There is no way the Liberian girl could lay eggs!

He was not originally from the lawful good camp, and he was extremely protective of his own people and didn't mind standing up for them.

He always helps his relatives but not others.

Unless that person threatens him or something he loves.

"Okay, I understand. Thank you, Mr. Fremont. I'll go back to Kazdel to visit you when I have time."

Talina swallowed the word "teacher" that was about to come out of her mouth and hung up the "phone".

It’s not that she doesn’t want to accept Fremont as her teacher, but it seems a bit dangerous to be his apprentice.

Frémont has only two true disciples, the Witch King Herhunzollon and Gerhard.

The former went crazy researching in the wilderness, and the latter went crazy researching the Witch King.

Well... to be someone's disciple you have to be very tough.

"Phew... the one who started it all, you're lucky."

Seeing the spell disappear, the tin man, who had been feeling a little depressed, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"I've always had good luck."

"Well, since he's one of us, I won't hide it anymore."

Waving his hand, the Tin Man sat back in his seat, pulled the drawer next to the cabinet, and took out a stack of documents.

"Rhine Life General Manager Christen, and... Director of the Ecology Department Muir Seth, here's their news."

Throwing the document in front of Talina, the Tin Man took out his pipe, put it in his mouth, and puffed twice.

Talina took the document and opened it impatiently.

"But I have to warn you in advance that this news is from two months ago, so it's already quite behind the times."

"Is that so?"

Talina frowned as she listened to the Tin Man's words.

Muir and Seth disappeared exactly two months ago, so this document isn't that useful...

But...it's better than nothing.

"I've been searching for them all this time, but they're hiding so well that even the military can't find any trace. But... in places where they can't be seen, they're always easily overlooked."

The Tin Man puffed his pipe twice and exhaled a puff of smoke from his mouth.

"Justin Fitzroy, Director of the Business Department of Rhine Life."

"A month ago, he visited the federal prison in the District of Columbia, picked up a serious criminal from there, and then sent some high-ranking officials from that prison to another prison."

"As a prisoner."

"What does this have to do with Muirseth and Christen?"

"That's all right, ma'am."

"Then why are you telling me this?"

Looking at the Tin Man's face, Talina said with some dissatisfaction.

"I just thought you might be interested in this news, ma'am. Oh, I forgot to tell you."

"The prisoner Justin took was codenamed 30, and his real name was..."

"Lorcan Williams."

Volume 9: Chapter 11: Dog Training Methods

Lorcan Williams was the leader of Columbia's sensational water tank project experiment.

The program is dedicated to creating an infected person who will not be affected by the mineral disease. In layman's terms, it is to use some means to allow a normal person to have the spellcasting strength and ability of the infected.

It was an impossible thing, but they did it.

They created an external infection device, using blood as a link, to achieve their goal.

However, because the process was too bloody and inhumane, the experimental plan was immediately stopped and all personnel involved were sent to prison for crimes against humanity.

The plan leader, Locke Williams, is among them!

He was sentenced to 130 years in prison, and to this day...

"Loken..."

Of course, Talina is familiar with this name. She will never forget this guy even if she dies.

The project called the Loken Cistern harmed too many people, one of whom was Narcissa.

Her purpose in coming here was to take revenge, to send this guy to hell and solve the problem of Muirseth at the same time.

That's why she took a detour to find Jason.

In the end, I didn't find any information about Muirseth, but I found this guy first...

"Where is he?"

Without much nonsense, Talina asked directly about Loken's whereabouts.

There was no order in which the two things should be done. He just did the first thing based on the information he got. Besides, how long would it take to kill a strange man?

"After Rhine Life took him away, there was no news. It was as if he had vanished. The only thing we know now is that Rhine Life was closely involved in this matter."

Taking down his pipe, the Tin Man shook off some ash and said casually, "If you have connections within Rhine Life, you could use this as a starting point for investigation."

Talina glanced at the Tin Man.

This was a very cheap way of provoking her, and at the same time it was also a way of testing her attitude to see if she could get into this game.

Talina didn't think much about it and told the news directly.

"No, the only Saria has already left the Rhine Life Protection Department. We have no way to get in through legitimate means."

Since both parties want to cooperate, they should show some sincerity. There is no point in hiding the information all day long.

"Ms. Saria... If it's her, then it's possible..."

The Tin Man was surprised for a moment, then fell into deep thought.

After a long pause, he snapped his fingers and said, "Since Miss Saria is here, I'll join. Coincidentally, one of my colleagues has also accepted an order from Rhine Life, so maybe we can meet again."

"colleague?"

"Yes, let's go first and reunite with Miss Saria. We can discuss the specific plan then."

With the old lich Fremont taking the lead, the Tin Man also let down his guard.

After packing up some things, he followed Talina out.

While standing outside the store waiting for the Tin Man, Talina sent a message to Saria, telling her the meeting place.

"Okay, I'll go over immediately."

On the other end of the phone, Saria, fully equipped, picked up a roll of strapping and slowly wrapped it around her hand.

The dried black blood stains on the bandage looked very dirty, mixed with dust, like a piece of rag, but Saria wrapped it around her hand without changing her expression.

She was wearing a special set of clothes. The overall color of the clothes was dark green, and there were many small scales inlaid on it, which looked hard.

A square shield was casually placed aside, leaning against the iron wardrobe.

Soon, the straps were tied, and Saria moved her bound fingers and breathed a sigh of relief.

"I will find you..."

In the darkness, young Vaifan punched the sandbag in front of him.

The fist blew fiercely, and with a dull cutting sound, a fist-sized hole appeared on the sandbag in front of Saria.

The filling inside kept falling out, making a rustling sound on the ground.

Saria casually waved her hands, picked up the shield beside her, and walked towards the door.

Now that all the preparations have been made, there is no need to stay any longer.

.........

In the dark and gloomy alley, the only source of light comes from a few old light bulbs that should have been replaced long ago.

In Colombia, this type of light bulb has been extinct for many years, but for gang members who have not yet established themselves, it is a rare lighting tool.

Standing in the middle of the alley, Jeston looked at the message that had been sent and waved his hand absentmindedly.

Suddenly, the blood remaining on the two sharp iron blades in his hands was thrown off by him and fell on the face of the person beside him.

Several Rupers knelt down in front of Jeston, trembling, looking at this evil star who started killing people at the slightest disagreement.

At Jeston's feet, the two guys who had just tried to stop him had fallen into a baby-like sleep, with blood gushing out from the wounds in their mouths and throats, making strange noises.

This bloody scene is rare in Colombia, but in the eyes of these gangsters it is a familiar matinee.

So, what shocked them was not the bloody scene, but the person who created all this.

"Ah..."

With his mouth corners raised, Jeston was almost laughing out loud.

I actually got the news from a gang I randomly found. This good start came at the perfect time!

With the help of these people, one's status will only continue to rise.

He really enjoyed the thrill of this power shift; the pleasure of gradually taking over other people's rights made him feel refreshed from head to toe.

Click...

Suddenly, footsteps were heard at the entrance of the alley behind, and Jeston, who was still immersed in fantasy, immediately woke up.

The blade in his hand turned slightly and pointed towards the door.

Having experienced loss once, he is bound to be more attached to these things. He is more afraid of losing than anyone else, so he will never miss any clue that may lead to his failure.

"Huh, it's hard to find. This place is really hidden."

A man in a brown suit suddenly appeared in Jeston's eyes.

Looking at the strange figure who seemed to be wearing armor, Jeston silently raised the blade, but the next second, the blade in his hand disappeared and dispersed.

Because behind that strange guy, his current boss, Talina, appeared.

"Any news?"

After brushing off the dust on her sweatshirt, Talina quickly came to Jeston's side.

Looking at the bloody scene, Talina's expression didn't even change, she just kept looking around.

Seeing his boss's reaction, Jason's heart skipped a beat.

Oh no... Could it be that my boss is a "good man" who can't stand the sight of blood?

Then wouldn't those torture methods of mine be a demerit...

Thinking of this, Jeston's heart was pounding like a motor.

But now that things have come to this, there is no way for him to save the two guys who have long been dead under his feet to restore his image. He can only bite the bullet and come to Talina.

"Sorry, miss, they are gangsters, they only use fists... It's easier to beat them than to convince them."

Jeston's attitude was extremely humble, as if he were a servant.

No, not as if, but just!

"No, I have no interest in your means, as long as you can achieve your goal."

"Just don't involve innocent people, like civilians. You know, places like the Guards take these things very seriously."

Waving her hand nonchalantly, Talina kicked the corpse at her feet and said expressionlessly.

They were just some dirty bugs who banded together for protection money. They had more or less taken lives, so she had no burden in killing them.

But she still reminded Jeston, not criticizing his methods, but just giving him a normal lecture.

Jeston is like a vicious dog. If he is not controlled, the consequences will be serious!

She was holding the chain in her hand, so Jeston was bowing to her. If he wanted to tame this vicious dog, he couldn't just give him benefits.

but not now.

Talina glanced up at Rupert, who was about to sneak away, and grinned.