Humans are in chaos, despicable outsiders.

"For example, Grandma, look here, there's a talking doll or something..."

Reminded by the Dragon Girl, Sirin seemed to recall the frustration of being pointed at and whispered about by children on the street, and being stared at by her other self and the little Sirin, unable to retaliate. She immediately shut her mouth, but her face still looked sullen.

"Pfft-"

Then...the puffed-up cheeks were deflated by curious little Sirin, and a strange sound came from the doll's mouth—

Her Majesty seems to have forgotten one thing: there might be curious children not only on the street, but also around her.

"...Aaaaaah!"

The doll girl fell into a state of self-isolation, finding a corner to retreat into and withdraw into herself.

"Hey... is little Sirin throwing a tantrum?"

Little Xilin, who had just poked the doll girl until it deflated, was a little confused.

"Never mind the Queen... she'll be lively and energetic again in a little while."

Benares glanced unfazed at the Queen, who was squatting in the corner drawing circles, then looked up and surveyed the house where they were. He pulled out brooms, mops, buckets, dustpans... and even paint buckets and brushes from his four-dimensional pocket...

"start!"

"Cirin is here to help too!"

Upon hearing that the doll Sirin would soon start jumping around on its own, little Sirin stopped paying attention to her and excitedly joined the renovation team.

"Cilin is a painter, you know~"

The purple-haired little girl boasted with a hint of smugness, while Benares, unaware of the true extent of this seemingly harmless little painter's "power," nodded innocently.

"...Then let Celine design the decorations for the new room."

The dragon maiden made a decision she would later deeply regret...

"Great!"

.....

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"Get down—! No...you big white cat, let go of me right now!"

Imotek glared at the white, fiery cat clinging to him, his tone filled with exasperation.

"No, Imotek! Your days of doing whatever you want are over! Hand over the last piece of strawberry cake!!"

Two white-haired girls are facing off atop the tallest building in Sky City. What they are fighting over, as their previous conversation suggested, is something very simple—a small strawberry cake.

At this moment, the strawberry cupcake was tightly held in the hand of Imotek's summoned Stand, which was composed of Honkai energy. The tall Stand, about one and a half times the height of a person, held the cupcake and stretched its arm out over the roof of the building. Kiana could not see what the Stand was thinking because its face was covered by a cloak.

Meanwhile, the stand-in looked like he was "reading my mind," quietly holding the small cake and watching the two white-haired men wrestling.

"Eek!!! You stupid cat bug, let go of me right now!!"

The white, fiery cat once again grabbed Imotek's tiny wings on his hair, and this time our cat-bug seemed to have touched a sensitive spot, causing Imotek to make some strange noises.

"No! Give me my little cake right now!"

"Eek! Let go of me now! Or I'm letting go!!!"

Imotek's exasperated tone gradually took on a strange accent.

"Let go? What do you mean, let go of me?"

This time it was Kiana's turn to be confused, but she still didn't stop what she was doing, continuing to harass Imotek's little wings on his head.

"...Metatron! Throw the cake out of here!!!"

Unable to bear the grip on his hair any longer, Imotec gave an instruction to his Stand. The tall Stand looked at the small cake box in his hand, pondered briefly, then aimed at a small, neon-lit bar in the distance and hurled the cake like a javelin.

"Ah—cake!!!"

Upon seeing the little cake she had been longing for fly away, the white, fiery cat released Miss Imotek and flashed after it in the direction the cake had flown.

"Phew... Are you a dog or a cat...? A little cake chased me all over the city for four hours! Tomorrow we'll be in the Sky City newspaper and on Sky City News TV tonight..."

Imotek tidied her slightly disheveled hair from the scuffle, patted her white dress, and after tidying herself up, she recalled her Stand and also chased after the direction the little cake had flown off to. However, compared to the impatient Kiana, Imotek leisurely strolled to her destination.

...

"Raven Bar...?"

Looking at the neon sign on the bar, Imotek raised an eyebrow, as if she had thought of something, and decisively stepped inside—just as she had expected, the white, fiery cat was currently huddled in a corner of the bar, happily sipping a small cake that had been intercepted from mid-air.

...

Miss Raven has been feeling really unlucky lately—

Miss Raven had already amassed a considerable fortune. By working tirelessly for 365 days a year doing various kinds of temporary jobs, the hardworking mercenary had acquired an island and a huge villa covering the entire island. Before long, she could retire from World Serpent with great success, move to that private island with her adopted children, and live out the rest of her life on her remaining, substantial bank savings.

However... perhaps because he had planted his flag too obviously, not long after, the Second Herrscher awakened again, and the tsunami triggered by the Great Collapse reduced that island villa to history.

Of course, if it were just a villa, with Miss Raven's wealth, she could rebuild it after working for a few more years... It's just a pity that... it wasn't just the villa that became history, but also the island. A huge tsunami shattered the entire island, causing it to sink completely into the sea and become history.

Upon hearing the news, Miss Raven paced, rolled around, and writhed in agony within the World Serpent's base, finally unleashing a roar that echoed throughout the entire secret base of the World Serpent.

"No matter the cost, humanity must defeat the Honkai!!!"

In the first few days, everyone at the World Serpent Base, whether it was Jackal, the imposing Gray Serpent, or Su, a pioneer from the previous era who was temporarily staying there, and his patient Himeko Murata, all avoided this mercenary who had become the embodiment of resentment. No one dared to mess with this lady's bad luck.

And now...

The culprit who destroyed her island villa was now sitting in her little bar, right in front of her—a primal rage surged through Miss Raven's mind.

Chapter 193 Miss Brownie

Just as Ms. Boomrak was considering whether to pull out the Thompson submachine gun hidden under the counter and unleash a righteous Ripple attack on the Herrscher lady who was engrossed in the cakes in front of her, or simply detonate the explosives buried under the floorboards and blow the entire tavern to the sky—a feat that would surely steal tomorrow's headlines from Kiana and Ms. Imotek—another white-haired girl walked into this secluded little bar.

The "innocent" intruder temporarily dissuaded Raven from her violent thoughts of using Thomson Ripple Sprint in public and blowing the bar up. Although she was a cadre of World Serpent and a well-known mercenary in the lawless zone, Raven, the bar owner who adopted orphans in Long Sky City, was not a good person, but she was definitely not a bad one either.

Raven, seeing Kiana engrossed in music and cake with headphones on, devised a plan to get rid of this uninvited guest before slowly dealing with the Second Herrscher who seemed hopelessly addicted to cakes.

"Hey, you! Stop looking, this place's closed. Go back where you came from!"

To quickly get rid of the white-haired girl who had just stepped into the store and was still looking around, Raven deliberately waved at the girl at the door with a very impatient expression and a particularly loud tone—if it were an irritable older man here, Raven would probably immediately get a reply like, "Why are you yelling so loudly!"

However, Miss Imotek wasn't buying Raven's low-level attempt to scare her away. She merely glanced at the white, fiery cat huddled in a corner seat, munching on its dessert, before returning her gaze to the bar's mascot, her expression conveying a clear message...

The raven living in the clam was lost in thought—

...Really closed? No way! We managed to catch the Second Herrscher this time, but who knows when we'll run into her again? Opportunities are for those who can seize them! Raven stared at the young face of the white-haired girl who was already sitting at the bar, and another plan formed in her mind—

"This establishment also does not serve minors—!" Raven snatched the wine list from Imotek's hand and shook his index finger at the girl.

[You were just wearing a white dress, with no pockets or bags on you. Are you going to pull out an ID card and slap me in the face?]

Raven snorted smugly, looking at the girl in front of her with a smug expression. Then, a black bank card with gold patterns was magnified infinitely in front of Miss Raven, who had experienced a great ups and downs in her life.

"I'm so sorry... I don't think I brought my ID or anything like that—so... a hundred times?"

Imotek looked at the raven in front of him and waved the bank card in his hand.

"...A hundred times what???"

Completely captivated by the black card from the Destiny Union Savings Bank, the bar owner's wine-red pupils swirled along with the black card dangling in Imotek's hand, utterly oblivious to what the wealthy woman in front of her was saying.

"...Then a thousand times—!"

"Uh?!"

The raven, jolted back to consciousness by Imotek's sudden increase in volume, paused for a moment, then heard a sound like heavenly music—

"Fine, ten thousand times, you can add four zeros to the price of every item on the bill—and in euros."

...

"Dear madam, what kind of cocktail would you like? We currently offer Long Island Iced Tea, Amber Dream, Angel's Kiss, Blue Hawaii, Pink Lady..."

In Raven's eyes at this moment, the white-haired girl in front of her had become a golden money tree, currently showering gold down... Bah, what money tree? She was the angel who came to redeem her after learning of her predicament! — She decisively threw all her random thoughts to the back of her mind, such as being the Second Herrscher, humanity's determination to defeat the Honkai, and the multiple jobs she was going to take next month, and began to vigorously promote the product in her hands like a salesperson.

There was nothing I could do; she had given me far too much.

[If I sell just one glass of wine, even just one glass! I can save a whole month's worth of work!!! A thousand times less, and that's in Euros!!!]

"The names all sound nice... I'll have one of each—oh, it's raining, looks like I'll be bothering you a little longer, boss lady..."

"No disturbance at all, absolutely no disturbance. You're welcome to stay here if you like! Also, besides drinks, would you like anything to eat?"

"Hmm... just like the wine, let's have one of everything."

After glancing at the densely packed menu, Imotek, suffering from decision paralysis, immediately declared that he wanted it all.

"Okay! Just a moment, I'll go get it ready! Brownie! Come out and help!!!"

Raven was immediately overjoyed. She turned her back and, amidst Imotek's horrified expression, called out a name that shouldn't exist. Accompanying Raven's cry was a voice that sounded like Bronya but wasn't quite hers.

"Here it comes! Here it comes!"

"My villa island, my villa island~"

Having received a response, the raven hummed a cheerful tune and began making its creation, its mind gradually conjuring up a bright future for its island villa.

Under Imotek's curious gaze, a gray-haired girl with a single ponytail descended the stairs from the second floor. Just as Imotek had expected, she looked exactly like one of the Bronyas he knew.

The girl called Brownie, dressed in a bartender's uniform, tilted her head as she watched the busy raven and asked with some curiosity:

"Oh, Natasha's mother, are there guests coming here at this time of day?"

Brownie glanced at the bar's patrons. A white-haired, blue-eyed girl sat in a corner, licking a seemingly endless strawberry cake. Judging from her appearance, she was probably just turned 18, or maybe a few days shy. She seemed to be a student seeking shelter from the rain or a Valkyrie on vacation in this kind of city. Well, the latter was more likely—after all, it was indeed rare to see someone with white hair and blue eyes under normal circumstances.

Another girl, with similar white hair but blue eyes, had a strange angelic wing-like hair ornament gathered on her head, adding to her holy appearance. She was currently observing herself with great interest.

“My beautiful guest, it is impolite to keep staring at Brownie. Although Brownie knows she is cute, it is very rude to keep staring at a lady, even if you are a beautiful lady.”

Brownie raised an eyebrow, noticing the gaze fixed on him, and offered a suggestion.

Chapter 194 With so many children, your house must be very big!

"Ah...excuse me, it's just that Miss Brownie looks a lot like a friend of mine...and Miss Brownie is indeed a lovely lady."

"Cute... well, let's just say you're complimenting Brownie. What would you like to drink, sir?"

"—Brownie is the bartender at this bar."