Dad, You're Here at the Bar Looking for Fun Too? / They're All Mizuki

Just kidding. Building a launch site on Mount Kjerag is like tearing down Jerusalem to build a factory. You'd be lucky not to get killed.

"Doctor." Mini Mizuki gently patted the Doctor's arm. "Don't think so much. Don't force yourself to think about those things, it will give you a headache. And Doctor, all you need to do now is remember the past. Leave the rest to us."

"I can't just let my brain become a decoration." The Doctor carefully picked up the miniature version of Mizuki. "Since I foresaw Terra's current predicament years ago, I can't have done nothing. At the very least, I should try to remember what kind of struggles I've made."

She wanted to at least lend a hand, not just be a mascot. She wasn't satisfied with that. Even though her memories after transmigrating started in Chernobog, she naturally blended into this world.

"After all, I'm one of the creators of this civilization, I can't lower myself too much, right?"

As the Doctor spoke, he put Mizuki back into the cup, and the latter rubbed her fingers together to indicate that she understood.

"Then let's cheer each other on!"

After saying that, Mizuki turned back into a glass of water, but Miss Doctor knew that he was omnipresent. She lay on the table, poking at the blank draft paper with a pen.

"Priestess ..."

Chapter 225 Dad, you're here to have fun at a bar too?

In an old bar in Kazimierz, Sea Siren 12345 kicked open the door, threw an unknown assassin into a street trash can, clapped his hands, and walked into the bar.

"Old Martin, give me a glass of Deep Blue Moon!"

Sea Siren 12345 called out to the bald, one-eyed boss with a prosthetic leg, then casually found a place to sit down and saw that familiar figure.

"Oh, Maria, you're here too! I thought your aunt wouldn't let you come here after you participated in the Knight Tournament."

"They came to help fix things, and my aunt isn't that kind of person. It was my own decision to participate."

Young Maria looks a lot like Nearl, but she is more sunny and energetic, less composed, and more youthful. She is kind and lively, which is why she was able to become friends with the Sea Siren so quickly.

"Your aunt thought I had instigated it, but honestly, you really didn't need to participate in this kind of competition, did you?"

Sea Siren 12345 knew why Maria was participating in the competition. Ever since the eldest son of the Nearl Family mysteriously disappeared and the second son refused to take over the family affairs, the responsibility of being the head of the family fell on her older sister, Margaret Nearl Nearl first place in the Knights Tournament, she was also seen as a thorn in the side and was forced to leave her hometown after contracting Oripathy.

After that, the already declining Nearl Family went even further, and now even the only one who could shoulder the burden, Młynar Nearl, has chosen to become a wage slave, and has fallen so low that she has to sell her furniture to make ends meet.

But if Maria is willing to accept support from her aunt Zofia, this little thing is nothing to worry about.

"If it were just about money, I wouldn't be so worried. But if we don't have a knight to lead the family, the Knights Association will strip the Nearl Family of their knighthood. It's something my grandfather worked so hard to build up; how can I just watch it disappear?"

Maria and Sea Siren 12345 have a pretty good relationship; in just a few days, they've already reached the point where they can talk about anything.

"A strange obsession... but it's not entirely incomprehensible."

"Sigh, if only my sister were still here, or if I had half her strength, that would be great too. But I haven't practiced swordsmanship much since I was little."

Somewhat helplessly looking at her fingers, Maria felt a pang of regret. If her sister's ability score was taken as a reference of 100, hers would probably be in the twenties, not even passing.

"Seriously, Fina, you're amazing! You sent that Rusted Copper Knight flying with a single punch, and his head is completely unharmed. Is this the Great Yan Iron Head Technique they talk about in novels?"

Because of his extremely elegant way of ending the battle and his extremely arrogant attitude, Sea Siren 12345 became famous after that day.

"No, that's not it." Sea Siren 12345, or rather Sea Siren Fina, waved her hand. "It's just that Izumik always says we Sea Siren are too stubborn. We think it's not necessarily a bad thing, so we've hardened our heads a bit. Back in my hometown, we even have a competition to crack walnuts with our heads."

In human cities, a name is always needed. Humans can't distinguish each other by unique vibrations like Sea Siren. The name Fina was just randomly chosen by Sea Siren 12345, and it sounded pretty good.

The bar wasn't too crowded today. At a glance, there were quite a few regulars, but also a number of people who hadn't come yet. There was also a hooded man who looked quite young, but I couldn't see his face clearly, and I didn't seem to care.

Here, the wine you wanted.

The boss pushed a glass of wine in front of Sea Siren 12345, then continued wiping the glass, seemingly paying no attention to the hooded customer, who didn't seem to care and continued drinking his juice.

"Thanks! By the way, hasn't Viviana arrived yet?"

"She's pretty busy, isn't she? Sigh, you still haven't told me how you met her. She's the famous Candle Knight, after all."

Viviana Drost, known as the Candle Knight, is widely recognized as a national idol of Kazimierz due to her gentle and intellectual personality, stunning appearance, and kind heart. She even frequently appears at diplomatic events, making her arguably the ambassador for Kazimierz to the outside world.

But Sea Siren 12345 actually knew her, and had even invited Viviana to the bar. When they saw her in person, not only Maria, but also the bar owner and regular customers were speechless with surprise.

Thanks to her, the bar was doing incredibly well recently. It's just that it's late now, and Viviana hasn't been here for a long time, so the bar isn't that crowded.

"Nothing strange about it, it was purely accidental." He accidentally turned his respawn point into someone's bathhouse and happened to stumble upon them inside, resulting in a messy situation that he couldn't possibly talk about. Luckily, they were both women. "Anyway, we get along pretty well."

If Mizuki finds out about this, she'll definitely get a scolding. Besides, Viviana is so beautiful, and Sea Siren 12345 even wants to play matchmaker between her and Mizuki.

"Cough cough." The hooded person seemed to choke and coughed lightly twice, which also gave away the fact that he was a boy.

Ignoring the other party's reaction, Sea Siren 12345... well, from now on, let's just call her Straight Sea Siren. She reached out and patted Maria on the shoulder.

"To be honest, you're really something else. You have to participate in such a shady thing as the Knights' Tournament. What if something happens? You know your own limitations. After they find out you're the youngest daughter of the Nearl Family, those guys will only become more ruthless and try to show off their strength by beating you up."

Nowadays, the name Nearl is no longer just an honor; the Nearl Family Cyril produced many talented individuals for generations. Nearl led an army to defeat Ursus, Snitz Nearl also distinguished himself on the battlefield, Margaret Nearl was a former champion, but what about Maria Nearl?

This girl is nothing special; she even prefers machinery and forging to fighting. But who cares? They just want to use her as a stepping stone to their own fame.

"I had no choice..."

"Alright, I won't say anything more, but I can't just watch you get beaten up on the field."

Due to Mizuki's orders, Shunzi the Sea Siren decided to protect Maria, partly out of concern for her as a friend.

"Let's talk about that later. I finally finished training today, but Aunt Zofia didn't hold back at all."

After all, she needs to participate in the competition, so she can't just rely on this little skill to get beaten up. Maria has been training all this time. It can only be said that she has excellent genes. Her progress is extraordinary. Although she can't dominate in the competition yet, she has reached a certain level.

"Don't you drink?"

"I dare not drink it. If my uncle finds out, I'll at most get a scolding, but if my aunt finds out, I'll get a good spanking."

If this bar weren't so special, Maria, at her age, would probably have gotten a severe beating if she tried to enter.

"Would you like something to drink, sir?"

Bar owner Martin finally noticed a young man wearing a hoodie. He racked his brain, but couldn't recall when the man had sat down in that spot.

This is a trivial matter; he couldn't possibly remember everyone who came to the bar.

"Hmm... a glass of water will do."

If the previous coughing sound was only vaguely familiar to Sea Siren 12345, then this sentence made her feel like she was sitting on pins and needles, like a scorpion in the desert suddenly arriving in the Snowfield of Sami, her whole body chilled to the bone.

The boy reached out and took off his hood, revealing light blue hair. He combed his long hair that had been hidden under his clothes, the ends of which were a gradient of pink and light purple, making him unforgettable at first glance, along with his sincere big eyes.

I'm not used to drinking.

"It's strange that you come to a bar if you're not used to drinking, but we're not at the point where we have to charge for water here."

Old Martin casually poured a glass of water for Mizuki, noticing that Shunzi Sea Siren's expression was quite off.

"What's wrong with you, Fina? You look like you've seen a ghost."

(This is worse than seeing a ghost.)

Shunzi Sea Siren was on the verge of tears. She was thinking of having a drink tonight and then trying to introduce Viviana to Mizuki. She knew Mizuki would come to Kazimierz sooner or later, but she didn't expect it to be so soon!

"Hey... Dad, you're here at the bar looking for fun too?"

For a moment, Sea Siren 12345 slipped out her innermost thoughts. Only after she finished speaking did she realize that her secrets could not be hidden from Mizuki. Here, no matter what she was thinking, it was no different from shouting in Mizuki's ear.

Upon hearing this address, everyone in the bar turned to look at Mizuki. Sea Siren 12345 was a regular at the bar, and everyone knew her well. They had never seen this fearless Aegir show such an expression before, and she was actually calling a boy who looked to be under twenty "Dad"???

"It was just a coincidence. Don't tremble like a leaf. It's not like I forbid you from drinking."

This is no longer about whether or not to drink. Sea Siren don't know what fear is, but they do know what nervousness is. The difference between nervousness and fear isn't that big. When facing Mizuki, it felt like showing your report card to your parents in elementary school.

"... Fina, is this your father? He looks far too young."

Maria couldn't help but cover her mouth. Mizuki looked younger than her, but Fina looked like she was in her early twenties.

"Fina... that's a nice name, how did you come up with it?"

"I saw it in a book." Seeing that Mizuki didn't seem to be planning to tidy herself up, Sea Siren 12345 breathed a sigh of relief. "Um... Mizuki, would you like something to drink? It's on me."

"You don't like drinking lava anymore?"

"That's not something I can just buy whenever I want to drink it."

Scratching his head sheepishly, the conversation between Sea Siren 12345 and Mizuki left those around them somewhat confused. Was lava some new drink? It couldn't possibly be real lava, could it?

With a "ding-a-ling," the bar door was pushed open, and a figure in a black trench coat walked in, taking off her hat to reveal a beautiful face.

Seeing the strange atmosphere in the bar, the Candle Knight Viviana initially thought it was due to her arrival, but she soon noticed a stranger sitting in the middle of the bar, with everyone's attention focused on him.

"Viviana, you've finally arrived! Come, sit here."

Sea Siren 12345 pointed to the seat next to her, which was actually the one next to Mizuki. She had wanted to introduce Mizuki to the other person for a long time. Sea Siren always boasted that she was the one who brought Irene and Mizuki together, which made the sisters eager to learn from her and wish they could set up blind dates for Mizuki all over Terra.

"Was anyone seen when you came?"

"There are still quite a few reporters squatting outside the bar."

Viviana shook her head. With her status, how could there not be gossip reporters secretly observing her? There were also quite a few tabloid gossip reporters secretly observing the bar she had visited not long ago.

"Um... okay, it's really hard to fake it when you're like this."

As Elafia, Viviana's horns are simply too conspicuous to conceal like other celebrities.

"I reckon tomorrow morning the newspapers will have headlines like: 'Shocking! Candle Knight Viviana caught having a secret rendezvous with someone at a bar, and the other person is none other than so-and-so.'"

"It's alright, I'm not short of rumors like that."

The more debts she has, the better. Viviana's scandals over the years could fill this bar if all of them were added together. A few more are just a few more. Her only worry is that she won't be able to get away when the fans come in later.

Mizuki adopted an outsider's attitude, took a sip of water, and then seemed to be thinking about something. Sea Siren 12345 sensed that it was curiosity, but this curiosity was not directed at Viviana or Maria; it was more like she was scrutinizing the city.

As a Sea Siren dedicated to causing trouble, 12345 thought it best to keep quiet. If she really tried to connect Mizuki and Viviana in this situation, Mizuki would most likely send her straight to the respawn point.

The facts were largely as she had guessed, except that Mizuki was not just examining the city; he was examining something deeper, along with the other Mizuki.

At the Penguin Logistics outpost in the distant Lungmen, Mizuki, who was serving dishes, smiled slightly, clearly feeling that her condition had improved a little, even if only slightly.

As expected, this method was effective. Since it was impossible to determine which memories in the Sea of Life belonged to oneself, it was better to take them all, but not indiscriminately.

By aggregating, classifying, and processing fragmented memories, similar fragments can be classified more arbitrarily. Offspring are then given these memories, allowing each Mizuki to possess a complete personality and mindset. They can even attach themselves to certain people or objects, reading their emotions and memories to complete their own personality.

Finally, when these memories are retrieved, they are essentially marked because they are mixed with other people's memories, making identification and differentiation much easier.

"That's all. Hmm, Sister Chen should be here by now, right?"

Mizuki was in a good mood; at least he had found a way to stabilize himself temporarily and didn't have to worry about losing control too quickly.

As for the weather, the clouds will clear in a couple of days, and most of Terra will be sunny again.

Chapter 226 is all about Mizuki.

I am a pathetic person, an unfortunate Infected, a knight... Oh right, I was just hit in the head, am I dead?

"Oh! Allen got hit hard on the head by Green, can he even get up? Keep in mind he wasn't wearing Raythean Industries' latest helmet!"

That's obvious. In an underground fighting arena like this, forget about armor; the weapons are at most rusty iron bars. If it weren't for the sliver of a chance to climb up, who would be willing to risk their life here?

But for Infected, this is the only way to make a name for themselves in Kazimierz and live a decent life.

"I... I can't..."

(Don't want to die? Then give it to me, give me everything you have)

The voice in his head sounded like the whispers of a demon. Allen wasn't sure if he was hallucinating. He tried to stand up, but couldn't.

"Allen has made a move! He hasn't given up yet, Green is slowly approaching him!"

(Don't even think about it. How could you possibly stand up in your current state? Your brain is so damaged; you're only alive because I'm keeping you on your feet.)

With tinnitus, Allen couldn't hear the sounds around him, let alone the shouts from the audience. He knew what those spectators wanted to see; they had always felt that knightly competitions were too restrictive for knights, which was why they held these underground competitions, letting people fight each other and even humans and beasts.

And what about themselves? They stand high above, in the audience, watching others in danger while they themselves remain carefree. They enjoy the peculiar feeling brought about by this contrast.

Green knew this, of course. He knew what the noble lords in the audience liked to see, so he didn't just kill Allen. He wanted to torture him, first rendering him incapable of resistance, then breaking his limbs to garner enough cheers.

If you're lucky enough, you might just get the appreciation of some important figure, like that champion Blood Knight, and then rise to the top without any problem.

He was sorry, but he needed Allen's body to elevate him. He slowly approached, only to hear Allen utter two words intermittently from his mouth, which was constantly spitting out blood.

"I... cough cough... give..."

Take whatever you want, as long as he can win. If he wins this match and gets the prize money, he can take his daughter to the hospital, send her to school, and even if he dies, he can leave some money so she can live a good life.

The surrounding air seemed to become damp instantly, and the smell of blood faded somewhat. Green watched as Allen slowly got up from the ground, somewhat incredulous. That blow would have been fatal to an ordinary person; Green wouldn't have been able to stand up even if he hadn't died.

"The air smells so strongly of blood. How many people have died in this place?"

Allen frowned, blood flowing down from his head, staining half his face red. His once lifeless eyes were now filled with an unfathomable, mesmerizing light.

"Are you still able to stand up?"

"Yeah, thank goodness you didn't kill me outright."