You Have a New Job (Continued)

Lunch began and ended in silence.

Afterwards, Himeko went to Bronya's bedside and sat down. She massaged Bronya's shoulder, a faint smile playing on her lips, and said:

"Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore, I feel like it's almost healed."

"Because the medicine Cocolia gave you was very effective, and Anqi avoided the vital areas. You, Mei, and even Cocolia are the same; they look serious, but with timely treatment, nothing will happen. That child, I really can't bring myself to do it."

Bronya opened her mouth, but the words she wanted to say turned into a sore throat, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Yes, Bronya understands. Anqi ... that's just the kind of person she is."

It may seem like revenge, but in reality, while fighting against the Herrscher consciousness, he is still trying his best to protect them.

This made it impossible for Bronya and Raiden Mei to hold a grudge. On the contrary, the more they felt the pain of the wound, the more they felt sorry for Anqi's forbearance and restraint.

That is indeed the case.

Anqi talked about revenge, but not only did she avoid the crucial point, she even managed to get Cocolia to "coincidentally" have the best healing medicine on her. In the end, it all seemed more like a petty squabble, just a bit more intense than usual, nothing more.

Bronya took a deep breath, suppressing her emotions, and looked at Raiden Mei expression was dejected and whose eyes were filled with sorrow, with concern:

"How are you feeling now, Mei?"

"I'm much better off than you and Cocolia. After all, I'm Herrscher. Although I don't know if I can revive by using my core even if I lose my body like Teacher Yang, this kind of injury doesn't affect me much."

Raiden Mei clutched her wrist, gave Bronya a wry smile, and looked somewhat lost and dejected.

Rather, Raiden Mei actually hoped that Anqi would inflict a few more wounds before leaving, as that might make Anqi feel a little better.

Himeko took the two women's hands, and seeing that they only had concern and no dissatisfaction in their expressions, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you. You have suffered."

As a teacher, Himeko should have treated everyone equally. But this time was different; Himeko had no choice but to side with Anqi, not wanting Anqi to be ostracized because of this incident.

As Himeko had predicted, they were all good children who could understand Anqi's hardships.

"Judging from past patterns, becoming Herrscher generally requires experiencing despair first. I find it hard to imagine how Anqi managed to get through those days when she knew the truth but still had to force a smile... I was so stupid. I had so many opportunities to pull her out, but I just watched that child sink deeper and deeper until she became what she is today."

Himeko's eyes dimmed.

Her tears had dried up in the past two days, but what tormented her even more was that she had no idea how she could help Anqi now, and she didn't even know where Anqi was.

Cocolia paused in her typing.

After a moment, she closed her eyes, concealing her emotions, and then said casually:

"I've obtained some information about that Previous Civilization's warrior and sent it to Bronya's phone. You can take a look if you're worried. From what I know, he's trustworthy. Besides, he has a 50,000-year-old friendship with the Immortal Crimson Heron. He wouldn't possibly make things difficult for the Immortal's disciple."

These words were like a godsend to the directionless St. Freya and her companions.

They huddled together, eagerly looking at the information Cocolia had compiled.

After a long while, their emotions calmed down considerably, and they all looked at Cocolia with grateful eyes.

"Thank you, Mother Cocolia."

"No need. It concerns the Herrscher, so I had to investigate. It was just something I did on the side."

"It's not just because of this information, but also because you've been helping and protecting us throughout this incident. Without Mom's help, things wouldn't have turned out this well, and Anqi might have suffered even more."

"Tsk! You keep talking about Angie, Angie, can't you care about yourself and your mother at all?"

Cocolia glared at Bronya, her expression fierce, as if she were jealous.

Bronya lowered her head guiltily, not daring to speak.

The atmosphere, which had eased somewhat, immediately became a little lighter; at least, some people were able to laugh.

The impact of Anqi's departure will certainly linger, but at least she left behind some hope, making things seem less dire. This way, life in St. Freya can continue, and they can still muster their spirits and wait patiently for Anqi's reappearance.