Honkai: Strijder (Honkai Impact 3 Male MC)

Just as Sigurd was about to reach the door, a small hand suddenly grabbed onto his sleeve.

"Hey! What's the deal with them? Why should I, a legless person, be forced to attend such classes? Do they want me to be a comical character like a wheelchair martial artist?"

Wendy tugged at Sigurd's clothes, looking displeased.

Sigurd lowered his head.

"First, you're temporarily unable to move, not legless. Second, they'll be able to move sooner or later. And what the Valkyries are learning, the Schisckal combat techniques, is a simplified version of Fu Hua's martial arts. Understanding it more will not only help control Honkai better, which will aid in the gem extraction surgery, but also allow you to recover combat effectiveness more quickly when you stand up again. Any more questions?"

"Um— okay, then. You should have told me earlier! I thought you were just dumping me here to avoid the hassle, hmph!"

Wendy let go of his hand, sounding either satisfied or still unhappy with a hmph.

Sigurd looked at his wrinkled sleeve and Wendy's pouting expression. He reached out, pinching her cheek and pulling it.

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!"

"I've noticed that you've been disrespecting me more lately."

Sigurd squinted his eyes and said coldly.

Wendy winced in pain, still unwilling to give in as she protested:

"Just a mere member of Anti-Entropy, and you want me to submit to you—let go!"

"Oh? Even Otto wouldn't be so impolite to me. You're quite bold. It's snowing heavily outside today, a good day to bury a Valkyrie alive."

Sigurd's words were devoid of emotion, casting a sudden shadow of horror over Wendy, causing all the girls to involuntarily shrink their necks.

Only when facing death do people realize the value of life, and Wendy was no exception.

"I— I'm sorry—"

"What are you sorry for?"

"For being disrespectful to you?"

"And then?"

"I won't do it again next time, Sigurd— Lord Sigurd!"

Tears welled up in the girl's eyes as she spoke, her tone extremely submissive, both from the pain and the fear.

With that, Sigurd let go of her hand, and the frozen atmosphere thawed momentarily.

"Maintain your respect, and let this not happen again."

"Yes, Lord Sigurd."

Sigurd walked away, this time truly leaving the classroom.

"Pay attention to the lesson. Whether you learn or not is not something I force, but don't give up without even trying. That would disappoint me."

Leaving these words behind, he disappeared outside the door.

After Sigurd's figure had vanished for several seconds, Kiana patted her chest dramatically, exhaling with relief:

"He's finally gone, so scary."

"You brought it on yourself."

Sin Mal rolled her eyes, then stared affectionately in the direction Sigurd had left, holding her flushed cheeks:

"As expected, Sigurd is so handsome even when he's angry. Ahh, so cool! Hehe~"

"Simbalah, Your smiling face look ugly"

"A stupid fish who knows nothing but eating like you has no right to criticize me."

"Are you asking for a fight!?"

"Even with just one hand, you can't beat me, weakling tuna!"

"What did you say!?"

The old rivals once again engaged in their banter, but everyone was used to it, silently ignoring the two's commotion.

Only Fu Hua scratched her head, suddenly saying:

"It seems like his temper is quite bad. If he goes too far, you can come to me—"

Fu Hua's reflection and words of concern suddenly came to an abrupt halt.

Because, as she uttered the word "bad," pairs of eyes, expressing disapproval or even clear anger, stared at her.

All the girls, including Wendy still rubbing her cheeks, frowned as they looked at her.

Fu Hua was puzzled, tilting her head.

"Did I say something wrong?"

"You, who understand nothing, should not speak recklessly! Sigurd is not someone you can casually judge!"

Kiana stood up, hands on her hips, speaking with a fierce demeanor.

Just a second ago, Sin Mal was at odds with Kiana, but now she stood by her side, her sharp teeth visible in her sinister expression. It was a silent warning and a threat.

Fu Hua became even more perplexed.

Truth be told, some of these children here were indeed exceptional talents, but no matter how you looked at it, they were just children. Even if you added them all up, they couldn't possibly threaten her. Plus, being naturally indifferent, Fu Hua didn't feel offended.

She was just confused as to why, merely by saying something not quite pleasant, these girls completely disregarded their teacher-student relationship of one or two months and wrote hostility all over their faces.

Could it be that, like Otto, he was also skilled at manipulating people's hearts?

As Fu Hua pondered, Bronya stood up, holding onto Kiana and Sin Mal's shoulders.

"Teacher Fu Hua, please continue your explanation. They're just a bit impulsive. Don't mind them. Just, please refrain from making any unwarranted comments about Sigurd. To us, he is an extraordinary person."

Bronya spoke calmly and expressionlessly, despite being the smallest in stature, she clearly suppressed Kiana's and Sin Mal's impulsiveness.

Both Rozaliya and Liliya nodded in agreement.

The children in the orphanage undoubtedly had a very positive impression of Sigurd.

He had changed the plight of the orphanage, allowing everyone to live the life they desired without worrying about material shortages.

He made Cocoa, who used to be troubled and could hardly sleep on time, now smile every day.

He gave everyone a sense of security, like a brother, a parent, and a friend, silently but meticulously caring for them. Although he rarely spoke, he spoiled them with actions, fulfilling the children's concept of "home" and all the longings they had.

While Raiden Mei and Wendy's emotions were a bit more complicated, Sigurd's style of not treating them like girls did indeed give rise to complaints from the girls with a little bit of girlish heart. However, you should judge a person not by what they say, but by what they do. Having been together for almost half a year, they could sense what kind of person Sigurd was from the details of their daily lives.

A person who didn't understand romance but was really, really good—a description that fit Sigurd perfectly!

Fu Hua sighed.

"Well, it was wrong of me to make conclusions without a deep understanding. Let's continue with the class, starting with the basic 'Heart Essence,' one of the Five Elements—"

Fu Hua proceeded to share her martial arts insights, starting from the basics and delving deeper, thorough and comprehensive.

The apprentices below listened, showing even more seriousness than before. However, how much they could comprehend depended solely on individual aptitude.

After the morning class ended, during lunch, Fu Hua was surprised to see Sigurd join them at the table.

Normally, he would only come out to eat with everyone during dinner.

In Fu Hua's eyes, it seemed like he had a lot on his plate. Despite being the one who invited her to teach, he rarely entered the classroom himself. Instead, he often self-studied through recordings and occasionally came to discuss with her with questions.

But even so, his progress was astonishingly fast, completely incomprehensible.

Among the students who had been attending classes diligently, Raiden Mei and Bronya excelled the most. Even they had only mastered the stance and cultivation methods, with no foreseeable timeframe to nurture the Honkai Energy into manipulable true Qi.

Yet, Sigurd was already able to wield the "Six Fists," its power terrifyingly potent, not much inferior to Fu Hua's millennia-old proficiency—thanks to that bizarre "do-as-I-do" learning method that truly defied common sense.

Because Sigurd was so busy, Fu Hua didn't have much interaction with him.

Due to the conflict in the morning, this time, she didn't shut herself off in solitude, ignoring those around her. Instead, she began to observe Sigurd's words and actions attentively.

Compared to the class, the girls were obviously livelier now, chatting with Sigurd incessantly.

However, Sigurd's response remained as indifferent as ever, only occasionally replying and making small gestures, yet easily eliciting smiles from the girls.

'He's different from Otto.'

Fu Hua chewed her food, silently reflecting.

Although much was still unclear, at least Sigurd wasn't brainwashing anyone. His aloofness was just superficial; he listened attentively to the girls' conversations, and though his responses were somewhat cold, they were genuine, revealing a different kind of maturity and steadiness. He seemed to emit his own light, which attracted these children.

'Maybe I shouldn't have prejudged him just because I know Otto.'

Fu Hua pondered, finding herself curious about the real Sigurd.

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