Sky Striker Princess, but the swan song of Valkyrie.

"Ryoko-kun, I'm sorry to bother you while you're on sick leave. It's like this, Tachibana-kun, she..."

Kazanari Genjuro explained what had happened to Tachibana Hibiki.

"Ah, is that so? I understand. I'll take Xiao Xiang for a physical exam tomorrow, cough cough."

Deep in the mountains and forests, Sakurai Ryoko, clutching the huge, healing hole in her abdomen, smiled as she spoke into the communicator.

P.S. Good morning.

Chapter 150 Good Luck

"Is a neon-lit city really a place where you can find money so easily?"

Reflecting on her experiences over the past few days, Chris couldn't help but complain like this.

She once wondered what kind of crop the yen was, because if it wasn't, how could she receive so many banknotes that seemed to fly in from the wind, float on the water, and grow out of the soil?

"Furthermore, even if you wait a long time at the place where you found it, no one comes to look for it. Has Japan entered an era where people can just throw money away and are too lazy to look for it?"

Of course, Chris had investigated the reasons behind this, but even after waiting for almost a day near the money that had grown out, she didn't see anyone trying to look for it.

"Ugh, I don't understand. But this should be a good thing, right? At least with these, we won't go hungry for now."

Bending down and reaching in, Chris found another banknote mixed in with the mud washed up by the rain.

"Beep beep... Pop pop..."

"Damn it, these grunts again? Bring it on!"

Just as Chris put the banknotes, still covered in fresh dirt, into her clothes, several strange cries rang out, and various noises appeared from nowhere, wriggling towards her.

Her daily routine these past few days, aside from picking up some spare change from various odds and ends, has consisted of wits and courage against noise, which is always active around her.

"Do we really have to kill them all so quickly, Finney? Have you been using and deceiving me from the very beginning?"

Chris thought sadly as she watched the swarm of noise closing in on her.

After the tense situation was over, the sadness, pain, anxiety and other negative emotions that had been suppressed began to linger in her heart.

"Damn it, damn it, this is so annoying!"

Overwhelmed with sorrow, Chris felt a lump in her throat. The next moment, she transformed this sorrow into anger, instantly donning the Symphogear costume.

Thump----da da da---

The roar of machine guns rang out, and the numerous noises were instantly wiped out by the firepower of the magic bow under Chris's furious attack.

If she were hungry, Chris might be a little afraid of these grunts, but with supplies inexplicably plentiful, these grunts and noise posed little threat to her.

At best, it was just a live target for her to become more proficient in using the magic bow.

"Phew... Looks like I can't stay in this place anymore, I need to find a new place."

The machine gun fire stopped, and Chris once again stopped the noise from attacking her.

At the same time, she realized that this place had probably been discovered by Finney, and she had to wander again to find another place to live.

Splash splash-

As summer approaches, the most abundant thing is moisture. After removing her armor, the incessant rain soaked Chris's body, bringing an unbearable damp chill.

Am I destined to live like this forever, without a home, wandering aimlessly?

As Chris prepared to find a new place to stay, this thought popped into her mind, making her already bad mood even more depressed.

......

"Oh, thank you so much for these beautiful gifts, madam."

"It's unbelievable that those once respected gentlemen would do such a thing as abusing their power for personal gain."

"What's even more shameful is that they actually colluded with evil parties abroad to harm the interests of the United States of America."

"Thank goodness for your righteous report, otherwise we don't know how much longer we would have been deceived by them."

In a respectable-looking office, a man passionately accuses a young woman in front of him.

“Then, sir, I believe you will make good use of the gift I have given you to punish them.”

Lingyi responded expressionlessly, as if reading aloud.

"Of course, there's no need for you to get involved in such a trivial matter. You can entrust everything to me, and I will do my utmost to bring these criminals to justice..."

The man spoke enthusiastically, offering compliments.

"Well, I trust your enthusiasm. Well then, I have other matters to attend to, so please excuse me for now."

Lingyi replied in this way, then turned around and left the decent office space.

[Phew, after so many days, it's finally basically finished. Luckily, I had gathered some relevant intelligence beforehand, and we had natural landmines to use, so the completion was relatively quick this time.]

As Lingyi stepped out of the place she had just left, she breathed a sigh of relief and thought to herself.

After receiving Finney's request, she already had a solution in mind, and after several days, she successfully turned her idea into reality.

Now, all materials related to Finney have been destroyed, and those who liaised with Finney are embroiled in factional disputes. Several key figures have been subjected to numerous accusations. In the short term, the backstabbing that Finney fears should not materialize.

Then, what follows is...

With her work finished, Lingyi adjusted the screen in front of her.

Then, a screen appeared, and in the center of the screen was a white-haired girl dressed in red who had just finished a battle.

"..."

Previously, for security reasons, I left an invisible floating unit to follow Chris and monitor her to prevent her from doing anything that could endanger my safety.

Before leaving, considering that I might have to return soon after completing this task, I did not deactivate the previously set-up floating unit to allow Chris to follow me.

To my surprise, this unintentional act revealed to me that Finney seemed to have something she desperately wanted me to know, something she had to keep from me.

Therefore, although the reason is not yet clear, since Finney has taken action against me, it is reasonable for me to do something unspecified in return, without violating the agreement.

[Since we're targeting someone, then we need to target what Finney is trying to do. Since Finney wants to kill Chris, then I need to provide corresponding support for Chris's life.]

Furthermore, this support must not be discovered by Finney, lest she realize that I have already discovered something she doesn't want me to know.

Gazing at the image that floated before her, visible only to her, Lingyi pondered this for a long time.

Yes, that confirms it. My actions are still within the bounds of reason.

Lingyi made this assessment of her previous actions. Although there might have been some minor issues with the details, she had at least convinced herself of her own judgment.

For her, convincing herself was enough.

P.S. Good evening.

Chapter 151 The Returnees

"Yes, although I don't really want to admit it, Hibiki, your body is indeed as she said. If you continue to fight at high intensity, the relic will erode your body and endanger your life."

A woman named Sakurai Ryoko came to this conclusion after looking through a printed medical report.

"Is it really like that? If this fight continues, Hibiki will die..."

Kohinata Mirai felt very uneasy.

After learning about Hibiki Tachibana's health condition, Mirai Kohinata has been very worried and has been by Hibiki's side during her medical check-ups these past few days.

"Don't worry. Well, I also don't want to admit it, but Zero's talent is truly amazing. The potions she made precisely targeted the fragments of the holy relic in Hibiki's body."

"As long as Xiao Xiang can follow the doctor's orders from beginning to end as before, theoretically this crisis will not occur until the end of her life."

Sakurai Ryoko smiled and said to Kohinata Mirai, giving her a sense of reassurance.

"Haha, so there's absolutely nothing to worry about in the future. Look how healthy I am, don't I?"

After finishing her physical examination, Hibiki Tachibana stepped off the examination bed and smiled as she spoke to Mirai.

"It's because Hibiki kept this from me that I'm worried."

Kohinata Mirai said helplessly, feeling somewhat at a loss for words regarding her best friend's incredible composure.

"Well... hahaha, speaking of which, Miss Liaozi, where is Master? I just remembered, since my body is fine, I should go find Master to train."

Hibiki Tachibana smiled and turned to look at Ryoko Sakurai, trying to change the subject.

"Oh, Genjuro? He just said he had something to do, so he left. If you want to find him, you'll probably have to wait until tonight."

Sakurai Ryoko smiled and explained the fact that things weren't going very well with Tachibana Hibiki.

"Huh?"

Hibiki Tachibana's idea of ​​escaping was abruptly ended before it could be put into practice.

"Alright, Hibiki, let's go back together. I still have a lot to say to Hibiki."

Seeing the stunned Tachibana Hibiki, Kohinata Mirai placed her hand on the other's shoulder without expression and said quietly.

"Oh dear, in the future, I'll pay back the money I owe you before, can you please not be angry?"

"I don't think it's time for you to receive your allowance yet, is it?"

"This, oh..."

With this conversation, Tachibana Hibiki was dragged out of the physical examination room by Kohinata Mirai, crying.

"Youth is so energetic! Alright, the last bit of work is done, and preparations are complete. Now, let's..."

Sakurai Ryoko smiled as she watched the two men being pushed away.

......

Dark, gloomy clouds gathered, and a torrential downpour pounded down on the area, soaking the pedestrians who were walking there.

【here it is?】

Chris, who was walking along the side of the street while sheltering from the rain, realized that she seemed to have come to a familiar place, which made her slightly stunned.

Wooden crates covered with tarpaulins were piled on the wooden platform, and banners with celebratory messages were hung in advance on both sides of the street.

Those facilities are for preparing for the summer festival. Ah, speaking of which, it's already July, it's time to start preparing.

Looking at the surrounding facilities, Chris realized this.

[I've had the experience of a summer festival, a long-lasting event that allows people to play together.]

Upon realizing this, a bittersweet memory welled up in Chris's heart.

[Damn it, forget it, thinking about these things is pointless. The most important thing now is to find a place to shelter from the rain. Pointless reminiscing only makes one weak.]

Suppressing the emotions of seeing the object and reminiscing about the person in her heart, Chris calmed down with the help of the splashing rain.

Then she began looking for a place to call a place to stay, and soon she found a place that met her requirements.

No light was coming out, the windows were sealed off, and the front door was ajar. Was it abandoned? The facilities seemed quite complete, meeting my requirements.

Chris looked at the building and, after a brief assessment, decided it could serve as her temporary residence.

But... if I were here, it would probably remind me of even more vulnerable memories.

However, Chris looked somewhat hesitant as she looked around, because she had a vague recollection of this place.

Should we go somewhere else? But the rain seems to be getting heavier. Oh well, they're just weak memories. I've grown up now, and I'll never let such weak memories hold me back.

With this thought in mind, Chris felt filled with determination and walked into the building.

After passing through the main gate, you enter the stairwell, where an old safety sign hangs prominently.

As she climbed the stairs, one floor at a time, Chris noticed that the steps here were much lower than before.

We need to find a suitable place to rest, a spacious area, with room to react in case of a possible noise attack.

Chris was considering this when she realized there was a place that perfectly met her requirements.

Moving forward, backward, and upward, the floor numbers gradually grew until they reached their limit, and Chris arrived at her destination.

At the end of the stairs was a reddish iron door covered in rust. Above the door, an old mechanical lock hung haphazardly, offering no protection whatsoever.

I never imagined I'd return to this place, but what's the point? Neither she nor I have become people we never imagined we'd be.

Memories of the past stirred Chris's nerves, her emotions rippling with the sound of the pouring rain.

"Forget it, we've already fallen to this point, why are we still thinking about this? Let's eat something before those noises attack again."

Chris muttered to herself, as if this would bring peace back to her heart.

I remember that the rooftop in this place had a rain shelter installed...