Knight of the Heavenly Origin, Ram It to Death!!! (cont.)

"How could this be..."

"It must be Kevin / Yaqing who's insulting me!"

"Huh?!" ×2.

Kevin and Yaqing stared at each other, wide-eyed.

Mei sighed and rubbed her forehead in exasperation.

As Durandal heard the Stigmata consciousness refer to the sacrifice of Kaslana, who was protected, as a tragedy, Durandal beautiful brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

He immediately refuted it.

Saving the world is indeed the ultimate goal, and there is definitely more than one way to achieve it. Is a life that doesn't reach that level just a boring story?

Humans, who still make choices amidst pain and despair, are not just blank memories; they belong to one living, breathing person after another.

"Even Ziegfried, who still regrets his actions, and Kallen, who is now bound by a noose—were their lives truly bleak and meaningless? Were their pasts devoid of value?"

Despite Durandal's forceful questioning and persuasion, the Stigmata consciousness remained unmoved, for it was merely a rule that had been operating in this way for fifty thousand years.

"If you want to change my opinion even slightly... the first thing you should do is to overcome yourself."

The Stigmata's consciousness took on Durandal's own form.

"Siegfried Kaslana, he lost to his own impulsive nature."

"Kallen Kaslana, she lost to her own inner fragility."

"They haven't even been able to touch the origins of their ancestors—"

"Conquer yourself, say goodbye to the past"

"Good daughter, shatter this fake Stigmata consciousness!"

Ziegfried could not contain his excitement.

He repeatedly went through the trials, and although he was unwilling to give up, he was tormented many times.

How could he not be excited to see his good daughter finally about to crush the Stigmata consciousness?

"Ziegfried, keep your voice down, I'm on the phone with Sirin."

Cecilia's voice came down from upstairs.

"Oh, okay... okay."

Ziegfried, the younger brother in the family, was immediately dampened of most of his excitement.

And it's not far away.

The villa where Otto and Kallen loved each other.

Otto gritted his teeth in hatred when he heard the Stigmata consciousness belittling his senior, Kaslana.

Without a doubt, if this so-called Stigmata consciousness were to appear before Otto could outmaneuver it to death, even if the other party wasn't even human.

The reason is simple: Kallen is also, in the other party's words, a tragic figure who contributed nothing to saving the world.

"Alright, Otto, don't be angry. It's not worth getting angry over a rule."

Knowing this, Kallen had no choice but to go along with it.

Otto was enjoying Kallen's head pat.

Golden Courtyard.

"Is it finally going to ignite?!"

After nearly an hour of dramatic scenes, which were quite exciting, Little Knowledge that something was missing.

Now I finally remember what's missing: action scenes.

As the stirring background music began, Durandal and her self, formed from the consciousness of the Stigmata, began their battle, and at the same time gave their own answer.

Perhaps Ziegfried and Kallen lost to themselves at certain moments in the past, but they were silent giants who provided shoulders for future generations to look towards the future.

Five years ago, in a critical moment, I said this to my comrades—

"For the people I love, for the people they love more, for all those who make us worthy of being called 'human'!"

"They made it possible for me to live like this, and I am willing to give everything to protect them."

While hand-to-hand combat is certainly exciting, it also requires a lot of skill and experience.

Durandal's unwavering resolve, free from confusion, thrilled and excited the audience who witnessed it.

"Compared to the marks these people have left on their character... how can temporary success or failure serve as proof of heroism? How can temporary success or failure prove that they ultimately cannot overcome themselves?!"

You can't deny them, you can't deny anyone!

The rousing background music reached its peak.

Durandal's every move was accompanied by golden flames, the fighting spirit of a warrior, and the flying sword formed from countless energies pointed directly at her, which was the embodiment of the Stigmata consciousness.

"Stars, gather here!!!"

Durandal stepped onto the bow and arrow, drew the string, and released the fatal arrow.

"Oh ho ho!!!"

Little Knowledge's face flushed.

The intense scene almost made her scream.

"That's so cool!"

Especially the part where he steps on the bow and arrow, it perfectly matches the domineering and iconic scene that Little Knowledge had in mind.

"That's right, Ziegfried and Kallen, and those Kaslana seniors who sacrificed themselves to protect the people, they were not losers!"

Elysia's resentment towards the Stigmata consciousness only returned when she heard Durandal's firm reply, and she smiled again.

Eden narrowed his eyes.

"Although they are burdened with the destiny of saving the world by their bloodline, the choices they make cannot be attributed to bloodline. They are choices they made themselves, sacrificing themselves to protect the people."

"A true shield of the people."

Eden's explanation made Elysia unable to resist rubbing her pretty face against his.

"Eden, my good Eden, how well said!"

Fu Hua nodded.

"Kaslana is the shield of the people. Whether it is Francis, Kallen, or Ziegfried, they all practiced this with their lives."

Meanwhile, Durandal was completely speechless.

I can only shout it in my heart.

My uncle understands me!!!

The essence of Brainless Idiot is something none of the three sisters in the family can escape; it's unclear who they inherited it from.

As Durandal destroyed the false body of the Stigmata consciousness, she saw the true Stigmata consciousness.

It borrows Kevin's appearance.

Compared to the fake body just now, the true Stigmata consciousness was obviously much more frank, and answered all of Durandal's questions.

For example, Kaslana's bloodline is more like a race than a family; Otto wants Durandal to fully inherit the power of the Stigmata and tries to stop him; and the origin of the Stigmata Space, etc.

After Durandal finished asking her questions, she used Kevin's Stigmata consciousness to activate the dormant power of Kaslana within her.

Kevin's figure vanished instantly.

Only an extreme cold remained, eroding the girl's bones; her body was freezing, and her blood was boiling.

Only one thought remained in my mind.

[Kill the Honkai!!!]

[Kill! Kill...

Her frenzied consciousness contained intense hatred, as if it could tear a person apart at any moment. Durandal was enduring pain that was unbearable for ordinary people. This pain was not physical, but went deep into her soul and spirit.

Even Durandal could not bear it.

At that critical moment, a gentle voice rang in her mind, dispelling her frantic consciousness.

"It's alright, my child. That's not your sin, nor is it a responsibility you have to bear alone."

"In times like these... it's appropriate to rely on your mother's help."

A gentle power enveloped Durandal, and the frenzied consciousness that had been emanating from all directions vanished in an instant. She felt as if she were in a hot spring, and the pain that was unbearable for ordinary people disappeared.

Unlike her predecessors, Durandal felt she possessed an extra power that allowed her to truly control it.

The power was silent yet warm, gentle yet strong, preventing her from becoming a vessel for unleashing vengeance and helping her become a knight who could harness her ancient destiny.

She knew that it was her biological mother, Setsuna yet eternal embrace given to her across time.

Dark purple flames enveloped her entire body, seemingly threatening to devour her, but Durandal unleashed her true power, transforming into a towering pillar of light that stirred up a great deal of dust.

A pure white knight rode a black steed onto the field; the bridle neighed, the lance flashed, and she was born in light, blossoming in darkness.

Kaslana and Schariac's bloodline**.

Having inherited the power of bloodline, the strongest warrior of the present civilization was born.

"Handsome!!!"

Little Knowledge's eyes were shining.

It wasn't just Durandal's brand-new white armor, but also the black steed she rode, that filled a certain immature kid with envy.

Little Knowledge Shi was thinking about how cool he would be if he had a mount in the story.

"No, I'm going to find Yaqing after I finish watching it. I want a mount too. I'll just have to beg him!"

While Little Knowledge's eyes lit up, Elysia was still immersed in the sound of Cecilia helping Durandal overcome her difficulties.

When Cecilia's voice suddenly rang out, it was truly irresistible.

Elysia murmured to herself.

"Cecilia has been protecting Durandal... Is this motherly love...?"

Elysia never considered maternal love.

In other words, she never considered the possibility of having children in the future.

Therefore, having grown up in an orphanage, she had no idea what maternal love was or how great it was.

No one expected that the groundwork laid for the memories would be stabbed in the back at this moment.

Durandal has regained her memories, but she can no longer see her mother, who loved her most in those memories. This thought will evoke an indescribable sadness in the hearts of the audience.

Elysia touched her chest.

She didn't know if it was sadness or pity; she just felt an emptiness inside.

"Eden, I feel so bad."

Eden embraced Elysia, letting her rest against his soft chest.

Normally, Elysia might joke about it, but right now, Elysia doesn't have that thought.

"Mother..."

Durandal couldn't help but reach out her hand, but the plot didn't show any scenes involving Cecilia at all.

Just as Susannah and Yarvete were about to offer their comfort, Li Sushang stopped them, silently shaking her head.

Offering comfort now is not a good option.

"Bianka, it's time to get off work."

Li Sushang said softly.

Durandal then came to her senses and instinctively picked up her bag to leave the company. She wanted to go home and hug Cecilia.

After Durandal left the office, Susannah hesitated for a moment.

"Shangshang, it's still a while before you get off work..."