Collapse, the beginning will avoid 500 years of detours

Really looking forward to it.

"But she's still in the learning stage. Your Excellency, Bishop, you can't keep ordering Rita around like a maid. This child doesn't know how to refuse."

Eh?

Otto was stunned.

How come you say that, it's as if Rita isn't a maid...

hiss.

　Otto took a breath of cold air.

Is Rita's maid outfit just her hobby?

The little bishop who came from the Middle Ages completely did not understand the XP of modern people more than 500 years later.

Otto couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

He originally wanted Rita to stay with him and serve him.

"Yeah." Otto nodded lightly, but he thought that since Rita was not a maid, then he had treated her as a maid before, was he forcing her to do something she didn't like?

He stared at Rita, trying to read something on her face, but Rita lowered her head slightly, her hair covering her eyes, making it impossible for Otto to judge her emotions.

"If everything is alright, I'll go back."

Otto spoke up, not wanting to stay too long in the presence of Ragnar, who was familiar with his future self.

Too much talk leads to mistakes.

"Hmm..." However, Ragnar frowned slightly. Perhaps it was a warrior's or a woman's intuition. She looked at Bishop Otto doubtfully. Bishop Otto gave her a strange feeling today. "Your Excellency, Bishop..."

"Isn't today a bit strange?"

Normally, Ragnar and Bishop Otto have a very close relationship. They are both teachers and friends. Ragnar's mother was once a Valkyrie under Bishop Otto. This kind of relationship made Ragnar ask without hesitation.

But her question made Otto almost hold his breath.

Am I...being suspected?

Otto had thought something like this would happen, but he didn't expect the doubts to come so quickly.

After all, he is not his future self.

So, should I tell the truth or make up a lie?

Tell her there's something wrong with your head.

Void Manzang said in Otto's mind.

After a moment of silence, Otto raised his hand and nodded his head.

"Something's wrong with my head."

Can such a lame excuse really get me through? After all, I still have to be honest...

"Oh~" Ragna suddenly understood and clapped her hands, "So that's how it is."

No, why did you accept so quickly that there was something wrong with my brain?

Otto couldn't accept it, but Ragnar pulled Rita and bowed slightly to him.

"Then I'll take Rita away first."

Otto didn't say anything, just nodded lightly. He watched the two people turn around, his eyes following them as they walked away. When he could no longer see them, he took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled.

I am alone again.

"It's time for me to go back."

Ragnar took Rita away. They walked slowly. After walking for a while, Ragnar suddenly spoke.

"Rita, if the bishop has done anything bad to you, I hope you can forgive him."

"The bishop sometimes suffers from memory loss and confusion due to some reasons, and does some strange things." As Otto's right-hand man, Ragnar knows a lot about Otto, including that the latter often does some crazy experiments.

In Ragnar's eyes, the bishop was up to something again.

"Um......"

Rita lowered her head and nodded slightly.

She was a little absent-minded.

After a while, she heard Ragnar next to her speak with a slightly melancholy tone.

“You can’t meet anyone too amazing when you’re young.”

The tone of someone who has experienced it.

Rita was stunned by the sudden words without any context, and then she understood what Ragnar was saying and a blush appeared on her face.

"I don't......"

"But," Ragnar changed the subject, "the love back then was unforgettable. I liked you, and you liked me, that was enough. Family background, being a good match, was not a consideration."

"That's great! I really want to be your age again~"

Hearing Ragnar's envious tone, Rita felt helpless. Although she had some contact with the bishop, she wouldn't fall in love with him all of a sudden.

Even if my heartbeat accelerated before, it was probably just the suspension bridge effect.

Thinking of this, Rita suddenly remembered the dragon seal still in her pocket.

Rita's body subconsciously tensed, as if trying to distract herself, and she retorted.

"Lord Ragnar, you are only 25 years old this year."

As a woman, Ragnar is clearly still at her most beautiful stage.

"My mother gave birth to me when she was 24."

"Hmm..." For a young girl, discussing having children was still too far away. Rita pursed her lips, but she asked curiously, "Lord Ragnar, have you met anyone amazing?"

What Ragnar just said seemed like her life experience.

"Yes." Ragnar answered immediately.

Before Rita could ask, Ragnar said a name.

"Cecilia, Cecilia Shaniat."

"When I first became a Valkyrie, she was already an S-rank Valkyrie. Lady Cecilia even patted my head to encourage me. I was so excited that I almost fainted."

As if showing off.

But Rita puffed out her cheeks.

"Lord Ragnar, Lady Cecilia is a girl, right?"

Although he knew what he was asking, Lord Ragnar spoke maliciously about the seniors he once admired.

"Haven't you ever met any men who amazed you?"

"Yes." Ragnar turned his head and looked at Rita.

The two looked at each other, and Rita saw herself in Ragnar's purple eyes.

"Otto."

She calmly said a name.

Rita's heart skipped a beat.

"Before I became a Valkyrie."

"I once had the courage to like Bishop Otto."

8. Reasons for salvation

Because of her outstanding performance in training, she needed to further her studies and learn some skills that ordinary Valkyries did not need to master. Rita, who was still in the learning stage, simply continued to live in the trainee Valkyrie dormitory.

After saying goodbye to Ragnar, Rita returned to the dormitory and fell directly on her bed.

"Lord Ragnar, so cunning..."

No matter how Rita asked, Ragnar still didn't tell her who the man was that amazed her at the time.

But the clever Rita also guessed that the other party should be someone she knew, otherwise Lord Ragnar would just casually say a name and she wouldn't know whether it was true or not.

A figure appeared in Rita's mind.

She buried her face in the covers.

Lord Ragnar is such a fool, he plays matchmakers at random. How could I fall in love with Bishop Otto all of a sudden?

The bishop gave me the feeling of being a gentle brother.

and many more.

Rita looked up suddenly, as if she remembered something.

When she took out her "brother's" underwear from her pocket, Rita fell silent.

This deadly thing is still in my hands.

We can't throw it away. The bishop's things are all top secret. If there is any genetic information left on them and it is obtained by someone with bad intentions, something bad might happen.

So I had to hide first, and then find a time to put the things back into the bishop's closet without anyone noticing.

Where should I hide?

Her eyes swept across the room. It was difficult to find any completely private place in the dormitory. After looking around, Rita's eyes fell on the Q-version doll of the bishop at the corner of the bed.

Her eyes lit up.

Without Rita's company and unsure how to deal with the others who were familiar with his future self, Otto simply returned to his bedroom.

Computers are still fun.

Otto opened the video he hadn't finished watching again and felt that if no one came to disturb him, he would probably stay there forever.

However, without taking his eyes off the computer screen, Otto spoke slowly.

"Thank you for just now."

His words echoed in the room where only Otto was alone. He was thanking Xu Kong Wan Zang for helping him out.

But all he heard in response was some rustling sounds.

?

The sound came from under the table.

Otto lowered his head.

His eyes slowly opened wide.

Because Rita, who was supposed to say goodbye to him, actually crawled out from under the table.

But this is different from the Rita Otto knows.

The Rita in front of me is more mature and sexy.

She tilted her head back, a charming smile on her beautiful face, her cheeks were tinged with cherry pink, her eyelashes were crossed, and her wine-red eyes were flowing with a hazy color.

"Bishop Otto~"

Her red lips moved, uttering seductive, soft and lascivious sounds that made one's bones and muscles numb.

The woman crouched at Otto's feet in a seductive posture. Under Otto's gaze, she raised her white arms, placed her hands on Otto's knees, twisted her slender waist in an enchanting curve, and swayed her hips like a snake's tail. Like a charming snake, she slowly climbed up Otto's body, clinging to his body.

Whether it was unintentional or intentional, the woman with a charming face slightly opened her cherry-like mouth, and her small pink tongue playfully slipped out, licking her lips at Otto teasingly.

However, faced with such temptation, Otto only responded to her with his right hand.

[Hmm!]

Otto put his right hand on the woman's face and pushed her back under the table.