What?! You want me to be the Herrscher of the End?!

"Alright, Grandpa knows even if you don't say it. Our little Theresa can't stand these things, right? But you have to understand that these sacrifices are unavoidable. Humanity has no choice but to fight against the Honkai."

"Alright, let's not talk about that. Let's talk about something else, like why I suddenly approached you, Theresa, today, and in such a special way. I'm sure you're very interested in that, Theresa."

Otto changed the subject, his tone becoming more relaxed, and he spoke slowly with a smile.

Theresa simply nodded without saying anything.

"In thirty minutes, I will issue an arrest warrant for that Herrscher to all Valkyries in the world at headquarters in my capacity as the Archbishop of Schicksal. I hope Theresa, you can bring your St. Freya Academy to watch the release of the warrant."

It's not just a formality; the scene where the dignified Bishop of Destiny personally issues the arrest warrant must be grand.

Moreover, Otto had another purpose in doing this: to test the bottom line of World Serpent? You could say that he chose not to expose World Serpent in the open, but instead chose to focus on the Herrscher. This is reasonable. As the Archbishop of Schicksal, it is justifiable and reasonable for him to do this in order to fight against the Honkai.

"A wanted poster? Grandpa, you're not kidding, are you?"

Theresa sounded very surprised. Despite her calm demeanor, deep down she was wondering if her grandfather had suffered a brain injury from a fall.

Sister Amber, come save me!

Issuing an arrest warrant for a Herrscher? Putting aside the strength of those Valkyries scattered throughout the world, even if you found them, could you defeat them? What's the difference between that and sending them to their deaths?

The appearance of a Herrscher would normally attract attention from all sides, so Theresa believed that this arrest warrant was meaningless.

“I know what you’re worried about, Theresa. Don’t worry, Grandpa has his own plans.”

"Alright, there's not much time left, so I won't bother you any longer. I still need to make some preparations. Little Theresa, just remember to watch on time."

Before leaving, he took a bottle of fresh, frozen bitter melon juice from the refrigerator next to him and placed it on Theresa's desk. Otto smiled, waved, and then turned off the communication.

Theresa was left alone in the office, holding her forehead with one hand and letting out a deep sigh.

There was nothing she could do; since her grandfather had said so, she had no choice but to comply.

In any case, whether or not the arrest warrant is enforced is still up to her at St. Freya Academy.

With this in mind, Theresa went to the college's broadcasting station to inform each classroom about the matter.

"Ahem... Let's test the sound."

As Theresa's voice rang out, the classrooms that were in session gradually quieted down.

Everyone was wondering what strange and wonderful thing their adorable headmaster was up to this time.

Yes, he has no authority whatsoever.

Hearing the echo of the broadcast coming from outside the window, Theresa got down to business.

"An urgent notice: in 25 minutes, at 8:30, all students and teachers, please log in to the academy's campus network. At that time, His Holiness the Bishop of the headquarters will announce a very important matter. Please watch."

Chapter 294 Kiana's Dream

"Kiana, wake up... wake up."

In a classroom, Mei looked at Kiana, who was fast asleep next to her, and gently nudged her shoulder.

The girl's eyes were tightly closed, and she looked like she was fast asleep.

Unlike her relaxed appearance when she was sleeping, Mei looked at Kiana's furrowed brows in her sleep and felt as if the person in front of her was having a nightmare.

This has happened more than once or twice. Each time, it's very difficult to wake him up, just like he has narcolepsy.

Several of them had gone to the clinic for checkups, but nothing was ever found wrong.

Afterwards, Himeko and Theresa often reminded Kiana to rest more, but even so, the situation did not improve.

"Mei-neechan, let Bronya come."

Bronya playfully stretched out her hands and said to Mei.

"Yes, please, Bronya."

Mei nodded upon hearing this, since it would be difficult for her to wake Kiana on her own.

Accept the punishment from the Ural Silver Wolves, Kiana!

Bronya stealthily reached her hand to Kiana's waist and unleashed a barrage of attacks.

Of course, since Kiana hasn't been in good form lately, Bronya's grip was much lighter.

...............

Meanwhile, in Kiana's dream...

The space here was pitch black and desolate, with no sound traveling through it, only emptiness and Kiana herself.

"Is it the same dream again...? I wonder if I'll be able to see the truth this time..."

Feeling the unreal sensation around her, Kiana immediately realized that she had entered that nightmare again.

She had just closed her eyes...

Thinking to herself, the girl couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The seventh time she came in? The tenth time? Or the fourteenth time? She couldn't remember anymore. In short, every time she went to sleep, she would inexplicably end up here. Over time, she got used to it.

Finding a way to break the cycle of dreams has been Kiana's biggest wish lately.

The girl's brows were furrowed, but her eyes were exceptionally determined. Clenching her fists and making thorough preparations, Kiana began to walk forward in the direction she remembered.

The space here was very small; Kiana reached the end of the road in less than a minute.

"Huh...huh..."

At the end of the road lies a gate leading to another dimension, which is also the starting point of Kiana's nightmare.

"bring it on!"

The white, sacred doors stood there, and Kiana pushed them open without hesitation and went inside.

Immediately afterward, a white light flashed, and Kiana arrived at the place that had once caused her so much pain.

In this space, she was like a phantom; she could only be seen, not touched, and she couldn't interfere with the development of anything.

Kiana stared ahead, and the scene from her memory played out again.

Inside a pristine white laboratory, a white-haired girl laughed maniacally, her hand raised high, gripping the neck of another girl. From a distance, Kiana could clearly see the penetrating wound on the chest of the girl being choked.

If she could, Kiana would love to rush forward and stop them, but unfortunately, she couldn't even move an inch here.

Both of their appearances were obscured by a transparent mist, and even their voices sounded as if they were encrypted, so Kiana couldn't understand a word of them.

The girl was unable to resist and was held captive in mid-air.

Dark red blood flowed uncontrollably from the girl's wound, a sign of life slipping away. The Grim Reaper's scythe was raised high, and he grinned maliciously beneath his mask. As the scythe fell, blood gushed forth, staining everything around them crimson.

"what!!!"

The girl's painful cries echoed throughout the laboratory.

The strong smell of blood mingled with the air, gradually becoming viscous. It all happened so suddenly, leaving no time to react.

"what...!"

Every time the nightmare reached this point in its replay, Kiana would feel a strange sense of suffocation, and this time was no exception, even more so than the previous times.

Her chest ached slightly, and tears streamed down her face involuntarily. She wanted to go forward and see the two girls' faces clearly, but she couldn't take a single step.

Because the blood scattered on the ground had already transformed into pairs of large, blood-red hands, grabbing her and dragging her towards the endless abyss as if she were a sinner.

"Murderer!"

"You devil!"

"How would it feel to kill her with my own hands?"

......

Such words kept echoing in Kiana's ears, stimulating her nerves. Here, her emotions seemed to be magnified countless times. Kiana cried silently, unable to control herself.

"No...it wasn't me, it's not like that!"

This was an experience she had never had before, and it all felt so real.

As she listened to the words echoing in her ears, for a moment, Kiana even genuinely believed that the silver-haired girl was herself.

However, the moment she thought that, the perspective shifted, and Kiana was surprised to find that she could move again. But as a price, her identity in this dream gradually changed to that of the silver-haired girl, the murderer.

Why...did this happen?

Kiana felt no discomfort whatsoever, as if this body was originally hers. She stared in disbelief at her blood-stained hands and the lifeless body of the girl lying on the floor beside her.

Despite the shock she felt, Kiana forced herself to remain calm.

"The truth of all this is right here, Miss Murderer."

"Go! Go and witness that scene with your own eyes, witness with your own eyes who you killed!"

Just then, a clear yet cold voice suddenly rang out from all around, like the whisper of a demon.

"who are you?"

As the sound rang out, Kiana felt a headache coming on and then instinctively asked.

"Me? I am you, and you are me."

As if it had anticipated Kiana's question, the voice gradually became more playful.

"This is impossible."

"Nothing is impossible in this world. You are Kiana, and I am Kiana. We are the same person."

"Moreover, the truth is right in front of you. This is your only chance to escape the dream. Don't you want to see who the dead person is? My dear half of me."

At this point, the voice gradually became more excited.

A golden glint flashed in Kiana's originally azure eyes, and subconsciously, she actually thought that doing so was indeed the right thing to do.

Yes... the chance to uncover the truth is right in front of me. Once I see that face clearly, I'll surely be free from this damned dream...

One of Kiana's eyes turned completely gold, and under her spell, Kiana began to walk towards the girl's corpse.

Chapter 295 The Beaten-Up Pufferfish / Kiana Awakens

Kiana took shaky steps forward, but with each step, her heart ached.