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Is this... really Otto?
What exactly is Otto hiding?
He would have instilled the right values in Durandal when she was young.
He would have gently said that there are more good people than bad people in this world.
He would meticulously peel apples for Durandal and take care of Theresa's every need in her daily life.
He exuded such an elegant and gentle demeanor.
But why...?
He was the madman he himself described as being mired in a bloody quagmire...
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[March 7th: Otto...just what kind of person is he?!]
[March 7th: Why... he clearly knows what is good and what is evil. He clearly taught Durandal so much...]
Silver Wolf: Yeah.
[Ayaka Kamisato: He believes that good outweighs evil in this world, meaning he believes that much beauty exists in this world!]
[Coral Palace Heart Sea: But I can't understand it. Mr. Otto clearly knew everything... and was aware of everything he had done.]
[Coral Palace Heart Sea: By his own standards, he is perfectly aware that he is a villain.]
[Keqing: Otto knows very well that he is a villain, but... he is willing...]
Fu Hua: Five hundred years ago, Otto was genuine and radiant with humanity...
Fu Hua: No, it should be said that even now, Otto has never been completely evil, just unscrupulous in his methods.
[Black Tower: When it comes to Kallen, Otto will abandon everything, even himself.]
[Fireworks: Are you mired in a quagmire of emotions?]
[Ruan Mei: Or is it a schemer like Otto? Could it be that emotions truly can control everything a person does?]
Theresa: Grandpa... he was such a gentle grandpa... why did he have to hurt others...?
Durandal: But even now, I am still grateful for His Excellency's help.
[Su Chang: It seems Otto's entire life is now tied to this quagmire...]
[Danheng: Tragic and Lamentable]
[Furina: If Kallen hadn't died...would the world be a different place?]
Unfortunately, even Otto himself could not give himself an accurate description.
in the picture.
Bishop Otto: "Rita, this is your first time meeting Bianca. What are your thoughts?"
"...I think she's a very special person."
Bishop Otto: "Continue."
"It was just a gut feeling, but I felt that, despite her young age, she was surprisingly nostalgic."
"Many people in this world claim that their ideas will not be easily changed..."
"...but their fickle behavior has already betrayed them."
"From this perspective, I believe that if properly nurtured, Miss Bianca will surely become a backbone of the Destiny Organization in the future."
Bishop Otto: "But Mr. Otto, who is standing over here, is not exactly a leader skilled in cultivating Valkyries, is he?"
Otto smiled and made a joke that wasn't funny at all.
"You jest, Bishop."
"No, I'm not kidding."
Otto changed his previous attitude.
He became slightly serious.
"An organization like Destiny isn't suitable for the growth of middle-level personnel... after all, I'm the one who makes all the decisions."
"Of course, there are advantages to doing this, so I don't intend to change it fundamentally."
"—Even so, I still want to create a super soldier for this world who can protect her in the future: do you think it's possible?"
And on the opposite side.
Rita was stunned.
"Your Excellency...are you...asking me?"
“I believe you are the only person who can help me do this right now—among the right people.”
Otto pursed his lips, suppressing his smile.
“Sooner or later, like her predecessors, Bianca will realize that her bishop is not the kind of person she appears to be on the surface—he is even the complete opposite at heart.”
"Whether she can remain calm enough when that moment comes is up to you, Rita Losweiser."
At first, I barely understood what the bishop was saying.
He gave me several completely different profiles of the characters: Eleanor, Ottovira, Leanna, and Theresa.
[Some of them refused the title of S-rank Valkyrie and left headquarters.]
[Some, unfortunately, degenerate into Honkai Beasts during radical experiments, and can only be killed on the spot by their comrades.]
[There were even those who directly betrayed destiny itself and were sentenced to have their records erased after death.]
The only remaining exception... she wasn't even a Valkyrie.
It seems that under the rule of Schicksal... if you want to grow to the point where you can save the world single-handedly, you will inevitably encounter all sorts of unexpected conflicts with the organization itself.
And what, then, is the work that the bishop himself truly wants me to accomplish...?
Beside Bianca's bed.
Rita gazed tenderly at her sleeping face.
Bianca, still asleep, was murmuring something.
"Teacher Ulagner"
(....daydream?)
Bianca's sleep seemed restless.
"I... am different from them in many ways."
"Although I don't care myself..."
"But some people who envy or are jealous of me have already started imitating me..."
"I can tell... they're just forcing themselves."
"So it's very hard... and I still don't get the hang of it..."
()
Looking at Bianca murmuring in her dream, a hint of heartache flashed across Rita's silent face.
However, Bianca's next words startled Rita.
"Teacher, I think Rita is very strong too. How did she do it?"
(!!)
"Is that so...? I see..."
"Is the daily life of the strong just the romance of the weak...?"
"Whether it's joy or pain, it's all romance."
"But what about those who can't enjoy this romance?"
"You're right... An unromantic person can't be a Valkyrie forever..."
"...Huh?"
"Will they protect me someday...?"
()
I quietly took one last look at Bianca's sleeping face.
Rita sat quietly to the side.
Not long after.
Bianca woke up
(I think I had a very long dream.)
(Fragmented, chaotic, like a revolving lantern, but I can't recall any details.)
(Sunlight streamed into the room through the porthole—this must be the medical room, and the crew might be taking their afternoon nap.)
(If there's anything strange about it... miraculously—when I woke up, the blanket was still neatly covering me.)
"what?"
(The moment I sat up in my hospital bed, I understood the origin of this little miracle.)
(Rita is fast asleep against the foot of my bed.)
(Completely unexpected, it feels both familiar and strange.)
(At the very beginning.)
(To be honest, I just thought of her as a freak.)
(I have no idea what Otto is up to. It's such an important mission, yet he assigned me an adjutant who's anything but serious.)
(Later, I realized that this guy also had his own principles....)
(She seemed to value the existence of "Bianca" as an individual more than the mission itself.)
(Although this is often the duty of an adjutant...)
(But she later saved me, saved all of us—even if it was just a pre-planned scheme kept secret from me.)
()
(Strange, why am I even thinking about this kind of question?)
(I really don't need to pry into her personality and her pursuits.)
Bianca quietly watched Rita sleeping soundly at the foot of the bed.
Quiet and silent.
Looking at the scene.
Memories and obsessions belonging to Bianca.
The people in the chat group seemed to be deep in thought.
Otto...
It wasn't just from when Durandal was a child that she was instilled with the idea of not being soft-hearted towards herself.
And they had planned all of this long ago.
To ensure that Durandal can become such a being.
Otto even appointed Rita Losweiser as his adjutant.
Let him become close friends with Durandal and form a bond.
So that when Durandal wavers, she can be given firm advice.
but....
Now it seems.