In this fantasy world, be a Kamen Rider

Rita said in a deep voice, nudged Yuno next to her, and gave her a look. Yuno rolled her eyes and nodded reluctantly: "Understood, understood, you guys go ahead!"

"Hmm? Have you finished discussing tactics?" Mokou stretched lazily. "If this is all there is to it, it's not even as good as Durandal."

"Everyone, let's decide the outcome with the next strike!"

Rita raised her giant frost scythe high, and the frost on it spread out in ripples, instantly lowering the surrounding temperature and suppressing the high temperature brought by Mokou. However, the area around Mokou remained unchanged. Rita's eyes narrowed, and she shouted:

"Awaken, owner of the refrigerator (?)!"

In the freezing cold, Mokou felt her flames being suppressed. The rapid drop in temperature required her to expend more energy to maintain them. Yae Sakura and Mei stepped forward, keeping pace with each other. Mei used all of her armor's defenses to resist the cold, squeezing out her last bit of Honkai energy, and together with Yae Sakura, launched a final charge towards Mokou.

"It seems you've prepared yourselves for the worst."

Watching the two leaping figures, Mokou's eyes flashed with a sharp light. The flames on her body flowed like liquid in front of her. She pushed up with both hands and used her fingers to block the blades of the two men. Hishimaru's flames flickered, but they could not get past Mokou's defense. Yuno's vines danced around her, hiding a tiny short needle.

"Huh, what is that?"

Mokou suddenly felt a sharp pain in her fingertip. It wasn't Yae Sakura's blade that pierced her skin, but rather an inconspicuous poison needle that had bypassed her energy defense and pierced her skin. The neurotoxin quickly seeped in, and Mokou's eyes widened. Her hand felt numb. Yae Sakura's eyes lit up, and she gritted her teeth and slashed down forcefully.

"There are poison needles of this quality hidden in the vines!" Mokou gritted her teeth, but the paralysis in her hand was gradually taking effect, and she began to retreat. Rita seized the opportunity and slashed between Mei and Yae Sakura with her scythe. To Mokou's surprise, three streams of energy broke through her defenses and struck her.

boom!

Is it over?

Mei, panting heavily, leaned on Rita's shoulder. Looking at the dust and smoke swirling ahead, Yae Sakura hesitated for a moment before saying uncertainly, "We should have won, right? Although the combined attack didn't break through her final defense, it definitely caused damage. I just hope that Mokou-san won't blame us later."

Rita didn't speak, but just stared ahead, a hint of worry flashing in her eyes. In her familiar memory, Mokou should still have some trump cards up her sleeve, and the fact that it ended like this gave her an uneasy feeling.

"Seriously, this is a bit annoying."

Just as the group was discussing this, a slightly annoyed voice came from the smoke and dust.

Section 152, Chapter 148: Reencounter with Siegfried

As the smoke cleared, Mokou stood there with a sour face, arms crossed, looking very unhappy. She gently stretched out her hand, revealing the very hand that Yuno had stabbed in the sneak attack. Blood slowly flowed out, and her entire palm was covered in wounds. This was the first time Mokou had been injured! But before the joy in Mei and the others' eyes had faded, Mokou casually shook her hand.

"But I should still give you some praise, I haven't bled in a long time."

Under the incredulous gaze of everyone, Mokou's injured hand healed at an unbelievable speed. The bleeding stopped quickly, and the new skin was as white as jade, showing no trace of the injury. It was as if time had reversed. Mokou's expression was calm, as if she had simply picked up a pebble on the road.

"You still have a monstrous body, Miss Mokou, an immortal body, just like the legendary phoenix."

Rita gave a bitter laugh. Having spent so much time with Mokou, she knew how powerful Mokou was. An invincible enemy was the most frustrating, especially when all the hard-won gains they had made were instantly wiped out. Mokou shrugged, cracked her knuckles, and grinned, a hint of danger in her voice:

"While your tactics are correct, I still really dislike using poison to ambush people, so grit your teeth and bear it!"

Mokou suddenly took flight, and as everyone looked up, the surrounding flames rapidly rose, enveloping her and forming the shape of a bird. Rita was terrified and retreated rapidly, shouting anxiously:

"Miss Mokou, you need to get serious! You all need to get out of there right now!"

"Bronya, Extreme Survival Mode activated."

"Too late! Phoenix Wings Soaring Through the Sky!"

In the simulated training field, a faint phoenix cry rang out, and blazing flames shot straight into the sky before crashing down. The Valkyries in the center stared blankly at the phoenix descending from the sky, its magnificent form carrying a deadly danger. The next moment, flames engulfed the entire field, and the frost in the corner lasted only two seconds before being burned away.

"If I were prepared to die and injected with a sufficient amount of lethal toxin, I might die again. However, I can quickly get rid of this nerve-paralyzing toxin."

In the messy training ground, Mokou squatted down next to Yuno, who was covered in soot and had mosquito coil-like eyes. She picked her up and shook her casually a couple of times. Yuno finally woke up and saw Mokou's face. She nodded repeatedly in fright. Mokou put her back down with satisfaction and kicked a few people next to her a couple of times.

"Stop pretending, I know my own strength."

Whoosh!

The black charcoal broke apart, and Mei shook off the ash from her body, leaning against the wall to stand up, panting heavily. Mokou's final attack was swiftly withdrawn just before it hit them, but the aftershocks still left them in such a disheveled state. Yae Sakura shook her head, brushed the dust off her ears, picked up the dazed Himeko, her eyes filled with confusion.

"Miss Mokou really doesn't hold back." Rita slowly walked over, leaning on her scythe, a helpless bitter smile on her face. Mokou glanced at her and tapped her forehead: "Still don't want to call me 'Master's Wife'?"

"I'm sorry, Miss Mokou." Rita still smiled, but her tone was very firm, and a glint of light flashed in her eyes. If she showed weakness now, she would never have a chance to turn things around in the future!

"Um, Miss Mokou, may I ask who is stronger, you or Yoru?"

Mei bit her lip, but finally decided to ask. Mokou was slightly taken aback, then thought for a moment and explained in a very complicated tone, "You mean Yoruka? He's stronger than me, much stronger. Even if I challenged him with you guys, we'd probably lose even worse than you are now, right?"

hiss!

Gasps of astonishment filled the air as everyone stared at Mokou with a "Are you kidding me?" look, hoping for a denial. But Mokou shook her head seriously and said in an extremely solemn tone, "I'm not kidding. You don't know Yoru's past. I watched him grow from an ordinary person into what he is today. His strength is not just what he's showing now. Even in my world, his power is not to be underestimated."

"My...world?"

"As expected, that guy didn't tell you anything."

……

Night fell quickly, and Night Song dragged his tired body out of Theresa's office. After all, the stingy little girl wouldn't let him stay there for dinner. Mokou's information was easy to access, but Rita almost drove Night Song to the brink of collapse. He suddenly discovered that a series of identity documents, such as members of the Undying Blade, S-rank Valkyrie, Azure Knight user, Schicksal A-rank archivist, and Anti-Night Song Warrior No. 1, made his scalp tingle. By the time he finished, Theresa was so sleepy that she could barely keep her eyes open.

"Ah~~ Let's go back and have some barbecue, it's perfect timing since Mokou is here too."

Ye Ge yawned as he walked towards the apartment from the pool in the center of the academy. Suddenly, he stopped, all his drowsiness vanished, and he quietly reached into his pocket. The next moment, time stopped.

"Look what I caught! The one that's always been alone... Hmm? Siegfried, is that you?"

Ye Ge stared blankly at the white-haired woman struggling in his hand, his mouth agape in surprise. He quickly released her. Siegfried landed on the ground, rubbing his sore shoulder, and glared at him resentfully. He said irritably, "Long time no see, you jerk. Do you have to be so rough on our first meeting?"

Unusually, Ye Ge didn't reply, but stared coldly at Siegfried. The latter's eyes dimmed, and she unconsciously turned her body to the side, not wanting her man to see the defect in her body. But her plan was shattered. Ye Ge suddenly grabbed her shoulder and forced her to turn around to face Ye Ge, revealing her empty sleeve.

"Who did this?"

Night Song's voice was chilling, and Siegfried could feel the anger surging within him, like a volcano about to erupt, silent but dangerous. She sighed, reached out her only remaining hand, and stroked Night Song's cheek, her voice gentle: "No one else did this, I did it myself, don't get so agitated."

"I don't want to hear any of this nonsense. Where have you been for the past ten years? What happened to you?"

Night Song grasped Siegfried's hand and held it in her palm. Her hand was very cold, which made Night Song feel even more uncomfortable. Her severed arm also seemed extremely glaring in Night Song's eyes.

"For so many years, I have been on the run around the world with Kiana, because of the pursuit of Destiny."

Section 153, page 149: My Mash

Siegfried gave a bitter smile: "Since Cecilia's death, I have finally seen the darkness of Schicksal. Otto did not see us as human beings. The Valkyries were his tools, and death was merely a matter of damage. Cecilia's death made me realize that I must take Kiana away from that place, otherwise I cannot imagine her future."

“But… Otto already saw through my thoughts.” Siegfried suddenly pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, handed one to Night Song, and then lit one himself. Night Song silently took it, extended her index finger, and a flame ignited. She lit the cigarette, took a deep drag, and felt the nicotine invade her lungs. Her thoughts were in turmoil. Siegfried didn’t smoke because Cecilia and she both disliked the smell of smoke, but now he had become a heavy smoker. Night Song could vaguely guess the sorrow that Siegfried had endured over the past ten years.

"Night Song, the Kiana you see now is not the real Kiana. She is Kiana's clone, K23, and Sirin's soul is sleeping inside her! The Herrscher of the Void is not dead. K423 and Sirin are both part of Otto's plan!"

Night Song narrowed his eyes, his hand already gripping the Genius Bottle, but he didn't press it down because Siegfried held his wrist tightly, shaking his head forcefully. His smile softened: "When I learned her identity, there was a time when I really wanted to kill her, but she was innocent. When she called me 'Mom,' I really couldn't bring myself to do it. So, Night Song, no matter who she is, she is now my child, Cecilia's child!"

Night Song tilted her head, gently lowered Siegfried's arm, pointed to the empty sleeve on the other side, and said in a low voice, "You still haven't told me what happened to your arm."

Siegfried turned his head to look at his severed arm and shook his head: "During the years I wandered with Kiana, her Herrscher personality awakened. I had a final battle with her. Her power was beyond my expectations. In the end, I successfully forced her back and made her fall into a deep sleep. That's when I lost this arm."

After saying this, Siegfried seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, glanced at Night Song with a nostalgic look, and slowly turned around, his voice sounding somewhat choked: "I only came to see Kiana. I am still a wanted criminal of Schicksal. I cannot stay here for long, because as long as I am here, Kiana's danger will increase."

"Well then, goodbye. I hope to see you again next time, provided I'm still alive."

Siegfried walked forward without looking back. She dared not turn back, for she was afraid that if she did, she would pounce on him. The pain in her heart seemed to be about to burst, but she was already a sinful person, and staying here would only increase his troubles. He did not belong to her alone, and she could not restrict her steps because of her own selfish desires.

“Great! All Yeah!”

A familiar voice sounded from behind. Siegfried turned around in surprise. A white figure flashed before her eyes, and then she was embraced by a strong hug. Night Song's hand gently rested on her shoulder, then moved away slightly and forcefully turned the control lever. The Genius Bottle emitted a soft yellow light.

"I will heal your wounds!"

"Activate comic book ability."

Night Song let out a low shout, and a soft halo emanated from her hand as she gently patted Siegfried's severed arm. She suddenly felt an itch on her arm, accompanied by a slight pain. When she turned her head to the side, she discovered that her once soft arm had become flat and black, like a half-drawn comic.

"this.."

"Shhh."

Night Song gently touched Siegfried's lips, stopping her from speaking. Her pure white gloves softly caressed the flattened severed arm. Siegfried shuddered; Night Song's touch gave her an unusual feeling, making her somewhat uncomfortable, but she still held back, widening her beautiful eyes, wanting to see what Night Song's methods were.

"If a comic book is missing an arm, can't you just draw another one?"

As Yege spoke, he lightly touched the surface with his finger, using energy as ink to gently slide it across the plane. With his movements, Siegfried felt an itch in her original wound, and a sensation of it extending outwards. She looked down at Yege's painting, her arm slowly being drawn. Yege was very serious, meticulously depicting the scene. Siegfried stared at his mask, somewhat lost in thought.

Perhaps the best decision I've ever made in my life is entrusting myself to this man. Although his ambitions are greater than I imagined, isn't his care the most genuine?

"nailed it."

Night Song retracted his fingers, deactivated his transformation, and wiped his sweat. This was the first time he had used the power of the comic energy bottle. Some parts were drawn crooked due to shaky hands and he had to correct them. But now it was all over. He deactivated his transformation, blew a breath on the arm he had drawn, and to Siegfried's amazed gaze, the arm became fuller. He tried to move it and found no abnormalities or rejection. It was no different from before.

"Thank you," Siegfried said, touched. Ye Ge grinned mischievously and leaned in to give her a light kiss on the lips. Siegfried didn't resist; instead, she obediently took Ye Ge's arm, rested her face on his arm, and greedily inhaled Ye Ge's scent, as if she wanted to remember it forever.

"Then, take care."

Siegfried reluctantly released Night Song and waved to him. Night Song grabbed her wrist, her eyes filled with worry: "Aren't you going to see Kiana? She's been longing to find you."

"No, there's no benefit for me to meet her now. I trust you can protect our daughter." Siegfried's white hair fluttered in the wind. Night Song looked at the beauty in the sunset and suddenly hugged her tightly. His body began to turn red, and the needle in his wrist pierced Siegfried's neck.

"I want to make you my one and only smash!"

Gas was gradually injected, and Siegfried's body convulsed continuously due to the pain. If Night Song hadn't held her tightly, Siegfried would have collapsed to the ground. The setting sun sank at this moment, giving the two who were tightly embracing each other a final glow.

"Is this the power you gave Cecilia?"

Siegfried, feeling weak all over, stumbled to his feet. After adjusting to the air, Nightsong touched the wound with her fingers, using energy to stimulate the cells. The wound healed quickly. He looked into Siegfried's deep blue eyes and pressed his forehead against hers: "No, what I give you is more, and purer. This is the power I use solely to protect you."

Section 154, Chapter 150: Let's sleep together tonight (Please refresh)

Siegfried left with a happy smile, and with Night Song's help, her departure went unnoticed. After spending time with Siegfried, Night Song's mood improved considerably, the gloom from Theresa's torment vanished, and he hummed a song as he returned to his apartment. But as soon as he opened the door, he froze.

"Did a group of Herrschers invade the academy today?"

Inside the apartment, the girls lay sprawled out, completely disheveled. Even Yae Sakura was curled up on the sofa, motionless, clutching her sword. Himeko's ears drooped, resting on Yae Sakura, looking listless. When she saw Yoru return, she merely waved her hand. The others were in even worse shape, with Kiana practically half-lying on the floor.

"Hmm? Which woman did you go out and fool around with?"

A pair of hands landed on Yoru's shoulders. Mokou quietly appeared behind him, sniffing him suspiciously. "Is that Theresa? No, the scent is similar, but not exactly. Is it her sister or something?"

"Ahem, just ran into an acquaintance." Night Song coughed awkwardly twice, and had to admit that Mokou's intuition and sense of smell were truly terrifying. Siegfried was, in a sense, Theresa's older sister, but he couldn't say that. It wasn't that he was afraid of Mokou, but Kiana was also here, and he couldn't forget what he had promised.

"Night Song!"

Mei struggled to her feet, swayed as she walked to Yoru, took a few deep breaths, and her tone suddenly hardened: "Please explain your identity properly! Miss Mokou has already told us everything! I hope you won't keep us in the dark anymore!" As she said this, Mei's face puffed up with dissatisfaction.