You Have a New Job (Continued)

Delta remained silent for a long time, then snorted coldly and turned the camera back to Wendy, seemingly giving in.

What made her give in wasn't Durandal's seriousness, but putting herself in Wendy's shoes. If the rare S-rank assessment ended so abruptly, she would probably regret it for a long time, and might even sigh about it in her dreams.

Delta didn't want Wendy to suffer, nor did she want Wendy to be sad. After thinking it over, she couldn't persuade this stubborn girl, so she decided to stay with her until the end—after all, the medicine was a derivative of Honkai Energy serum, and apart from eliminating Honkai Energy from the body, it had no other effect, was non-toxic, harmless, and had no side effects.

Therefore, Wendy's self-destruction setup to bury those Honkai Beasts and Suicide Soldier was completely meaningless.

Anyway, those monsters are also within the range of the poison gas, and it's only a matter of time before they lose their Honkai Energy and perish.

"I've really suffered this time, how can I make up for it? I wonder if any kind person can provide me with a high-end nutritional meal plan or health care services..."

The soft voice could not reach Wendy's ears, who was standing nearby, but it reached the distant Schicksal Headquarters.

Otto glanced sideways at Durandal.

"Hmm? Your Excellency, is there something you need?"

"...nothing."

Otto touched his nose, thinking to himself that there was no point in talking to a brick wall, and then gave Rita a suggestive look.

The invincible Miss Rita was taken aback, then suddenly realized.

"Ahem! As for Lady Wendy's subsequent recuperation and nutritional supplements, Durandal will do her best to provide support, so please don't worry about expenses or anything like that. Right, Lady Durandal?"

Since Rita had decided that Wendy would be her future colleague, Rita naturally started addressing her as "sir," and no one noticed anything amiss.

Durandal blinked blankly, a hint of confusion in her clear eyes, seemingly not understanding why Rita had suddenly taken on such a task for her. However, she wasn't one to care about money or worldly possessions; among colleagues, such trivial matters were insignificant, so she quickly nodded.

"Yes, that's right, I'm here to help, don't worry!"

"That's right, there's no need to worry about Wendy's health, Delta."

Otto said with a smile.

Delta's murderous aura was quite intense just now. Durandal could be carefree and ignore it, but Otto couldn't. He needed to find a way to save face, lest his trump cards break up with each other before the very last moment, which would be undesirable.

"Um."

Delta gave a lukewarm response from the other end of the screen, it was unclear whether she had calmed down or not.

Rita looked at Durandal, who was staring intently at Wendy's prostrate figure, her eyes filled with admiration and anticipation. Then Rita slapped her forehead, her full, jade-like lips parted slightly, and she let out a helpless sigh.

'Let's think of another way. Delta is usually very easy to get along with and doesn't mind anything. But it's a different story when Lady Wendy is involved... How can we help Durandal so that Wendy won't hold a grudge?'

The Herrscher of Lust reached out and brushed her smooth, white thighs, pulling out a notebook from her pretty maid dress. She began to think about how to cultivate good relationships with her colleagues for Durandal — Durandal was no longer the only monster. For the safety of the future battlefield and for the possible election of the next Archbishop, the emotional relationships among her peers had to be maintained.

'Hmm, the one who tied the knot must untie it. It seems we'll have to find a breakthrough with Lady Wendy. Fortunately, she's easy to get along with in the conventional sense, so perhaps we don't need to make things too complicated.'

The alluring maid, with a hint of cunning in her eyes, slowly breathed a sigh of relief.