Zhenqi: Mo Yi, are you going to make me fall?

Durandal: "..."

Fine, she really couldn't understand the beauty contained within Mo Yi's words.

Durandal: No, why am I even trying to figure out what his last sentence meant? This is such a waste of effort!

Could it be that so-called important figures simply liked saying all sorts of confusing, incomprehensible things?

Whatever. It was enough to know that he would be leaving tomorrow.

Having figured that out, Durandal directly stated why she had come.

On his final night before leaving, she wanted to have a refreshing, satisfying spar... training session. It definitely wasn't some strange breakup ×× nonsense.

After all, Mo Yi was the most suitable training partner Durandal had encountered in years. He was stronger than her, wouldn't be useless like Rita and go limp after just a couple of moves, and was technically an ally. He had excellent control over his strength, able to beat her until it hurt like hell during their exchanges without actually injuring her.

She had only enjoyed such a perfect training session once, yet he was already leaving. She would remain at Schicksal Headquarters to fight the Honkai and naturally couldn't follow Mo Yi to St. Freya Academy, so tonight would be their last time.

Mo Yi: "..."

After hearing Durandal's words, Mo Yi was dumbfounded. He had never expected his own joke to come true. He treated her as a future Valkyrie on his bridge, yet she actually treated him, the Captain, as a tool person. How could she... Wait, though. The Captain really was positioned as a tool person, so there was no problem after all.

Still, Mo Yi looked at the True Kiana in his left arm and Ji Anya in his right, while eating the loving food Mei had personally made and Ji Anya was feeding him. In