章節 122: Chapter 122: Otto: Tough Fist!
Hospitals were never a relaxing place, with the pungent smell of disinfectant lingering in the air, making people unconsciously feel weighed down.
Kiana didn't like staying there, but now she seemed to have a reason she couldn't ignore.
This was the Weimar Laboratory in North Africa, and Kiana was currently located a thousand meters underground.
The white-haired girl sat beside a sickbed, shifting her gaze away from the boy on the bed. Worry was evident in her eyes as she silently reached out, picking up an apple from the side and began peeling it.
"You're peeling it, but he can't eat it now." A voice came from beside her, and Kiana, holding the apple, turned to look at the blonde Valkyrie.
"I'm hungry." Kiana paused in her apple-peeling motion, smiling to cover the awkwardness.
Durandal didn't expect Kiana to respond like this. The right hand flipping through the book also paused for a moment. She turned to Kiana , smiling, and said, "Give me a piece."
Kiana : "???"
One could only say that she was indeed the strongest Valkyrie of Schicksal. With just a few words, she revealed everything and made Kiana, who had evolved for several eras, to regress.
"Oh, sure, here you go." After a moment of surprise, Kiana used a small knife to cut off a piece of the peeled apple and handed it to Durandal.
"Thanks." Durandal accepted it, placing the apple into her mouth and expressing her gratitude.
After that, the two had no other topics to discuss. The laboratory, resembling a sickroom, fell quiet again, and a serene atmosphere gradually spread...
In the end, Kiana broke the strange atmosphere. She looked at the boy lying on the bed and asked, "Hasn't he woken up yet?"
Durandal shook her head, her expression also showing confusion. "I don't know. The instruments of Schicksal have been checked, and there's no problem, but he just won't wake up."
She shook her head, looking at Kiana, and continued, "The bishop can't wait too long. If he doesn't wake up soon, the bishop might consider letting you try, even though your control over the powers of the Herrscher is not outstanding right now."
Kiana fell silent, and Durandal did not say much. She picked up the book again, reading.
The two plump thighs peeked out from under the armored skirt, gracefully crossing each other. Between the armored skirt and the knee-high black stockings, in the absolute territory, was the seemingly sunless fair skin. Durandal, with a novel in her hand, read with seriousness. There was a faint smile on her lips, as if she had just come across an interesting scene in the book and couldn't help but smile.
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Elegant and dignified, while maintaining the modesty of a lady. Ignoring her identity, Durandal was indeed a woman with great charm. She was as radiant as the morning sun, attracting the gaze of many.
Kiana gazed at Durandal faintly, unconsciously sitting up straight and changing to nibbling on the apple in small bites, seemingly stirred by some inexplicable sense of competition.
Suddenly, a voice broke the strange atmosphere.
"The Sherlock Holmes Detective Collection... Your taste is pretty good. I wonder what Fu Hua would think if she saw it?"
Durandal hesitated for a moment, turned her head, and indeed found that Chase had awakened.
............
Chase hadn't expected to return directly to the main storyline world after the simulation ended.
He lay on the hospital bed with a frustrated expression, his emotions genuinely complex.
Just defeated Kevin, the strongest of the ancient civilization, only to encounter Durandal, the strongest of the current civilization. Quite a day, huh?
Opening his eyes, he saw Durandal, who was engrossed in detective novels. It seemed refreshing.
Durandal exuded an artistic aura from head to toe. If you didn't say it, who would know she was the legendary strongest Valkyrie of Schicksal?
"You finally woke up," Durandal closed her book, brushed her golden hair lightly, and looked at Chase with a calm expression, revealing no ripples.
"If you didn't wake up, I'm afraid I'd have to send you to the dissection table, and Otto would take you apart. So, I guess I'm quite lucky,"
Chase self-deprecatingly chuckled. Then he looked at Kiana, who was sitting in a ladylike posture nearby, feeling strange. Kiana's expression at this moment was also somewhat unnatural, and she ate an apple to ease the embarrassment.
"The bishop indeed had that thought, but since you're awake, it's naturally not applicable," Durandal was, as always, straightforward. "Do you have anything else to ask?"
"Where is this place?"
"The Weimar Laboratory in North Africa. You don't need to think about using your powers to escape from here. The bishop anticipated this situation and took countermeasures," Durandal said. "By the way, if you want to break through this wall and escape, you might as well give up."
"If you are confident that you can drill through a thousand meters of ground before I can stop you..." Durandal added.
"That bishop really went to great lengths. This level of attention is quite surprising and makes me feel honored," Chase smiled. The power within the Stigmata retracted as he withdrew his hand somewhat discontentedly. "Not only did he place me in an environment that restricts me, but he also specially assigned a powerful warrior like you to guard me. It's truly thoughtful."
In the end, Chase gave his evaluation, "Well done. Next time, tell him not to bother."
"..." Durandal remained silent for a moment, as if organizing her thoughts. She continued, "I can hardly be considered strong. Your strength is too overwhelming, and it's not unreasonable for Schicksal to place you here."
"Schicksal needs your cooperation for research, and it's also for better combating the Honkai, saving more people."
Chase looked at Durandal, who was serious. He shook his head, a smirk playing on his lips, as he asked with a curious tone, "If that's the case, how do you explain the resurrection of the Void Herrscher by Schicksal a few months ago, causing a global catastrophe, and tens of millions died as a result? Does resurrecting the already dead Herrscher also contribute to fighting the Honkai? I've fought Miss Durandal, and I believe with her strength, she could have stopped Otto's plan, but you didn't."
"Can I assume that Miss Durandal supports Otto's plan and considers those tens of millions of lives expendable?"
Chase looked at Kiana, who was sitting quietly on a stool, observing the conversation between the two, and continued, "During the Arc City incident, Miss Durandal persisted in fighting me despite knowing the existence of the Honkai bomb. Doesn't that already express your stance?"
In a rapid-fire series of questions, Chase stared into Durandal's eyes, trying to find a hint of confusion in those deep blue eyes. However, there was none. Durandal's will was even more resolute than Chase had imagined.
Facing Chase's inquiries, Durandal remained calm, showing no signs of annoyance or confusion. She calmly spoke, "I have never approved of the bishop's plan, nor do I think the lives of those tens of millions are insignificant."
"The reason I stand with Schicksal is simply that without Schicksal, who else can protect those tens of billions from the Honkai? Will it be the entropy that is still not unified, or the World Serpent executing its crazy plan?"
"There is no absolute good or evil in this world; there is only a mission. I am just fighting for my own mission."
Kiana, slightly widening her eyes, seemed somewhat incredulous at Durandal's words. Chase patted her back slightly, trying to comfort her.
With her mouth slightly open, Kiana seemed like she wanted to say something, but after looking at Chase, she ultimately didn't utter a word. She just sat quietly.
Clap, clap—
"Truly the strongest Valkyrie of Schicksal, possessing a dedication that ordinary people cannot comprehend just with this belief," Chase couldn't help but applaud, smiling.
"But Miss Durandal, it seems you've misunderstood something."
"What?"
"Schicksal may be fighting against the Honkai, but the ultimate goal of Schicksal's Archbishop, Otto Apocalypse, has never been about fighting the Honkai. Controlling Schicksal is just a means to better fulfill his personal wish."
"Five hundred years of painstaking work, just to resurrect his beloved. Sadly, the one he loves doesn't love him."
"Don't you agree, Archbishop?" Chase said, looking outside.
And outside the door, Otto involuntarily clenched his fist.
The fist had hardened!
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