Compared to Prometheus, who appears cool and sharp-tongued but is actually clingy and cute, Dr. MEI, this so-called "Unit-02" of the system, has positioned herself from a condescending viewpoint since her debut, issuing directives and attempting to guide Fuli along her planned path with words that seem like advice.
In Dr. MEI's eyes, this is only natural.
Her original self was the supreme leader of the Fire Moth, and she has long been accustomed to sitting in the ruler's seat and giving orders.
However, Dr. MEI, pointing at the world, forgot that human emotions are as difficult to control as old Biden's sphincter.
Fuli is not her subordinate, and his personality is typical of someone who responds to coaxing but not coercion.
Discussing things like Prometheus does is fine, but if she tries to forcefully sway his will, his displeasure would be putting it lightly.
Thus, the reality check arrived.
The arrival of St. Freya was exactly Fuli using hard facts to tell Dr. MEI: I may not be a genius who calculates everything, but I am also not a puppet that can be instigated by a system like you with just a few words.
Realizing her own issue, Dr. MEI also groveled at the speed of light. They have a long time ahead together, and it's truly not worth creating a rift over such a trivial matter.
And as she expected, as soon as she admitted defeat, the boy's attitude visibly softened.
He changed the subject: [I remember Prometheus-baby said that currently, you guys can only communicate with me for ten minutes a day?]
[About that.]
Under the soft warm light, a teasing smile slowly appeared on Dr. MEI's face: [If it's Prometheus, her daily quota is indeed only that pitiful ten minutes; as for me, I can last a bit longer in front of you than she can.]
As for how much longer, that depends on how long our Miss Will of Honkai can maintain the imaginary window!
The intrinsic world has its own rules. Despite the Finality Coordinator System mediating, the two residing in Imaginary Space/the Lunar Bubble Universe are still repelled.
This repulsion increases as Fuli's strength grows. It can be understood that the increase in his own "weight" leads to him occupying more "space" in the world, and the karma entangled around him becomes greater.
At first, Fuli was just an ordinary person with some ability, so Prometheus could naturally stick to him anytime, anywhere.
As he grew to B-rank Breaker, the sudden increase in weight drastically shortened this time. After a series of back-and-forth, this time was finally tentatively set at ten minutes a day.
However, as long as they are willing to pay a price, the two on the moon can extend it for a while.
Of course, the one paying this price will only be Prometheus, who incarnated as the Will of Honkai. Even if Dr. MEI wanted to pay, she couldn't do much with her weak, ordinary-human-level body.
In short, it's the cuckquean Prometheus pushing from behind with all her might, in exchange for Dr. MEI and Fuli being able to link up on Earth for a little longer.
Or perhaps incarnating as the bridge for the Cowherd and Weaver Girl on opposite sides of the galaxy to step on her to continue their destiny? Anyway, that's roughly the idea.
...
The riddled Yangwang U8 gradually surfaced amidst the group's banter.
Before they even reached the shore, they saw through the windshield the Schicksal Far East Branch group descending from the sky and facing off against Anti-Entropy.
Cocolia in military uniform and Theresa were at loggerheads in front of the two armies. The well-equipped Valkyrie squad and the mechanical army lined up behind them, exuding a solemn and majestic aura of killing intent.
Glancing at the off-road vehicle trying to sneak ashore, Theresa didn't even seem to move, yet the surging chains of Judah had already suppressed and subdued three Titan mechs attempting to capture Fuli and the others first.
"Hey, vixen... Pfft hahaha!!!"
The Lady Principal, withdrawing her gaze, was just about to say something to Cocolia in front of her, but suddenly clutched her stomach and burst into laughter.
The reason was simple. At this moment, the window of the Yangwang U8 had been rolled down, and a flag was extended from inside:
The front of the flag was pure white, as clean as the French flag.
On the reverse side, there was a drawing. In an abandoned warehouse bathed in moonlight, a standing Theresa Pendragon looked down condescendingly at Emiya Kiana, who had stumbled to the ground. Her disdainful and awe-inspiring little eyes seemed to ask, 'Are you my dear niece?'
Not far from them, Cocolia Cú Chulainn, specifically labeled with the word [MAD DOG] and an arrow pointing to her, was drooling, crawling on all fours with a red spear in her mouth, baring her teeth at the two.
The stick figure drawing replicating the famous FATE scene simply and understandably illustrated the relationship between the parties. Theresa, who originally only planned to cause some trouble for her old rival, raised an eyebrow.
She suppressed her smile. "This Principal is taking those people over there."
"Impossible!"
Working hard for half a day, seeing the checkmate approach, only for these people to jump out and steal the peach?
Even the Tathagata Buddha couldn't tolerate this, let alone Cocolia!
"Impossible? In this Principal's eyes, nothing in this world is impossible!"
Theresa laughed coldly like a villain. Her exquisitely cute doll face made Yuya, who was in the enemy camp, unable to resist reaching out for a virtual hug.
Wuwuwu why is she so cute!!!
Really envy those people in Schicksal, not having to be enemies with the world's number one cutie, Ms. Theresa.
"Oh? Want to fight? Right now! Right here!"
Seeing this, Himeko beckoned to Asakura Miyuki, who had put the bread bag back over her head.
Under everyone's gaze, the girl tremblingly put down the guitar case on her back and opened it, taking out a half-human-height Sunfire Greatsword and handing it over.
'Wow! Miss Himeko actually leaves her weapon with Senpai Miyuki!'
As a Westerner, Susannah was always confused about the difference between "teacher" (Shifu) and "master" (Shifu) in the Eastern context.
Mainly because the pronunciation of the two isn't much different. So only now did she notice that the relationship between Himeko and Asakura Miyuki seemed to be not just teacher and student, but the closer master and disciple.
Thinking of this, Susannah was incredibly envious.
Becoming Murata Himeko's disciple was something Susannah didn't even dare to dream of.
Buzz—
The phone in her pocket vibrated again, and the girl hurriedly took it out to check.
[I-I-I didn't have the courage to kill a Honkai Beast with my own hands when I was an ordinary person. Susannah is the one who is truly amazing!]
"Senpai!!!"
Moved to tears, the girl hurriedly looked around secretly. The bread-bag eccentric she pinpointed shivered and hid behind a huge rock again.
"What? Want to start a war?"
The small interaction between the girls didn't affect the battle situation. Hearing Theresa's arrogant declaration, Cocolia sneered coldly, "Relying on you, who are currently constrained by the 'S-rank Restriction Treaty' and can only exert Critical-Class combat power?"
Bang!
Theresa slammed the 152kg Judah onto the ground. Her稚 face, looking down on the opponent, was full of contempt and disdain. "So what if it's Critical? I'll beat you up just the same!"
"Just a reminder, there's another newly promoted Critical-Class here, Ms. Cocolia, who still retains her charm."
Himeko, shouldering the Surtr Greatsword, laughed weirdly.
Finally meeting a single dog older than herself, she had to mock her fiercely.
"Besides, you don't want to blow this up either, right, Cocolia?"
Just as she handled Theresa earlier, after mocking, Himeko didn't wait for a reply and switched the topic to the main point at light speed:
"I didn't pay attention before, thinking the Belobog aerial carrier wandering around the Sea of Japan these past few months was just the United States, the daddy, beating his son again. But now it seems it was all a distraction for you being in Nagazora City? Such a big hand, what kind of conspiracy are you secretly playing at, you vixen? Tell us and satisfy everyone's curiosity?"
Regarding the aerial carrier battle group, Himeko was just bluffing, mostly probing.
Using an S-rank war unit not controlled by the 'S-rank Restriction Treaty' as cover sounded too shocking.
However, as the one whose inner thoughts were hit, Cocolia's features couldn't help but fluctuate slightly.
Although she readjusted quickly, Theresa and Himeko saw it all.
[Oho! Unexpected harvest! Auntie Himeko still got it!]
[It's nothing, it's nothing. Mainly because this vixen is too shallow, can't compare to Grandma Theresa's deep schemes.]
After 'complimenting' each other in telepathic communication, an aura began to swirl around the two who had been at peace for a long time.
Their original purpose was just to cause trouble for Cocolia, to have an excuse for dispatching the Hyperion without authorization to report to headquarters.
Now it seemed they had caught a big fish!
Unlike the eager St. Freya group, Cocolia was about to have a myocardial infarction.
She couldn't understand why a plan that was so smooth had become so full of twists and turns.
Was there anything wrong with sending Bronya to capture Raiden Mei?
With A-rank powerhouse Bronya + a large number of elite troops, capturing a C-rank without bloodshed should have been a piece of cake, right?
Was there anything wrong with locking Raiden Mei in the Raiden Tower?
Guarded personally by the immortal Yuya, whose strength steadily suppressed her, and with the building's internal layout being impenetrable, a Critical-Class couldn't even think of getting out without three to five minutes!
Was there anything wrong with leading the troops out personally for the siege?
Clearly, these bratty kids were trapped in the lake unable to move an inch; it was like catching a turtle in a jar.
But just as she was about to reap the perfect harvest, Theresa arrived in time with the Valkyrie squad!
Originally, maybe they could have negotiated. Schicksal didn't have much interest in Raiden Mei, the daughter of an Anti-Entropy Executor. At worst, pay some benefits and both sides take a step back.
The key was that Kiana was there!
That was Cecilia's daughter! How could that Saintess's daughter abandon her companion!
Recalling everything that had happened since yesterday noon, Cocolia, completely unaware that she had easily achieved her plan in the previous cycle, and unaware that all of this stemmed from the variable Fuli, revealed a trace of melancholy.
She felt like a clown.
Although she actually was a clown.
"Suffocated in the car for too long, finally can breathe some fresh air outside."
At this moment, the culprit causing Cocolia's lack of freedom, Fuli, jumped out of the car hugging Mikazuki Munechika.
His gaze swept over the confronting Valkyrie squad and mechanical army not far away, and he sighed from the bottom of his heart: "The contrast between Beauty and the Beast is really intense."
"Then which side do you like?"
Kiana, the second one out behind him, narrowed her eyes, emitting a subtle growling sound from her throat.
"Definitely the beauty side."
Fuli put his hands on his hips, righteous and confident. "Friends and enemies, do I even need to choose?"
Mei remained in the car for now. Her identity was special and not suitable for appearing on such an occasion.
As the SUV at the center of the conflict had a change, the reactions from all parties were quite significant.
"Bronya?"
Confirming that the Little Duck quietly carried on Fuli's back hadn't suffered any harm, Cocolia clearly breathed a sigh of relief.
"That child really is..."
Seeing K423 staring at her curiously, Theresa recalled the tearful words Siegfried said when he came to drink with her some time ago. Believing that the real Kiana was dead, Theresa took a deep breath and lowered her eyes.
'Damn it... Kiana, Auntie has failed you.'
"Hmm?"
Keenly noticing her old friend's strange mood, Himeko's gossip radar went off instantly. Considering now wasn't the time to ask, she suppressed her curiosity for later.
Compared to the big shots who had weathered many storms and could suppress their emotions, the girl who couldn't hold back became the wall-breaker to shatter the silence.
"Hey hey hey hey hey! Hey you!"
Asakura Miyuki, carrying the empty guitar case, subconsciously spoke up, staring straight at Fuli's face.
"Sunshine Rainbow White Pony, di di da di di da?"
The latter looked at this bread-bag eccentric breaking the formation in confusion, and subconsciously sang along.
"No no no!"
The girl shook her head like a rattle drum, and her sakura-colored hair that the bread bag couldn't fully contain danced along.
With a burning face, she stared at the bandage on Fuli's forehead, clenched her pink fists, and after pumping herself up repeatedly, shouted without warning:
"YOU!!!"
"YES!!!"
The battle-hardened rebirther was startled into a shiver.
Then he heard the bread-bag eccentric say in a super quiet voice: "...Your forehead, is it injured?"
Fuli gestured to his forehead, which was faintly seeping blood. "Yeah, isn't it wrapped in the supreme big bandage?"
"I-I see..."
Asakura Miyuki opened her mouth, suddenly at a loss for words.
'Heh?'
Himeko, watching from the side, revealed a standard auntie smile.
She rubbed her chin, carefully scrutinizing the bewildered Fuli: 'So the boy who heroically saved my little Miyuki is him. This aura... doesn't look much like the ordinary person described in the data.'
A powerhouse's intuition is more unreasonable than reality's logic. The faint stinging sensation from Fuli made Himeko, a Critical-Class, feel a sense of trepidation just by looking at him.
But more importantly.
She slapped her foolish disciple, who had returned to lonely mode, hard on the back, and casually swung a few times to clear the trash blocking the way: "Hey, injured Brother Fuli over there! We have a pretty good army doctor here, do you need her to treat you?"
The Big Sister, shouldering the greatsword again, winked at him: "It's free!"
"Eh?"
Before Asakura Miyuki could react, a force from behind gently pushed her forward.
The girl stumbled forward a few steps, looked up, and found she had crossed the hundred-meter distance and arrived in front of Fuli.
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