The Woman Who Took a Liking to a Statue

This tall, red-haired, sophisticated Mature Woman downed half a bottle of brandy in the blink of an eye before breakfast was even served, praising the taste of this high-end product.

Kevin glanced at the violin case, which made a rather dull thud when it hit the ground, and silently memorized the face of the female alcoholic.

The portly owner is always generous and enthusiastic towards those who know their stuff, and he proactively recommended several other delicious products.

The tall, red-haired, Mature Woman accepted all drinks without hesitation, sampling three or four different types during the meal. Her slightly intoxicated gaze and troubled expression revealed a hint of distress.

In short, drinking leads to trouble...

Because of this little hobby, she drank as she traveled, and ended up getting carried away, spending all her event funds on it. In the end, she had to busk to get to Saint Fath.

The operating budget included money spent on buying information from a certain vampire.

You have to understand that the Vixen never does business at a loss; she sold one piece of information to eight different companies—she's practically a monster.

So, if you don't have the money to get her to do something, don't even think about it!

We have to find a way to get the money, otherwise, if this whole thing falls apart and that little brat Theresa takes all my year-end bonus, how am I supposed to live?

Moreover, this is a crucial time for me to take over as captain of the Hyperion. It would be too tragic to be dismissed after working so hard for so long.

If all else fails, borrowing from someone might be an option.

But few in the Snow Wolf Squad are good at managing money, especially her best friend, the Silly Dog Shub, who is so poor he's practically eating dirt.

Due to the sudden emergence of virtual Diva, Shigure Kira's idol business suffered dismal record sales.

As for Cecilia, the guilt of asking for money would be too great.

After careful consideration, Fu Hua, the principal of the Far East Branch of the St. Freya Academy, is still the most suitable candidate.

However, every time they met, this senior gave her a strange feeling; his eyes were easily misunderstood.

The representative of the St. Freya Academy, the Murata Himeko, strongly suspects that Principal Fu Hua has the intention to sexually harass her.

Does he really have to sell his integrity and pay with his body while naked?

Murata Himeko tapped her head, which was feeling a bit dizzy from the alcohol.

Unable to come up with a safe solution, the Valkyrie could only scratch her messy, wine-red hair and sigh as she walked towards the location of a certain vampire.

Of course, it's common sense to fill the wine jug before going out.

The moment she opened the door, Murata Himeko instinctively tensed her muscles and subconsciously glanced at a woman who passed by.

Hmm, he's not someone to mess with, Saint Fath. This time he's really messed things up.

"Sister Eclair? You're having breakfast too? Not with Koko?"

Kevin saw the Imperial Army leader in full military uniform ordering food at the counter, and couldn't help but move closer, habitually reinforcing the false perception in the other person's mind that he was "cute and harmless".

From the way she covered herself with a blanket as soon as she got up in the morning, you could tell that she was a woman who was cold on the outside but warm on the inside.

Therefore, Kevin didn't mind getting along well with her. As for the robbery of the Schrodinger Company's transport fleet, that was the work of the "White Demon," and had nothing to do with him, the little boy.

Still sleeping...

Eclair's speaking and acting style is just like her nickname "Thunder": concise, to the point, and efficient.

Kevin couldn't help but smile as he recalled the woman rolling around in bed wrapped in a blanket.

After Mr. Stephen paid his bill and left, Lightning Sis became Kevin's new table-sharer.

Beneath the child's deceptive exterior, someone, through indirect questioning and combined with information obtained by Koko from who-knows-where, roughly figured out why Eclair Fallon had gotten involved in this mess.

Schrodinger Company discovered the power and wealth hidden within Honkai energy Crystals, and thus explored ancient ruins to obtain mineable deposits.

In order to implement strategic development as soon as possible, Schrodinger Company offered high salaries, attracting a large number of outsiders and local residents to join this feast.

However, at the same time, a "Crystallization Sickness" that materializes humans into crystals has spread widely in the area, causing great harm to a large number of heritage miners and local residents.

In order to treat their illness, patients can only earn points by working for Schrodinger Company in exchange for targeted drugs that can sustain their lives.

As a result, many development sites have fallen into a vicious cycle of working, earning points, seeking medical treatment, and then working again, and life is not as ideal as they initially imagined.

Later, an anti-biochemical environmentalist who infiltrated the Schrodinger Company's research institute stole some internal documents and discovered that the proliferation of "Crystallization Sickness" was directly related to the mining and abuse of Honkai energy.

Although a member of a local organization named "Claire Redfield" exposed Schrodinger Company's dirty practices, causing an uproar.

Large-scale protests and demonstrations broke out, but they first brought to mind the unemployed who had nowhere else to turn after Schrodinger Company's closure.

Therefore, this group of people who thought they were enlightened not only suffered interference from the local government and the suppression of their vested interests, but also were driven out by local residents.

The locations of ancient ruins are mostly in underdeveloped areas. Compared to a minor illness, even for the lower classes, their primary concern is still to have enough to eat and survive.

Even if they're treated like livestock, they're still alive, aren't they?

In this movement, a kind and strong female college student and her boyfriend Snow were the most active organizers.

As a result, Schrodinger Company naturally retaliated by giving them the cold shoulder, and both of them were expelled from school.

This group of passionate young people resolutely joined Claire Redfield's civilian organization and secretly infiltrated the mining area to investigate the extraction process of Mako Energy.

As a result, a mining accident occurred. Snow was unharmed, but the girl unfortunately contracted Crystallization Sickness, which progressed to a late stage...

By the way, her name is Sera Fallon, Lightning Sis's younger sister.

In order to find a way to save her sister's life, Eclair Fallon decided to accept the Schrodinger Company's offer and become the captain of the Imperial Army.

Sera's boyfriend, Snow, couldn't understand Eclair's compromises and therefore broke up with her.

But that was her own sister, her only family in the world, Eclair was willing to pay any price for it.

Besides the reward points, Eclair had another important purpose for this mission—to demonstrate her value.

As the world became increasingly unstable, Schrodinger Company conceived the idea of creating "Super Soldiers," and produced its first batch of fresh blood: the Schrodinger Special Forces.

In the Imperial Army, apart from Commander-in-Chief Eclair Fallon, no one could control this group of arrogant and fierce soldiers.

Thunder could naturally see that Schrodinger Company did not trust her, and that she was merely a whetstone for training those Shinra Special Forces.

Among these monsters growing at an astonishing rate, the kid named "Sephiroth" puts the most pressure on Thunder.

To ensure his sister receives the best care, Thunder must be the only one!

Whether it will result in broken stones and death, or broken knives and destroyed tools, who can say for sure what evils will follow?

However, a hint of confusion appeared on Lei Ting's resolute face, unsure whether Sera would understand her good intentions.

When she came to her senses, she found that the little one beside her had already paid the bill for both of them and quietly left.

P. S.: I was rushing home recently, so updates were a bit late. I'll try to update more when I get back.

Chapter 405, Section 425: The Woman Who Fell for the Statue

In a high-end hotel with three bedrooms and two living rooms, Jill Hera, dressed casually, heard the doorbell, opened the door a crack, and saw the face of a White-haired Shota.

"What?"

The young lady, [Wild Serpent], who enjoyed a very high quality of life, looked around and pulled the little guy into the room, casually asking him a question.

"Catching up on sleep..."

Kevin yawned, looking tired.

"Aren't we that close yet?"

Jill Hera smiled and, despite her words, poured a glass of warm milk for her guest, then sat down at the table and ate a sandwich she had made herself.

"Hey, I brought some gifts as payment for the room..."

"And besides, I also saved your life..."

Kevin pointed to the fruit he had casually brought on the table, while not hesitating to ask for his favor.

"Is my life only worth a good night's sleep?"

Jill Hera felt that her favor was somewhat demeaning, so she rolled her eyes and went to get a Life Support Agent to add to the hot milk.

However, a fair hand snatched the Life Support Agent from between her fingers, its expression somewhat meaningful.

"If you drink less of this, you might recover faster..."

"I'll pretend I never heard that..."

Jill Hera's expression shifted, and her smile froze.

She had no direct conflict of interest with the little one, and besides, her recurring "illness" had been going on for far too long.

But a father is a father.

Jill Hera flicked the boy's fingers away, calmly poured the potion into the hot milk, and casually added a sugar cube to mask the odor.

Kevin put his hands behind his head, lay down on the sofa, and didn't try to dissuade him further.

When he picked up that Life Support Agent last night, he kept some out of curiosity to taste it. As soon as the taste entered his mouth, something in his brain began to automatically analyze its composition.

In short, this thing has two effects: one is to squeeze out potential, and the other is to make users dependent on it.

According to Koko's intelligence database, the scientist from [Wild Serpent], since he could go against his conscience and conduct human experiments, his morality is not necessarily that noble.

Moreover, he has gone mad since his wife Mina died, and he hates everything about the [Deep Sea].

In that paranoid man's eyes, the children who caused his wife's death should all have died in place of Mina.

This Miss Wild Serpent, is not as glamorous as she appears on the surface.

Well, every family has its own problems. I've delivered the message; let her choose what she wants.

Besides, with so many people coming to join the fun, Koko's place is probably going to be noisy. It's more comfortable for her to stay here and take a nap.

Kevin waved his hand, went into the side bedroom, curled up in the blankets, and fell asleep with his eyes half-closed.

Meanwhile, Koko, who was sleeping in bed, was dragged out of bed and, looking dejected, started drinking coffee at her desk.

"No money? Want information? Need to borrow money from me? Do you need a taxi back to the St. Freya Academy?"

Murata Himeko first unceremoniously stuffed a euro note from Koko's fingertip into her pocket, then went behind the Vixen and viciously wrapped her arms around her neck, tightening her grip.

"We at the St. Freya Academy don't care about the Holy Grail or anything like that, as long as the Roman Papal Legion doesn't throw us to the Puritans to cause trouble..."

"How about we make a deal? I'll buy it on credit, and I'll steal the Holy Grail back and sell it to you to pay off the debt. Hmm, Master?"

Koko raised her right hand and grabbed Murata Himeko's chest, maliciously squeezing the thing that was clearly a full twelve years bigger than her own.

"You can all touch that stuff, but I'm the only one who can't..."

"If you sell me these two lumps you're wearing, I might consider it..."

"Or, if you're willing to offer the Blue Rose from SAO and the Zankouken from ALO, I'm willing to pay a good price..."

Murata Himeko broke free from her old friend's clutches, glanced disdainfully at her small mound, and proudly raised her chin.

"It's something you're born with; you can't envy it..."

"Besides, among the gray-haired people I know, very few have large breasts. It's a curse. I suggest you dye your hair a different color, how about 'green seaweed'?"

Then, the woman changed her expression to one of viciousness.

"Also, I'm warning you, don't you dare lay a finger on my precious darling!"

"I spent almost two years' worth of salary on that Zankouken in ALO; it was my life!"

Koko tapped on Murata Himeko's harp case, rolled her eyes, and muttered to herself about her friend's past crazy spending on in-game purchases.

Despite being so poor he's practically starving and drowning in debt, and having outdated gadgets and equipment, he's incredibly generous when it comes to gaming and drinking. I really don't know what's gotten into him.

Of course, Koko naturally retorted to Murata Himeko's taunts.

"Green algae head? You want to cuckold me? I'm still single. Go find my boyfriend and tie him to the bed first."

"If I have meat to eat, I definitely won't mind letting you have a few sips of soup..."

"However, speaking of which, I do have someone I'm interested in..."

Murata Himeko her fingernails, her phoenix eyes slanting upwards.

"Alright! Tell me, who's got your eye on? I promise I'll knock them out and bring them over, but I'll have the first taste!"

Koko opened her wallet, pulled out a photo from a hidden compartment, carefully wiped it twice, and then handed it to Murata Himeko.

Hmm, that fur color, that face... it looks familiar. I feel like I've seen it somewhere before...

Murata Himeko looked curiously at the photo of the handsome white-haired man standing on the snowfield, wielding a flaming greatsword and surrounded by six beams of light. A strange sense of familiarity surged in her mind.