The white-haired woman holding the war banner stared blankly, her gentle face instantly flushed with countless shades of crimson and the aura of spring.
The sensation, never before experienced, transcended the profound barrier between species, allowing even this perfect Stigma Construct to experience the ultimate bliss of life.
The painful memories inherited from the previous generation's Misteln were neutralized in an instant by this intense physical impact. Even in this short moment, it made this woman feel the beauty of life.
It felt too good!
She almost lost the will to fight because of it.
But the enemy was still before her, and a single misstep could lead to a fatal outcome.
The fluttering war banner was righted by Misteln just as it was about to fall. The World Serpent executive in her white battle suit was unyielding, fearless even in the face of the Inner World Protagonist's indiscriminate AOE attack!
"This ability is really..."
Her pure body and mind had been tainted by something indescribable, but even so, she couldn't find the right words to describe what she had just experienced.
Misteln held her war banner, leaning her weight on the weapon, her face flushed red.
Opposite her, the perpetrator showed no mercy. The girls behind him were swaying unsteadily.
"Misteln, you have no escape now. Hand over my Herrscher of Reason power, and you can suffer a little less."
On the stage of saving the world, there was no room for retreat.
Since Misteln chose to take the Herrscher power from him, she had chosen to stand with World Serpent and become their enemy.
Hand over the Herrscher power, and she could suffer a little less.
Misteln, whose legs were still weak, had yet to answer, but the sisters Kiana and Durandal already had conflicted expressions.
This woman who had suddenly appeared before them called herself Misteln Schariac, but they had no memory of such a member of the Schariac family.
Yet her voice, appearance, and smile were identical to their mother, Cecilia Schariac, and even her personality was almost the same.
The two even suspected that Cecilia had survived the battlefield of the Second Honkai Eruption and made some kind of unspeakable deal with the World Serpent organization, thus appearing under the name Misteln.
If this guess was true...
"..."
With their companions' eyes on them from behind, the two sisters were almost overwhelmed with shame.
Durandal and Kiana exchanged a glance, tacitly fixing their gazes on the back of the man before them.
If looks could kill, this guy would have already enjoyed the top-tier treatment of nine stabs and eighteen holes.
This damn fiend actually wanted to create the legendary family rice bowl. He was simply courting death!
They really wanted to kill him!
The young Brian was well aware of everything, but he wasn't panicked.
There would always be a moment when the truth came out and everything was revealed. This pair of Kaslana sisters would eventually know that his good intentions were not aimed at them, but at them and Bronya.
Misteln was unaware of the undercurrents swirling in the dark. As she remained silent, she was also using all her strength to erase the pink mark on her body.
Although she didn't know what this thing was, just looking at its location told her it was extraordinarily improper.
"I think there's no need for us to continue fighting. We should sit down and have a proper talk." The erasure was not yet successful; Misteln still needed to work hard.
Stalling for time.
But it depended on whether the person in question agreed.
"Misteln, you've run out of chances."
A large hand reached out from the air, making Misteln's eyes tremble.
Without a doubt, if she were caught by this man, she would have no room to escape and would only sink endlessly into that indescribable pleasure.
No!
Making a choice in a panic, the woman with messy snow-white hair gave a command to the army of Reason constructs behind her: "Attack!"
A crystal-like gate opened behind her, clearly intending to flee this place that had left her with such painful memories.
If she had a choice, she would never appear before this man again!
However, among the crowd, the silver-haired girl's eyes flashed with a sharp light.
"Don't even think about running! Stay here and explain everything before you go!"
Space locked!
Escape failed!
"Misteln, it seems you refuse to see reason!" The unhindered large hand grabbed her by the neck, the Inner World Protagonist's actions swift and decisive.
Honeysuckle Crest · Thousandfold Sensitivity!
"..."
Shuddering, whimpering, fear, blanking out...
A world where every breath was pleasure completely shattered Misteln's defenses, which had never been subjected to such an attack.
The gentle, silver-haired woman was forced to enhance her bedroom skills under such an intense assault, her whole body trembling as undignified saliva dripped from her small mouth.
It almost turned her into an idiot.
A conflict came to an end.
Only the golden-haired Valkyrie was left somewhat speechless.
Durandal: →_→
My dear sister, do you have any idea what you've done!?
Even if this woman isn't our real mother, her face is at least very relatable! Do you get a great sense of accomplishment from tormenting a woman who looks just like your own mother?
"This..." Kiana realized her mistake too late, not daring to meet Durandal's almost murderous gaze. "Let's just leave it at that. It's already come to this anyway."
Durandal: "..."
This troublesome sister and brother-in-law were truly a headache, and this strange woman who was suspected to be their mother was also very weird.
She really had her hands full worrying about the harmony of this family.
The Inner World Protagonist, who had completely subdued Misteln, hefted the woman in his hands. Aside from some undignified saliva that dripped from the corner of her mouth and flew everywhere with his movements, the woman had almost entered a disabled state, devoid of any ability to resist.
It was time to force a confrontation with this World Serpent executive.
"Mei, you all wait here. I need to get the Herrscher of Reason's power back from this woman."
"Mm, go ahead. Remember to be quick."
While Durandal and Kiana were debating whether to intervene, Brian had already disappeared from their sight, carrying Misteln.
It seemed...
"Even if we wanted to stop him now, it's a bit late, isn't it?"
Based on Kiana's understanding of that guy, following him now would lead to nothing but a rice bowl situation.
Gathering all the Herrscher powers was a necessary step to becoming the Herrscher of the End. By refusing to return the Herrscher power she had taken, the woman calling herself Misteln was opposing the entire world.
Either she'd be played with until her eyes went vacant and a large puddle of thirsty saliva dribbled from her mouth, or she'd be outright raped by that guy.
After all...
Kiana poked her older sister: "Durandal, he carries the burden of saving the world's justice on his shoulders!"
"..."
Mother-daughter rice bowl = the justice of saving the world...
The valiant Valkyrie felt the malice and absurdity of the world, making a pained expression.
"Kiana, do you know what I want to say right now?"
"If you want to follow and join the rice bowl, it's not like I can't understand..."
"KI! A! NA!"
You inherently evil little sister, you're courting death!
A powerful hand shot out, grabbing Kiana's hair and taking her for a rough ride.
...
The building complex in the moon's inner world was vast and cold, filled with a desolate aura from ancient times.
This ruin, filled with traces of history, was not the work of Fire Moth from fifty thousand years ago; they had merely added their own colors to the traces left by their predecessors.
If one were to count from the earliest traces, the history of this architectural complex exceeded two hundred and fifty thousand years, and it even contained traces of silicon-based life.
However, the origin of this ruin had little to do with Brian.
His most important mission now was to reclaim the power of the Herrscher of Reason, crack Kevin's Stigma Project, and then lead all of humanity to overcome the Honkai.
Arriving at a hidden room, he found a sufficiently flat and wide giant rock.
The black-haired youth tossed the snow-haired woman onto it. The rough action, combined with the power of the thousandfold little toy, sent a powerful nerve impulse through Misteln's body, causing the beautiful woman to once again drool undignifiedly from the corner of her mouth.
It almost completely soaked her battle robe.
But a woman who was like an idiot was clearly not what Brian wanted.
Fucking an idiot is illegal, and you can't get what you want from an idiot.
Thousandfold sensitivity, deactivated!
Without that abyss-like, addictive nerve impulse, Misteln finally had a chance to climb out of the abyss of pleasure.
Her eyes focused. The first thing she felt was her severely dehydrated, weak, and limp body.
Secondly, her damp and sticky clothes filled her with shame, making her want to leap up and kill him.
Her slender fingers made a grasping motion, and the iron-blooded war banner appeared in her hand.
In the next breath...
"Miss Misteln, I advise you to look at the thing on your stomach and calm down." The man's voice was filled with the calm of someone who had the world in his grasp.
Misteln looked down, and the Honeysuckle Crest on her stomach was flashing with her breath.
Without a doubt, with just a thought from this man, she would once again experience that pleasure that could make one fall into an abyss, with no chance of climbing out.
"You bastard..." Even Misteln, who had always treated others with a gentle attitude, couldn't contain the anger in her heart at this moment.
"What about me?" the young Brian chuckled lightly.
Misteln subconsciously curled up, as if this guy's gaze had an unprecedented penetrating power that could strip her clothes off.
"You were the one who stole the Herrscher of Reason's power from me through the Stigma Project, standing in our way of overcoming the Honkai."
"Since you, as the World Serpent executive Hare, have chosen to be our enemy, you should be prepared for retaliation."
"On the battlefield, there are no men or women, and women often suffer a worse fate than men."
This man's eyes seemed to hold a compelling light, making Misteln dare not meet his gaze.
"Admit your mistakes, and take your punishment when you're beaten."
"Misteln Schariac, your current predicament is all your own damn fault!"
Righteous and irrefutable!
Even if Hare wanted to refute, she couldn't find any weakness in his argument to attack.
"But you are a man. Don't you feel any shame using such despicable means on a woman like me?"
"Shame?" the Inner World Protagonist sneered. "Misteln, I've already said it. This is now a conflict between our path and Kevin's."
"As long as it can save the world, any means can be forgiven."
"Even if I were to rape you like a steak right here, as long as it helps our subsequent actions, it would be an act of justice."
The light of the righteous path shone on the Inner World Protagonist, and the light of the Mark of Conquest made Misteln's Honeysuckle Crest shine brightly.
Under this man's fierce gaze, Misteln couldn't help but curl up her body, feeling as if all her internal organs were involuntarily contracting.
So... so terrifying!
Her voice was small and weak, like a young bride who had been dragged into the bridal chamber by the village tyrant.
"You... you can't do this! I know about your relationship with Kiana and Durandal. I'm a woman who could be a mother to those two sisters!"
The gender argument failed, so Misteln tried to appeal to this man's filial piety towards his mother-in-law.
Brian: "Cecilia sacrificed herself long ago on the Siberian snowfields. You are not her."
He didn't know; he knew nothing at all.
In order not to be ravaged by this guy, Misteln had no choice but to start explaining her origins.
"I am a Stigma Construct born from the Schariac family's Stigma, a new life born from the Stigma, just like that 'Seele'."
"That Saintess of Schicksal gave her life on the battlefield of the Second Honkai Eruption, which also led to my birth; not only do I share the same appearance as her, but our connection is also closer than mere blood ties."
Everything was to establish a connection with this guy's mother-in-law.
Criticizing this lawless man from the moral high ground was her only straw to grasp now.
However...
"So what?" the young Brian took a step forward. "You're not my mother-in-law. You just look like her. The connection between you is just your empty words!"
"Hand over the Herrscher of Reason's power, or I'll make you suffer!"
"You... don't come any closer!?" The once high-and-mighty World Serpent executive Hare was crying under the threat of the Inner World Protagonist.
At this moment, Hare finally understood why her colleague Raven, after learning the full process of the Stigma Project, would choose to leave the moon without hesitation.
Because of this guy, because Raven had already been poisoned.
Anyone who offended this guy would be hunted to the ends of the earth, not to mention she had even taken the Herrscher of Reason's power from him, the biggest threat to the Stigma Project.
"It seems you prefer the hard way."
He took a step, and Misteln's heart trembled.
That exquisite face, tear-streaked, finally couldn't bear the fear in her heart.
"I'll return it! I'll return it all to you!"
"Too late!"
Crying only when death is at the door—she was asking for a beating.
The power of the Herrscher of Death was activated, disintegrating the thin fabric on Misteln's lower body.
A powerful hand grabbed the girl's slender ankle, forcibly pulling her body into a shameful position.
Casually creating a marker pen, the young Brian didn't hesitate, drawing a straight black line on the inside of the girl's smooth thigh.
Honeysuckle Crest · Thousandfold Sensitivity!
A small punishment to teach a big lesson. This time, he had to let this woman know what consequences were, so she would never dare to offend him again.
The intense sensation made the beautiful, snow-haired woman tremble all over. The uneven and rough rock beneath her further amplified the pleasure.
In the last sliver of remaining consciousness, Misteln began to regret why she had so recklessly chosen this man as her opponent.
Clearly... she just needed to obediently wait for the arrival of the new era.
With a full-body shudder, Misteln Schariac felt her undignified little mouth drool an unknown amount of undignified saliva again.
World Serpent executive Hare... completely defeated!
...
"How is she?"
Kiana, who had finished her preliminary exploration of the area, finally saw that Brian was done.
The thought of Misteln's face, identical to Cecilia's, made her worry uncontrollably.
"She's fine." The black-haired youth waved his hand. "I just had a nice intimate moment with her and taught her a lesson with a marker pen."
The girl lowered her eyes, not seeing the unzipped pants, and breathed a sigh of relief.
"At least you have some conscience."