Humans are in chaos, despicable outsiders.

Chapter 180 Look at this Sirin, doesn't it look like a purple cat's eye snail?

"Quiet...!"

Fu Jin tightened her grip on the sphere with her right hand, her expression and tone revealing impatience. As the grip increased, the purple sphere, now in the silver-haired girl's "clutches," gradually calmed down and stopped struggling.

"It feels like a cat's eye snail after the tide has gone out..."

Kiana looked at the no longer moving purple orb and muttered something to herself.

"Cat's Eye Snail... How does she resemble it...? More like a neon light."

Snow, who didn't quite grasp Kiana's peculiar thought process, glanced at the white-haired knight princess with some surprise.

"No, Snow, have you ever played with cat's eye snails before...?"

My advice is not to play with food—

The blonde girl curled her lip slightly.

"It's a lot of fun—you can sometimes find quite a few on the beach near St. Freya Academy—dig them out of the sand, squeeze them hard, and their water-soaked bodies will squirt out water and then quickly deflate."

"It's so relaxing, and doesn't it feel just like my current self?"

"Ah... the Kaslana family's strange metaphors have increased... Wait! Fokin, what are you doing?!"

Hearing Kiana's explanation from the side, Fokin curiously grabbed the motionless Radiant Sphere in his hand. Seemingly having made up his mind, he began to squeeze it hard to see if he could squeeze out the so-called moisture... or Honkai energy?

Sensing her impending doom, the Second Herrscher consciousness began to struggle frantically, attempting to escape the silver-haired monster's exploitation of Honkai energy.

"My lord, um... I just wanted to test Miss Kiana's theory, since it does sound quite interesting..."

Fujin tilted his head, his face full of innocence, but his hands didn't loosen their grip—it was as if he wouldn't let go until the water sprayed out.

"Kid, stop pushing. Herrschers aren't snails. No matter how much you push, you won't get any water out. If you really push, we'll probably only squeeze out a bunch of Honkai energy."

"Yes, I understand, sir—"

Then Fujin pinched even harder...

"...I already said there's no water left to squeeze out, are you really going to try and squeeze out some Honkai energy???"

Snow glanced at Kiana beside him, who was looking on with curiosity, waiting to see if the Herrscher could actually unleash Honkai energy. He suspected that the white-furred ball had activated some strange aura and was assimilating his Apostle.

There are silly ones, and they may also be highly contagious.

"Lord Snow... rationally speaking, the human body is composed of more than 70% water, so it's understandable that people like to squeeze cat's-eye snails, which also have a very high water content—"

"As apostles of God, our bodies are composed of more than 70% Honkai energy, so there shouldn't be any problem for us to squeeze into the consciousness of a Herrscher, which also contains a high amount of Honkai energy, right?"

Oh no, it might not just be the silly ones that are infected, but also their amazing thought processes.

"Stop pushing! Cat's eye snails are food. What's this thing in your hand?"

"Hmm...it doesn't seem like it's inedible? In the island nation of the Far East, it's called sashimi, I think..."

Fokin tilted his head, holding the purple sphere, and poked his lips with his left finger with some uncertainty.

The listless purple orb, which had been pinched in Foggin's hand, flew into a rage when it heard Snow refer to it as "something." Just as it was about to jump up and fight the blond "human" in front of it to the death, it heard even more terrifying words and immediately shrank back, quietly playing dead.

Don't eat me! Don't eat me! I've been dead for 16 years, I'm not fresh! Eating me will give you diarrhea!

Oh no, another one has been infected.

"Then stop playing with food... Ptooey, ptooey, what do you mean by playing with food? You're not allowed to eat your own kind! Kid, where did you come from, you barbarian?"

"Hmm... okay—"

Fokin seemed to have lost interest in squeezing the Herrscher's consciousness out of the Honkai energy, and relaxed the pressure he was applying to the purple sphere.

"So... sir, where should we put her?"

The humble, silent, and motionless Second Herrscher consciousness tossed about, as Fokin awaited his master's reply.

"How about putting it inside a cat's eye snail? That way we can squeeze out the water and play with it—"

After finishing Ababa, Wuni poked his head out, his eyes filled with a special kind of expectation.

"Don't play with the food... wait, you guys have a problem with cat's eye snails, don't you!"

Nourishes—

A stream of water splashed onto Miss Snow's hair, and the blonde girl stiffly turned her head back. The only two reliable adults present—Mr. Walter Joyce—was currently bending down and squeezing a cat's-eye snail, whether he had created it or picked it up from the sea.

"...Mr. Joyce, you've started too, haven't you?"

"Ah?...Sorry, sorry, um...I've never seen this kind of creature before. I was curious after hearing Miss Kiana's description, so I created it on a whim."

The young man chuckled and handed the girl a towel, letting her dry her wet hair.

"Stop fooling around. If you want to play with the cat's eye shells, go find a beach and have some fun on your own. Fokin, hand over that silly Herrscher's consciousness—"

The blonde girl pulled out a chibi-style doll that looked exactly like the Second Herrscher, Sirin.

It is said that only after being deprived of their freedom can people truly understand themselves...

"I'm wondering, how well do you know yourself..."

Having received the Herrscher consciousness from the silver-haired girl, the blonde girl began to integrate the Herrscher consciousness into it.

"The Second Herrscher, Sirin, a war criminal—criminal, antisocial, war-mongering, and intent to genocide—"

As the blonde girl spoke, the Second Herrscher's consciousness gradually merged into the doll's body, and its previously closed eyes slowly began to open...

"Today, you're released from prison...—but you'll soon understand... that freedom comes at a price—"

"This body will be your new prison—"

As the blonde girl finished speaking, the purple-haired Sirin doll truly opened her eyes—

...

"I might as well be dead..."

Having gained her freedom and a new body, the Second Herrscher shared her thoughts—she felt as if she were currently living no differently than the mechanical dog next door with its bright yellow megaphone and colorful horn.

"And how long are you going to stop choking me—"

The doll, Sirin, looked at Snow, who was holding her up high, clutching her neck...

"...Someone tried to strangle a doll and suffocate her, but I won't say who that person is—"

The doll, Sirin, stared at the blonde girl in front of her with a sullen, cat-like face... then sensed something was amiss...

"God...God...Lord Kami???!!"

"Ah, it's me, little one—how are you feeling?"

Oh, and one more thing, I didn't mean to strangle you—

"I'm just curious why you Herrschers always like to choke people—so I'm just trying it out myself."

Chapter 181 Is it cool down there? .jpg

"I might as well just die..."

The little doll, Sirin, floating in the air, repeated and emphasized the same sentence, looking at the crowd surrounding her and groping her with utter despair—

"Even if I were given a human body from when we were children, it would be better than what I am now!"

Finally, unable to bear being constantly groped from above, the little doll slammed the large pair of scissors that came with its body onto the deck with a bang, the sharp tips of which pierced directly into the deck of the Hermes.

"This one? This one needs to be custom-made—"

"And this problem should be addressed in your other half, not me... Your current body was custom-made by her—"

"Customized body treatments at our shop require booking at least six months in advance."

Snow ruthlessly declared that he wouldn't take the blame for this, and that if Snow wanted a body transplant, he would have to wait at least six months.

...

"Hey, why did you give me this body?!"

The doll Sirin, who was once a divine messenger, naturally wouldn't grumble at Snow, who was a god—so she chose to turn to her own half and begin her soul-searching interrogation—

"And you actually called me a cat's-eye snail! You're the cat's-eye snail, your whole family are cat's-eye snails!...Pfft—!"

"Theoretically speaking, my whole family, including you, are sisters—"

Kiana, still wearing her cat-shaped hair ornament and oblivious to anything strange, looked at the doll Sirin who suddenly laughed in front of her, completely bewildered.

.....

"Ah, a golden goose, a white cat, and a purple cat-eye snail—sounds alright...?"

Snow muttered to himself, touching his chin as he fell into deep thought.

"It feels like Destiny has suddenly turned into a zoo..."

Joyce, who was listening to Snow speak, twitched at the corner of his mouth.

"Calling it a zoo doesn't seem wrong...? According to light novel classifications, is the Bishop of Destiny still a blonde loser?"

...

"Pfft...Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey! I'm getting off-topic! Why did you do this to my body?! You silly white cat!"

"What do you mean by 'white cat, idiot'??? Why do you all like giving people nicknames! You purple cat-eyed snail!"

"You were the one who ignored me before. Do you think I'm the kind of person who likes to fawn over someone who doesn't reciprocate?!"

"I think Bella's doll looks pretty good, so I'll just arrange it for you."

Kiana retorted confidently, saying that Kiana was being arrogant and that Kiana had asked for it.

"What do you mean I'm ignoring you, you silly white cat? Do you even know the value of being aloof?!"

The doll, Sirin, immediately became anxious.

"What is the value of arrogance?"

"Even the arrogant version is outdated now, but it still has value—and can't you think of it the other way around? It's a puppet personally sculpted by a god—in other words, you're Adam or Eve!"

"Or to put it bluntly, it's a divine artifact, a divine artifact! Others may want it, but they can't have it!"

The knight princess continued to retort without holding back.