed to silence the entire other party and then arrogantly said he would "deal with" them.

What an incredible development!

Okfin moved his legs, which had almost gone limp from fear, and pressed both ears against the sawed-open security door, listening nervously to the conversation outside.

"us..."

"Alright, I know without you saying it. They probably think this place is too remote, and it's in a sensitive area like Sargon, so it doesn't matter if they rob it? Or they think Rhodes Island won't care about such minor losses?"

Before they could offer an explanation, their words were abruptly interrupted.

"Oh? Why are you trembling? Weren't you quite smug when you were bullying the operators earlier?"

The voice questioned, and amidst the commotion among the rioters outside, a series of clanging sounds suddenly came from the ground.

It sounded like something heavy had fallen to the ground—it was the sound of a weapon slipping from one's hand.

The thugs, who initially didn't know the other party's identity, learned what they were facing through the small talk that the Sarkaz leader took when he stopped attacking and communicated with him, and through the rumors they shared among themselves.

Their fighting spirit, too, dissipated completely as rumors spread, like a flame extinguished by a flood.

"Is this some kind of act to trick me into opening the door...?"

That's way too exaggerated!

Okfin knew he knew very little about Rhodes Island and had only joined for a paid job and the distribution of anti-Oripathy drugs.

But he had never heard of such a person on Rhodes Island, yet just by standing in front of him, he could make a group of bloodthirsty thugs lose their will to fight.

What kind of request for help...?

Did they intercept his distress signal and then stage a scene to deceive him?

Give people hope, then give them despair.

What terrible villains!

"I'm just doing my job for money!"

The "drama" that O'Keeffe saw was still unfolding outside.

"Who isn't? You signed the red-label contract, right? Are you breaching it here, or continuing with the contract terms? Although it seems like there's no difference."

The voice was aggressive, and the next step on the ground was like the last feather that snapped their taut nerves.

Along with this, there was also a cacophony of footsteps.

Those were the footsteps of a routed army fleeing in disarray.

Terrified screams, wails, and the sound of trampling each other mingled together.

If it's acting, it seems like he's getting too involved.

"Are these people mercenaries or a theatrical troupe...?"

While Okfen was more confused than afraid inside the safe house, he tentatively touched the chainsaw stuck in the door, causing it to fall outside. At the same time, he peeked out through the small gap it had cut open.

He saw a beam of pure white and dazzling light.

Then came a loud bang as the Zero Safe House shook.

Then came the airflow that rushed into the room through that small crack.

Finally, everything returned to silence.

When his vision returned, all he could see was a shallow crater in front of the safe house.

And standing in front of the pit, a man wearing a Rhodes Island operator's uniform that was slightly different from his current one.

Although it bears the Rhodes Island logo, the material is clearly different from the operator uniforms he has seen before, and it also has shoulder and hip armor that look very retro.

The tail, swaying in the air, was wrapped around his waist. The man turned around and, with his unfamiliar face, addressed Okfin behind the security door:

"S-092, Rhodes Island Elite Special Agent Thomas, has completed support. Please open the door to the safe house."

[Event] Originium Dust Operation: Chapter Two - I'll Take Over

"Why are elite operators here...?"

"Someone asked me to investigate some things. I owed them a favor before, so I agreed. It doesn't count as official attendance."

Even though Rhodes Island personnel only pass through here once every two or three months, each time they inevitably bring new electronic documents of operators, which naturally include Thomas's basic information—although some in-depth information about elite operators is classified, their appearance, codenames, and other details can still be found.

After confirming the other party's identity, Oakfin first breathed a sigh of relief, then slumped down in front of the terminal as if his body had gone limp. He then suddenly flicked his dog ears, asking wearily and nervously:

"What on earth happened? A few days ago, monsters only appeared occasionally in the Royal Palace, how come there's been a sudden riot now, and why are there even Sarkaz mercenaries here? What's going on here?"

"...Shouldn't I be asking you that? I received your distress call as soon as I got nearby. When I got a little closer, I saw smoke coming from the big house and people smashing things everywhere. Then I came to rescue you."

Okfin, caught up in the riot, was in a state of confusion, but the newcomer Tomat couldn't answer him either, only telling him what he had seen when he arrived.

The “vandalism and looting” that Tomat mentioned seems to have subsided now, and the two could not hear any noise even when they stood in front of the safe house.

"As for the monsters you mentioned, there's a separate area of ​​buildings near this settlement, which is probably an infected community. There were quite a few infected creatures that I've never seen before attacking people there, but I've already dealt with them. There were also two groups of mercenaries fighting, and I didn't know which side to help, so I only eliminated the monsters. The fighting has stopped now, so it's probably over. You stay here, and I'll go check on the infected community. I'll transfer any wounded people here and prepare medical supplies. The expenses will be charged to my account."

After clearly conveying the situation analysis and orders to Okfin, Thomas, before Okfin could react while Okfin was still stunned by these instructions, stepped back into the blazing sun, stirred up a gust of sand, and soared into the air, flying towards the infected community.

"So this is what an elite operator is like...?"

Excellent situation handling and analytical skills, as well as personal combat prowess and Originium Arts that cannot be measured by common sense.

As Okfin sensed the gap between the two, he belatedly asked himself:

"I was working for such a powerful organization?"

The giant's body, cracked and bleeding, lay on the sand-swept ground, surrounded by scattered corpses convulsing and gushing blood.

Various murder weapons were scattered all around, with a large number of spent shell casings rolling among them.

Does Terra have such a thing?

The cries of children and the screams of adults mingled with the explosions from the burning buildings and the sounds of sandstorms.

These scenes are common in Terra.

Amidst the chaotic scene, five figures darted about, helping up one ragged civilian after another, leading a procession of infected individuals behind them.

One of the boys, a short, dark-skinned Reberba, walked at the very front of the group, trying to lead everyone somewhere.

Meanwhile, four other fully armed figures, equipped with what appeared to be large firearms, were organizing the ranks behind them.

"What was that just now, a bomber?"

The blond man carried an elderly woman whose leg had been simply bandaged on his back, and as he walked, he asked several people dressed similarly to him.

"If it were a bomber, it would be too small in size considering its height, but in any case, it only attacked the monsters, so the elderly people who didn't have time to leave the house were also saved."

The red-haired woman with a long braid helped the wounded man up, responding to him while also confirming that what she had seen earlier could not possibly be the same concept as the word they were talking about.

"Could it be some kind of local creature? We've already seen those splitting monsters from before."

"Maybe the Originium Bugs I raise can become that powerful too?"

A dark-haired woman and a burly man wearing a full-face helmet carried a makeshift stretcher, one in front of the other, and talked about their views.

For the locals, it was commonplace for these people, who had been living in dilapidated houses near the settlement for who knows how long, to speak incomprehensible languages ​​with strange accents.

“Miss Cohen, let’s move everyone to the clinic first. Many people still need treatment.”

The boy Reberba was speaking to the red-haired woman, but the woman, wearing sunglasses, suddenly looked away from him, pushed down the injured person she was helping, and at the same time grabbed the boy's clothes, pinning him to the ground.

The extremely fast-flying object we had seen earlier suddenly appeared directly in the sky above us and approached us at a downward angle.

Judging from the speed we saw earlier, if it was flying this way, there would have been no chance to avoid it the moment it appeared in our field of vision.

"Lie down!!!"

Now, this is the only option left to avoid the impending impact as much as possible.

As she shouted, the people around her also made their movements, trying to get as many people as possible to fall to the ground.

The sandstorm came, but the impact was much milder than expected.

But when the sandstorm cleared, what appeared in sight was not what they had imagined.

That was just a "person" who, in appearance, was not much different from them.

"—There was a conspicuous pattern on his chest, which seemed familiar, and his clothing appeared to be standard-issue, made of fabric but shaped like armor; it must be some kind of combat uniform—this person belongs to a combat operative of some organization."

They could judge the identity of a visitor at a glance.

The other side also analyzed them thoroughly.

—Military uniforms that looked strangely familiar to Tomat but were rare in Terra; bodies lacking any animal or legendary creature features; and, except for one person, all wielding large firearms yet not being Sarkaz...

But after a fleeting moment of hesitation and unrealistic speculation, both sides took action to confront each other at the same time.

Thomas raised his hand, spreading his five fingers towards them, while the other four men raised their guns.

"Alright, I'll take over here. I'll take the wounded to the Rhodes Island safe house for treatment. Please give up the idea of ​​taking hostages."

Thomas spoke in a calm tone, as if he would attack at the slightest move the other party made.

The four people in front of them did not lower their guard. Perhaps in the past, if someone used this action to threaten them, they would only think that they had encountered a mental patient.

But it's different here; they can't guarantee what might pop out of the other person's palm the next moment.

"What? Hostages? No, how could that be? What do you take us for?"

The blond man pointed a pistol at Tomat, closed one eye, and spoke as he aimed at him.

"Despicable mercenaries who kidnap infected people, and collaborators?"

In responding to them, Tomat included the boy Rebba who had led the way for them.