Humans are in chaos, despicable outsiders.

"So...the Grey Serpent managed to steal the gem during the chaos caused by the out-of-control Heavenly Father?"

"To be precise, it was forcibly taken away—it wasn't Gray Serpent who did it, but another executive of World Serpent: Raven."

"The gem had already been recovered by the Divine Authority Squad led by Skadi, but then Raven suddenly appeared and intercepted it."

"This aluminum figure in the dark robe has no martial ethics. It steals, cheats, and attacks me, a 19-year-old Valkyrie. Is this reasonable? No, it is not. I advise that aluminum figure who doesn't know its identity to think twice."

"—These are the Valkyrie commander's exact words. She was furious afterwards and planned to break her legs the next time she saw her..."

"I think she probably doesn't have a chance... I might even have to use some of my salary to help her out..."

Kiana thought about what would happen next and pursed her lips.

"Speaking of which... according to the law... who should compensate for her villa island...?"

"Well, firstly, the collapse and the resulting earthquake and tsunami are considered force majeure events and are not covered by insurance—therefore, the insurance company will not pay out."

"Secondly, as the person involved, you have multiple personalities, a mental hospital certificate, and were unable to control yourself when the Honkai was triggered, so it is impossible to hold you, Kiana Kaslana, responsible."

"Finally, the Bishop of Destiny was the mastermind behind it all..."

“This is the court of destiny, the judges of destiny, the jury of destiny, the lawyers of destiny! This very ground beneath your feet belongs to me, Otto Apocalypse.”

"What makes you, a mere mercenary from the World Serpent, think you can fight against my Archbishop of Destiny? (jpg)"

"Therefore, because of who here has accused this official, bah... Ms. Natasha Ciora, the Raven, of engaging in the illegal mercenary trade, is sentenced to 10 years in prison."

Court adjourned!

Wuni vividly described to Kiana the consequences if Raven demanded compensation, her lips and words brimming with an irrepressible smile.

Chapter 143 Kaslana-Style Mediation

Kiana's lips twitched as she listened to Wuni's vivid description of Raven's inability to seek compensation and the possibility of imprisonment.

"It feels like Destiny has turned into some kind of evil force that oppresses ordinary people..."

"When did you stop thinking that Destiny wasn't a criminal organization... and when did the executives of World Serpent become ordinary citizens?"

This time, it was Wuni's turn to be completely confused... The silver-haired girl looked at Kiana with a face full of question marks.

"Uh...it seems so."

Reflecting on Destiny's past actions and what was about to happen to her, the white-haired knight princess nodded.

"Ah... Fu Hua has appeared."

Wuni pointed to the image emanating from the simulated personality—

Just as Kiana had witnessed in past trials, the simulacrum, overwhelmed by emotion, turned its blue eyes gold and activated the White Knight armor hidden within the White Comet armor. However, it is well known that machines counter living beings, and Fu Hua counters everything—in short: counter-attacks are paramount.

Kiana, empowered by the double special attack buff, was instantly knocked down by Fu Hua's Blast attack, lying unconscious on the ground. Meanwhile, Wu Ni, seemingly enjoying the spectacle, began another round of instigation—

"You're bad, Kiana, you're bad—this personality may not have the skills from the trial, but I left you with all your fighting instincts, and you still got knocked out with one punch. White hair, are you even capable?"

Kiana Kaslana began to consider whether she should add something extra to the silver-haired raven spirit's daily meals, and of course, verbal rebuttals were also essential.

"How old am I? How old is Squad Leader Fu Hua?"

"A 50,000-year-old woman fighting against me, a kid whose mental age is at most ten years old. Can we compare combat experience? No, we can't. Is this fair? It's not fair."

"The Shadow Knight armor, enhanced for melee combat, is fighting the White Knight armor, which specializes in long-range combat, at close range. Don't you have any idea what happens when an ADC gets taken down by an assassin?!"

"Can we win? No, we can't. Back then, what kind of team did Xilin lead? The six-core god-like team, they still got crushed by the Shenzhou tablet. I only have one core, and it's an unpredictable one. How can we win? We can't win, okay?"

Kiana rattled off a string of words, leaving Wuni completely bewildered. The silver-haired girl stood there dumbfounded for a while before she finally reacted—

"That reason is damnably reasonable..."

"Wait...you just mentioned that word, right? Right!"

Wuni caught the key words in Kiana's words.

"Huh? No, I didn't! Don't talk nonsense!"

Kiana, realizing she had just uttered a taboo word, immediately shook her head and denied it.

"You're finished. I'm going to call Fu Hua."

In a playful mood, Wu Ni pulled out something that looked like a cell phone from somewhere, seemingly intending to make a call to Fu Hua. Kiana, in her haste, forgot that this was a consciousness space where there was no phone signal, and pounced on Wu Ni, wrestling with him.

"You wicked crow! Forget about it!"

"Make the Apostle of [Memory] forget? Dream on! You dare call me a crow spirit! I think you don't take me, Lord Wuni, seriously at all!"

Neither of them held back, both verbally and physically. After a brief separation and a bit of bickering, they started fighting again.

"Ugh...please stop fighting!"

Meanwhile, Sirin watched anxiously as Wuni and Kiana, who were physically fighting, tried to separate them.

The two, temporarily out of their minds, seemed unable to listen to any advice, pulling hair and scratching with their nails—a very typical daily squabble between girls.

"Hmm..." The purple-haired little girl looked around anxiously, then noticed the Kevin doll watching the show with great interest. The old doll looked like he loved watching women fight, watching the two girls wrestling together with great interest.

"I've got it!" A brilliant idea flashed in Celine's little brain. She ran to Kevin's doll and picked up the armed doll that she was watching with great interest.

The white-haired doll's expression instantly shifted from joy to astonishment. His intuition told him that something very, very bad was about to happen. He turned to look at little Sirin, who was holding him high in the air. Her blue eyes revealed a deep question—

Little girl, do you want to throw this old man into that pile of two women?

"Uncle Kevin, Unit-01! Charge!"

Sirin picked up one of Kevin's short legs and, with the doll looking at her with a "nmd" and "wsm" expression, hurled the white doll at Kiana and Wuni like a javelin.

The fight quickly escalated into a melee of three "people," with Destroyer and Thor's hammer dancing together, flames and lightning creating deafening explosions in the air—

"Ah, I'm not fighting anymore! You all have weapons, you're bullying me!"

The first to be unable to stand it was Kiana, who was unarmed and was being unilaterally beaten after Kevin's puppet joined the battle. The white-haired knight princess grimaced and rubbed her head as she pulled away, muttering that she would scatter them all once she got her greatsword.

Kevin Unit-01, who had been thrown out by Sirin to physically mediate the fight, also decisively withdrew after one of them announced that they would stop fighting.

The last one, Wuni, had his eyes closed and was randomly banging the hammer a few times when he realized there was no movement. He then opened his eyes and asked a question—

"Not playing anymore?"

"do not fight."

Kiana gave a perfunctory reply.

"Uncle Kevin's Unit-01 successfully mediated the fight! Yay!"

This was Little Sirin's cheer, and upon hearing it, Wuni and Kiana looked at the Kevin doll holding the mini version of the Destroyer, their eyebrows twitching. They simultaneously questioned the doll—

"You call this mediating a fight?"

After reflecting on the previous chaotic battle, the puppet, disregarding all martial ethics, pulled out the mini Annihilation Greatsword and swung it horizontally at each of them, drawing everyone's attention. This led to an even more chaotic battle, with the puppet fighting the most enthusiastically, wielding its greatsword with incredible speed and power.

"Mediate the fight."

Kevin the doll nodded, then, as if remembering something, added a sentence.

"Kaslana family style".

"Logically speaking... that's very much the Kaslana family's way of mediating disputes... I understand."

Kiana nodded thoughtfully, indicating that she had learned it and would definitely be able to use it next time.

"I have a feeling you've learned something amazing..."

Wu Ni rolled her eyes and, seeing that the others no longer intended to "stretch their muscles," had no choice but to give up.

"Alright, let's go find that Queen!"

Wuni made a new suggestion, which attracted the attention of several people.

"Why are you looking for her at this time...?"

"To be precise, I let her out... Just as she half-peeked out from under that fake persona, I instinctively pushed her back down..."

"As expected of you..."

Chapter 144: Such worldly desires are no longer present.

For Fokin and Wuni, the consciousness of every human being is actually connected at the deepest level, using the civilization of the previous era to leave behind the most precious treasure for this era—the Holy Mark.

Whether or not they have awakened their Stigmata, this characteristic, permeating the blood of all humanity, has caused the deepest levels of human consciousness to converge into a boundless ocean, with each individual's unique consciousness forming islands within this ocean.

"And this island—it can be divided into two parts, exposed above the sea—like the spoof personality that Fu Hua and Otto are seeing now, she is right here."

"It feels so complicated... I don't understand..."

Kiana scratched her head, listening as Wuni explained some technical terms to them...

"...You still don't understand this? Then let me try something you can understand—you've eaten sandwiches and hamburgers, right?"

“I’ve eaten it… Mei used to give me a sandwich whenever I was almost late for class.”

The white-haired knight gave a shy smile, seemingly recalling his past with Mei.

"Stop, stop! Everyone here is single. If you keep showing off, I'll kick you out and make you stare at Otto."

Fokin glanced at the scene outside—the familiar laboratory, the familiar life support pod, the familiar blond man. To Kiana, this place was probably just like coming home.

"You can think of it as an island that's visible on the sea, like one of the two slices of bread in a sandwich or hamburger, and the place we're in is like the filling sandwiched in the sandwich or hamburger... Ugh... that sounds really weird."

Wu Ni lowered her head and muttered something, then looked up again to explain.

"And the fictional personality you created before will temporarily take my place as Little Bread?"

“Yes, yes, you little bread roll—she replaced you, and you became the filling.”

Taking advantage of the situation, Wu Ni made a sarcastic remark about Kiana in front of him, and continued to explain the underlying principles using metaphors that made people hungry just by listening to them.

"The exposed side of the bread can be called the 'ego,' while we, as the fabricated subconscious personality—the filling—can now be called the 'superego.'"

"That is, the so-called 'ideal principle' that guides the self and limits the ego, representing a person's cognition, aesthetics, and morality."

"For example, although this spoof personality attacked Fu Hua, the reason we didn't use any of the large-scale destructive capabilities or weapons on the White Knight armor is that we didn't want to make things too big and cause unnecessary casualties."

"This thought will be reflected in the surface-level simulated personality, making her more restrained. Otherwise, although there is a difference in combat strength, this virtual personality that has inherited your combat experience and instincts can still fight Fu Hua for quite a while."

"Finally, there's a person's 'id,' which doesn't have consciousness. It's like the other slice of bread underneath... no, actually, a normal person's structure is more like an omelet? The outermost layer of egg and ketchup, and the fried rice inside?"