"I was just experiencing Delta's pace of life!"
"...I may not have heard it clearly. Can you say it again?"
Otto pointed to his ear and asked dully.
Durandal straightened her back, took a deep breath, and said seriously and honestly:
"Your Excellency, Delta is the first successful artificial Herrscher, and there is no prior experience on how to maintain her physical and mental health. Given this situation, immersing myself in her lifestyle and understanding her mood and feelings will provide valuable insights for Schicksal in handling similar issues in the future.
In addition, I believe that anyone who can conquer the heart of a Herrscher by sheer will must have precious beliefs worth learning. I also hope to strengthen myself through this!"
"Therefore, I have been following Delta's pace of life. Of course, it was a major mistake not to bring a communicator. I will remember this lesson and definitely..."
Otto's mouth twitched, and he quickly waved his hand to interrupt Durandal's report. It was hard for him to fathom what kind of thinking led Durandal to believe that learning from a slacker would be beneficial for the future. He could only marvel at Delta's ability to lead others astray.
Otto barely maintained a calm smile and said decisively:
"I order you to stop this study."
"But Lord Otto..."
"Stop. This is an order."
"Yes!"
Durandal appeared a little unwilling but still prioritized the order, nodding obediently.
Throughout the process, Rita stood beside Otto, holding a glass tea set, repeatedly wanting to speak but stopping herself. It was not until Durandal nodded that Rita's bright and beautiful face showed a relieved expression.
Otto also silently breathed a sigh of relief. After a moment of silence, he said:
"It has been a while since the end of the experiment. I think Delta's condition has been very stable, right?"
"Yes, she has been lazily staying in her residence, with no signs of losing control."
"Well, you should return to headquarters as soon as possible after this mission. Try to reduce your contact with her alone in the future, or at least bring Rita with you when you meet her again."
Otto recalled his impression of Delta, and couldn't help but envision the lethargy she inspired, affecting even the diligent Durandal, he can already imagine this straight laced faced Bianka lying in front of the sunset with a salted fish expression.
"Hiss!"
He covered his face, feeling a little toothache.
In short, it was definitely a nightmare!
Otto silently turned his eyes to Rita.
'Protect our Durandal! Prevent the invasion of the Delta virus!'
'Yes, sir!'
Rita completely received the eager expectation, so she put on a serious face and nodded solemnly.
Only Durandal nodded blankly, with a confused look in her eyes, not understanding why. But since it was Otto's order, she had to obey it.
"Let's get back to the topic. You have read the information about Welt and Chiyou. Next, I will give the orders."
"Yes!" ×2
Durandal and Rita lowered their heads simultaneously, making a gesture of attentive listening. Otto crossed his fingers, leaned on the table, and said slowly:
"The situation is more complicated this time. I will outline the requirements, and you must make your own judgments on the scene to implement them."
"First, ensure the safety of Saint Freya's combatants, especially K423. If she is on the scene, her life must be guaranteed. Second, eliminate Chiyou in the sea, preventing it from threatening the mainland of Shenzhou. Third, let Welt engage with Chiyou as much as possible. If feasible, keep him in the East Shenzou Sea."
"The first two are mandatory, and the third one is up to your discretion. Just do your best; Welt is not worth sacrificing our S-ranks. That would be too great a loss."
"Are all the above understood?"
Durandal and Rita placed their fists over their left chests and bowed:
"Yes, Overseer!" ×2
"The official order documents and route arrangements will be sent later. Durandal, you will convey them to Delta and Wendy and lead the operation."
"Durandal obeys!"
Otto nodded with satisfaction. He was always confident in Durandal's execution ability, so after addressing the life issues, he quickly cut off the communication with Oceania.
Rita remained bowed, listening attentively. She knew she had other orders. Otto said calmly:
"Rita, I want you to investigate Welt's purpose in Saint Freya. If it is related to the holy blood of Schariac, do not allow him to take any relevant samples or information, even if it means destroying the underground base. If it concerns K423...report to me immediately, and I will make a judgment."
"Yes, Archbishop!"
"In addition, act as a recorder during the expedition against Chiyou. If Delta has a chance to perform, record her combat data in detail, which will be very helpful for our future."
Rita was momentarily stunned.
Is it because Miss Delta was not in a stable state when she confronted Lord Durandal, making that battle insufficient as a criterion?
Rita pondered and nodded again. As a highly comprehensive S-ranj Valkyrie, she understood the importance of information warfare, so she noted this task.
Otto's mouth curled up, confident in Rita's ability.
Then, he turned to look at the sky outside the window and sighed.
"If there is a chance, keeping Welt would be great. The Herrscher Core is valuable, and Anti-Entropy has been a nuisance for too long. Losing their leader will surely make them settle down, right?"
If they remain restless, without Welt who was a Herrscher who needed to be guarded against, the remaining Anti-Entropy forces can be cleaned up without any scruples.
"Heh."
There was no malice in Otto's voice. He even smiled, a kind and gentle smile of concern for an old friend.
Rita's heart trembled, then she straightened her back, bowed her head, and said solemnly in submission:
"Yes, Overseer!"
...
"Boom!"
On the other side, like a stage scene about to unfold, a huge spaceship that had just left its optical invisibility state slowly landed at the Anti-Entropy East Shenzou Sea Base.
"Tsk!"
In the messy wind, Cocolia looked down at the coffee in her hand, a trace of disgust appearing on her charming face.
"I was so busy that I came here to wait! It's all dirty now. Sin, change my cup."
"It's just as well that I don't drink it. Too much caffeine intake is harmful to the body!"
Sin pouted her little mouth with glee and took out a cup of warm milk from the dining cart beside her, handing it to Cocolia.
Cocolia pouted her rosy lips and turned her head.
"Hmph! I just want coffee!"
"Grow up, Mom! You're not young anymore; you have to take care of yourself."
"You're so long-winded! I said I want coffee, so I want coffee. If you don't give it to me, I'll deduct your pocket money!"
"(╬ ̄皿 ̄) Hmm?"
Sin narrowed her eyes, and her original smile suddenly turned into a fierce glare.
Cocolia drank the warm milk.
"Come to think of it, milk is quite delicious!"
"Hmph!"
Sin snorted proudly, busying herself at the mobile dining cart, and quickly made two cups of fragrant coffee, placing them on the tray held by Ningdi. Einstein and Tesla, who had come from afar, were approaching.
Ninti walked over with the coffee and held it in front of the two.
"Thank you, Ninti. Long time no see."
Einstein smiled gently, picked up the coffee, and reached out to touch Ninti's golden hair.
Ninti's mouth corners raised a barely perceptible arc, and a pair of clear, transparent eyes looked up at the two motionlessly.
Then Tesla squatted down, hugged Ninti suddenly, and excitedly rubbed her face against Ninti's little face.
"Ah! My baby Ninti! Sister Tesla misses you so much! How have you been recently? Do you miss your sister? My Ninti is so cute, I want to take you home and hug you for 24 hours!"
"Ninti... I miss... Tesla and Sister Einstein..."
Ninti accepted Tesla's closeness without resistance and said slowly while overcoming the language difficulties caused by the rubbing.
Einstein's smile became softer and more loving. Tesla even laughed a little crazily.
"Hehehe! Ninti, my good Ninti! Sister loves you so much!"
"That's enough. What are you doing to my daughter in front of me, you red-haired nympho!"
Cocolia came over, forcibly pried Tesla's hands apart, and pulled Ninti, who "didn't know how to resist," behind her to protect her.
Tesla stood up, put her hands on her waist in dissatisfaction, and then said sarcastically:
"Hey, isn't this Cocolia? Still like this after not seeing you for a few days? Have you been scolded by your daughter into only daring to drink milk?"
"Get out! I'm happy, right?"
"Hahaha! Of course you can! It should be said that a barbaric woman like you deserves to be disliked and taught a lesson by your daughter!"
"You want to die, right?!"
Cocolia pulled the corner of her mouth into a fake smile.
The two looked at each other as if arcs shot out from both eyes, fighting fiercely in the air, with gunpowder everywhere.
Fortunately, Ninti poked her head out from behind Cocolia in time. "Sin really cares about Mom."
"Sin is good at taking care of everyone, very good."
Ninti gave a thumbs-up with a dull expression.
Then the three adults turned their eyes to Sin.
Sin pinched her skirt with both hands, her face turning red. She forced a stubborn expression, saying:
"What are you looking at? What's so good about it? It's because there are too many idiots at home, and Mom is the biggest idiot, so I... I..."
"That's right! My Sin is the best! She takes care of me, and I'm so happy! My baby takes care of my food, clothing, housing, and transportation. Do you have that? Every one of my daughters is the cutest in the world. Do you have that, Tesla?"
Cocolia opened her arms, hugged Sin and Ninti on the left and right, and tilted her head proudly.
Tesla's smile disappeared. "Are you kidding me?!"
"Heh! You can't understand the joy of having a daughter, Dr. Lobster Head!"
"Who are you calling a lobster?"
"I'll talk to whoever says that!"
The two of them put their foreheads together, staring at each other, and the situation was tense. Although, if you ignore the atmosphere, the closeness between the energetic and delicate beautiful girl and the strong and powerful queen is actually quite pleasing to the eye.
And Einstein, Sin, and Ninti looked at each other in silence.
It seemed that the long-awaited joint action between the conservatives and the radicals encountered a dilemma they should not have faced at the beginning!
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