The Fire-Chasing Herrscher Who Destroyed the World

"Hah!"

Accompanied by the girl's light shout, the wooden stakes in front of her broke, but the girl's palms were still smooth, without even a trace of redness or swelling.

"Hey! You come to morning exercise so early."

Mikael waved and greeted, holding a bun in his mouth and a large bag in his hand, his voice was unclear.

Hua just glanced at him, then took a deep breath, and with one punch and one kick, he scrapped two more wooden stakes.

"Didn't sleep well last night?"

Mikael walked to her side and asked knowingly.

"Don't worry about it."

So Mikael stopped talking and just leaned against Hua and ate the meat buns silently.

Hua naturally didn't take the initiative to speak, but just took a deep breath and smashed all the remaining twenty or so wooden stakes on the open-air training ground in one breath, and then turned around again, staring at Mikael with dull eyes.

"..."

"Uh..."

Mikael's mouth twitched and asked softly:

"Are you in a bad mood?"

Very bad, visible to the naked eye.

Hua's brows drooped and her eyes glanced to one side.

In fact, after the initial anger gradually faded, Hua felt that she and Mikael would not cut off all communication.

But sometimes it's not that I don't want to talk, but like now, I want to speak, but I have pondered countless sentences in my heart, but I can't pick out a sentence that I can really speak.

What should I say, what can I say?

Say-"What do you want to do?"

This is a cliché. From five hundred years ago to now, let alone the person being asked, if she really said this, she would feel bored. Besides, what's the point of asking a question that Mikael will never answer?

Or-"Don't you know what's going on? Why did you appear in Kiana's dream last night?"

This is even more difficult to say. The attitude of the first half of the sentence is too intimate, and the second half of the sentence has a questioning tone. In any case, Hua feels that her relationship with him now is obviously not that close, but not that distant.

This sense of distance is too difficult to control, but Hua doesn't have to speak.

She was a silent person, so she chose to remain silent.

But her silence did not mean that Mikael would not speak.

Long-term loneliness often leads to two opposite results. One is to become more silent, like a rock that remains unmoved regardless of wind and rain, and the other is to become a chatterbox.

Obviously, Hua is the former and Mikael is the latter.

"Hua."

"Hmm?"

Hua quickly covered her mouth. She knew that it would be better for her to say nothing as before. However, once Mikael did not say anything else and just called her name so softly, her body would respond without the control of her brain.

It was as if no matter how many times she burned her memory, she could pick up her boxing and swordsmanship. That was the muscle memory passed down from a long time ago.

"What is the current situation of Shenzhou? Is the collapse serious?"

Mikael asked casually with concern.

Hua glanced at him and became more and more certain that he was just chatting for no reason. As the "end", how could he not know the situation of Shenzhou?

Just thinking about it, the severity of the collapse in Shenzhou has never seemed to be very high...

"It's okay."

Hua was as frugal as ever.

But the moment she opened her mouth, Mikael quickly stuffed a bun into her mouth.

"Hmm!"

Hua frowned, not liking the feeling of being force-fed. If I remember correctly, this meat bun is Xiao Suchang's favorite food, but she is different, especially after morning exercise, the greasy meat filling always makes people feel sick.

Having said that, she still tried to take a bite, but she didn't expect it to be filled with pickles.

Looking at the complex emotions in her eyes, Mikael suddenly reached out and rubbed her head.

"Pah!"

Hua slapped his hand away, and then reacted belatedly.

"I... I'm not..."

She pushed her lips upward, but she didn't say anything after all.

Mikael was not too surprised, or rather, he knew from the beginning that his rash behavior would receive such a reaction.

In front of Hua, he pursed his lips, suddenly turned around and left.

The morning sun was particularly gentle, but Hua felt a little bit of heat rising in her heart.

She wanted to call Mikael, but what should she call him for?

Unexpectedly, Mikael just walked to the edge of the open-air training ground, put a large bag of steamed buns on the seats on the side of the field, and carefully tied a knot on the plastic bag to prevent small flies from the bushes on the side from crawling in.

Then, he slowly walked back to Hua, straightened his back, and began to stretch.

"What... are you doing?"

"Nothing, I just remembered that I seem to have been slacking off for a long time, and I haven't found an opponent who can fight with me for a long time."

Mikael smiled and rubbed his wrist, and added in a low voice:

"No power, just look at physical skills."

Hua smiled dumbly.

"Are you sure?"

She did have a long-standing grudge in her heart, but she didn't expect that Mikael would actually come out and ask such a question...

"Of course I'm sure."

Mikael tried to smile gently, but before he could open his mouth, he was hit by a small fist and flew out, swinging back and forth.

…………

Kiana was walking aimlessly on St. Freya's campus with a piece of toast in her mouth.

She used to always stay in bed. She woke up extra early today, went to the toilet, and couldn't fall asleep again. She didn't know what she should do for a while.

review? The day before the Valkyrie exam, St. Freya listened to the class for a day as usual and allowed everyone to review on their own. However, without the squad leader or Himeko to interpret the things in the textbook, Kiana could not read them even if she read them alone for a year. Understand...well, even with the squad leader and Himeko explaining it, she couldn't listen.

After thinking about it, she went to the cafeteria that had just opened and bought two pieces of toast, and walked to the training ground while eating. Mikael said that the scores in the theoretical class could make up for the lack of scores in the simulated actual combat assessment, but from another perspective, how could it make up for it? Doesn't it mean that as long as her actual scores are high enough, even if she just passes the passing line in the theory class, she will be enough to become an A-level Valkyrie?

"Hahahaha! This young lady is really smart! My aunt, Mikael, Himeko, and the monitor are all trying to make up for this young lady's shortcomings. This young lady must give full play to her own strengths... uh... wait a minute, How can I pass the theory class...ahhh! It’s so annoying!”

The girl stamped her feet and took a few bites of toast.

"Forget it, let's go to the training ground to vent. There shouldn't be anyone more diligent than this lady at this time, right?"

Since the last mission in Canghai City, the girl first went back and forth to take care of the injured Mei and Bronya, and finally the two recovered from their injuries. The Valkyrie test was coming again, and she hadn't seriously moved her muscles for a long time.

This time was just right. It was early in the morning, so no one would compete with her for the open-air training ground in the middle of the garden...

No way?

"boom!"

"Boom—boom—boom—"

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a series of explosions in front of her, and a black shadow flew from the distance and smashed to pieces at her feet with a "bang".

It was a piece of brick. Kiana leaned over and picked up one of the fragments. The pattern was exactly like the floor tiles of the training ground.

"I*! Who trains so hard so early in the morning!"

The broken floor tiles flew hundreds of meters away. Who is this in the training ground, so brave?

Also, aunt will be angry if public facilities are destroyed like this, right?

Thinking of the painful experience of Teresa holding Judas with red eyes after she broke the desk, deducting the repair fee from her allowance and forcing her to drink three glasses of bitter melon juice as punishment, Kiana backed away repeatedly, fearing that she would be involved in this matter and let her aunt, who had long been unhappy with her, find out.

But she just took two steps back. She didn't know if she was hallucinating because of the violence. She seemed to hear intermittent calls for help——

"Save-life-ah-"

"Who can help me--"

"I-was-wrong-I-don't-want-to-die-"

"This voice...why does it sound so much like Mikael?"

Kiana scratched the dull hair on her head. Once a trace of curiosity emerged in her heart, she could never go back. She turned around and looked around. After a moment's hesitation, she decisively got into the greenery on the side and quietly walked towards the training ground.

"boom!"

"boom!"

The closer they got to the training ground, the more gravel was scattered everywhere, and it was impossible to imagine what kind of battle was going on ahead.

Isn't it possible that a Honkaiju sneaked into the academy? Don't be kidding, the school's alarm system is not a decoration.

The girl leaned forward. After being hit on the head by two bags and holding a steamed bun that flew past her in her hand, she finally arrived at the training ground.

The originally thick bushes were twisted and twisted, like overlapping, crooked teeth. Through the gap in the bush, Kiana carefully poked her head out——

"boom!"

Another violent shock wave swept past her, and she quickly lowered her head to prevent her hair from being blown away along with her scalp.

When the impact gradually subsided, she raised her head again and looked at the devastated training ground.

The originally flat ground had turned into a concave arc. Two figures quickly intersected in a space less than a hundred meters in diameter. Each collision caused rocks and soil to fly on the ground.

"Uh...what is Uncle Mikael doing?"

From Kiana's point of view, although the two were not evenly matched, they were not to the extent that Uncle Mikael was chased and beaten. But this guy shouts exaggeratedly after every collision...

Kiana felt a sense of loss that she had been deceived.

Of course, this feeling of loss may not be entirely due to being "cheated."

But her attention was soon attracted by another figure on the field.

"That's... the squad leader? No way... is the squad leader so powerful?"

"boom!"

With their fists intertwined, Hua and Mikael turned their heads to avoid each other's fists in a tacit understanding. Their elbows collided, and then passed each other. Their knees hit each other, and their shoulders bumped together diagonally.

"Help!"

Mikael let out a scream like a slaughtering pig, and his body floated to the side. The corner of Hua's mouth twitched twice, and he quickly grabbed his wrist and pulled him back. First, he hit his lower abdomen with the elbow of his right arm, then raised his elbow and hit Mikael's chin, and finally his left palm. The root punched Mikael's Adam's apple.

The whole set of actions was smooth and smooth, and he was completely aiming to kill people.

But it doesn’t matter, Mikael won’t die anyway, and since he screamed so miserably, he has to do something to express his feelings, right?

"boom!"

Mikael's back was in close contact with the earth, and soon there was a large human-shaped pit on the ground.

"Stop! Stop fighting!"

Mikael shouted while laughing, and with a twist of his wrist, he locked Hua's arm in turn.

"Um?"

Hua narrowed her eyes, with a hint of a smile in her eyes. She suddenly bent her knees and directly pressed Mikael's arm, and slapped Mikael's throat from top to bottom with her free hand.

"*!"

Mikael shrank his neck, and the next moment, Hua's palm stopped just inches above Mikael's Adam's apple, and there was a loud "bang" sound.

The two looked at each other in a strange posture. A smile suddenly appeared on Hua's lips, but he quickly suppressed it.

She stood up, dusted herself off, and said calmly:

"you lose."

In a battle where power was not allowed to be used, if Mikael was beaten to the point where he used the power of space, he would naturally lose.

Although Hua couldn't tell whether it was an instinctive reaction in a critical moment or whether Mikael did it deliberately, from her perspective, Mikael had many coping methods to choose from at that time, far from necessary. When using powers.

Is it true, as he said, that he has slacked off after not finding a suitable opponent for a long time?

But what does this have to do with her? She just wanted to find a reason to beat Mikael.

"How's it going? Are you satisfied?"

Mikael smiled and climbed up from the ground gently.

Hua nodded and shook his head.

Violence is indeed one of the best ways to vent negative emotions, but it is only a temporary solution rather than a permanent solution. What she really wants to do cannot be solved by beating Mikael...

"Uncle Mikael...actually lost?"

Kiana, who was hiding in the bushes, clicked her tongue repeatedly.

In fact, through yesterday's sparring, she could see that the squad leader's fighting level was not low, but she never expected that the opponent would be so powerful!

"Confused?"

A familiar voice suddenly sounded in her ears. Kiana turned her head and saw a flash of fiery red.

"Aunt Jizi, why are you here?"

"First of all, don't call me aunt!"

The woman who smelled of alcohol shook her head and gave Kiana what she thought was a soft smile.

"Secondly, there was such a big noise here, the whole school heard it."

"Ah, is that so...hahaha...so awesome..."

Kiana laughed dryly twice, scratched her head, and suddenly remembered that this matter had nothing to do with her, and there was no need for her to feel guilty, so she quickly suppressed the instinctive fear in her heart and raised her chest again.

But Jizi didn't look at her.

She stared blankly at the two people in the field, her eyes shining with an indescribable light.

"Aunt Jizi, what's wrong with you?"

Jizi turned her face sideways with a smile and sighed softly:

"Both of them have not installed artificial stigmata."

"Huh? What does this mean?"

Himeko patted Kiana's head helplessly.

"Idiot, I'm asking you not to pay attention in class. Artificial Stigma is a necessity for most Valkyrie battles. Compared with traditional 'weapons', Artificial Stigmata, Valkyrie Armor and the Valkyrie herself are the real meaning. Weapons. And the two of them were fighting with their own strength from beginning to end..."

Kiana tugged at the dull hair on her head. She felt that Jizi was very melancholy, but she still didn't understand why.

"By the way, Kiana, I have good news and bad news here. Which one do you want to hear first?"

"good news!"

Kiana made her choice without hesitation.

"Student Fu Hua can't make up for you today. I just received a notice that the Bishop's schedule has been advanced. He is expected to arrive at the academy in half an hour. I am here to inform Teacher Mikael and Student Fu Hua to attend the reception. "

"Great!"

Kiana laughed happily. There is no news that makes a student more excited than the cancellation of make-up classes.

But I still feel a little bit unhappy - why can the monitor, who is also a student, attend the welcoming ceremony for the bishop?

She has no interest in the Archbishop of Destiny. The reason why she feels a little sour in her heart is the same as her dream of becoming Destiny's strongest Valkyrie. To a greater extent, it is just a manifestation of the Kaslana family's competitive genes.

But after looking at the training ground where he could no longer find a place to stay, and Mikael who was constantly rubbing his body and sucking in air-conditioning with his teeth bared, Kiana felt that there was nothing to be sore about.

She thought Uncle Mikael was already powerful enough, but she didn't expect the squad leader to be even braver!

"Yeah, what about the bad news?"

"The bad news is of course - today, I'm here to give you a make-up lesson."

"..."

…………

Mikael and Hua left the training ground, and Jizi's words had reached them, even though they were far apart.

"Remember to ask Ling Shuang to pay Theresa for the training ground money."

Mikael said abruptly.

"You - you are really..."

Shameless!

Hua was so shocked that he couldn't even organize such a simple adjective.

"Uh... Ahem! Don't look at me like that. My salary is not enough to accompany me to this training ground..."

Mikael seemed to be explaining, but also seemed to be... just stating such a thing.

He took advantage of the situation and kicked a pebble away from his feet. The pebble bounced twice, and finally fell into the sewer by coincidence.

Maybe there really is a connection between the two. The moment the stone fell, Mikael and Hua suddenly turned their heads in unison. The moment their eyes intertwined, they turned their heads back in tacit understanding.

Mikael continued to move forward, but Hua stopped and stayed where he was.

"I'm not going."

Hua told the decision calmly.

"Oh, if you don't want to go, then I won't go."

Mikael tilted his neck in confusion. It wasn't that she was puzzled that Hua didn't attend Otto's welcoming ceremony, it was simply that she didn't understand why she wanted to say this to him more.

Hua suddenly smiled.

No matter when, Mikael respects her choice so much.

Then I must repay this trust well.

Hua walked towards the dormitory without saying a word, and of course Mikael would not stop him.

When a person returned to the dormitory and opened the door, Hua saw a thin figure on the bedroom seat.

"Long time no see, Hua."

Hua's pupils shrank suddenly. She closed the dormitory door without leaving a trace, held it against her back, and then silently recited the other party's name:

"It's you, Cang..."