St. Freya's Construction

Otto chuckled noncommittally. If he were to rank people in his heart, Kallen would definitely be first, Theresa second, and then probably Vera…

St. Freya wasn't just to fulfill Theresa's wish; it also held significant value, something Theresa likely hadn't even considered.

"Amber, how is my dear Mr. Seigfried doing now?"

Otto was also very concerned about K423, the clone child, as she occupied an indispensable position in the entire plan, holding great importance.

"Schicksal fugitive Seigfried is now hiding in a remote village in Siberia, and his daily activities involve going out to fight Honkai Beasts!"

Amber reported. Seigfried believed Schicksal hadn't discovered him, but in reality, Schicksal simply didn't want him to know. His messages were intermittently transmitted to Schicksal's floating island headquarters, and aside from minor matters, everything else was within Schicksal's grasp.

"Haha, as expected of someone from the Kaslana family. Even in his current predicament, he hasn't forgotten his duty!" Otto couldn't help but laugh, a mix of admiration and mockery in his tone.

The admiration stemmed from Kallen being that kind of person, while the mockery was because Seigfried couldn't see the current situation clearly, carrying a ticking time bomb while still doing other things. However, it was also normal; Kaslanas were like that, the Shield of the People.

"Continue surveillance, and focus on K423. Record her daily intelligence!"

"Ding ding..."

"If there's a large-scale Honkai outbreak over there, tell me immediately!"

Otto tapped his desk. Seigfried was just a brute, not a significant threat. Kiana, with the Herrscher Core, was his primary focus. The other consciousness within her was dormant, but it wouldn't remain so forever. It should awaken in a few years, which would be a critical juncture.

"Understood!"

Amber immediately went to issue orders. Those monitoring Seigfried were battle-hardened A-rank Valkyries, equipped with Schicksal's latest shielding devices, which was why Seigfried hadn't detected them. After all, years had passed, and Seigfried himself now carried some old injuries.

The Far East Branch.

"..."

Theresa, who had received financial support from Schicksal, frowned, her cute little face displaying a complex mood. Anyone could hate Otto, but she couldn't. Otto had been genuinely good to her. However, she still held reservations in her heart, which wouldn't disappear easily. She didn't agree with the things Otto had done.

"With this funding, how long will it take to complete St. Freya?" Theresa asked the foreman, hands on her hips.

"Director Theresa, it can be completed next year!" The foreman calculated and gave a timeframe. Most of the work had already been finished, and with this funding, it could be built by the second half of 2009.

He was supposed to call her "Madam Theresa," but Theresa had requested he call her "Director." The construction of St. Freya was the most massive project he had ever undertaken, using only the world's top-tier materials, with no corners cut. She was Schicksal's crown princess. Even though she was currently at odds with Otto, if she became unhappy, they would all be dumped into the Pacific.

"Mm!"

Theresa nodded, satisfied with the timeframe. She looked at St. Freya with anticipation.

Cecilia, our promise is about to be fulfilled. This will be a home for Valkyries, where they can all receive excellent training. Can you see this from up in heaven?

Theresa missed Cecilia dearly. She was her best friend and one of the few people she could confide in. After all, her status meant that other Valkyries would feel constrained around her, creating a distance between them.

"Seigfried, that scoundrel!" Thinking of Cecilia made Theresa think of her adorable niece. Even as a clone, she was still her niece, and now she didn't even know which corner of the world the two of them were hiding in.

No, I can't think about him. The more I think about him, the angrier I get. Theresa patted her rapidly rising chest, returned to her quarters, picked up some bitter melon juice, and leaned against a Hohom plushie, swinging her little legs. Her fair and tender feet were exposed to the air as she engrossed herself in a Hohom comic, a smile finally gracing her face.

2009.

St. Freya Academy was officially completed. The luxurious academy, resembling a cluster of palaces, exuded wealth. The building materials used were the most expensive and best, and no one dared to cut corners. Tesla of Anti-Entropy, upon seeing it, would have transformed into an Anti-Entropy telegraph operator and sent Otto a barrage of greetings, but mostly envy.

After all, Anti-Entropy had to tighten its belt for every invention now. A significant portion of their funding came from Welt drawing comics. Coupled with being inexplicably targeted by Schicksal in '07, Anti-Entropy was in an even worse situation.

"Grandpa, why are you here?"

Theresa asked in confusion when she saw Otto appear. After all, they were still on bad terms, though it was only one-sided. Otto didn't take a child's rebellion to heart; he never let Theresa lack pocket money or the construction of St. Freya.

"Theresa's academy is completed, so as her grandfather, I naturally have to come and take a look!" Otto was followed by his secretary, Amber, dressed in a well-fitting white tailcoat. He wore a smile, and his appearance alone was like that of a noble. In fact, his current status was arguably the most esteemed in the world.

"It's not bad. Does Theresa like it?" Otto took a general look. It was even more luxurious than the Schicksal headquarters, but it didn't hold much appeal for him.

"Hmph!" Theresa snorted lightly but didn't throw a tantrum. "I like it. This is my academy. Grandpa, don't make any decisions on your own from now on."

"I know. Show me around the academy!" Otto smiled.

Meanwhile, around the perimeter of St. Freya, many reporters had already gathered. Even Zhang Wei and the Flame-Chasers were among the crowd. The completion of St. Freya was known worldwide, and some people were feeling sour about it, especially since the money spent was a gift from Otto to Theresa.

If calculated by company shareholding, Otto would definitely hold ninety-five percent or more. However, he had no real use for the academy. It could only reach its full potential in the hands of others.

"Is that Otto? I smell a kindred spirit!" Mobius licked her lips. Since arriving in the current civilization, Otto was one of the people who had piqued her interest. He was sufficiently mad and had a depth of scheming that even surprised her.

"The aura of Void Archive seems to have changed slightly. Is the Key of Revelation currently in Otto's possession?" Vill-V adjusted the brim of her hat, speaking with great interest. Although the aura of Void Archive was somewhat different from its state in the Previous Civilization, she could sense it.