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"Rita!?"
A question of surprise and uncertainty, and a bewildered shout, rang out at the same time.
[Another Bianca, you're back again?]
Tian Guang's slightly childish voice rang in Bianca's mind, seemingly quite surprised by it.
Upon hearing this, Bianca was initially puzzled, but after looking around and seeing the silver-haired girl, she suddenly realized what was going on.
She went back to the past!
Can you explain the current situation?
After a very brief silence, Bianca quickly calmed down.
I've already given you a general overview of the situation. Explaining it in detail would be a long story. First, can you convince Rita that I'm Bianca?
Tianguang communicates in a way that aligns with Bianca's straightforward personality.
I used the original Bianca card for identity verification, how could that be wrong?
【……Can.】
After a moment's thought, Bianca gave her answer.
Both her physical body and her instinctive intuition clearly told her this.
The owner of this body is another Bianca, the so-called parallel world counterpart, who already knew about and understood the existence of counterparts.
Since it is 'herself', she is probably not a person with malicious intent. It's not that Bianca is certain that all her parallel world selves are good people; she can sense the emotions of her other self through a mental link.
However, if this is a parallel world, then theoretically, the person in front of me isn't the Rita I know, right?
As I mentioned before, I'm not sure if this qualifies as a parallel world for you. Anyway, let's give it a try.
【it is good. 】
The silver moon hung in the sky, hidden among the clouds, shyly watching the peaceful world, casting its pure light, and the atmosphere became somewhat subtle.
Rita lowered her head, her expression hidden in the shadows beneath her bangs, and walked up to Bianca with her long legs clad in black stockings.
Rita crouched down and stared intently at the young girl, her wine-red pupils as dark and intense as blood.
"..."
A fragrant breeze caressed her face, and Bianca instinctively took a step back.
Although she agreed, Rita's gaze, filled with both suspicion and intense desire, made her think of some unpleasant things.
“Rita, Rita…”
"Lady Durandal, when we first entered the Sea of Quanta on our mission, what threats did the pirates seem to be facing?"
Determining the identity of the person in front of her is very simple for Rita.
In this world, if she claims to know Durandal better, no one would dare to claim to know better!
Simply ask questions that only the two of you know the answer to.
Bianca instantly understood Rita's intention, crossing her arms: "Leviathan."
"Correct answer."
Rita smiled and nodded, then continued, "So, how did we manage to kill them until their flippers fell off?"
"We didn't deal with Leviathan; Shakespeare and her team dealt with it using the amphibious ironclad ship Caledonia. I remember I got soaked to the bone that time."
The distant past has not faded with time, but has transformed into an unforgettable memory. Bianca smiles knowingly as she recalls the past, her azure eyes filled with nostalgia.
Under Silverwing's watchful eye, the two played a five-minute question-and-answer game.
"Next question: How many torpedoes can the heavily modified Caledonia carry?"
Rita gently bent down, slowly bringing her bright, smiling face closer to the young girl, as if to increase the sense of pressure.
Very friendly, yet with a mischievous cunning.
"Fish? This, this..."
Bianca's lips tightened, her face flushed, and she spoke with annoyance, as if she had discovered her opponent cheating in a game:
"Who would remember such trivial matters?"
"Incorrect answer."
Rita called out softly in an extremely exaggerated tone, "Oh my! Who are you!? Why are you impersonating Lady Durandal?"
"I'm telling you, at least try to act convincingly!"
Bianca was furious. "You were laughing the whole time! You didn't stop!"
She had already figured out her adjutant's personality back when they explored the Sea of Quanta together. On the surface, he was respectful and polite to everyone, but in reality, he had a cunning little devil hidden in his heart!
And this little devil really enjoys teasing her!
"cough."
The silver-haired girl, who had already discovered the truth, spoke up at the right moment, smiling and waving her phone at Rita: "A cute photo of Bianca blushing and embarrassed, 1000 US dollars per photo."
Bronya!
Her childhood physical development seems to have had other effects on Durandal, such as making her more prone to emotional fluctuations and unconsciously leading her to adopt more childlike behavioral patterns.
"Thank you! Miss Bronya, I'll take them all!"
Rita's speed in taking out her phone to pay was like that of a fanatic grabbing tickets to their idol's concert.
"Rita!!"
Little Bianca puffed out her cheeks slightly and let out a long sigh: "You... on which question did you decide?"
"The third one~"
Rita raised her neck slightly, like a swan that had won a victory.
"A third one? Are those two questions enough?"
Little Bianca asked in surprise.
Rita thought for a moment, then said seriously, "If we also know all of Lady Durandal's habits, manner of speaking, tone of voice, and subtle movements, then that will be enough."
"Although I've known this for a long time..."
Seeing Rita's knowing and knowledgeable manner, Bianca couldn't help but swallow nervously, a little sweat beading on her forehead. "Rita, you really are a scary person."
"Thank you for your praise, Lady Durandal. Rita is very honored."
Hearing Bianca's indignant comments, Rita laughed heartily, which made Bianca glare at her.
I wasn't complimenting you!
Rita smiled, looked at the silver-haired girl, and hesitated for a moment: "So, Miss Bronya, could you explain the current situation to Rita?"
"First of all, I don't fully understand it either. Secondly, I need to ascertain your current stance."
Silverwing held up a finger, smiling broadly: "Bianca and I are going to infiltrate the Schicksal branch and take Wendy away. Are you going to side with Otto to stop us, or help us?"
"If you choose the former, you have to fight me, Bianca, first."
Otto, or Durandal-sama who has become a loli?
Do we even need to choose?
"Ha~"
Rita smiled gracefully: "Then, there's only one answer!"
"Rita will always stand by Lady Bianca's side."
"Hmm~ Although you didn't break your scythe to show your loyalty, I believe you."
Silverwing snapped his fingers.
Sister Ta, thank me!
As everyone knows, Rita has a knack for making mistakes almost every day.
However, as long as I switch vehicles quickly enough, the overturned vehicle won't be able to catch up with me!
"Thank you, Rita-neechan!"
The serious expression on her well-proportioned face suddenly turned into a bright, childlike smile. The blonde little girl raised her voice, and Tian Guang ended the automatic battle, regaining control of her body.
"Lady Yulandel..."
This form of address doesn't suit Lady Durandal's personality, but... it doesn't matter.
At this moment, Rita felt no regret in dying. Even if the little girl asked her to kill Otto right now, she wouldn't hesitate for a second!
"Then I'll have to ask you to lead us into the branch, Rita."
Silverwing pulled Rita's soul back from the brink of drifting to heaven.
"No problem, Lady Durandal, Miss Bronya, please follow me."
Rita bowed slightly and walked with light steps.
The S-rank Valkyrie of Destiny, Bishop Otto's black glove, betrayed him without hesitation, becoming a glorious guide.
On the way, Tian Guang, in the spiritual connection, used misleading rhetoric such as "the unspoken truth" and "the vague concept of facts."
The goal is to guide Bianca to fill in the blanks herself, thereby enabling her to engage in a reasoned, well-founded, and convincing exchange.
Successfully fooled... cough, made Bianca believe that this was an accident, and that she was currently in the past, on a mission to prevent the Fourth Honkai Impact.
Bianca, the righteous former strongest S-class Valkyrie and current head instructor of Schicksal Academy, certainly wouldn't stand idly by while the Honkai was destroyed.
He immediately said he would help!
Led by Rita, the current S-rank Valkyrie with the highest authority, Silverwing and Skylight, who had hacked into the branch using Jizo's Soul and fabricated false identities for themselves, ignored the guards and openly "infiltrated" the New Zealand branch through the main gate.
PS:
Chapter 382 Becoming Green Seele's Sister.
The New Zealand branch is located in a relatively remote suburb, far from the glitz and glamour of the bustling city, where the starry night sky is a sight to behold.
No matter how beautiful the scenery, it is ultimately people who appreciate it.
The girl in the wheelchair had shoulder-length short hair that was black on the outside and blue on the inside, with the ends sticking out slightly. Her pale face looked sickly as she quietly looked up at the night sky.
The gentleness in his eyes gradually turned into a deep darkness after gazing at the night sky behind the stars for a long time, as if he had lost his warmth.
"Move! Get moving!"
She struggled and cried out in a low voice, but no matter how hard she tried, her slender, bandaged legs remained motionless as if they were filled with lead.
"Why!? Why did this happen?!"
Her efforts were in vain. She lowered her head, panting, and her eyes, fixed on her legs, gradually hardened.
She slightly raised her lips, revealing clenched teeth, and suddenly raised both hands into fists, striking her legs with a fierce and devastating force...
Wendy is a kind and understanding girl who was Theresa's best student when she was at St. Freya Academy.
No matter how gentle one's personality, having one's legs damaged and losing the freedom to walk is a devastating blow.
From a genius who was considered to be the fourth S-class Valkyrie to a disabled person confined to a wheelchair, the huge gap is difficult for even mentally strong adults to cope with, let alone a 14-year-old child.
In the presence of other Valkyries, Wendy can maintain a strong and resilient demeanor.
Even in the first two months, Wendy was able to maintain a positive attitude and cooperate with the researchers, looking for ways to recover or trying to further fuse the gem.
But as six months went by, Wendy's hope gradually faded.
After realizing that she would never be able to stand up, walk, or run again, Wendy, alone on a lonely night, could no longer suppress the negative emotions in her heart.
A vague, indistinct voice seemed to be instructing her in her mind.
Why her?!
It was because of those hypocritical guys that her leg got damaged!
Kill them!
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