[WDIDWAMGB] Chapter 95: Factions and Forces Spring into Action

In the pristine laboratory, Casimir, the supervisor, sipped his coffee and quietly examined the report in his hand. The report was accompanied by a photo of a silver-haired girl with an expressionless face standing on a truck, wielding a minigun, looking imposing.

"I never thought...we would see our little princess again in our lifetime," Casimir murmured softly.

"Do you want to deploy the South African Branch?" asked the secretary, who was dressed in black stockings, as she slightly inclined her body in inquiry.

"The South African Branch?" Casimir scoffed. "You mean those fools who played house with Tricell Pharmaceutical in Malvia?"

Casimir casually tossed the report onto his desk and propped up his legs, saying, "Get the plane ready. This time, I want our branch to personally take action."

"I will immediately contact the advanced security personnel and retrieval units," the secretary nodded, about to leave, but he stopped her.

"Who said I want the security division personnel to go?" Casimir frowned.

"Supervisor... you mean...?" The secretary's face showed a hint of confusion.

"Just send one from the security division as an observer. Have two teams from the technical department's execution division sent to the location," Casimir took a sip of his coffee and continued, "As for combat forces... let the Second Princess handle it."

"Second Princess? Are you referring to T-Lillian?" The secretary furrowed her brow and whispered, "But Supervisor, the experimental project with codename T-Lillian is not yet perfected. It still has many flaws..."

"I am well aware that it has many flaws. After all, it is my responsibility," Casimir rudely interrupted the secretary, waving his hand, "In the end, T-Lillian is just a higher-level failed product. It wouldn't have been activated if the T-Lilith Project hadn't been lost. Now, its mission is to retrieve T-Lilith. Once the mission is completed, it will have no further value."

"Understood, sir," the secretary slightly bowed, saying, "So, only T-Lillian is needed for the combat forces in this operation?"

"Of course not. Although it's a game of make-believe, Malvia is indeed a lawless place," Casimir propped his chin with his hand, "Let the Second Princess lead an Undertaker Unit to go, it's a good opportunity to test the effectiveness of this Umbrella Legacy. If the results are satisfactory, I will propose to replace the security forces with them."

"Understood, Supervisor," the secretary bowed again, saying, "Any other instructions?"

"That's all. Hurry and get things done. After all, Africa is not our territory, and I'm afraid that delaying too long will lead to more trouble," Casimir waved his hand, dismissing the secretary. He looked up at the ceiling, lost in thought, then picked up the report on the table again and gazed at the silver-haired girl on it, a faint smile appearing on his face.

"Come, my dear, let's go home with your sister," he whispered softly.

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In a research institute near the newly autonomous region of South Africa, a stunningly beautiful woman with revealing attire and an impressive figure walked briskly down the corridor in high heels. Her face showed elusive joy as she pushed open the office in front of her. Excitedly, she said, "Darling, guess what our people found in Malvia?"

The man sitting behind the desk on the boss's chair, facing away from the woman, raised his head indifferently. He pushed up his sunglasses and said coldly, "Tell me, Excella."

"Come on, don't be so cold..." Seeing the man unmoved by her beauty, the woman named Excella flashed a trace of unwillingness and resentment on her face. She swayed her sexy hips and walked step by step to the man's desk. She then gently sat down and placed a report in her hand on the table. With a sweet voice, she said, "Our people found a lost item of Black Umbrella."

Hearing her words, the man was slightly startled. He slowly turned around, looking up at her with his sunglasses blocking his eyes. Excella could only vaguely see the red light behind the sunglasses but couldn't see his eyes, which made her a little unhappy.

"Lost item..." The man seemed to show some interest. He casually picked up the report from the table and read it attentively, while she took the opportunity to reach out and gently stroke the man's blonde hair.

The man did not resist, whether he tacitly accepted her action or simply didn't care. He just silently read the report in his hand, murmuring softly, "T-Lilith..."

"How about it, darling? Do you like it?" Excella whispered, "As long as you say you like it, I will immediately send someone to fetch it for you..."

"I like it, of course," the man said in a deep voice, "I didn't expect Tyrant to be developed to this extent. This is a brand-new possibility for leading human evolution. All the researchers in the Tyrant factory on Sheena Island should have been minced and fed to dogs."

"So, darling... Do you want me to retrieve her for you?" Excella stroked the man's blonde hair softly and said in a gentle voice, "As long as you ask me, I will immediately bring it to your side."

In the office, there was silence. A doting smile appeared on her face as she waited for the man in front of her to compromise.

"Heh, there's no need..." The man pushed away Excella who was caressing him and spoke in a deep voice.

"What? Darling, don't you want to get it?" A hint of unwillingness flashed across Excella's face, and she sounded urgent. "As long as you beg me, I'll bring it back immediately."

"Don't call me 'darling', Excella, it's disgusting..." The man's face showed a cold and arrogant smile. He stood up, brushed off the dust on the collar of his black coat with his fingers, and turned to her with a sneer. "I don't need your help with this matter. I will personally go and bring that girl back."

With that, he strode out of the office, his steps fierce like a tiger or a wolf.

"Albert!"

Excella, sitting at the desk, couldn't help but call out his name, but he left without even looking back.

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The sea waves gently lapped against the cliff, and inside the mansion on the cliff, a giant nearly three meters tall was carrying a tray with tea and pastries, walking softly in the corridor.

He was dressed in a butler's suit in an oversized size, wearing boat-like leather shoes on his feet, and his body was wrapped in bandages. He had white hair all over his head, and despite trying to lower his footsteps, his weight still made the wooden floor underneath groan.

He carefully pushed open the exquisite wooden door in front of him, bent down, and entered the room, respectfully placing the tray on the table. Under the bandages, a voice that sounded old and somewhat twisted and eerie echoed out from the monstrous butler.

"Umbrella and Tricell are moving."

Sitting next to a beautiful small round table, there was a blonde woman wearing a black long dress. She silently looked at the book in her hand, not lifting her head. A faint, hoarse voice came from her red lips.

"What is the reason?"

"They want to take T-Lilith from your husband," the tall monstrous butler replied respectfully.

"Heh..." She gently closed the book in her hand and took a sip of tea made by the butler. She said softly, "Who is involved?"

"The European Branch's Supervisor, Casimir, dispatched a new test subject, T-Lillian, and the Undertaker Unit. And from Tricell, Albert Wesker personally intervened," the butler answered.

"What a grand arrangement. I feel that the little one might not be able to hold on..." The blonde woman chuckled lightly. She raised her head, her snake-like orange-red eyes gazing at her butler. She said softly, "I really didn't want to show up early. I wanted to give Black Umbrella a surprise..."

Gently swaying her golden hair, revealing a mole under her right eye, the blonde woman sighed helplessly. "Although I am unwilling, it seems there is no other way. Mr. Harman, would you be willing to accompany me on this trip?"

"I would gladly accompany you, Miss, through fire and water," the monstrous butler bowed.

Hearing the butler's response, the blonde woman stood up. She walked barefoot on the carpet, her snow-white legs extending from under her black dress like porcelain. She gently flicked her hair on her shoulder, and with her movement, a golden flame appeared beside her, then gradually disappeared into the air.

"I'm troubling you again, Harman," she said softly.

"No problem, Miss..." The butler slightly bowed, saying, "Everything is for the glory of the Ashford family."