Collapse, crossing Otto, the road to becoming a god

Sweets can cause people to secrete dopamine and cause insomnia... However, the lavender in tea can calm people's mood and help them sleep...

The blonde girl was swaying in her mind as she ate, seeming to be trying to convince herself.

Take one more bite, just one bite...

"Crack."

Hollander looked up in surprise and saw the bishop holding a camera, taking a picture of her hesitant and confused expression.

"..."

This cake cannot be eaten.

The blond idiot turned his wrist, cracked his knuckles, and looked at Otto with a fierce look on his face - but due to the girl's good looks, this anger actually revealed a cute and fierce look. .

The man didn't have the slightest intention of being beaten. He handed the camera to Rita slowly and then raised his hand——

Hollander's eyes blurred and her face went cold. When she could see clearly again, the bishop sitting opposite her had disappeared, leaving only a mirror, which showed that she was smeared with caramel cream. Three lines on the left and right sides of the face.

???

She felt an itch on the top of her head again, and there was something fluffy lying down for no apparent reason. When she peeled it off, it turned out to be a cat-shaped hair accessory.

"bishop!"

The girl stood up and wanted to do something. At this time, her hand was held by someone, and Cecilia patted her gently, as if to comfort an angry kitten: "The bishop is joking with you - and not only You alone."

Hollander turned her head and found that Rita and Cecilia were also wearing cat headdresses. Their snow-white skin was smeared with caramel cat whiskers. Among them, the white-haired woman was deliberately pressed on her forehead, revealing clear Fingerprints – it’s like stamping.

"I'm not angry,"

Not exactly angry - the blonde girl added in her mind, and then answered,

"But - I am shocked by the Bishop's speed - he can be moved so quickly. Even you, who has been an S-class Valkyrie for many years, did not escape."

Wrong, Cecilia said in her mind, it's not like I can't hide - but why should I hide?

When the bishop is not serious, he is really cute...

The white-haired woman held her chest, her face turned red as she recalled the touch of Otto's fingertips tracing her cheek, and said softly: "Your Excellency, the Bishop is getting more and more powerful - isn't this a good thing for destiny? "

"It's getting more and more... hum!"

The girl who had always been mature finally showed her childish side and waved her fist in the air, showing that she was still angry.

"Don't be angry, Lord Bishop - he just wants to give you a birthday where there are many people to accompany you and you are treated equally." Cecilia stood up and led Hollander to the window. The bishop lives a happy life every day, but this is what I have only dreamed of."

The girl wanted to say something else, but the white-haired woman stretched out a finger and touched her lips: "Hush - the second round of fireworks is coming!"

Hollander followed Cecilia's gaze and saw that the sky lit up again, the trees and silver flowers spread out, outlining smiling faces, and the floating island under their feet also activated its backup power supply, a lamp The street lamps are bright silver. If you look carefully, you will find that they are artificially arranged to form the name of the blond girl.

Just now we celebrated the New Year, this time... we celebrate the new life.

Rita looked at the bright fireworks in the night sky, then looked at the two people clinging to each other, turned her eyes, and smiled at Archbishop Tianming who was hiding in the dark.

Then, as if she remembered something, she took a step back slightly, picked up the camera he just handed her and pointed it at the mother and daughter under the night sky, freezing this beautiful moment like a picture.

Chapter 57 Saint Freya, Heavenly Fire Unsheathed (4.5k please first order!)

"This is Teresa's St. Freya Academy? The architectural style... seems a bit familiar."

"Well...I built it."

"???"

Cecilia and Otto were walking in St. Freya Academy, talking to each other casually.

It was the second day of the New Year. Under the reluctant eyes of Ebao, the two of them came empty-handed to St. Freya Academy, the place that was said to be where Cecilia's last will was entrusted.

It's funny to say that every brick and tile of this academy came from Otto's help. It wasn't until it was finally completed that Theresa came to complain, saying that it was built like a medieval aristocratic academy.

Why has she become independent?

Forget it, there is no need for him to empathize with the original owner on this kind of thing.

Otto took a long breath, his eyes calm.

Plot is just a tool.Characters are just tools.

Emotions caused by tools are useless, because you need to weigh the pros and cons, analyze the gains and losses, and exercise self-discipline.

He should have the most appropriate attitude towards the person in front of him based on the things he encounters, rather than treat anyone arbitrarily with the arrogance and prejudice of past observers.

He is Otto.Otto is no longer obsessed with Karen.

There should be no unwarranted pampering, and there should be no irrational actions.

He views everything in the world equally.

Because... they can all be actors on his stage.

Now in Otto's eyes, most people only have their own value and their use value - the former refers to the benefits that personal abilities can bring to him, and the latter refers to the benefits that can be brought to him after being used.

In this way, he will not have too many expectations and disappointments, there will be no unreasonable noises and demands for the whole body, there will be no sorrow of being misunderstood and the pain of being hit, there will be no betrayal and unprepared heart. Desperate situation in the sense.

Happy and relaxed.

Loneliness is human destiny.If you don’t ask extravagantly, your life will be less painful.Everything he obtains is obtained proactively and intentionally, and the happiness this brings is not bad.

Besides, little Theresa is very valuable.

it's great.She is his great granddaughter.

He will continue to pamper her, but with a little less privilege.

"I have to say, Cecilia,"

Otto looked at a student who was trying to jump over the wall and skip class, and he clicked his tongue a few times.

"If this kind of teaching is what you have in mind - then I'm quite disappointed. I remember that Xiaoge once came here, but he quickly dropped out of school and returned to Tianming."

The white-haired woman wanted to say something for Theresa, but when she heard the denial from both Otto and Hollander, she could only smile awkwardly:

"Haha... doesn't this give girls a better memory to truly fight for the beauty of the world?"

"Yet, my girl,"

Otto glanced at Cecilia helplessly,

"False beauty is poison. A little poison from time to time may create some sweet dreams; but if the poison is taken too deeply, life will end."

"The world is about survival of the fittest and survival of the fittest from the beginning of genes. It is neither fair nor beautiful."

"..." Cecilia thought seriously and frowned.

"Do you still remember what I said to you in Staffordshire, England? I hope you will grow up well after losing your memory, I hope you can cherish your life, I hope you can live freely and follow your own will - —So, I want you to fight the Dead Soldiers, even if I need to be there to protect you."

"Not only did I not help you, but I also criticized you when you were doing well - this is for you, Cecilia. Until you can protect yourself, no one can guarantee that your future will be truly wonderful."

"Only when you have power can you make choices; this is true for you, and it is even more true for these teenage children."

"The philosophy of St. Freya Academy is inherited from you in the past. At that time, I taught you strength and ignored your growth. It was not until 1985 that I started to let you contact the outside world."

"Therefore, you will feel that the outside world is gorgeous and colorful, and I also hope that other Valkyries will encounter these beauties in the world before going to the battlefield."

"However, the battlefield will not be kind to you because you do not enjoy the beauty of ordinary people, but will show its fangs because you enjoy youth when you need to work hard most."

"You are warriors, and you are the ones most likely to witness cruelty. If the Valkyries don't realize that destiny is not the academy and Honkai is not Saint Freya's petty fight until they enter the battlefield, then that would be true cruelty."

"I think that after experiencing the second collapse, you should be more aware of this."

"Okay, it's my fault..." The white-haired woman wanted to admit, but was interrupted by Otto.

"I didn't say that."

He flicked Cecilia on the forehead, causing the woman to squeal.

"What I want to tell you is not that you did anything wrong, nor that Theresa did anything wrong."

"My dear girl, what you need to reflect on is your vision and knowledge, not your own sincerity and kindness."

"...Hmm." Cecilia blinked her beautiful eyes and moved closer, appearing more serious.

"I will be your strongest support, but I don't need you to be the next me."

"You have the right to keep your thoughts, but while adhering to good ideas, these children also have the right to understand the truth about the world."

"What education should do is to guide the people you teach. After knowing the cruelty of the future, they still love this world with little regrets full of longing. Beauty is a human feeling, so it will also Hidden in people’s hearts.”

"Cecilia knows." The white-haired woman nodded and bowed.

"Of course, if it's you - I hope you still have a little selfishness,"

Otto suddenly glanced at the grass beside him and said with a smile,

"Just like you don't want Little Goose to inherit Kaslana's name - I don't want to see your name on the death list in the future."

He smiled, stretched out his index finger and touched the woman's tender brow.

"Don't love this world until you're blind. Don't go to any lengths."

"But I am a Valkyrie, Lord Bishop,"

Cecilia's eyes flickered and she didn't agree.

"Fighting for the good of the world - if even an S-class Valkyrie can't fulfill the destiny's slogan, then who else will believe it?"

"Don't worry, with me here, nothing will happen to you, and you won't be stuck in the dilemma of saving others or protecting yourself,"

Otto replied,

"But I want you to at least have this obsession to live in your heart - you are yourself first, and then others."

"I want you to remember," the blond man looked at Cecilia, "you have been the anchor between me and this world since a long time ago. A very important anchor."

They were so close that Cecilia could smell the faint scent of perfume on the man.Looking into those serious deep green eyes, the woman couldn't help but tremble and her mind was in a trance.

"You know,"

He said seriously,

"Otto Apokalis has no feelings for this world at all. The reason why he has occupied the position of Bishop of Destiny for 500 years is for Karen Kaslana, for Theresa Apokalis, and for The people he cares about now include you, my dear little sister."

For some reason, when she heard Karen's name this time, Cecilia felt a different kind of discomfort, and her snow-colored cheeks bulged slightly.

"The world has never been gentle to me. My future will be a war filled with smoke, full of calculated coincidences, planned destiny, wild moves to usurp the rules, and lies about the wrath of the gods."