Glass Clear, Oranges Radiant.

The plane ticket for the next day wasn't tampered with in any strange way, probably because Fu Hua was resting with her eyes closed next to him.

The Holiday Inn from yesterday has been taken over by the Logistics Department of Schicksal. Fortunately, the person in charge of renting the venue, although he was stingy in strange ways, generously rented the entire floor of the Holiday Inn for a whole day to prevent further casualties.

Even though Orchard Road is a very prosperous street in Singapore, the area around this Holiday Inn and that shopping mall has been under Schicksal control these past few days, with crowds being diverted, and barriers and warning signs erected.

Schicksal failed to obtain the remains of Titan and the imposter Welt. A second after the man died, explosives mixed with violent Honkai Energy fluctuations annihilated the entire floor.

Finally, Fu Hua used [Thousand Stars] again to leap out of the building, managing to pull the two of them out of the aftermath.

The reason for this outcome is simple: Cocolia did not want even the slightest trace of Welt's replication results to be revealed, and the wreckage of those Titans, including the almost intact White Titan, exploded along with Welt's heart stopping beating.

This is very much in line with that woman's style of doing things. Assuming Welt is dead, the Titans will inevitably have difficulty taking him back, so rather than using him to aid the enemy, it's better to destroy him directly.

It would be even better if we could wipe out the enemy in one fell swoop.

Even if the Schicksal hadn't imposed a lockdown, the number of people visiting the hotel would have plummeted in the next few days following the collapse of the Holiday Inn.

The wedding planning team that was trying to sell their services to the guests that day would probably be very glad they were rejected for their excellent service of personally accompanying the guests to design the wedding banquet.

It was a stroke of luck that we avoided a deadly path.

The mission reports from Schicksal didn't cause a huge uproar or pile up like mountains because of this, firstly because the existence of Anti-Entropy was unexpected, and secondly because someone was enjoying watching the show.

The Lord Bishop, who had nothing to do at the Schicksal Headquarters, was watching Wraith's live broadcast of mission videos.

He hadn't touched the game "Kallen Fantasy" for a day. You see, Lord Otto had once vowed to surpass that person's score with his true strength sooner or later, and for that reason, his Soul Steel body had honed his control over the controller through countless trials.

Although he used some tricks beforehand to ensure he was still in first place, Otto, as the creator of the game, clearly still had a very strong competitive spirit.

At this moment, he would sometimes look at Fu Hua carrying Su Qing'an in a princess carry and nod slightly, and sometimes look at Su Qing'an carrying Fu Hua in a princess carry and smile.

His Lord Bishop had absolutely no intention of honing his skills to surpass that person's.

When he saw Su Qing'an carefully supporting the girl's bare feet with his clothes to prevent her from getting hurt, he clapped and cheered, expressing his admiration for this gentlemanly manner.

His Lord Bishop savored the moment for a long time, then rewound the scene of the two entering the banquet hall. He found Fu Hua's excellent acting skills and their interaction quite amusing.

Ten minutes later, under Rita's melancholy gaze, His Lord Bishop finally turned off the video and took the file.

He casually placed the documents on the table and said:

"Rita, do you think we should throw a wedding of the century for my friend? It would be such a special occasion."

The maid sighed and rubbed her forehead:

"Your Lord Bishop, although Rita also thinks this is a very interesting outcome, it's a pity that the result won't be as you wish, is it?"

"To her, Su Qing'an was just a rather special person."

Otto murmured the word:

Is it special?

Rita said:

Yes, but it's just a special case.

"Perhaps he is closer to Lady Fu Hua's heart than anyone else in the past few hundred years. When he is next to her, Fu Hua behaves more like a human being, rather than a lofty immortal or a model student at the St. Freya Academy."

"But that's all there is to it."

He'll only be a passerby.

"And Su Qing'an's own situation and the judgment I made after profiling him also mean that he will not take the initiative to move towards the result you want."

Otto tapped his fingers on the table and said knowingly:

"Lifespan? The outcome and fate limited by the Honkai. Even though he struggled to this point, this talent is like a tiny, flickering flame in the darkness, destined not to illuminate the path ahead."

"This should have been an ordinary tragedy, as insignificant and numerous as dust, but it became different because of its connection to immortals."

"This is interesting."

"Rita, do you think Su Qing'an's life will end with him being slowly Artificial Stigmata Erosion, or will he die in the battle against the Honkai?"

"Or rather, which is more worthy of remembrance?"

Without waiting for the maid's reply, the man gazed at the blood-red sunset outside the window and said softly:

"A heart that slowly draws near yet is destined to drift apart; a future that is uncertain yet seems predetermined."

"If I were still the person I used to be, I might have hoped for a happy ending with heartfelt blessings."

"It's just a pity... my friend."

"You don't need these things right now."

"Although it may be unnecessary, let me finish the story for you."

"I hate variables, and this boy happens to have the element to respond to miracles."

The glass was clear, and the oranges shone brightly.

Otto suddenly recalled the poems of a modern poet, and perhaps this was the very thing he had once loved and wanted to destroy.

As transparent and clear as glass, as unripe and brilliant as an orange.

Fragile, yet beautiful.

Under the setting sun, his hair shone like gold, and Otto's usually calm and smiling face was unusually tinged with other emotions. Of course, he felt no pity.

He's no longer a normal human being.

Otto Apocalypse, a dangerous madman who controls the world's largest violent apparatus.

He was both lucid and insane.

Most human emotions no longer inspire empathy or identification in him.

But for some reason, as the evening sunlight poured into the room like a spring, that poetic phrase swept through my mind, and certain memories, like timeless old photographs, surfaced layer by layer in the ocean of my consciousness.

Kallen...

What would I be like now if things had turned out differently?

He was clearly not the kind of person who would overthink things, but when that name resonated in his heart, his emotions would be as vivid and lively as they were five hundred years ago.

How about a different ending?

So, perhaps witnessing other possibilities is also a good option.

The man's initially resolute decision took a strange turn.

Otto chuckled and said softly:

"Let them rest for a while before I make a real decision."

"Rita, what do you think of a long, relaxing trip?"

The maid responded with a smile:

"As you wish, Your Lord Bishop."