[March 7th: It's starting—it's starting! The moment of the final battle!]
[Ningguang: So… Otto has finally placed himself against everyone?]
[Tesla: At last, it's time to punish Otto!]
[Tesla: That bastard—I've wanted to punch him for ages!!]
[Otto: Ahahaha, easy there, Dr. Tesla.]
[Durandal: Overseer… this decision of yours has truly gone too far.]
[Theresa: Indeed… Grandpa, what you're doing this time is really—really too much!]
[Hu Tao: But… Otto is clearly fully prepared. Can everyone on the Hyperion really win?]
[Kiana: We will definitely win!]
[Furina: Erasing all of humanity… that's just too much…]
[Clara: But… I keep feeling that Otto isn't that simple…]
[Sparkle: Hahaha, yeah—laying all his cards on the table like this feels way too fake, doesn't it?]
The campaign to bring Otto to justice had finally arrived,
and the chat exploded into chaos.
Under everyone's intense gaze,
Theresa's strategy unfolded methodically.
First Route
Bronya's squad encountered Rita blocking their path.
"By the traditions of this theater," Rita said lightly,
"shouldn't I say—Welcome to the Theater of Domination?"
Hearing that familiar voice, Bronya replied coldly,
"So it really is you… Rita Rossweisse."
"Rita has been awaiting you for quite some time, Lady Silver Wolf of the Urals."
"Today, we're enemies on the battlefield. There's no need for pleasantries."
"Please don't say that. My respect for Miss Bronya is entirely genuine—it won't change just because our positions differ."
Rita sat gracefully atop a railing, thin threads trailing from her fingers.
Bronya met her gaze.
"Is that so? Then who was it that swore just recently that they wouldn't become our enemy?"
"That statement was not false. To be precise, I don't wish to be anyone's enemy—
not Anti-Entropy's, not Schicksal's, not the Hyperion's… nor Lord Otto's."
"Rita merely wishes to remain neutral and fulfill a maid's duties."
"With all due respect, you don't look very neutral right now."
"I apologize if it appears that way. After leaving the Hyperion… certain events occurred that caused a subtle shift in my stance."
Rita maintained her gentle smile.
"But please rest assured—Rita has no intention of harming you. Even this doll I'm holding is merely a key Lord Otto lent me. It has no autonomous ability."
"The true Authority of Domination has already been completely transferred to Lord Otto.
Within this Theater of Domination, there is nothing that will actively harm you."
"I can guarantee that if you remain here peacefully for a while, I will personally escort you out."
"A while… until the twelve hours Otto mentioned are over, correct?"
"As expected of Miss Bronya—always so perceptive. Though… judging from the situation, it may not even take that long."
"If I'm understanding correctly, all your promises depend on us following your arrangements. So—what if we insist on leaving?"
"Then I can only beg your pardon for my discourtesy. Unless… under certain circumstances, you were to change my mind."
"You claim neutrality, carry out Otto's mission, and avoid hurting us. That way, no matter who wins in the end, you lose nothing."
"But if we fail to stop Otto, everyone outside will be erased!"
Bronya's voice was low and heavy.
"Even so, do you not care? Are you willing to go this far just to obey Otto's orders?"
"On that point, I neither confirm nor deny. You once reminded me not to make decisions that would disappoint my companions—
and this is Rita's decision."
A faint crimson glimmer surfaced in Rita's eyes as she spoke quietly.
With that, the two stopped talking.
They both understood—
this battle was unavoidable.
After several fiercely intense exchanges—
"Have you ever seen… the moment when stars shatter?!"
"Star of Eden! Zeroth Power—Pseudo Black Hole!"
"—Unleash!"
As Bronya unleashed the full might of the Star of Eden,
Rita Rossweisse's vision was engulfed by collapsing debris.
The remnants of the Theater of Domination could not withstand the true Star of Eden's power—
that was only natural.
Within the ruins—
"…Hah. Impressive. I never imagined you still had such a card hidden away. This battle… Rita has indeed lost."
"I anticipated that the stalemate earlier was a tactic—but I never expected even the pseudo Divine Key to be a feint."
"And least of all that your true trump card… was the Ninth Divine Key itself."
"Rather than defeating me, you chose to destroy the entire Theater of Domination…"
"…I suppose I'll remain here for a while—until the situation becomes clearer."
"After all, a Valkyrie who fails her mission has to write a very long report."
"So… allow me to savor this brief respite."
Thus, the first route achieved victory—
Bronya's team defeated Schicksal's S-rank Valkyrie Rita Rossweisse and successfully advanced!
[Jean: It seems Otto's subordinates aren't exactly of one mind.]
[March 7th: It's obvious Rita also has doubts about Otto's plan!]
[Ningguang: Otto's plan is simply far too insane.]
[Hu Tao: …This goes against the creed every Valkyrie of Schicksal believes in.]
[Rita: Rita is merely fulfilling a maid's duty~]
Second Route
On another front, Fu Hua and Kiana pressed forward—
and encountered an opponent Fu Hua had never expected.
"Before the class monitor arrives, I'll definitely beat you!"
"Hehe—then you'll have to pick another day. My grandmaster is here!"
The girl grinned at Kiana.
Fu Hua, who had just arrived, froze.
"…What? You—"
"Grandmaster—Ancestor Red Kite. Long time no see."
Li Sushang bowed respectfully, smiling brightly.
Fu Hua fell silent for a moment.
"…Indeed. It's been… five hundred years. I never imagined you were still alive."
"But… this is exactly the sort of thing that man would do."
"Right? I was shocked when I woke up too!"
Sushang looked at Fu Hua with genuine delight.
"Though time has changed so much, the old friends from five hundred years ago are still here—
it feels like waking from a dream."
"Class monitor? She is…?"
"An old acquaintance. It's a long story—are you alright, Kiana?"
"I'm fine. But class monitor, be careful—she looks like one of Otto's subordinates."
"Who are you calling that man's subordinate?! 'Valkyrie' is just a title he slapped on me himself—I don't want the job!"
Clearly, their whispers hadn't escaped Li Sushang's ears.
She immediately protested.
"Don't misunderstand! That Luocha guy saved my life, so I agreed to help him fight one round!"
"But he only asked me to stop Ancestor Red Kite—he didn't say anything about reinforcements!"
"One-on-one is fine, but one-on-two? I'd definitely lose!"
"That's way too unfair—Luocha really overestimates me!"
She grumbled, but Fu Hua's expression remained grave.
(No… he judged you correctly. And me as well.)
"Kiana—you may need to move on first."
"If my judgment is right, the two of us together could suppress her, but that would delay our mission."
"In the worst case, she could defeat me and hold you back for a long time."
Fu Hua looked at Kiana seriously.
Li Sushang shrugged helplessly.
"To be honest, I'm not confident either, Grandmaster…"
"To accomplish such a thing requires paying a heavy price. Others might weigh gains and losses and adapt on the spot."
"But you… when it comes to keeping your word, you never consider the cost."
'A promise once spoken cannot be taken back'—
that doesn't change just because the recipient happens to be a sanctimonious hypocrite."
Fu Hua spoke calmly,
not forgetting to slight Otto in the process.
"…What exactly has that Luocha guy been doing for five hundred years? I haven't heard a single good thing about him."
Sushang couldn't help but sigh.
Yet Fu Hua's judgment of her was not wrong.
To value promises over life itself—
in the era she grew up in, that wasn't rare at all.
The stories she had heard since childhood—
assassins who never returned, swordsmen who cut through empty air—
all told her that this was what it meant to walk the path of chivalry.
[Sushang: Honestly! Why trust Otto's nonsense at all?!]
[Hu Tao: Everyone's evaluation of Otto says plenty on its own, doesn't it?]
[March 7th: Yeah! His schemes are already on the table—there's no hidden master plan behind the scenes!]
[Xingqiu: Such chivalric spirit… indeed admirable.]
[Kiana: Keeping promises is fine, but… Otto of all people…]
[Tesla: Fu Hua, go! Beat her and stop Otto!]
On-screen, Kiana hesitated.
But Fu Hua pressed on.
"Kiana, don't forget our mission. No matter what, someone must keep moving forward."
"There are more important things waiting for us."
Facing a former Overseer who never played by the rules,
the greater good mattered more than anything.
After a brief silence—
"I understand, class monitor…"
Kiana said nothing more and quietly turned away.
"Still… facing that Otto guy, I honestly don't have much confidence either."
"So you have to come help me as soon as possible."
"…Mm. Be careful."
She took one last look at them, then left without further hesitation.
Moments later, her footsteps faded into the distance.
On the plaza,
only Fu Hua and Li Sushang remained.
"Don't you need to do something?" Fu Hua asked.
She had been prepared from the start—
ready to ensure Kiana's safe departure even if the other attacked.
Both Otto and Li Sushang herself understood
how extraordinary this seemingly innocent girl truly was.
In Fu Hua's eyes, when it came to Taixu Sword Qi,
she was virtually unmatched in the world.
Yet the anticipated strike never came.
"Nope. I only promised one match—one match means one match."
Sushang smiled, spreading her hands.
"He wouldn't give me extra rewards anyway."
"…Five hundred years later, meeting again like this is kind of awkward."
She kept smiling.
"I've already fought you once, right? Even though I don't remember it—
Luocha said Ancestor Red Kite and I are already even."
"You have a promise you must fulfill. I have a mission I must complete."
"…That's true."
At last, Sushang stepped forward from the edge of the platform.
In that subtle moment,
two people so strikingly alike finally stood face to face.
"Let's save the reminiscing for after everything is over."
"Sure—please forgive my offense, Ancestor Red Kite!"
With that—
The young girl stepped forward!
An internal conflict of the Taixu lineage
had officially begun!
"Ancestor Red Kite, we're both holding back. If this continues, it'll never end."
(That's right… unlike me, her sword heart is still intact.)
(If we keep exchanging blows like this, I… may not be her match.)
As the founder of the Taixu Sword School, Fu Hua knew—
This was a battle where both sides had already revealed their hands.
And precisely because of that,
there was no chance of winning through conventional means.
Her gaze passed over the girl and toward the distant town.
She made a decision—
One that, to any third party,
might even look like she was courting death.
(I must force her to use that move.)
After several more exchanges—
"My next strike will be with everything I have. If you don't take it seriously… you may die here."
"Oh?"
"I'm serious. If you intend to fulfill your promise, then reveal your trump card as well, Li Sushang."
"Do you truly believe things must come to a fight to the death?"
"You know what Otto intends to do. To me, that is an absolute evil I cannot accept!"
"Five hundred years of history are worth staking my life on!"
"…Sigh. In that case—"
The girl let out a soft breath and bowed.
"Senior Disciple of the Supreme Freedom Sect, Li Sushang, requests instruction from Ancestor!"
"Taixu Sword Qi—"
"Divine Insight!"
Though Fu Hua knew the sword she herself had created was unavoidable,
she still stepped back half a pace, raising her guard.
A light both of them knew all too well
burst forth at that very moment!
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