The Fire-Chasing Herrscher Who Destroyed the World

"Wow——"

The small river, which is not very spacious, flows eastward and keeps flowing. No external force can stop the water in it from flowing to unknown distances, just like it did five hundred years ago.

But how many of the water molecules that make up this river are still the same as they were five hundred years ago?

I'm sorry, but there seems to be no individual difference in the macroscopic world between the microscopic examples, but if I have to say it, thanks to the water cycle, the water molecules that make up this river should also have experienced the water that day five hundred years ago. Molecule.

Of course, Otto knew that this was largely a romanticized idea. Reality will not make any difference just because the answer to this question is "yes" or "no". Even the person who asked this question in his mind will not be moved or sad in any way.

In the final analysis, this is just the unconscious brain cell activity that human beings must carry out to live in this world.

"Your Majesty, it's going to be dark soon. We've been waiting all day. Do we need to wait any longer?"

"Calm down, calm down, Bianca."

Otto leaned elegantly on the gorgeous sofa, holding a crystal clear red wine glass in one hand, and holding a fishing rod casually in the other hand. The fishing line kept pulling with the current, but he didn't react at all, as if he had forgotten that he was fishing.

As for Hollander, he stood at attention, standing behind Otto's sofa like a little tin soldier who could not move but could talk.

After waiting for a long time, and not having enough rest from last night until now, it was difficult even for her to keep her gaze straight. In order to concentrate, she could only look at the fishing line tumbling with the water. In a short time, she saw several fish take the bait, but they broke free due to the Bishop's inaction...

She only felt that she seemed to understand less than before... no, she could not see through the Bishop's thoughts. But based on her previous understanding, it was enough to judge that something was wrong with Otto's current state.

The Bishop is not the kind of person who takes aim without aim. He does appear to be absent-minded when doing many things, but those are things that need to be done but are not so necessary. If fishing had never been meaningful or necessary in the first place, he wouldn't be doing it at all.

But if that was the case, why did he just let the hooked fish escape? Does fishing have any other meaning besides getting food?

"Oops!"

Not thinking about the food, it was hard for Hollander not to feel weak when he thought about it.

From leaving Taixu Mountain last night, to getting on the plane to return to Tianming, and then to the first moment of rushing back to Tianming, he was pulled onto another plane by the bishop and taken to this wilderness, not to mention a mouthful of solid food in Hollanddale. , not even a sip of water.

As the best warrior of this era, this is certainly something that can be overcome, but it will still have a considerable impact on her combat status. Forget it if the person you have to face next is that man, such a slight gap is most likely the difference between fatal and non-fatal.

"Mr. Bishop, I reserve my suggestion. We should not wait any longer. Not to mention that it has been almost twelve hours since the invitation. Is the other party still sincere in going to the appointment? I am not able to fight with all my strength in my current state. , once there is a conflict with the other party, I'm afraid..."

"I want to correct you Bianca. It has not been twelve hours since I sent the invitation. The headquarters is in the East District One, and this is the East District Two. Strictly speaking, it has been up to eleven hours."

"Your Majesty, I don't think this is the time to show off your humor."

Otto suddenly turned his head unexpectedly, and his tone was not only a bit of teasing, but also a sincere compliment:

"Not bad, Bianca, you actually learned to joke now?"

"Your Majesty Bishop!"

There was no significant change in Hollander's expression, but it was hard not to hear the displeasure in his tone.

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore, Bianca. Since I'm hungry, let's have a glass of wine first."

Otto casually threw the fishing rod on the ground, reconstructed a glass of red wine from his free right hand, and handed it to Hollander.

At this point, Youlandale finally failed to maintain expression control, and the corners of his eyes twitched violently.

"Your Majesty, first of all, I am not old enough to drink. Secondly, do you think that you can consume alcohol during the mission?"

"Don't be so excited, Bianca."

Otto shook his head without hesitation, but did not take back the wine glass handed to Hollander.

"The drinking age stipulated by the law is just a means of definition, as if human beings always think that the world will usher in some new changes when entering the new century. In fact, no matter what, the sun will still rise normally on the morning of the day when you turn 18. It rises and sets normally in the evening, and the same goes for the last day and the first day of each century. As for the mission..."

Standing at the side and behind, Hollander could clearly see the corners of the Bishop's mouth gradually flattening from a slightly raised angle, until finally, he softly uttered three words:

"who cares."

"...Mr. Bishop, although you say so...could it be because the only food you can conjure up with Void Manzo is red bar?"

"How is this possible? Kong Manzo and I have been old friends for more than five hundred years... Well, constructing organic matter is indeed much more difficult than constructing inorganic matter, and it is not necessary, so I really don't know how.

"..."

"But, Bianca, you don't have to worry. That man will definitely come, and he will never take action. The battle you envisioned cannot exist at all."

"Why... why? I am not questioning your judgment, Lord Bishop, but you have taught me not to place my hope on the mercy of my enemies."

"Hum hum!"

Otto hummed happily, stood up and stretched, and then laughed to himself.

"Bianca...you're right, but the fact that he won't kill me isn't an act of kindness on his part."

"I do not understand……"

"Of course you won't understand...Bianca, do you know why I brought you here?"

Of course, as a guard, even if there is no fight with Mikael, this wilderness is not safe at all, and as long as she stands here, those beasts will smell the danger, and then Take the initiative to stay away - this is the answer that instinctively pops up in Hollander's mind.

But she also felt that if this was really the case, then there would be no need for the bishop to ask her.

After thinking for half a minute, she shook her head in despair.

If it was a matter of tactical thinking, she was completely capable of it, but she had always been insensitive to such issues that were both sensitive and useless for combat. This may sound like "escape", but perhaps it is precisely because she is not distracted from thinking about these things that she can maximize the warrior's power in a more pure manner.

And Otto didn't seem to expect her to answer this question. After a pause of three seconds, he spoke in a self-questioning and self-answering manner that Hollander was already accustomed to:

"Bianca, I may have to trouble you next. If during the communication with that man, I, an old guy who doesn't know his own abilities, can't help but do something irrational, you must hold me back. "

Hollander's expression suddenly became extremely strange, half of his eyebrows were raised upwards, and half of his eyebrows were wrinkled downwards, his nose twitched, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously formed a triangle.

"My Lord Bishop, what are you talking about... uh..."

Probably because he was too tired from being teased by some annoying guy in China, Hollander only discovered at this moment that Otto was not wearing the purple robe that appeared most frequently but was incompatible with today's era. She changed into a red and white dress similar to a suit. Although in Hollander's opinion, such clothing is still not suitable for fighting, it is still much better than the original one.

This... the bishop has never really had the urge to do it himself...

It was difficult for Hollander to imagine that scene.

It was hard to imagine the scene where the Bishop, who maintained elegance and calmness all the time, punched someone, just like Hollandale couldn't imagine himself lying lazily on the sofa drinking red wine like the Bishop.

But this made her even more curious about the past between the Bishop and Mikael, so much so that the Bishop, who was always good at controlling his emotions, was prepared to lose his mind in advance...

"Speaking of which, regarding that man, I retrieved a lot of information in Tianming's database with the authority of an S-class Valkyrie, but... uh, I'm sorry, Lord Bishop, I actually have no doubts."

Although she was quite slow in these areas, she later remembered that perhaps she shouldn't ask relevant questions at this time. No matter how you look at it...it's not a pleasant memory for the Bishop...but her ability to change the subject is really poor and blunt.

However, Otto didn't seem to mind letting Hollander know more.

"Bianca, what kind of man does Otto Apocalis seem to you?"

"Ah... er... Mr. Bishop, do you have to answer this question?"

Hollandale opened her mouth weakly. This question...if she had asked it two or three years ago, she might have given the bishop a good guy card without hesitation. But now, although she still strictly follows Otto's orders as before, she is still silent on the issue of "evaluation".

Silence cannot be used to describe anything accurately, but the blank space of silence can mean a lot.

"Hahahaha! Bianca, remember Bianca, if someone asks the same question in the future, don't hesitate anymore - let me tell you the truth. Otto Apocalis, that's An extremely selfish fool who uses his emotions to drive his rationality. As long as it is conducive to achieving that goal, it doesn't matter to me whether he becomes a destined bishop respected by countless people or an executioner despised by the whole world. Another thing you need to remember, Bianca, is that at least in this regard, that man is the same as me."

"Uh...Mr. Bishop..."

No matter how stupid Hollander is, he should be able to feel that something is wrong now.

He clearly said that he came to meet with Mikael, and he clearly said that he brought her here to prevent him from becoming irritable during the negotiation... But now, in the eyes of Hollander, all of this doesn't matter.

What on earth is the bishop talking about?

Although such words are really unlucky, this feeling... is like... explaining the funeral arrangements.

"Master Bishop, I think you are tired, so you should inform Amber and let's go back to the headquarters..."

"Shh! Don't interrupt me, Bianca. You know, I spent five hundred years trying my best to exclude him as a variable from my plan, but in the end it didn't work. I found that every move I made was expected by that man. When I tried to exclude her from the chessboard, he had already planned my fate for five hundred years. But I didn't hate this feeling. Because this means that that man will not let me die. He knows exactly what I am going to do, and in turn, I also know what he is going to do. So, as long as I haven't gotten it in his script. That day, I don’t have to worry about death.”

"This...Mr. Bishop, why don't you take a rest for a while..."

Hollander kept repeating this suggestion. It's not like she didn't know that this kind of behavior would have no effect on the current situation. But besides repeating this answer, what can she do?

"Bianca, I said..."

"Oh! Otto! I didn't expect you to protect the scenery here so well. Compared with the place where we first met, my impression is that it really hasn't changed at all... Oh... Hollander is here too. Oh Please, are you planning to let her sit in? To be honest, I don’t think this girl can understand your good intentions.”

"hehe……"

Considering the relationship between the two of them, it was somewhat surprising that the first round was just such a superficial confrontation.

"Otto, tell me something quickly. What do you want to say when you meet me at this time and at this place?"

After looking around and seeing that there was no one else around, Mikael simply let himself be frank.

"You should have also detected the reaction of the third Honkai Impact. The location is - Shenzhou, Taixu Mountain. So I can't waste too much time here. But... looking at your look, I roughly know what you want to do. What's the question?"

Mikael walked up to Otto step by step, and Otto's hand that was originally resting on the chair under his arm gradually lost control.

"Mikael, I received a piece of information, information specifically disclosed by Anti-Entropy. Did you know that Eleanor now exists in Anna's body, in the form of a stigmata. This information has been verified by many parties. Then let me ask you Mikael...If even Eleanor who is with her is still alive, then Kallen herself... Kallen! Is she still alive? "

"I have no idea."

"I don't know", no one expected Mikael to answer like this until the last moment came.