To create Honkai Impact 3rd in a world where Kallen exists.

She keenly sensed that the Stigmata were the key to resisting the Honkai, and also the root cause of how different that world was.

Do you have it with you? I...no, can we take a look?

She spoke hesitantly, her face showing some inner conflict.

She knew it wasn't appropriate to ask the Herrscher of Knowledge for something immediately after meeting her, but this Stigmata was indeed of great importance.

Whether it's about reclaiming past heroes or preventing the collapse and erosion, both are of great significance.

Although she had no idea how the other party had managed to bring all thirteen Yingjies with them from Kevin,

She knew that the World Serpent held many secrets from pre-civilizational times, but that was simply too incredible!

How can we move all the heroes to St. Freya?

Now she was quite certain that the school was safe and sound because no force would touch that place; she was absolutely certain of it!

"Yes... that's no problem, but there are some requirements."

The Herrscher of Knowledge blinked, looked at Fu Hua, and couldn't help but smile.

"Whatever your request, I will consider it on behalf of Destiny."

Theresa spoke from the side, her voice firm and persuasive.

She now already possesses a hint of the qualities of a Destiny Bishop.

"I... want her!"

The Lawgiver's face was filled with smugness; her eyes almost shone with light.

With a flick of his pale white finger, he pointed directly in... Fu Hua's direction.

Simultaneously,

There was also Fu Hua's astonished expression, and the knowing looks on the faces of everyone around her.

"I--?"

Fu Hua, unwilling to believe it, tentatively pointed to herself again.

"Yes, it's you! What a wonderful gift!"

...

"Ugh—, really, talking about it made my throat dry. Luckily, I ran away afterwards and hid there for a nice, comfortable nap..."

The Lawbringer, stretching lazily, slowly emerged from the ship's door, his eyes still drowsy.

Her slender waist swayed slightly in the twilight, and her hand naturally reached to her mouth, covering her mouth as she yawned.

She casually glanced at the sun, which was halfway down the horizon, and waved to the two people in front of her.

The two were the blonde knight and Rita. Kiana learned that Durandal was her former sister, and for a moment she found it difficult to face her. They were also gazing at the setting sun, the ship bathed in a hazy gold glow.

They were talking in hushed tones, their casual conversation unconcerned about being overheard.

At this moment, it's just like any other ordinary afternoon.

This small town, which has witnessed hundreds of years of history, will eventually see the dark clouds dissipate and usher in a new tomorrow.

Just like those unchanging yesterdays.

"Something on your mind...? Rita, you're still so perceptive?"

Durandal scratched the back of her head, took a deep breath, and said, "...Ah, you mean Bishop Otto is no longer here?"

"That's certainly part of the reason. After all, Lord Otto... he influenced each and every one of us. Just as he once said—"

Rita said softly,

"Humans are like rivers that eventually flow into the sea. The closer a river flows to the sea, the muddier it becomes—but only the sea can contain the muddy river while still retaining its own character."

"A river... indeed, it has flowed for five hundred years, carrying silt and sand..."

"But he ultimately transcended all of that and went to that other shore that is not a place of good and evil."

Yulandel gathered a strand of hair that had been blown by the evening breeze in the setting sun and placed it behind her ear.

A gentle breeze ruffled her hair, causing a slightly ticklish sensation.

But she really enjoyed this peaceful time.

“I used to think I knew him well enough, that I understood he was a very complex person… but now I feel like I know nothing about him at all.”

"Perhaps your background also plays a role... Lady Durandal probably never expected that the Herrscher of Knowledge would suddenly reveal the reason for this relationship at such an unexpected time..."

Rita's eyebrows curved slightly, her smile as bright as ever. The golden sunlight shone on her profile, making her breathtakingly beautiful.

"I still remember the look on Durandal's face when she was in front of Kiana. Hmm... I really regret not taking a picture to remember the moment!"

She sighed with some regret,

Completely disregarding her friend's somewhat embarrassed expression,

"Rita...you!"

Durandal glared at the other person, but as she watched the golden light gradually fade away, her heart calmed down.