I'm in Morioh, just joined a chat group for cute girls.

Immediately afterwards, a figure slowly emerged from the distorted light and shadow.

She was a little girl who looked only seven or eight years old, with long purple hair reaching her waist, and golden cross-shaped pupils filled with contempt and arrogance.

She was wearing a short white dress, barefoot, and hovering in mid-air, looking down at the crowd on the ground.

She first looked down at her new, petite body and nodded with great satisfaction.

"Not bad, my strength has recovered a lot."

Then, with a thought, her body rapidly grew in a burst of light, transforming into Kiana's appearance in her Herrscher armor.

She moved her hands and feet, feeling the surging power within her, and nodded, equally satisfied.

But in the end, she reverted to her petite, loli-like appearance.

"You really are reckless."

Gu Ye looked at her, "Do you know what the price of failure is?"

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"Of course I know."

Xilin scoffed and said dismissively, "At worst, I'll just die. It's not like I haven't died before; resurrection is a piece of cake for me."

"Not necessarily."

Gu Ye shook his head. "If you fail the arrow trial, your soul will be erased. Without a soul, how can you be resurrected? This time, it was purely luck."

Sirin's expression changed slightly, but she still stubbornly said, "No matter what, I've succeeded! I've escaped that idiot's body, and I can move freely now!"

"Is this... what you looked like when you were a child?"

Durandal looked at Sirin, who was floating in mid-air, and asked with a complicated expression.

"There's no mistake, that's Sirin, the Second Herrscher."

Theresa's expression turned serious. "I will never forget that look."

Upon hearing Theresa's words, Sirin turned to her, a mocking smile playing on her lips: "Heh, you defeated opponent, you still dare to appear before me?"

"you!"

Theresa was instantly enraged, her small body trembling with anger.

But she quickly forced herself to calm down, waved her hand, and said in an elder's tone, "Fine, since you're now my niece, I, the headmaster, will be magnanimous and let you off this time."

Durandal ignored their bickering. She simply looked at Sirin with a tenderness she had never shown before and asked softly, "So, Sirin, would you still... be my sister?"

Xilin paused for a moment, a barely perceptible wavering flashing in her usually arrogant eyes.

She subconsciously tried to use harsher words to mask her true feelings, but the words that came out of her mouth turned out differently.

She turned her head away haughtily, avoiding Durandal's gaze, and muttered in a very low voice, "Hmph... seeing how sincere you are, I'll reluctantly let you be my older sister."

Durandal smiled, embraced Kiana and Sirin, and softly called out, "Sister."

……

Inside the villa's restaurant, morning light streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto the long dining table, and the air was filled with the aroma of toasted bread and coffee.

However, this moment of tranquility was shattered by an angry slam of the table.

"That bastard! How dare she use my body to do such a dangerous thing!"

Kiana suddenly stood up, her eyes filled with rage. "What if... what if I really die! No, what if my body really dies!"

She had just learned from Mei how Sirin had seized control of her body while she was unconscious and how she had made a huge gamble with the "arrow".

"Kiana, calm down."

Raiden Mei quickly got up, walked to her side, gently took her hand, and comforted her in a gentle tone, "See, everything's alright now, isn't it? What's done is done, and the outcome isn't so bad, right?"

"But……"

Kiana wanted to argue, but when she felt the soft touch on her hand and saw the concern in Mei's eyes, her momentum immediately weakened.

"Look at it from another angle, now that she has her own body, she won't keep nagging in your head anymore."

Mei continued to persuade softly, "Isn't this a good thing for you too?"

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"Hmph, you're right."

Kiana pouted and sat down again, but still angrily picked up a piece of bread and took a big bite, muttering indistinctly, "Since Mei said so, I'll mercifully forgive her this time!"

Yiling Yier and the umbrella age

Chapter 110 The substitute and the master share the same senses, so...

Sitting opposite her, Rita Losweather elegantly cut the fried eggs on her plate with a knife and fork, a flawless smile on her face, but her eyes subtly took in everything.

"Resurrected"?

Kiana's condition at the time resembled the loss of vital signs following a failed experiment.

Only after Mr. Gu Ye came into contact with her did her heartbeat and breathing return.

Based on previous rumors about his abilities, the truth of this matter is probably not as simple as "awakening a Stand".

This information needs to be reported to Lord Otto as a top priority.

As she thought this, her hands didn't stop moving at all.

The atmosphere at breakfast became somewhat awkward due to Kiana and Sirin's argument.

Having gained an independent body, Sirin is now sitting at the dining table as a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl, her small legs dangling in mid-air, swinging back and forth.

"Hey, bug, your eating manners are still as unsightly as ever~"

Sirin poked at the strawberries on her plate with her fork, glancing at Kiana who was struggling with a large plate of food, a contemptuous smile on her lips.

"Mind your own business! I'll eat however I want!"

Kiana, her mouth full, retorted with puffed-out cheeks, "It's better than some people becoming tiny!"

"What did you say, you piece of trash!"

Celine's eyebrows immediately shot up.

"Alright, alright, you two, don't argue while eating."

Mei handed out a glass of milk to each person, successfully preventing the fighting from escalating further.

The two of them snorted coldly and turned their heads away.

As breakfast was nearing its end, Xilin suddenly jumped off her chair. Ignoring everyone else, she walked straight to Gu Ye's side and stopped.

She looked up, staring intently into Gu Ye's eyes, and said in a tone that only the two of them could hear, yet deliberately meant to be noticed by everyone around them: "Hey, I haven't forgotten what happened last night☆~"

After saying that, she gave a playful, meaningful smile, and before anyone could react, she turned and walked briskly out of the restaurant alone, heading towards the sunny beach outside.

Celine disappeared through the doorway, and the restaurant fell silent for a moment.

All eyes turned to Gu Ye and Kiana, whose face was flushed.

"what?"

W put down his knife and fork, raised an eyebrow with interest, and his eyes gleamed with undisguised curiosity and amusement. "Last night? What interesting things did you two do behind everyone's back last night?"

Her voice was neither too loud nor too soft, just enough for everyone at the table to hear clearly.

Bronya was also very curious.

Bronya put down her game console, turned to Gu Ye, and stated in a calm tone, "Based on Sirin's tone and Kiana's physiological reaction, there is a very high probability that what happened last night involved highly private interactions."

"Uh-huh."

Seele, standing beside her, nodded in agreement, her eyes filled with pure curiosity. "Indeed, Kiana's face is so red."

"No, no!"

Kiana sprang up from her seat like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, waving her hands wildly in front of her, trying to deny it. "It's a secret! A secret! Don't pry into girls' privacy!"

Her cheeks were so red they looked like they were about to bleed, and her eyes darted around, unable to meet anyone's gaze.

"Kiana's usual behavior doesn't seem like that of a girl who values ​​privacy."

Bronya pointed out the contradictions in her words without hesitation, her tone remaining as calm as ever.

"Just saying,"

W joined in the jeering, a wide grin revealing sharp fangs. "Usually so loud and boisterous, now you're acting all ladylike?"

"Well, my breasts are bigger than yours!"

Backed into a corner, Kiana's mind went blank, and she finally shouted out this taunt that could be described as a sweeping retort. She puffed out her rather large chest and glared at Bronya.

The effect of this statement was immediate.

Bronya froze instantly, instinctively lowering her head to look at her flat chest.

The air in the restaurant seemed to freeze for two seconds.

"...Bronya just hasn't fully developed yet."

She forced out this rebuttal through gritted teeth, then picked up the game console again, no longer glancing at Kiana, but her fingers were pressing the buttons much faster than before.

Seeing the atmosphere in the restaurant freeze over because of Kiana's sweeping statement, Theresa put down her bitter melon juice, cleared her throat, and turned her gaze to Durandal, who had been eating quietly since earlier.

"Durandal, is there any new information from Schicksal regarding Siegfried's whereabouts?"

Theresa's tone became serious, with a hint of anticipation in her eyes.

Upon hearing this, the blonde girl gently put down her knife and fork and wiped her mouth with a napkin.

She shook her head, a hint of sadness flashing in her eyes.

"No, Headmaster."

Durandal's voice was calm and clear, "'The Undying Blade' used every available intelligence network, but Father seemed to have vanished into thin air, leaving no trace of any value."

"Yeah……"

Theresa sighed and leaned back in her chair. "I've been searching through my own channels as well, but to no avail. It's understandable that you can't find it either."

After a brief silence, Theresa spoke again, this time with a sharper gaze: "And you, Durandal? Are you ready to face him?"

Durandal paused slightly, then raised her head, met Theresa's gaze with unwavering eyes, and nodded emphatically.

"Yes, Headmaster."

Her voice carried an undeniable determination: "From the moment I accepted myself as Kiana's older sister and the eldest daughter of the Kaslana family, I was prepared to face anything."

Looking at the mature and reliable blonde girl in front of her, Theresa's gaze softened, and a wave of emotion welled up in her heart.

Cecilia, can you see this?

This is your daughter; she has grown into such an outstanding Valkyrie.

If you were still alive, you would surely be proud to have Kiana, Sirin, and her three daughters who are very different yet equally outstanding.

Theresa turned her head, extended her finger, and gently tapped Kiana on the forehead, who was still basking in the glory of her "victory."

"Did you hear that, Kiana?"

Theresa put on a stern face and adopted the air of a school principal. "You need to work hard too! Your sister is already the strongest S-rank Valkyrie in Schicksal, while you haven't even passed the formal Valkyrie exam yet!"

"Well!"

Kiana covered her forehead, puffing out her cheeks in dissatisfaction. "I know, I know, Theresa, you're so long-winded!"

She jumped off the chair, hands on her hips, her face full of defiance, and loudly declared to Theresa and Durandal, "Just you wait and see! I'm a genius! In less than a year, no! In half a year! I'll become an S-rank Valkyrie!"

To prove her point, Kiana gave a smug hum and extended her right hand.

With a slight spatial distortion, an energy spear shimmering with a dangerous purple light appeared out of thin air in her palm.

The spearhead pointed directly at the ceiling, and the energy fluctuations it emitted caused ripples in the surrounding air.

"See! I can use the power of the Herrscher of the Void now!"

Kiana proudly puffed out her chest, as if showing off her most beloved toy, "Manipulating space, summoning the Spear of the Void, I'm very strong!"

However, Durandal simply looked at her calmly, her tone completely unmoved.