Arknights, I'm going to beat Kal'tsit, really?

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Kane couldn't fathom the elf lady's thoughts. If he invited her rashly, would she agree? Or should he wait until Rhine Life began to take shape, and then naturally attract her to join him?

Fate always seems to love playing tricks. Just then, Saria added an unexpected twist to what was originally a pleasant conversation.

“However, I was indeed a little surprised when we first met, Kane. I thought the friend you mentioned would be more…ordinary.”

"Why do you say that?"

Kane was curious why Seria would think that way. He had never described Kristen to her, and besides, the word "ordinary" had nothing to do with Kristen.

“Oh… because last time, I saw you in the student dormitory. You were coming out of the room across the hall, but I remember you don’t live in the student dormitory. So… I thought the friend you were talking about was that lady.”

Seria's financial situation wasn't bad, but she wasn't materialistic. The student apartments were well-equipped, and the atmosphere was more harmonious—so she lived there too. And, it was on the third floor, right across from Muirsey's.

"..."

"Which lady?"

Saria spoke calmly; she didn't intend to embarrass Kane, but simply frankly addressed the previous misunderstanding. However, Kristen, standing nearby, immediately became "interested."

In her memory, Kane wasn't a particularly sociable person, but he certainly had more than just her as a friend—however, it seems that Kane doesn't have any male friends at the moment?

“Oh, that’s Muirsay, also my classmate. The difference is that you two met in a major course, while she met me in an elective. But in terms of talent… she is indeed an excellent candidate. She is a genius in ecology—I believe she will definitely become the undisputed authority in the field of ecology at Columbia University in the future. It’s just a pity… I’m not sure if she is interested in our project.”

Kane answered frankly. Making friends is a perfectly normal part of social life, and he had no further relationship with anyone present, so there was nothing to be ashamed of.

"Oh...you speak so highly of her? That makes me quite curious."

Christensen secretly resolved to investigate the ecology student named Muirsey at the school. After all, she was always curious about geniuses; certainly not because Kane had visited Muirsey's house.

Saria was equally curious. Neither she nor Kristen had ever received such high praise from Kane—he had never called her "the future of Originium applications," nor had he said Kristen was "an authority on high-energy physics." But that Muirses could be "everything in the science of ecology." Why?

9VII Liu Jiu Yin Jian and Liu Qun were like this. The two had not yet met this future head of the Ecology Department, but they were already full of curiosity and fighting spirit towards her.

The meeting concluded successfully, and a new friendship has been forged between Seria and Christensen.

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Time flies. The Texas family's businesses continue to operate, but the news that the person in charge has changed from Mrs. Sicily to the new head of the Texas family has already spread far and wide.

Perhaps driven by market ambitions, or perhaps incited by local Syracuse families, Colombian gangs finally couldn't contain themselves and began attempting to disrupt the Texas family's market—cutting off supplies, launching price wars, spreading rumors and slander, and vandalizing stores. If not dealt with decisively, the Texas family's financial future could very well be ruined.

Kane would not tolerate this. He gave Lappland direct orders: give those fools "her best way of greeting them." As for the local police station and courts... with Texas's wealth, they could easily handle that.

During this time, Lappland was not idle either. Because of her absolute loyalty to Kane, she was the best candidate to act as Texas's representative. At Kane's behest, whether she liked it or not, control over all of the Texas family's businesses had been handed over to Lappland. Now, she was the Grand Steward of the Texas family, second only to Kane.

As a result, several “accidents” occurred simultaneously in several cities in Colombia.

These incidents may seem insignificant in the grand scheme of things in Colombia, but a closer look reveals that, without exception, the victims were all members of local gangs.

The Texas family's counterattack was swift and ruthless. Even though its actual family members had long since perished in the flames, its formidable power remained undiminished, even more ferocious. Had it been the most prestigious patriarch in the past, perhaps a warning would have been issued, and the initial greeting would not have been fatal.

But this new head of the household... according to the Eradication Man's report, the bodies of those unfortunate souls were piled up and chopped into pieces, resembling... the classic Syracuse dish, "thousand-layer pastry".

"We can't just swallow this insult! Back then, all the major families came to Columbia to develop, but the despicable Texas monopolized everything! We've endured it for decades, and now that we've finally got our chance, are you going to continue to put up with it?!"

Inside a secluded mansion, several heads of Colombian mafia families are gathered. They were all members who had attempted to seize territory from Texas, but now they are being met with a cold "greeting."

"According to information from Syracuse, there is only one person left in Texas, and that brat only obtained the inheritance through a marriage alliance. The current head of the family is just a greenhorn. As long as we get rid of him, there will be no further trouble."

"Then how should we deal with him? He's in Trimont, and... Madame Sicily has ordered a halt to any action."

Kane's agreement with Zarro and the Sicilian woman remains in effect—Syracusan will not attack Kane; stirring up trouble is the limit of what those chieftains can do.

However, people in Colombia cannot accept this.

"Gentlemen, at a time like this, there's no need to hide anything. We all know that Syracuse's rules don't represent everything—Colombia has its own rules. We used our connections in Colombia to pull this off."

"But what if we do that? How are we supposed to answer Madame Sicily's questions afterward?"

"...We have to do this. Umbrella (four) Linqi 2 Ersi Geshi We've been oppressed by Salvador Re all our lives, are we going to be bullied by a mere brat now?"

Ultimately, the clan leaders reached a consensus. This united counterattack would be aimed directly at Kane Mordred.

As for the outcome... Kane will give them an answer in the most direct way.

Chapter 67 Muirsey and Mon3tr's First Meeting

"Wow, this house is so much more comfortable than my tiny apartment! It even has a walk-in closet?! Do you know how annoying it is when I have so many clothes I can't fit them all in?" Muirsey couldn't help but exclaim as soon as she stepped into Kane's house. The amenities here far exceeded those of her cramped student apartment.

"It's just that the space is a bit more spacious. The location here isn't good; there's an infected area just a few kilometers away, and there's a lack of entertainment and living facilities around, making commuting inconvenient." Kane said calmly.

"I'll take you home tonight, just in case you encounter any danger on the way."

He himself was completely oblivious to the potential risks around him, but Muirsey was different—she seemed like a fragile girl who needed to be protected.

When Kane visited her home last time, he mentioned that he could invite her to his home sometime, and this time he fulfilled that invitation.

"Quick, quick, show me around! This is my first time visiting a friend's house, it's so interesting!" Muirsey urged excitedly, her eyes shining as if she were touring the world's most precious treasure trove.

At her insistence, Kane had no choice but to show her around the house—though many areas were rarely used even by himself.

"This study... isn't it a bit too empty?"

"Otherwise what? I can't just display a bunch of textbooks to make a show of things. This is the age of technology; you can see all the books you want to read with just one device."

“No, no, no, let’s not even talk about the damage to your eyes from staring at a screen for a long time. Kane, imagine—” Muirsey’s eyes lit up with longing.

"On a rainy day, you sit by the window, listening to the patter of the rain, watching the hazy scenery outside, and when you get tired, you make a cup of coffee... This is one of my life's dreams! After I graduate and start working, I must buy my own house and make it come true!"

She then went on to describe many scenes she longed for: sitting by the fireplace in winter, holding a cup of hot cocoa and admiring the snow; closing the doors and windows in summer, feeling the fury of a storm, and enjoying the thrill of being in danger yet safe and sound…

Kane silently concluded—this was probably her instinct as an elf, yearning for both a comfortable life and a closeness to nature. Especially for a water elf like Muirsey, rainy days were simply a gift from heaven.

"If you really like it... next time you can check the weather forecast in advance and pick a rainy day to come to my house. I'll prepare coffee. But you'll have to bring the books you want to read, as I don't really have many books at home."

"Hmm...that's a very tempting suggestion. It seems I'll have to bother you one more time."

"welcome any time."

After touring most of the area, only Kane's bedroom remained. Muirsey felt it was a rather private place and didn't offer to visit it.

But Kane remembered how openly she had shown him the living room. Since he didn't have anything to hide, he naturally opened the door and let her see.

"Ok?"

"what happened?"

Muirsey suddenly let out a soft, puzzled hum, and Kane took the opportunity to ask her.

Do you keep potted plants or anything like that?

"No, I'm not a very meticulous person, I'm afraid I won't take good care of her."

"So, this feeling is... oh, sorry, it's nothing."

What exactly did Muirsey perceive? She heard a clear voice coming from inside the room:

So boring... That bastard Kane really locked me up here. Kal'tsit has never treated me like this before... Waaah.

Unlike the vague emotions she usually perceived from plants or the environment—this time she heard complete sentences.

If it's not a pet or a potted plant, then what could it be? Judging from the voice, it sounds like a girl around her age…

Muirth glanced at Kane somewhat guiltily. Could he have… kidnapped someone?

It must be my imagination... If it were a human, it wouldn't communicate with me like this. Where did it get this special pet from? Like a Libori beast?

Muirsey recalls that some Liberi parents were as intelligent as children, capable of learning to speak and understand concepts.

She mustered her courage and entered the room, pretending to casually look around, but actually secretly searching for the source of the sound.

My gaze swept over the items in the room one by one, finally settling on a glass cabinet.

Like a precious exhibit, a dark green crystal was placed in a display case. It looked extremely beautiful, with a unique luster that blended metal and gemstone.

"Kane, what is this?"

"Oh, that... it's a special type of Originium structure. I bought it because it's quite pretty, and it's also a research subject."

That bastard Kane! You're the one who kidnapped me! What kind of decoration are you?! I just can't move right now, but once I recover, I'll make you pay!

To understand why things turned out this way, we need to look at how Kane was handling Mon3tr—currently, a link cannot be established, and to make Mon3tr manifest its beast form, it would require a large amount of energy. Aside from the lack of a suitable application scenario, what if it were discovered and made the news?

Rhodes Island has now been established, and Kal'tsit is likely already establishing her own intelligence network, so she naturally won't overlook the Columbia region.

Kane doesn't want to clash with Rhodes Island again so soon.

So he restricted Mon3tr's movement, and then... put it in the cabinet.

After all, keeping things locked in a safe all the time isn't a solution; it's dark and gloomy, which isn't good for a "child's" mental health.

Wow... what on earth did Kane bring back? Should I warn him?

Muirsey almost thought the movie plot had come true—Blue Cardwood movies often feature scenes where Originium turns into monsters. But in reality, Originium is just Originium.

Could it be that the movie actually has a basis in reality?

Muirses decided to go back and investigate first to see if this dark green Originium truly existed. Then, based on the results of her investigation, she would decide whether or not to tell Kane the truth.

After that, the two didn't do anything particularly special. Muirsey brought a videotape of her favorite movie, and Kane had recently bought a brand-new projector. He claimed it was an extracurricular activity required for his elective film appreciation course.

(II) lhing尔尔医伞零7罢鸸 A movie is already a long time, not to mention that Muirsey insisted that this series must be watched in two movies to be satisfied. By the time the movie ended, it was already late at night.

Kane didn’t mind Muirsay staying overnight, but she felt that would make her seem too frivolous, so she didn’t offer it.

"Come on, I'll take you home."

"Thank you so much, my protector!"

Kane gave a proper knightly salute, which amused Muirsey and made her smile knowingly.

Chapter 68 The Gang's Counterattack

The two walked along Henley Avenue toward the nearest station.

Before they had gone far, Kane suddenly reached out and stopped Muirsay.

"Kane?"

"get out."

Kane shouted sharply towards the street corner ahead. As soon as he finished speaking, several men dressed in various styles emerged from the shadows, their eyes fierce, and they all lunged at Kane!

Two warlocks prepared spells from behind, while six melee fighters surrounded and attacked.

Kane quickly assessed the enemy's strategy and immediately shielded Muirsay behind him.

"Müllerse, stay behind me and don't go anywhere."

"I see."

Surprisingly, Muirsey did not panic. She calmly assessed the situation, hiding closely behind Kane and cautiously observing the approaching assassins.

Two magical attacks struck first, pure and violent Originium energy rushing straight at Kane! If hit by these two blows, he would be severely injured even if he didn't die.

Kane raised his hand, and the Pure Originium ring on his finger flashed slightly. Two spells of equal size were instantly fired, accurately intercepting the opponent's attack in mid-air!

"How could it be so fast!?"

"Watch out! This guy's a high-level warlock! Don't let him create distance!"

These men are Colombian agents who work closely with multiple criminal families—they are clearly more professional than ordinary gangster assassins.

Based solely on that round of spellcasting, they could tell that Kane's casting speed and precision were astonishing, making him undoubtedly the strongest warlock they had ever encountered.

What good luck, he's a sorcerer. In this confined space, there's no way to create distance. Once our men surround him, we can easily take him down.

The two warlocks in the distance were already confident of victory—being warlocks themselves, they knew all too well the consequences of being caught in close combat by warriors. Unfortunately for them, they probably wouldn't be able to stay in Columbia afterward. Daring to make a move in Tremont meant they were bound to be wanted.

But it doesn't matter, the money the Syracuse gave them was enough for them to go to Victoria and start a new life.

“Er Yinshan+.Wu7 Liushan Er ah!”

Boom-!

With a scream and a heavy thud, their hopes were shattered. Their teammate, who was charging ahead, was sent flying backward, crashing hard into a streetlight behind him—the steel lamppost snapped in two! Needless to say, the unfortunate fellow's bones weren't much better off.

"What's going on?! Isn't he a warlock?!"

"The intelligence report said he's registered at the boxing gym... but he's only been training for about a year..."

The surviving agents quickly calmed down, huddled together, and prepared for battle, no longer daring to rush forward and risk their lives.

"It seems you investigated me. But unfortunately—not thoroughly enough."

A year of training time is correct, but achieving champion-level skill in just one year is also true!

The broken streetlight went out completely, and the only source of light on the street disappeared. Although it wasn't pitch black, everyone could barely make out each other's outlines.