I am Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes.

Kusanagi's eyes suddenly lit up. The death lines on the prototype pulse katana in Ren's hand instantly caught his eye. He took the opportunity to knock the katana out of Ren's hand and then swung his short sword fiercely.

"Bang! Ping-pong—clang!"

Like the sound of shattering glass, the two weapons clashed once more, and both shattered simultaneously.

Only the hilt remained of the katana in Lian's hand; the blade flew high into the air and landed on the ground far away.

Meanwhile, the prototype pulse short sword in Kusanagi's hand was smashed into pieces, leaving only the hilt.

"..." Himeko fell silent.

According to convention, at this point, I should declare a draw.

However, the battle was over in less than a minute.

Yes, both sides' weapons were damaged by the other at the same time.

And judging by its condition, it's the kind of thing that can't be fixed.

Himeko covered her face and sighed, "It's a draw. We'll stop here. The exam is over."

Thus, both Kusanagi and Ren were completely dumbfounded.

"Alright, isn't it better to end it sooner? Clean up the area, your test is over." Himeko helplessly wrote down the scores on the two of them's scoreboards and sighed, "Okay, go and rest."

So, Kusanagi removed the Full Bottle from his waist, and Ren, looking completely bewildered, followed Kusanagi off the testing platform.

"...Pfft, hahaha, you two really do have a certain level of chemistry, hahaha..."

Gil couldn't help but burst out laughing. "Lian wanted to use the sixth-generation ultimate sword technique, Shattered Fang, to destroy Yin's weapon, but after you discovered Lian's intention, you simply went all out and used the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception to destroy Lian's weapon. And that's how it ended up... Hahahaha, you two are really in sync."

The battle lasted only forty-odd seconds, leaving even the two Valkyries who were preparing on the other side completely bewildered.

Huh? That's strange, why is it my turn? How come the battles before mine ended in less than a minute?

"Who knew it would turn out like this..." Ren pouted, somewhat displeased. "If it were a real fight, I would definitely win."

“…Yes, I don’t deny it.” Kusanagi nodded and said.

Jill looked at the two people in front of her, smiled, and then reached out and pressed her hands on their heads. "Alright, the exams are over anyway, so relax a bit. I won't interfere if you two make a little noise tonight, as long as you don't stay up all night, the rest is none of my business."

"Yes! Thank you, Master!" Lian immediately threw herself into Jill's arms and gave her a big hug.

"If you keep doing this, Restia will get jealous," Gil said with a helpless smile. "Restia, are you just going to watch?"

"It doesn't matter, right? Because Lian said she likes you, right?" Black feathers slowly drifted away, and a dark elf with night-colored hair appeared beside Lian. "Anyway, the most important person to Lian is definitely me."

Yes, he looks very proud.

Jill ruffled Lian's long hair. "Go back and rest first. I still need to finish proctoring the remaining exams, and..."

Jill turned her gaze and fixed it on a figure.

A beautiful girl with gray-gold hair and wine-red eyes, wearing a black silk maid outfit with rose accessories, a cow horn rose Katyusha on her head.

“That person is…” Lian also noticed the figure.

Because that person was so unique. In the standard Valkyrie armor of Schicksal's Far East branch, only that figure was wearing an outfit that was clearly a maid's uniform...

“Rita Losweiser.” Jill pursed her lips. “One of the only three S-class Valkyries of Schicksal, the vice-captain of the Undying Blade, and one of Otto’s confidantes.”

Seemingly noticing Jill's gaze, Rita turned in Jill's direction, gave her a slight smile, and politely bowed.

“…” Jill nodded slightly in return, and then he dialed the number of the [Azure Dragon] base.

The call was quickly answered, and Randolph's voice came through, "Your Majesty, what are your orders?"

“Go and inform Gross,” Gil said, narrowing his eyes. “Come to St. Freya Academy.”

“…Okay, I understand,” Randolph replied quickly.

"Phew, I hope it doesn't get worse." Jill put down her phone. "Alright, go back and get some rest."

"Um, Gross is..." Kusanagi asked with some curiosity.

“The third user,” Jill said.

"So... the captain of [Dragon Fang]?" Kusanagi asked, realizing that possibility.

The leader of the Dragon Fang, the third user of the Squeeze Driver, and also the user of the Rider, one of the first generation of weapons designed by Gil.

"Yes, there are some benefits to calling him over," Jill nodded.

That person, although adept at getting the short end of the stick, is actually quite reliable when it comes to being dependable...

Chapter 212 I am now invincible!

Siberia.

"Hoo hoo..." The young man with light golden hair yawned listlessly.

He casually waved his hand, "This life is so boring."

If you look closely, you'll see that there are piles of white and purple fragments under the young man's feet, as well as some pinkish-purple liquid.

There were also some messy black fragments, as well as some metal fragments.

It is clear that these fragments originally came from the bodies of Honkai Beasts or zombies.

However, the young man in front of him was holding a huge lance in one hand, looking bored, as if he had seen a boring scene and was somewhat listless.

"Boss, we've cleared out all the Honkai Beasts in this area."

Just hearing such a voice, one could tell that the person must have an unwavering will, and a large black man with black hair walked over carrying a huge axe.

"Perfect timing, Marott." A smile appeared on the young man's somewhat wicked face. "Did you collect the commission?"

“I’ve accepted it.” Marott nodded. “However, besides the commission and the news that the area has been cleared, there’s one more thing.”

"Speak, speak, I'm listening," the young man said, planting the massive spear beside him upside down in the ground.

The spear was over 2.4 meters long, and the young man was already over 1.9 meters tall. Even with the spearhead stuck upside down in the floor, the part of the spear sticking out was still a little taller than the young man.

The young man leaned against the gun barrel. "Anyway, it'll probably just be a new mission, right?"

"Indeed, but it was Randolph's communication."

"Randolph? What does that guy want with me?" The young man was somewhat surprised. He raised his hand, pulled out the spear beside him, and then disassembled the spear shaft. "I remember the last intelligence that came from [Shadow] was that that guy had been defeated by a little girl, and now he's a teacher and coach at St. Freya Academy."

Marott nodded. "That's true, but that so-called little girl, well..."

"I know, I know, he's the king's disciple." The young man waved his hand impatiently. "A loss is a loss, there's no need to argue."

“…Alright, then I’ll continue…” Marott sighed, then said in a serious tone, “I hope you can come to St. Freya Academy; something exciting is about to happen.”

"The above are the original words of that [Mad Lion]."

"Hey, this is something interesting... Haha, they're really giving me face." The young man laughed and then raised his lance again. "Alright, get ready, let the brothers get ready."

"[Dragon Fang] Nidhogg, set sail!"

The young man grinned, "We set sail! Our destination: St. Freya Academy!"

Marott nodded, then seemed to remember something, "Speaking of which, Captain, why do you believe Randolph so much... even though you're the one he gets along with the most at parties?"

"Oh, you wouldn't understand."

The young man slung the spear over his shoulder and said, "It's not that we have a bad relationship, it's just that I'm a little unconvinced by him. After all, I've never won a head-on sparring match."

Marott's ability to speak so frankly elevates his assessment of young people.

“By the way, Marott, I remember you only joined our Dragon Fang in the last few years, right?” the young man suddenly asked.

“I joined three years ago,” Marotte nodded.

"Well, you're a newbie who's never seen the King before... Speaking of which, you're quite curious about what kind of being the King is, aren't you?" After walking a short distance, the young man found a black box, shoved the two ends of the spear he was holding into it, closed the box, and hoisted it onto his back.

“Well, after all, I’ve been hearing rumors about that king from you guys… it’s impossible not to be curious,” Marott admitted.

"Well, that frank attitude is good." The young man smiled. "Let's go back. Once you meet that king, you'll understand what kind of person he is."

The young man was carrying what looked more like a cello case. If you didn't see his military uniform, he would probably look more like a music lover.

"Alright, hurry up and catch up, don't dawdle!"

"Yes!"

……

“…I don’t recognize that voice. Is it a newcomer…” Randolph finished the call and thought for a moment. “Hmm, it’s that guy.”

Kashu wiped the Caster magician's toy in his hand. "Gross's coming?"

“Yes, that’s right.” Randolph glanced at the box containing the Berserker leaning against his back. “It’s really hard to find a user of the Seven Heroes’ [Holy Grail] series weapons.”

"After all, it was a product of the King's impulsive design. There are almost no people who can use it like we do." Kashu brandished the handle in his hand. "Come back, Caster!"

Countless colorful cubes returned from all directions to the handle in Kashu's hand, transforming into a normal rifle, only its colors were a bit too dazzling.

"This weapon that can autonomously control its size and shape is really great..." Randolph remarked.

"It's just a quantum system that was added after the last adjustment." Kashu pressed the switch on the grip in his hand, and the rifle turned into countless light particles and disappeared into the air, leaving only the grip.

"Well, whatever." Randolph glanced at the inner room and asked, "Did that guy say anything?"

“He’s a bit more tenacious than we imagined.” A shadow crossed Kashu’s eyes. “However, even the Shadow couldn’t find much information about him. It can only mean that… if he can do this much, the organization behind him must have considerable power.”

"Destiny or Anti-Entropy?" Randolph leaned back in his chair, a shadow crossing his face, but it quickly vanished. "Perhaps we should ask [Blade] and [Apocalypse] how they are doing?"

“I’ve already asked.” Kashu curled his lip. “Brother Feiyang has already checked. He’ll think of things that a pure martial arts fighter like you wouldn’t even consider.”

"...I'm really sorry, I'm a pure martial arts fighter..." Randolph clicked his tongue and said.

"By the way, why did Wang suddenly want Gross to come over?" Kashu opened the refrigerator on the side, took out some fruit, and asked.

"I don't know, but Wang said that something very interesting is going to happen next."

Randolph yawned. "But, in my opinion, that's a problem... Just think, according to Wang, all three people using the compression system are gathered here... What are we going to face..."

Any one of the squeeze actuators could be considered a weapon of war, but Jill managed to gather all three of them at once...

“…A bad feeling?” Kashu tilted his head and shrugged. “Indeed, our king is a capricious and willful fellow…”

……

night.