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Wuming was staying in a cafe with his ship girls, looking at the shouting crowd outside the window, when an unexpected person came up to him.

"Mr. Wuming, are you planning to wait until a conflict breaks out before coming here to calm things down and act as a savior?"

The short-haired beauty in a maid outfit came over with a tray and placed a cup of coffee in front of Wuming with a smile on her face.

Rita stood straight in front of him. Through the glass window, she could see the young Valkyries waving their arms anxiously, trying to calm the crowd, but it was obviously useless.

"I don't understand you."

Wuming looked at the black coffee. With his extraordinary sense of smell, he could smell that there was not a grain of sugar in it. It was pure black coffee that could make Mainz cry.

"When you came over here I thought you were going to pull a gun out from under your skirt."

"It has already happened, hasn't it?"

Rita smiled self-deprecatingly and looked deeply at Wuming and the five women whose identities were mysterious around him.

"My purpose for coming here is very simple, Mr. Wuming. If you think that the destiny is still too big and needs to be cut into pieces before you can eat it, then you can tell me directly and Rita will take care of everything for you.

But if possible, please give an answer as soon as possible, because just one minute after Bishop Otto's death, a town in South America experienced a Honkai phenomenon, and the scheduled Valkyrie team needs to mobilize the fastest aircraft. This authority can only be issued by Miss Amber or Bishop Otto. Just now, more than one Honkai energy reaction occurred on an island in the Atlantic Ocean, and the dispatch of the team and the cooperation of the local branch also require authority. "

The Valkyrie, who was always regarded as a measure of combat effectiveness, spoke in an unusually hasty tone.

"So whatever you want to do, do it as soon as possible."

She took out a tablet from her arms and placed it in front of Wuming.

On this display screen, which still carried the residual warmth of the young girl, dense red dots were flashing all over the world and spreading continuously.

Wuming rubbed his eyes silently.

"What about the Amber Man? And Otto should have left an heir, right?"

"Miss Amber is missing now. As for the successor left by Bishop Otto... unfortunately, only Miss Amber, who is closest to him, knows about this. Lady Yulandel has already devoted herself to work, and she is in a bad mood at the moment. I don't think she can take on the responsibility of becoming the Bishop of Heaven's Fate."

Rita paused before continuing.

"At least not now."

After she finished speaking, Wuming looked at the display screen silently. There was only a faint sound of breathing inside the cafe. The original owner and employees had disappeared at some point, and were replaced by Valkyries with weapons. They all had bad expressions, and it was difficult to understand why Rita, the deputy of the Undying Blade, would meet with the murderer who killed the Bishop of Destiny, and the atmosphere was quite good.

Frederick the Great cut the cake that had been served to him with an elegant posture. She spread the bright red strawberry jam with her dinner knife, painting the entire dish red, as bright red as freshly flowed blood.

"My dear, this world is more interesting than I thought."

She picked up a small piece of cake and put it into her plump red lips.

"Ha, I thought this would be a good place for romance."

"It's indeed a good place for romance, but outside of this good place, everywhere is a hellish place where you can't think too much."

Wuming seemed to understand where Otto's anger came from. The man who had been playing the clown all his life had been in an endless cycle of failure, breaking defenses and making mistakes. In the eyes of observers from a higher dimension, he was a worthless villain, but this villain had indeed become a part of the cycle of this world's rules unknowingly in order to satisfy his selfish desires. When he loved someone deeply, he also tried to create a world where his beloved was willing to stay, even if this world was equally rotten.

"I really hate cleaning up messes, especially if I made them myself."

Wuming said softly, then turned his gaze to Rita.

"Now, tell me how to put this mess on the right track as quickly as possible."

.......

The main traffic artery of Corison was crowded with people, and the billboards on both sides were playing the same loop of products selling a sense of security as usual, which sounded particularly harsh to the citizens.

"Emily, the Bishop still hasn't given any instructions?"

"No, the Honkai energy above reacted violently. Lord Yulandel used all his strength. It may have taken Lord Bishop a lot of effort to maintain the headquarters' smooth landing and protect the safety of the citizens."

The two Valkyries were wearing armor that shone with light. These third-generation Valkyrie armors were quickly put into use after being tested, which slowed down the rate of consumption of these consumables. They performed well on the battlefield against the Honkai beasts, but their deterrent effect on humans was mediocre. At least, they could not calm down these citizens who were angry because of fear.

"Ahem, people of Corisan..."

A familiar voice came from the billboard, causing the parade to fall silent.

On the billboard, the pale Bishop Otto was looking at everyone tiredly. He was in a very bad condition now, with disheveled blond hair, deep wounds on his face, and traces of bandages below his neck. There were infusion tubes and various medical equipment behind him, as if this man had just woken up and started speaking immediately.

"I am Otto Apokalis. I regret to meet you in such an indecent way, but the attack came too suddenly. I can't dress appropriately and greet everyone with a glass of red wine like I did in the past..."

Not only Corizon, but people all over the world can see this mysterious Bishop of Destiny with the help of various devices.

On the second floor of the cafe, the Valkyries stared with wide eyes at Wuming who was talking into the intercom with a dark face.

"First of all, the responsibility for all this lies with Anti-Entropy!"

Chapter 642: Saint Freya's Uninvited Guest

First, he appeared in public with wounds all over his body to win the sympathy of the people. Ordinary people talk about equality, but in fact they still assume that people have different values. For example, a dignified Bishop of Heaven's Destiny, let alone this almost-dead outfit, even if he put some eye drops on the corner of his eye, people would make up all kinds of reasons, and then be very moved by themselves, thinking that Otto cares about everyone.

Then he shirks the responsibility and passes the blame on, and the Bishop of Destiny is still the clean Lord Otto.

Wuming was holding the general speech script that was said to be prepared by Otto, and he felt very angry when he saw it.

But ordinary people didn't buy into this. As Wuming, wearing Otto's coat, began to speak, the people of Corison began to have different opinions among themselves, and then the march came to an end. Wuming seemed to hear that some people were planning to organize people to donate money to Otto, which made him laugh.

The aircraft that were difficult to mobilize without Otto's authority were quickly put into use after Helena.meta cracked it, and various resources were allocated reasonably. The huge machine of Destiny started slowly again and continued to fight against the Honkai with no end in sight.

"Now, do you want me to call you the Nameless Bishop?"

Rita watched all this silently and bowed slightly to Wuming.

"No, I only did it because I didn't want to lose to Otto, not because I wanted to be his successor."

Wuming twisted his neck, and the short-haired, elegant maid came lightly behind him and gently kneaded his shoulders with her five fingers in lace gloves.

"Okay, Commander, so what are you going to do next?"

Rita followed suit and when she found out that Wuming was not happy with the title of Bishop, she immediately changed the title and asked him softly about his plans, as if she was really just an ordinary restaurant maid.

"Set off for St. Freya Academy..."

As Wuming said this, he saw Frederick the Great stand up and pat Rita's arm. In the latter's surprised look, he reached out and gently pinched Wuming's shoulder.

"Little maid, can you please stay away from married men?"

Rita blinked, bowed slightly, and withdrew from the three-meter range of Wuming's body, showing her harmlessness with a gentle smile.

"But on the destiny side..."

"We can contact each other at any time. You can ask me anything directly. I will also look for someone willing to take over this mess."

Wuming felt the touch of the soft and boneless fingers dancing on his shoulders and nodded to Rita.

"Rita, if you can, please help me find Amber's whereabouts. I don't hate Otto, but if possible, I still hope he can die peacefully."

Otto has died three times, but this guy probably doesn't even know how many times he can die. Now the only clue is the artificial human Amber created with Kallen's genes. She is missing, which is probably related to Otto. But after taking control of the Schicksal headquarters, Helena.meta not only obtained a large amount of Schicksal technology and several technical blueprints from previous civilizations and some creations, but more importantly, she gained control of all Schicksal branches around the world, which means that the human power in this world is already in the hands of the port.

Otto's strength is largely due to the strength of Destiny. Even without Otto, Destiny is still the same Destiny, but without Destiny, Otto's threat is really nothing. If he cannot gather the power of all mankind, then for the port area, he is just a mosquito that can be slapped to death with ease.

Hearing this, Rita smiled bitterly.

"You really gave me a difficult problem, Commander."

She looked at Wuming's back as he walked out the door and couldn't help but ask.

"So, does the purpose of destiny need to be changed now?"

Wuming paused and then spoke.

"Unite humanity and fight the Honkai. If this is not the purpose of Destiny before, then let's change it to this."

The sound of Wuming's footsteps gradually faded away. Rita blinked and muttered to herself in disbelief.

"What a willful person."

Rita's whisper vanished like the wind, but the new bishop's order was engraved into the dogma of destiny the moment he spoke it. Some people sneered, some were solemn, and more were waiting.

Earlier, Kiana was fidgeting in class and wanted to cheer out loud.

Although she couldn't experience double satisfaction when eating, after knowing that Otto had sent this message, she and her other self, Silin, did get double the happiness.

'Hahahaha, this bastard actually died. I am dying of laughter. By the way, I will ask Wuming later if he recorded Otto's death. I want to watch it a hundred times!'

"There's no need to record the video, but the bad guy is finally dead. Phew, I feel relieved. My stinky dad can live a decent life now, without having to hide."

Xilin was excited that the villain who had played tricks on her all her life was finally dead. It gave her a great relief and also fulfilled her wish.

Kiana didn't feel that much. She had never even seen Otto in person. She hated this disgusting conspirator more because of Sirin's experience. She didn't have the player's perspective like Wuming. Not knowing his past and his experience of being ntr'd by the Sakura girl, she was even more disgusted with him. He was the kind of bad guy who could never be redeemed. The change that Otto's death brought to her was that her stinky dad didn't have to hide anymore, and Sirin's revenge was over.

The middle-aged male teacher at the podium saw Kiana twisting her body with excitement, and then staring at the clock from time to time, and he burst into laughter.

He looked at his watch, quickly finished explaining a point of knowledge, and then said "class is over" in sync with the bell.

Following his announcement, these young female students began to chat noisily. He was about to say a few words as usual when he suddenly felt something moving in his arms. He immediately pretended to be in a hurry to go to the bathroom and hurriedly ran towards it.

"Ain, what's wrong?"

After locking the door, this ordinary history teacher suddenly changed his voice and asked in a convincing tone.

"Walter, where are you now?"

"Did something happen at school?"

"Take a look at the video I sent you first."

After these brief words, Einstein transmitted a video.

Walter put on his headphones and watched the video footage shot by Anti-Entropy's spies in Corrison in silence. He looked at the roar and brilliance in the air, as well as the scene where the floating island of the Destiny headquarters fell and then narrowly avoided the crowds in the city and flew up again. His expression was a little solemn.

"It seems that Wuming really went there, and he really poses a great threat to Tianming."

As he said this, he suddenly heard the noise of students in the academy.

"Look up in the sky, there's another aircraft..."

He listened carefully and heard the voice of another female student.

"It looks like... the mark of the Destiny Headquarters!"

Chapter 643: Belief or Disbelief

"Rita, what are you doing here again?"

A small white-haired girl, whose height was only slightly higher than Rita's waistline, was standing on the principal's office chair with thick books on it, with her hands on her hips, trying to overwhelm the maid in front of her with her height advantage.

"Just like last time, accept orders from the Destiny Headquarters, Lady Theresa."

Rita reached out her hand to touch the short hair beside her ear and bowed slightly to the seemingly young principal.

"Then why did Grandpa call you here? He clearly promised me that he would not interfere with Saint Freya anymore!"

Hearing the expected answer, Theresa pouted and grumbled in dissatisfaction.

"I'm just a maid who follows orders."

Looking at the little girl who still looked innocent, Rita rarely showed a look of pity, and was slightly moved. However, this condescending sympathy only lasted for a few breaths. Without understanding the nature of the new boss, she did not want to lose the qualification to fight against Honkai by informing the former boss of his current situation.

"Well, Theresa knows."

The young principal leaned back, sitting upright on the elevated chair, and looked at Rita's elbows, shoulders and knees, all of which were covered with fine, light golden spots. He scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Um, Rita, the injuries caused by Judas, haven't healed yet?"

"It's safe to move now, Lady Theresa."

Any opposition caused by stance rather than character will not be so strong. Rita did not have any great resentment about being injured because of Theresa. This was a task she chose to take on after weighing her own abilities. The injury was a problem with her ability, no wonder this petite girl got hurt.

"Here, this is the medicine my grandfather prepared for me. I heard it's quite precious. When I was using Judas, I would occasionally get hurt by mistake. Just apply a little on the wound and it will heal quickly. It smells good too. I'll give it to you. However, if you do this again, I won't show mercy!"

Theresa took out a tube of ointment from under the table with a little awkwardness, and did not forget to warn Rita in a serious tone with a warning. The latter nodded at the right time, behaving as respectfully as usual.

"Thank you for your gift. Rita will put it to good use."

"Well, then go and do your work, and don't disturb the students."

Having said this, Theresa looked at the pile of documents with a bitter face again, took out a bottle of dark green juice from the golden cross placed diagonally on the side, took small sips of it with a straw, and no longer paid attention to the maid who made her feel uncomfortable.

Rita lifted her skirt, bent her body slightly, and turned away gracefully.

While Rita was negotiating, Wuming and his group were also surrounded by the female students. However, it was different from what he expected. No one was interested in the unusual looks of the ship girls, and he, a rare stranger in the girls' school, attracted a lot of attention.

"Commander, is that bastard Otto really dead?"

Kiana came to Wuming with her hands behind her back, but couldn't help asking again.

"He has died three times. Without another host to back him up and revive him, he is indeed dead."