You Have a New Job (Continued)

Himeko knew she couldn't handle Kiana anymore, or rather, apart from Theresa, St. Freya Academy simply didn't have the fighting power to deal with Kiana, so she decisively brought in outside help.

Durandal nodded seriously.

"Okay. I will carefully examine Kiana's qualifications."

"Hey! That's not fair! How could I possibly pass the Durandal trial!"

"Continue your studies, or let Durandal assess you. The choice is yours."

Himeko patted Kiana's head with a smile, making a moist sound like a raw melon.

This child has never learned to think things through during missions. Perhaps Kaslana's style is reckless, but as a teacher, Himeko cannot accept an immature child stepping into a real battlefield.

"Let's just say... I was being willful, Kiana. Be a student for a while longer, and let your temper develop."

Himeko looked somewhat wistful.

She was reminded of the Valkyrie Stormtroopers from back then.

She didn't want to see the same thing happen to her students—whether as victims or as survivors left behind, she didn't want them to experience it.

Himeko.

"I will study hard and do my job well."

"Um?"

Himeko saw Kiana suddenly take her hand, and felt the child's burning warmth emanating from her palm.

Also, this statement is really not Kiana's style!

But Kiana's eyes were clear, and she wasn't joking; she was clearly serious.

So, did the child become aware of their own emotions? Or did they genuinely think that way spontaneously?

"You've grown a little bit more, Kiana."

Himeko smiled with relief.

"Oh, my dear granddaughter, she's getting more and more rebellious as she grows up. Look, I just awarded Anqi an S-rank, and she couldn't wait to officially become a member of the Far East Branch."

Otto handed the live stream to Yae Sakura with a melancholy expression, like an old man whose heart had been broken by a rebellious child.

"Look at her, Kiana, Anqi, Raiden Mei, she has three Herrscher under her command, and she's also secretly colluding with Anti-Entropy through Bronya... Tsk tsk tsk, without anyone noticing, she's gathered a force that can rival headquarters!"

"So, are you proud or sad, Mr. Otto?"

Yae Sakura looked at the melancholy on Otto's face, then at the smile in his eyes, and blinked innocently.

Otto finally smiled.

"I'm warning you, if you want to become an archbishop, you'd better watch out for my rebellious granddaughter. If she doesn't submit to you, the Mandate of Schicksal might just split apart."

"... I feel that you should reflect on your own problems in this matter."

Yae Sakura said quietly.

Otto's smile remained unchanged. He knew, of course, that it was his fault, and to some extent, if Yae Sakura were to take over, this conflict might be resolved directly.

Yae Sakura shrank back, feeling a bit of PTSD, and weakly said:

"You're not trying to play a trick on me again, are you?"

"How could that be? I've even planned to pass the archbishopric to you, and you still don't believe me?"

"Here we go again. Every time you say something like that, you're just asking for trouble. You should just be direct, Mr. Otto."

Yae Sakura puffed out her cheeks, her eyes glazed over, and she wore a helpless expression, clearly terrified of being tricked.

"Go to the Far East in my place. As my chosen successor, it will be beneficial for you to communicate with the Far East Branch in advance. Also, please bring the Herrscher of Rock Core to Anqi as a reward for her. Finally, please invite Anqi and K4 Kiana to visit headquarters. Tell them that I sincerely invite them to visit headquarters and have an important task to entrust to them."

"Why me?"

"Because if I go, my super vigilant granddaughter might just lead the Far East Branch in a rebellion on the spot."

Otto spoke of a dangerous theory that could terrify a whole group of Valkyrie, while calmly and elegantly sipping his tea.

"... You said there are three Herrscher in the Far East, and with the addition of Great Void Mountain, aren't you worried that Durandal and I won't be able to return?"

"I'm not afraid, it's not like I'm the one who can't come back."

Otto sipped his tea, casually crossing his legs.

Veins bulged on Yae Sakura's forehead:

"Mr. Otto!"

"Hahaha! Yes, yes, yes, keep this dissatisfaction! As long as you go with this dissatisfaction towards me, I believe you will have a very pleasant interaction with them!"

The man smiled brightly, even clapping and cheering, as if praising Yae Sakura's quick wit—he was shameless.

Yae Sakura's expression turned cold as she gripped the hilt of the Jizo Mitama sword.

"Clang—"

"Click!"

"Clang—"

"Click!"

The jet-black blade went in and out of the scabbard repeatedly.

The priestess gripped the hilt of the sword hesitantly, her expression growing increasingly dangerous.

Otto was still smiling, but cold sweat dripped down his back with each draw and redraw of the black sword.