Honkai: Strijder (Honkai Impact 3 Male MC)

In the exquisite and grand Archbishop's office, Otto held a paper document and flipped through it page by page. The room's environmental control systems maintained the temperature and humidity at the most comfortable levels, creating an atmosphere like a spring garden filled with the scent of flowers and the earth, making one feel utterly at ease.

He was reading the paper Sigurd had sent earlier, which discussed the existence of the soul. While Otto had already meticulously reviewed the theoretical framework and experimental data, the content was already well-known to him. However, this article, from its conception to experimental design and logical validation, was flawless, filled with the beauty of rationality and logic.

For a scientific genius like Otto, such a high-quality paper was like a masterpiece, allowing him to savor it endlessly, reluctant to put it down. The last time he felt like this was when he read Dr. Einstein's manuscript on the theory of relativity. Obscure thoughts and smooth logic coexisted, it was simply a masterpiece!

"Ah, Sigurd~"

Otto sighed with deep longing—though they had never met in person, Otto was already missing the thought of a face-to-face meeting with Sigurd.

Then, Amber entered through the door.

"Lord Otto, are you wasting your time playing games again- Oh, I apologize, that's not the case."

Amber bowed with an expressionless face.

Otto twitched his eye corner.

"What kind of image do you have of me in your mind? Well, never mind that. What's the matter?"

"I have two things to report. Firstly, we lost contact with the Oceania Schicksal Branch three minutes ago."

Amber replied coldly and without expression.

Otto raised his head, and his reading came to a halt.

"I see... I probably know what's going on. Finish telling me what you need to, and then I'll think about how to deal with it."

Otto closed the paper with an indifferent expression.

Then, Amber opened a virtual screen in front of him and said expressionlessly:

"The second thing is that half a minute ago, in the monitoring footage from Lady Durandal's location, I discovered this."

"Why would there be a problem with Bianka...?"

But as Otto saw the footage, his expression changed instantly:

"Sigurd ╭(°A°`)╮!!!"

...

Sigurd plucked a small sphere from the air.

Compared to the original worker bees, the current worker bees were much smaller, about two or three times the size of his hand. Their round and glossy black bodies were adorned with luminescent patterns and protruding structures, exuding a sense of science fiction and cold danger.

As he made his move, the air was filled with countless tiny spherical entities, even wandering around Rita and Durandal's bodies before revealing their true forms.

Even Durandal hadn't noticed their approach before they revealed themselves.

"The Hive System, a self-regulating combat robot system I developed... Well, Otto contributed a bit too. Anyway, the finished product is here, but it hasn't undergone a proper combat test yet. A-rank Valkyries won't cut it, but with you being an S-rank, you should be able to reveal some issues for me."

"So, you want to engage in combat with me to test the maturity of your technology? That's fine; I'm quite experienced in this."

"Good. Consider this a special commission then. Afterward, I'll treat you to something to eat—or you can bring up the issue of compensation. I think there aren't many things I can't provide within Schicksal."

"No need, this is what I naturally should do."

Durandal replied with a sense of justice.

But Rita, carrying the picnic basket, twitched her mouth.

Durandal was too innocent to notice anything amiss.

However, Rita had heard it. When Sigurd mentioned Otto, the internal sense of equality and the casual mention of compensation... This man is a big shot, an absolute big shot, much higher than anyone she has ever met before!

Lady Durandal, you probably don't know what you've missed. If it were me, I would have already obtained Theresa's private photo album!

With the picnic basket in hand, Rita's expression became even more humble and meek.

And so, the test began.

Durandal had already entered the stage of returning from the world, and her golden finger was officially activated. Although she hadn't reached the state of total dominance, she had already demonstrated abilities far surpassing the title of Valkyrie.

Lasers, Honkai-imbued edged weapons, electromagnetic restraint fields, subsonic weapons, micro-range nuclear explosions, Honkai-imbued projectile weapons, energy shields, phase displacement devices, and other high-tech equipment... The test turned into a fierce and intricate battle of technology and tactics.

'Most of my arsenal are ineffective, she is truly living up to her reputation'

Durandal faced numerous deadly attacks but moved through them like a breeze, freely dodging and destroying the worker bees.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The commotion grew louder, and more destruction occurred. More Valkyries gathered to watch the spectacle. However, the highly popular Miss Rita obediently stood behind, and this scene was enough to dispel any doubts. Thus, the Valkyries who had arrived simply watched without questioning.

However, Rita, looking at the familiar training ground turned chaotic, feeling the increasingly intense vibrations underfoot, finally gathered the courage to address Sigurd, who was monitoring something on the virtual screen.

"Um, Lord, isn't this getting a bit out of hand?"

"Yes, you're right. Durandal is too strong, and this way, the test results aren't clear."

No, no, no! I wasn't talking about that! I meant the damage to the base!

However, Rita couldn't criticize the thoughts of such an influential figure, so she endured it and fell silent with a smile.

"Cough! Cough!"

"Sigurd, stop it, Durandal, you did enough."

A clear voice interrupted the test.

Sigurd raised his hand, and the swarm of worker bees that had filled the sky disappeared. At the same time, some of the worker bees that had been destroyed by Durandal were discreetly removed, taken to an undisclosed location, and either reassembled or completely destroyed, leaving no trace.

Durandal also came to a stop.

Then, all the Valkyries on the scene kneeled in salute and said:

"Greetings, Archbishop!"

"Rise. The maintenance department will come to clean up. The rest of you, disperse."

"Yes!"

Then, Otto looked at Sigurd, spread his arms wide, and walked towards him with a brilliant smile, seemingly wanting to give him an intimate hug.

Sigurd, however, took a step back and made a disdainful sound.

"Tsk! Why did you come at a time like this!?"

My goodness, causing such destruction in someone else's home and still acting so arrogant?

Rita lowered her head, her expression twitched, and she became even more convinced of certain speculations. She looked up to Sigurd with great reverence.

However, Otto scratched his head, his smile still bright, as if he was greatly pleased with this attitude. He said:

"My dear friend, I'm sorry for interrupting your test, but if we continue like this, my base will sink. Next time, let's find a more spacious place, and Durandal can be on standby anytime."

"...Fine."

Sigurd replied somewhat reluctantly, pursing his lips.

Otto laughed heartily, seeming relieved by Sigurd's lack of pursuit.

"Ha, coming all this way to visit me, I must treat you well today. Don't think about leaving so soon!"

"No problem. Although there have been many long-distance communications, actual face-to-face meetings... It's been over twenty years since I've even thought about it. It's time to spend a few days together."

Sigurd replied like that.

Yes, adding the age from his previous life, it had indeed been over twenty years since he had thought about it. However, he shuddered at the thought that he had accidentally imagined the image of Kiana sweetly calling him "Daddy."

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