The Wolves' Ten-Way Split!

Lara, the Tomb Raider who has mastered Gun Fu and, after graduating from the Brotherhood, conveniently wiped out this Middle Eastern assassin scourge, is elegantly discussing economics and culture with Yuriko Takagi, the president of the SCP Foundation.

Shizuka Marikawa, who was studying at Cambridge University in the UK, curiously joined the table of biomedical expert Sakurami Haruharu and listened attentively to her senior's learning experience.

The invitees from the three task forces—[World Tree], [Funeral Rite], and [Apocalypse]—sat together at a shared table.

Shino Asada and Asuna Yuuki were talking about their university experiences and recent lives, while Yuki Konno and her close friend Yuzuriha Inori were happily playing cat's cradle.

The relatively aloof Saeko Busujima, on the other hand, talked with her old friend Tifa about the origins of Jenova's arrival.

Although everyone seemed to be having a pleasant conversation, anxiety and worry were involuntarily revealed deep in their eyes.

Alice, the convener, and Kevin, the protagonist, who were supposed to make a grand entrance, were absent for a full half hour.

"Everyone, waiting like this is getting too boring. How about we play a guessing game? What do you think will happen to their date?"

Seeing the atmosphere growing increasingly dull, Lara exchanged a glance with Yuriko Takagi, stood up, clapped her hands, and distributed paper and pens, signaling them to begin filling in what they thought were the answers.

Although everyone had different thoughts, they all began to cooperate subconsciously. Their strong curiosity and the generous rewards of the guessing game made it impossible for them to refuse.

While everyone in the circular hall was having a good time, Kevin, who was stuck in the combat training room, wasn't in such a good mood.

"Does it really have to be this way?"

The Judgment Angel in the corner, his Adam's apple bobbing, his voice dry.

With her back to Kevin, Alice pulled open her trench coat, revealing her alabaster skin. She unlocked the closet, took out her favorite black Nano-suit, put it on slowly, and then turned around with a light laugh.

"What do you think? Just a reminder, you have 10 seconds to prepare..."

Alice then drew two Alloy Katana with her backhand, and with a casual swing, the wind howled.

"Are you serious? Can we sit down and talk this over properly? I..."

Kevin was in a terrible predicament and hoped to make a final effort to reach a settlement.

"We all have to take responsibility for our choices. It's a life-or-death situation!"

"If you die, I'll miss you, Kevin..."

Alice smiled and gently stroked the wristwatch she had worn for ten years on her right wrist, with utmost seriousness.

Then, the moment the timer started, the Valkyrie moved with lightning speed, her two Alloy Katana thrusting mercilessly into Kevin's kidneys.

"When!"

Kevin pulled out Combat Dagger from a hidden weapon compartment that popped out from behind him, parried the two samurai swords, and used the powerful recoil to force them into a corner.

As the blade pressed down, immense force erupted, and the cold blade Kevin's shoulder blade, causing blood to flow freely.

"We're adults, don't treat this like a game. Be serious, Kevin, I really will kill you!"

With a sickening, tooth-grinding sound, Alice withdrew her katana, shook off the blood, and spoke in a chilling tone.

"Alice, I'm sorry, some things were my fault. If you want to leave, I will respect your choice..."

Kevin realized that he would eventually have to face these distinctive women, and not everyone would be as carefree as Lara and the others. He gritted his teeth and Affliction made his decision.

Alice's brows furrowed, she gave a soft snort, and her eyes flashed with intricate patterns. The intense Mental Shock left the unsuspecting target's mind blank.

"Puff!"

When Kevin came to his senses, he saw two samurai swords piercing his abdomen and pinning him to the alloy wall behind him.

"Wrong answer!"

"Here, there are only winners and losers! There are no right or wrong, no giving up!"

Alice's eyes were cold as she ruthlessly spun the blade. Intense pain surged through him like a tidal wave, almost overwhelming his consciousness.

Severely injured, the Flower of Calamity in Kevin's eyes emerged from his pupils and began to repair the host's broken body, with intense and violent emotions constantly brewing and solidifying.

"If you want to fight, I'll fight you. A fair contest..."

The Judgment Angel spoke in a low voice, his blood-stained hands breaking the blade, piercing the body inch by inch to pull out the foreign object, then drawing out his most handy broadsword, gripping it in reverse and charging forward.

Alice stepped back, discarding the broken blade, and drew two Gurkha Knife. A slight, satisfied smile played on her lips.

"Come on, I've been waiting for this moment to teach you a lesson for a long time! You brat!"

Don't compare me to who I was back then! Just you wait and see!

Kevin's tone was solemn, abandoning all distractions and treating Alice as a true enemy. He slashed and thrust his greatsword horizontally and vertically, leaving sword marks on the alloy walls of the training room with his domineering movements.

Alice easily coped with the situation thanks to her amazing fighting instincts, using skill to overcome clumsiness, close-range attacks, and even tactics that traded injury for life.

However, both sides tacitly agreed to engage only in a battle of skills, which is why the entire German Branch of the SCP Foundation was not destroyed.

With the accumulated memories of two lifetimes and an amazing learning ability, Kevin quickly adapted to the rhythm of the battle and gradually became evenly matched with Alice.

Two people, who had gone through life and death together and were therefore inseparable, were now engaged in the bloodiest battle in the closed training ground, fighting like enemies to the death.

The greatsword and Gurkha Knife, riddled with nicks and chips, slashed at each other, tearing off pieces of flesh. Even their superhuman healing abilities couldn't keep up with the speed of the destruction.

In just half an hour, the ground was littered with the remains of broken and shattered cold weapons, and the two men, dressed in rags and surrounded by large patches of blood, were engaged in a fierce battle.

As the timer beeped, the battle of skills came to an end.

"Bang!"

Kevin, with his superior boxing skills, punched his instructor in the abdomen. With a powerful thrust, Alice was sent flying backward and crashed into the alloy wall.

At this moment, water mist sprayed from the surrounding walls, beginning to clean the traces in the training room.

"You lost, Alice..."

Kevin stepped forward slowly. Alice's face was cold and hard. She pulled her arm out of the metal wall, but as soon as she raised it, it was pressed back into the gap by those powerful fingers and palms.

Alice, imprisoned against the wall, resembled a suffering goddess, yet a slight smile played on her lips, a mixture of helplessness and resignation towards the creation she had made.

Their eyes met, and the two understood each other perfectly. Without the slightest hesitation, their intertwined figures, treading on bloodstains and metal fragments scattered on the ground, began a new round of "fighting" under the misty fog.

Chapter 567, Section 596: The Tenfold Division of the She-wolves!

After three hours of fierce fighting, the battle finally came to a halt, and all traces were washed away by the mist.

Alice casually threw on a dry t-shirt, got up, smashed open a malfunctioning hidden compartment, pulled out her treasured red wine from the warped wine cabinet, and found two broken glasses.

"Congratulations on graduating, Cheers!"

Kevin took the broken glass from Alice, waded through the sharp shards on the floor, and gently clinked Alice. The two then smiled at each other and drank it all in one gulp.

Does it look familiar?

Alice swirled the half-empty bottle of red wine in her hand and asked with a light laugh.

"The bottle you bought at the store on the outskirts of Raccoon City?"

Kevin's voice rose, but his tone was very firm.

"This was supposed to be at my candlelight dinner with Spence, but unfortunately, you, you innocent idiot, ruined it..."

Alice's gaze drifted into memories, her words tinged with a hint of reproach.

Kevin chuckled as he poured himself and Alice drinks. The two leaned against the cold metal wall, reminiscing about the past.

"So, aren't I returning the favor by treating you to a candlelight dinner?"

Then, the man noticed the watch on Alice's right wrist, his heart tightened, and his tone became somber.

"These are things I stole from the Toko City. You've been wearing them for so many years, and you still don't know how?"

"It's rare for you to take the time to pick out a gift for me. I'm used to using it, so naturally I'm a little reluctant to part with it..."

Alice stroked the slightly worn watch face and smiled calmly. This was a decorative women's watch specially designed for left-handed people. It was quite remarkable that he could still remember such a thing even while he was deeply embroiled in the crisis in Toko City.

The Valkyrie's satisfied smile made Kevin's lips tighten and his heart ache.

This was the only gift he ever gave Alice. More than ten years had passed, and he had spent very few days alone with his mentor.

Every item she left her mark on was carefully treasured by this seemingly carefree and unrestrained woman.

Because of Alice's memory gaps, he intruded into her world and became almost the entirety of the Valkyrie's life.

This isn't fair... I owe her so much...

"Sorry..."

Kevin muttered to himself, his expression somber.

Alice gently lifted Kevin's chin, examining him with interest. Her memory seemed to return to the day of the robbery at the suburban supermarket, when a little guy lying in a pool of blood had looked at her with the same pitiful expression.

"You know what? I hate it when you say that..."

"You seem eager to get close to me, yet also in awe of me, always maintaining a distance that is more respectful than intimate..."

"Kevin, this isn't how lovers should interact, you understand?"

"Actually, I've always wanted to say that I don't need to feel guilty. At least I don't regret meeting you..."

Kevin's expression turned bitter as he helplessly pointed to his nose.

"Alice, I'm an idiot, I was too greedy..."

The Valkyrie chuckled and nodded, then shrugged helplessly in a typical American style.

"Look, we've tried everything. We can't kill him, we can't win in a fight, and you're unwilling to let me leave..."

"Besides, I've spoken with each of those who stole the food over the past ten years. Every single one of them was addicted and wouldn't give up no matter what. I can't just kill them all, can I?"

"What can I do but accept my fate?"

Clearly, it was you who didn't want to leave...

Kevin recalled his previous experience of being stabbed through the heart by Alice for saying the wrong thing. Even if he was stupid, he understood the Valkyrie's intentions. He couldn't help but tighten his grip on her slender fingers. With a relieved smile, his tone was domineering and solemn.

"That's right! You can't beat me, so you can't escape!"

"No matter what happens, I will never let you go!"

"Anyone who dares to have designs on you, I'll kill their entire family!"

Clearly, Alice didn't want an apology or to give up; she simply wanted Kevin to face his feelings and give each other a reason to be together.

"How about coming with me to the St. Freya Academy this time?"

Eager to make up for what he had done wrong, Kevin thought for a moment and decided to take Alice on a mission to further work on their relationship.

However, the Valkyrie, sitting on Kevin's lap, looked at him and shook her head slightly.

"According to the Herrscher, we so-called saviors, besides our bad luck, possess an inherent instability; if we get too involved, it will exacerbate the danger..."

"If it's not necessary, you can handle it yourself..."

"We don't want to repeat the mistake made by Zhenming..."

Alice was willing to obey Hatsune Miku's decisions, after all, it was because of her prophecy that the SCP Foundation was able to reclaim their myth after ten years of hardship.

Moreover, feelings aren't necessarily unforgettable just because you're together every day. Sometimes, a necessary sense of distance and longing can actually create a richer and more mellow experience.

"But don't you still have seven days of vacation before going to the St. Freya Academy? I want half of it! Come with me to Hollywood!"

Alice then smiled slightly, as if she had thought of something interesting, and the corners of her mouth curled up gently.

Kevin nodded subconsciously. For some reason, when his gaze fell on the smile on his girlfriend's lips, he felt inexplicably uneasy.

"It must have hurt a lot. Be careful when you're out and about in the future."

Alice fastened her belt, her cool fingertips tracing circles on Kevin's healing wound as she gently inquired.

The ten puncture wounds still throbbed with pain, and Kevin, feeling guilty, could only force himself to remain calm, nodding with a forced smile.

Afterwards, he changed his clothes, took Alice's arm, and walked out of the hellish training room together.

Inside the circular hall, seeing the lingering pleasure on the faces of the adulterous couple and their intimate way of walking hand in hand, Lara immediately whistled and excitedly collected small pieces of paper from different tables.

I won the guessing game! I knew it! With the British socialite's guidance and a little effort, how could I not seduce this America country bumpkin?

Lara muttered to herself, rubbing her throbbing buttocks, and displayed a sense of superiority over her former best friend, now her class enemy, Alice.

Although she enjoys adventure, she has no interest in living a life of hardship. The reason she hasn't dared to return to the SCP Foundation is because after that incident was exposed, Alice would drag her into a dark room and beat her up every few days.

That woman was a complete madwoman when she got into a fight, leaving the pampered British socialite with severe psychological trauma.

"I need him for three days; the rest of the time, you can divide among yourselves..."