Himeko's Funeral: Backstabbed and Publicly Outraged (Continued)

Kiana announced the final result of the battle.

"We lost... that's right, we lost... but what did we lose to?"

The puppet didn't understand why it lost, nor did it understand what it had lost to.

They envied Kiana for always winning, for never wavering no matter what obstacles she encountered, and for always managing to turn danger into safety on her own, no matter what dire situation she faced.

They have a thousand companions, so why can't they compare to Kiana?

Kiana calmly pointed out that the dolls could not be called companions at all, but were connected by a purpose and vented the same emotions.

The idol was persuaded and asked Kiana one last question.

"With your so-called belief, your so-called companions, your so-called protection... can you really defeat the Honkai?"

"We may have failed, but the enemies ahead are far more contradictory and powerful than us... At that time, can you still fight against them with these vague and illusory things?"

Kiana firmly stated that she would not give up.

"Moreover, this is by no means something ethereal or unreal; it is proof of what makes us human."

A person's words are good when they are about to die.

Towards the end of its life, the doll was almost persuaded by Kiana, and mocked itself as Honkai puppet, not even knowing which side it should stand on.

"But human malice doesn't disappear, Kiana... You'll soon understand, no, you've always understood... There are still many trials ahead for you..."

It seemed to be a warning to Kiana, or perhaps a threat. After speaking, the character seemed to see something, and his voice was somewhat sad and helpless.

"Ah... he's here... the golden threads are already wrapped around me..."

The doll lowered its head, fell silent, and quietly awaited its fate.

Kiana swung her sword at the last puppet, at the theater where the curtain was falling.

Thus, the period of dominance came to a temporary end.

"Phew, it's finally over."

Sakura breathed a sigh of relief.

Watching a movie made her feel more tired than working overtime.

They had killed the hated Herrscher of Domination, but the group didn't feel particularly happy. Instead, they felt a slight sense of melancholy, perhaps because of Himeko and the Queen's departure, or perhaps because of the last few words the doll uttered.

The Herrscher of Domination is destined not to be Herrscher who fights for humanity, because it is not one person, but a thousand people, a thousand different emotions, and it is impossible for everyone to be willing to fight for humanity.

In short, the story has finally come to an end.

It ended with a less-than-ideal happy ending.

"Sigh, two people who once shone brightly on the same day are now parting ways on the same day. I don't know if it's a coincidence or fate."

Hen sighed.

It feels like just yesterday that "Queen's Arrival" and "The Final Lesson" were released, but now, both of the main characters have left the stage.

"The Herrscher of Domination is also a pitiful person, but every pitiful person has something hateful about them."

Despite how pitiful the dolls were, Elysia would never forgive them.

"But then again, what was the meaning of the golden thread the doll mentioned at the end?"

"Perhaps this is a preview of the next step."

Mei rubbed her smooth chin.

"It could also be the next Herrscher to appear."

"Huh? Are the Herrscher going to appear so soon? At least give Kiana and the others a chance to catch their breath."

Elysia looked worried.

"I don't know. There are too few foreshadowing clues. Anyway, we all know now that the Herrscher of Domination is definitely dead and will never appear again."

Unbeknownst to her, Mei had also set a goal.

[A few weeks later—]

Three words floated across the big screen.

The image shows a white cloth with the Godkiller Sword broken into several pieces on it, surrounded by chrysanthemums, a symbol of funeral.

The weather was lovely, with a blue sky dotted with a few white clouds.

The atmosphere, however, was heavy, solemn, and quiet.

"Today we are here to remember a mutual friend, a hero forever."

Theresa stood at the front, solemnly gazing at everyone present.

She did not choose to recount Himeko's life story or list Himeko's contributions, because these were already evident to everyone. Theresa only mentioned the time she spent with Himeko.

As Theresa recounted her story, a teacher who frequently drank and was late for class appeared before them. Yet, it was this very teacher who saved his students.

"... It was this kind of teacher who taught us the meaning of comrades, the meaning of fighting, the meaning of ideals. He also taught us—the meaning of beauty."

"There is no better teacher than her."

Theresa turned to face the marble countertop, placed a bottle of red wine and a glass on it, and softly told Himeko that it was a fine wine, and that she had been saddened for a long time when it was taken away, but now it was being returned to its rightful owner.

It was Himeko's funeral.

Everyone fell silent.

Such an excellent teacher and a resolute warrior, in the end, even his body could not be found, and only the weapons he once used could be used as a cenotaph.

"Himeko- sensei... may you rest in peace..."

At that moment, all the viewers who witnessed this scene fell silent and lowered their heads to show their respect for Himeko.

There was one exception.

That's Himeko.

Himeko was completely stunned when she saw her own funeral.

She never imagined that one day she would witness her own "funeral".

It's a strange feeling.

"Himeko, may you rest in peace... Ah!"

Theresa was still observing a moment of silence.

Enraged, Himeko slapped her hard, causing the headmistress to cry out in pain and her face to turn bright red.

Because Himeko attacked in the area...

"Theresa feels nice to the touch, you can't tell, but she's perky."

Himeko was blowing a lewd whistle.

"Female hooligan! Pervert!"

Theresa pointed at Himeko, her face flushed.

"That's your fault first. I was sitting right next to you, and you told me to have a safe journey. Wasn't that cursing me to die?!"

Himeko was utterly speechless, her lips twitching a few times.

"Pfft."

Vita couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Himeko- sensei, not many people have the honor of witnessing their own funeral."

Himeko rolled her eyes upon hearing this.

She had realized long ago that Vita was a typical entertainer, just like herself.

"Do you want this honor? I haven't even had a wedding yet, and I'm already seeing a funeral. Is that reasonable?"

Himeko didn't know how to describe her inner emotions; there was helplessness, a smile, and a little anger. If she really had her own tombstone in real life, she would definitely go up and take a picture with it immediately.

Theresa pulled her nun's gown down a little more, after all, there was a female "pervert" sitting next to her.

"Try to look on the bright side, Himeko. At least I brought you a bottle of good wine."

"That's my wine!"

Himeko got even angrier when this was mentioned.

Because she was late due to drinking, Theresa had lost count of how many bottles of good wine she had taken. Now, seeing this scene, she was instantly reminded of reality.

"Pfft."

Theresa stepped aside, and then Kiana stepped forward, staring at the shattered greatsword for a long time, expressing her gratitude.

In the end, he also let go of his things.

That was empty serum.

This is also proof that Himeko rescued her from the frozen darkness.

Immediately afterwards, everyone stepped forward, placed their belongings on the marble platform, and remained immersed in the past, speaking very little until the end of the funeral.

That night, Kiana slept soundly without any dreams.

In the dead of night, after everyone had left, Mei's figure quietly appeared in front of the marble counter, gazing at the broken Godkiller Sword before her.

Mei bowed deeply.

"I'm sorry, Himeko- sensei, I apologize for coming to see you alone at this time."

Mei pondered for a long time, feeling that many words would lose their meaning once spoken, so she decided to prove herself to Himeko through her actions.

Taking a deep breath, Mei presented a bouquet of flowers.

"... Thank you, Himeko- sensei. It is my honor to be your student."

Mei bowed one last time, then disappeared into the Stars night.

"Mei's here too..."

Elysia sighed.

Mei's arrival was perfectly reasonable, after all, she was also one of Himeko's students, how could she possibly miss her teacher's funeral?

However, she didn't seem to be prepared to meet with Kiana and the others, and only came secretly to mourn them late at night.

No matter how much her temperament changes, Mei still retains a gentle nature at her core.

"Speaking of which, Mei agreed to Kevin's request, it seems, in order to get the Herrscher of Thunder Core out of Kiana's body. Now it seems that Consciousness, Reason, Death, Flame, and Void are all in Kiana's hands."

Elysia's expression was strange.

A scene flashed through her mind.

A chibi version of Kiana, holding the Empyrean Greatsword, approaches Mei and boasts, "Mei, Mei, look at my quad-core greatsword! Isn't it cool?"

"Pfft."

Elysia couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Not really. Mei's departure was mainly due to Kiana's self-destructive mentality. She wanted to eliminate all the Herrscher before Kiana to protect her..."

Mei was only halfway through her sentence.

They realized something was wrong.

If Mei left because Kiana had a self-destructive mindset, then after experiencing all these events, Kiana's mindset has definitely changed, and she will no longer have the intention to perish together with others.

It also became a brand new Herrscher.

Mei's departure...

"Forget it, let's not study these things anymore."

Mei understood.

There are bound to be differences between works written by multiple screenwriters, but what she didn't know was that there was only one screenwriter from beginning to end.

"Since it's not a movie anymore, is there still a curtain call?"

Elysia was curious.

The movie has ended, and the curtain is now rising.