Collapse, the beginning will avoid 500 years of detours

At first he thought he was the one-in-a-million genius, but now it seems that it was the effect of his soul steel body.

But just when Otto thought such comfortable days would continue.

"Dong dong."

There was a knock on the bedroom door.

Unlike the beginning when Xukong Wanzang broke in directly, the person knocking on the door was very polite.

but.

Otto, who was originally sitting in a comfortable position, subconsciously sat up straight.

He looked towards the door.

A flash of uneasiness passed through his mind. When Otto knew that he was in a world more than 500 years later, he had thought that he would come into contact with people from 500 years later. But when this thing was about to happen in reality, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

As for Void Manzang, in Otto's eyes it was not a person.

Otto took a deep breath.

"Please come in."

He said calmly.

Beneath his calm tone was a wavering heart, but no matter how shaken he was, Otto's expression remained unchanged.

He has been very good at hiding his emotions since he was a child.

Otto's previous honesty with Xukong Wanzang led to his being attacked, which made him realize that letting others know that his current self is not his future self is not necessarily a good thing.

The bedroom door was pushed open, and Otto naturally looked towards the door.

To be honest, he was a little worried that once the door was opened, another Xukong Wanzang would come in.

Fortunately, the figure at the door made Otto secretly relieved.

And standing at the door is...

Maid?

Otto blinked.

A girl in an off-the-shoulder maid outfit stood at the door.

Her short gray-blonde hair reached her shoulders, with soft bangs covering her left eye, and her exposed right eye was like a gorgeous ruby.

Her face is beautiful with a hint of childishness, and the teardrop mole at the corner of her eye adds a touch of charm that can bring disaster to the country and the people to her elegant temperament.

The slightly raised neck looks like a proud swan, and the curves gathered under the neck form a peak, which appears curvy and well-proportioned against the slender waist that can be held in one hand.

The hem of her skirt barely touched her knees, and her slender legs were wrapped in black silk stockings as thin as gauze. Her legs were pressed together, and her graceful demeanor made her look more like a lady of noble birth than a maid.

Pushing the door open, the girl subconsciously looked inside, and her eyes happened to meet Otto's, but it was not the pretentious Otto who took the initiative to look away, but the girl who seemed a little nervous.

"Your Excellency." The girl lowered her head, looking a little uneasy. She squeezed her legs together and said, "I am the Valkyrie Rita Rossweisse."

"Lord Ragnar asked me to give you this document."

She held a folder in her hand, her chest rising and falling slightly, and as her breathing adjusted, her originally intermittent words no longer stuttered.

"Ah."

Otto nodded calmly.

He didn't know Ragnar, but Rita's self-introduction made Otto realize that it was the first time the other party was communicating with him. This made him breathe a sigh of relief, and his body wrapped in clothes relaxed slightly.

Rita walked into the bedroom and handed the folder in her hand to Otto. Otto didn't even look at it and put it on the table.

What a young maid.

Otto looked Rita up and down. To be honest, it was the first time he had come into contact with such a young and lovely maid.

In the past, at home, Otto would not take the initiative to contact the maids.

Because when the eldest sister was still alive, he often stuck to her, and the nobles were worried that the children would accidentally have a fight with each other. In order to avoid some incestuous things from happening, when the siblings slept together, there would be a maid to supervise them.

Otto was frail and had a light sleep at the time. When he woke up in the middle of the night, he would always see the maid's face beside the bed, which was full of wrinkles and looked like a dead tree.

This is a very bad memory.

However, after my eldest sister died, I never experienced this feeling again.

"Rita, make me some tea."

Otto smiled, feeling a little sad. Because of Rita's clothes, he had preconceived the idea that she was his maid.

He wasn't thirsty, but he wanted to experience what it was like to order a maid around.

"Yes Yes!"

Rita, who was wearing a maid outfit just for her own interest, was stunned for a moment, but she immediately responded respectfully.

There was tea set in the bedroom, so she turned around and made tea for Otto.

Looking at Rita's back, Otto stroked the smooth table surface with his fingers.

In the past, there were cute and clever maids in the house, but they were only assigned to my father and eldest brother.

And now, with just one sentence, he could ask Rita to make tea for him.

the first time.

Otto had a real sense that he was the Bishop of Heaven.

[I've already said that you can do anything now.]

Otto closed his eyes, and the voice of Xukong Wanzang sounded in his mind.

Even if you do something daring, even if you slap this woman, make her kneel on the ground, and crush her face with your feet, she will be at a loss and will only shake her butt like a bitch and beg for forgiveness.

Otto ignored Xukong Wanzang.

Maybe because they were of similar age, he had a good first impression of Rita.

【What, can’t you do it? 】

"I didn't expect our Archbishop to be so compassionate. Wouldn't you want to hurt such a lovely girl? But if I tell you..."

[Seven years later, was Miss Rita involved in the murder that led to the death of Otto Apokalis?]

4. Otto's maid

murder?

Otto realizes that Hollow Manzo refers to his own death seven years from now as murder.

Murder means that the act of killing is premeditated and the perpetrator commits the act knowing that it will result in the death of another person.

But Otto did not have a bad impression of Rita because of what Kong Kong Wan Zang said.

【What? Don’t you believe me?】

【but. 】

【Otto, I didn't lie.】

There was a hint of sadness in Xukong Wanzang's tone, as if Otto was a heartless man who had let him down.

It tried to show Otto its sincerity, but Otto, with his eyes closed, showed no sign of paying any attention to it.

With his eyes closed, Otto did not feel sleepy at all, even though he had been awake for seven days. He recalled the knowledge he had acquired during this period, as if he wanted to engrave it deep in his soul.

If he could go back in time, this was the only thing he could take with him.

However, a faint refreshing fragrance mixed into his memory.

Otto didn't open his eyes. He heard the girl's approaching footsteps. The footsteps were light, but they were somewhat obvious in the silent room.

Really fragrant.

The fragrance of the girl, mixed with a faint scent of tea, drifted into Otto's nose as the air flowed.

Rita brought the brewed tea and saw that Otto had his eyes closed as if he was taking a nap. She subconsciously slowed down her pace and placed the tea on the table carefully.

Otto didn't move, as if he had really fallen asleep.

Rita didn't dare to disturb him, but didn't know whether she should leave, so she could only stand quietly by.

She felt like a maid serving her master.

Looking down at her maid outfit, Rita felt that even if she told others that she was not actually a maid, no one would believe her.

Time passed by bit by bit, the boiling hot tea gradually warmed up, and Rita lowered her hands to stroke the hem of her skirt.

Is the Bishop asleep?

Rita blinked, lowered her head, and looked at the man beside her cautiously through her bangs with her wine-red eyes.

Rita joined the Mandate organization two years ago and was promoted to Valkyrie not long ago. This was her first time to have such close contact with Bishop Otto. However, she had heard about Bishop Otto's deeds more than once in Mandate. Even her respected Lord Ragnar had mentioned that she had received a lot of care from the Bishop.

Only hearing about his deeds but not seeing him in person undoubtedly cast a veil of mystery over Otto in Rita's mind.

And now, after only a brief contact, Rita has a new impression of the mysterious Bishop Otto.

He is so handsome.

The man's exquisite face seemed as if the Creator had carved it with all his heart and soul, without a single flaw.

But he didn't feel distant, but rather had a warm, neighborly brother vibe, which made Rita think that if Bishop Otto was her brother, she would probably become a clingy sister.

No wonder during her Valkyrie training, Rita had seen fellow Valkyries taking Bishop Otto’s doll into the bathroom in the middle of the night, and coming out with a look of satisfaction and relief on their faces.

During the day, the Q-version dolls hung on the balcony of each dormitory look like a group of dolls hanging themselves from outside the dormitory building.

By the way, I also bought the bishop’s Q version doll Rita. It’s small and very cute. I bought it without realizing it.

But compared to others who can only use dolls as substitutes for meals, I am still far from the real Bishop Otto...

within reach.

Of course, unlike some Valkyries, Rita did not have any improper thoughts about Bishop Otto.

However, Rita, who was standing there with nothing to do, couldn't help but count Otto's eyelashes, and she sighed again in her heart that the bishop's skin seemed to be better than hers. At such a close distance, she could not find any flaws in every inch of his skin.

And finally, under Rita's gaze, Otto, who she thought was asleep, spoke.

"Rita, put your hands on my neck."

The sudden words startled Rita. She straightened her body, looked away, put her legs together, and looked away, as if she had been caught doing something bad.

Otto didn't move after he spoke, which made Rita wonder if she was hallucinating. She carefully raised her right hand and tried to place it on Otto's neck.

Some of the outrageous actions made Rita nervous. The more she understood destiny, the more she understood the power the man in front of her had.

But the neck, a vital part of the human body, was now exposed to Rita's hands.

As long as Rita pushes hard.

She could break that fragile neck.

Time passed little by little, Rita's heart was pounding, she pressed Otto's neck. If such a scene was seen by outsiders, she would probably be killed on the spot.

Rita wondered why Bishop Otto asked her to do such a thing.

There must be a reason why the bishop did this.

After about a minute, Otto finally spoke again in a calm tone.

"Okay."

"Yes."

Rita withdrew her hand. In just one minute, she had the illusion that half an hour had passed. When she came to her senses, she found that she was sweating profusely and her entire back was wet.

She adjusted her breathing and clenched her right hand.

The touch of Otto's neck still remained on it.

But Otto, who made Rita do something strange, opened his eyes and sat up straight, picked up the teacup on the table, brought it to his mouth and took a sip.