There is no way the Liberian girl could lay eggs!

Listening to Muirses' explanation, Saria could not find any reason to refute it, but her clenched fists had already loosened.

Her nerves had been on edge just now, as her best friend's betrayal and deception clouded her thinking, and then Muirseth's signature caught her eye again.

Naturally, Saria thought she had been deceived by another friend.

"New hatred and old grudges" came together, and the string of reason in Saria's heart almost broke.

Patting his chest, Muirseth, who had walked on the edge of danger, was extremely relieved: "Huh! I'm glad you've calmed down... By the way, you even got inside information about Rhine Life..."

"We have our own channels, so you don't have to worry about that."

The Tin Man watched the farce end and waved his hands in boredom.

Saria put all the documents away. "So, you're willing to share this with us because you want to use Rhine's channels and power to investigate the Ministry of Defense, right?"

Seeing through the detective's heart, Saria said bluntly: "Showing me this internal intelligence of Rhine Life is to tell me that you are already investigating Rhine Life..."

"This is a warning to Rhine's life. You are threatening me. Can I understand it this way?"

The Tin Man was stunned for a moment, seemingly not expecting Saria to be so straightforward, but he quickly reacted: "What we will do next depends on Rhine Life's subsequent actions."

"I can handle the internal affairs of Rhine Life on my own. I don't need you to tell me what to do."

Standing up from her seat, Saria's gaze was fierce.

Rhine was created by her and Kristen, and she should personally remove those cancers. Outsiders want to interfere...

I don't think about it!

beep!

Just as Saria was about to continue speaking, the cell phone she had placed on the table suddenly rang rapidly, and Hummer's headshot kept flashing on the screen.

"Hey, Homer? What...what! I'll be right back!"

Saria's expression changed so quickly that the Tin Man even saw a hint of panic in it.

After quickly hanging up the phone, Saria collected all the documents on the table, put them in her bag, and then turned and left.

Putting the brown beret back on her head, Saria turned around and looked at the Tin Man: "Thank you for the information, Mr. Tin Man, and also..."

"Even if Rhine Life deserves punishment, there's no need to bother you!"

Bang!

The door of the cafe was slammed shut, and Saria's hurried footsteps gradually faded away.

"Aren't you going with us? It seems something has happened."

Looking at Muirseth who was leisurely drinking coffee in front of him, the Tin Man reminded her that Saria had left.

"I don't want to be with her at a time like this, and she didn't call me."

Muirseth took a sip of coffee and complained.

Saria's attitude just now really made her sad. They were obviously alumni and colleagues who had worked together for many years.

Didn’t I just sign it because I wanted to make some money?

Is that really the case?!

"Besides, Talina also wants to ask you something, right? Talina."

Crossing his legs, Muirseth felt a little better.

She was the one who found the Tin Man, and Talina's previous friend happened to be related to him. If she defeated him in this attack, wouldn't her favorability rating be maxed out?

呐～

The admiring eyes! The respectful tone! And the soft and sweet voice of "Sister Muirseth"!

It's a pity that her dream is bound to be shattered. The Tin Man couldn't bear to see Muirseth immersed in her own world, so he had to remind her.

"Excuse me, but the Talina you're talking about is... the one who left with Ms. Saria?"

Pointing at the swinging door with his right hand, the Tin Man knocked on the table.

"Ah?"

After waking up from a sweet dream, Muirseth looked blankly at the position of Talina next to him.

Why...is there no one here?

wrong!

"Wait for me!!!"

With a bitter face, Muirseth chased after him reluctantly.

Volume 4: Chapter 114: The Lights Still Burn...

Time goes back to half a month ago.

Ever since his teacher deprived him of the right to treat Ifrit, Hemer has been feeling depressed.

I couldn't get in touch with Ifrit right away, and could only see her after eight o'clock in the evening to coax her to sleep.

Hemer raised his hand and glanced at the time.

"19:27, time is almost up."

Muttering to himself, Hemer put down the work at hand.

Her next shift was at 5:30, and she had finished her work for the day long ago, so it seemed she was still here, just for Ifrit.

Taking off the white coat he was wearing, Hemer changed into casual clothes, a "coat" with extremely wide sleeves and the Rhine life symbol on the shoulder.

That was something she had been dreaming of since she was in school.

After her own efforts and with the help of Parvez, she finally got it.

But the weight on it reminds her all the time.

You are a member working for the progress of mankind, and rationality must always prevail.

"Ugh..."

Shaking his head, Hemer got rid of all the chaotic thoughts in his mind and walked towards Ifrit's room.

Now she has been transferred to another position, surrounded by strangers who have been subtly rejecting her because of her identity as an infected person.

Although Saria endorsed her, there was still some secret arrangement behind the scenes.

Caprini Albert, who was familiar to him, and two researchers, Liberi and Lamy, also missed the opportunity to work with him due to time constraints. Even Joyce was forced to take a leave of absence due to "health" reasons.

Now I have become a person...

"Ah... here we are!"

A light source appeared in front of him, and Hemer slowed down after seeing it.

That's Ifrit's room.

Let’s make some preparations first.

Thinking of this, Hemer also adjusted the expression on his face.

I can't lose my composure in front of Ifrit, I'm an adult...

Just as Hemer was about to open Ifrit's door, a noisy sound came from the corner of the corridor ahead.

"Did you see that?! The target melted with that last strike! This is the first time I've seen an Originium technique of this strength!"

"We're really going to make it this time!"

"Once successful, then..."

Several shadows in white coats appeared from a distance. Although they were far away, Hemer recognized their identities at a glance.

The three-person team headed by Fidiya researcher Leon, who has always been the most malicious towards her, and Albert, who is familiar to her.

But Hemer's gaze passed right past them and went to the thin figure sitting in the wheelchair that Albert was pushing.

Ifrit looked extremely haggard, with the light lost in her eyes, like a puppet.

"Ifrit!"

Walking quickly, Hemer stopped Leon halfway: "Where did you go during the day! Why did she become like this!"

Grabbing Leon's collar with one hand, Hemer looked up and glared at Leon who looked indifferent.

In front of the 1.8-meter-tall Leon, Hemer seemed a little short, but Hemer had the upper hand in terms of momentum, which prevented Leon from reacting immediately.

But he immediately slapped Hemer's hand away: "Watch your attitude, Researcher Hemer! I'm the one who will be directly contacting Director Parvez now!"

After being humiliated in front of his followers, Leon instinctively wanted to fight back, but the sudden rise in temperature around him made him retract his raised arm.

"Hmph! Take good care of this monster! There will be an important experimental node soon, so don't let me down! Researcher Hemer!"

Helplessly, under the threat to his life safety, Leon could only snort coldly, throw down a few words and turn away.

"Hemer..."

Seeing Leon and others leave, Albert also pushed Ifrit to Humer.

Looking at Ifrit's forced smile, Hemer felt as if his heart was being pricked by a needle.

"Where did you go during the day? I don't think there will be any treatment today?"

After helping Ifrit out of the wheelchair, Hemer put his left arm around her, letting her lean on his shoulder, and asked Albert who was packing up the wheelchair.

"Huh? This... We took Ifrit to test the prototype of the flamethrower. According to Director Parvis, that thing can help Ifrit relieve the pressure of Originium skills..."

After a brief hesitation, Albert told Hemer about their itinerary for the day.

"Originium Technique? How could this happen? If there's no detailed plan, recklessly releasing it will only make Ifrit's condition worse! How could you let a child..."

After hearing Albert's words, Hemer's emotions, which had just been adjusted, began to fluctuate again, but when she saw Albert, she calmed down again.

Albert was just an ordinary researcher, and his status was even lower than before. It was really difficult to ask him to do something under the pressure of Parvis and Leon.

"Feel sorry..."

"Ahaha, it's okay. Since you're here, Hemer, I'll go back and pack my things. See you tomorrow."

Nodding indifferently, Albert turned his wheelchair around and said goodbye to Hemer with a smile.

Looking at Albert's back, Hemer turned around weakly and took Ifrit back to the room.

Ifrit was a head taller than Hummer, so Hummer's movements were a little strange, but he finally managed to help Ifrit onto the bed with great difficulty.

Carefully supporting Ifrit's head, Hemer stuffed the pillow underneath.

"Hey...Hemer...when do you think...Sareya will come to see me?"

While Hemer was busy packing, Ifrit, who was lying on the bed, suddenly asked.

"Sareya has been busy lately... maybe she'll come over after a while."

With his back to Ifrit, Hemer bit his lower lip.

White lies...

"Ok!"

Ifrit nodded vigorously, as if he had found support, and raised his right hand as if he wanted to grab something.

"I haven't cried or made a fuss during my recent treatments! If Saria comes, I'll tell her all this! She'll probably be very happy!"

"Yes..."

"I still have the strawberry-flavored candy I got from Talina last time! I must let Saria try it!"

"it is good..."

"Homer! Can we go to the garden together next time? I saw a very beautiful flower last time! It would look very beautiful on your head!"

"Um..."

One person said, the other echoed...

Hemer's heart was also broken into pieces by Ifrit's simple wishes one after another.

It was pitch black outside the window, with only two moons hanging high in the sky. The light from inside the house projected onto the corridor outside, making it seem extremely lonely.

The night is dark, but...

The lights remain on...