What? My cheat code is making my own gold coins explode?

Although it is in card form, even if it is only the residual power of that person's foot skin, it would not be something that a mere pseudo-heavenly fire greatsword could break through.

"Lord Alliance Leader, we..."

"Zhao Si told me that he wanted to try it himself, and if he couldn't beat me, he would call me."

Walter Yang couldn't completely trust Zhao Si's words. He had only known Zhao Si for less than a week. Although the teenagers who piloted mechs weren't bad people, that didn't mean what Zhao Si said was true, especially when it came to the Bishop of Destiny.

Recalling the time when he was attacked by the Joker, he didn't know what kind of trick the Joker used to injure him. When Siegfried Kaslana came to his aid, he was even disarmed by the Joker and shot through with his bare hands. If Siegfried hadn't risked his life to force the Joker back, he really wouldn't be alive today.

However, the bishop of destiny before him, in his rage, was wielding only a pseudo-heavenly fire greatsword, which was evenly matched with the rapier in Zhao Si's hand.

Based on these various comparisons, there is no valid evidence to prove that the Joker is Otto, nor can it be deduced that the Joker's heart is not in fighting the Honkai.

But suspicion doesn't need evidence. What Zhao Si is doing now is planting this seed of suspicion in Anti-Entropy's heart, and it will soon take root and sprout.

As for Zhao Si, he took out a sword that had transformed from a card box. Although it was unclear where the other party had taken it from, Walter had already given up on digging into the other party's background after Zhao Si had confessed beforehand that he couldn't reveal his origins.

“Ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding——”

The clash between the Card Box Sword and the Simulated Heavenly Fire Greatsword continues, but the difference in combat experience between the two is too great. One is a model citizen who has never even killed a human, while the other is the Archbishop of Destiny who can easily reach the level of an A-rank Valkyrie after five hundred years of casual training. The outcome is only a matter of time.

Even though the Card Box Sword had fought in numerous high-level matches and was not afraid of weapons of the same caliber as the Heavenly Fire Greatsword, Zhao Si's body was still that of a thirteen-year-old minor. In another head-on clash, Otto's powerful slash numbed his arms, causing the Card Box Sword to slip from his grasp. Otto, naturally, was unwilling to let the opportunity pass and swung his greatsword to deliver a final blow—

"Otto, it's beneath you to argue with a minor."

Walter summoned the pseudo-Star of Eden, casually flicking Otto twenty meters away before he crashed into the doorway and came to a stop.

As for Zhao Si, he had just switched to the card-type gun and wanted to pull the trigger to give Otto a ten-second semi-automatic lock-on burst, but Walter reached out and stopped him.

Too much of a good thing is bad, even though reconciliation is no longer possible.

Zhao Si understood Walter's gaze, nodded, put away the card box, and hung it on the left side of his combat uniform belt.

Just then, Tesla's communication screen appeared on Einstein's tablet, and she said while adjusting the camera:

"Walter, Chicken Head, Zhao Si, how did your talk with that Destiny Bishop go... Wow, you beat him up? Well done!"

Otto, who had just crawled out of the pile of wooden door debris, almost summoned the pseudo-Judah and started another fight after hearing Tesla's voice.

Then Otto held back, not because he wasn't angry, but because the beating had brought him to his senses.

The First Herald who inherits the title remains the First Herald, and even the Soul Steel Body cannot overstep its bounds.

"What's wrong, Tesla?"

"Ahem, ten minutes ago, we received a set of electromagnetic waves from the moon that were being transmitted globally. Translated, it means—"

"Send the First Herrscher and his henchman in the tin man to the moon to die, or drop four meteorites on Earth every 72 hours."

Upon hearing this news, Walter was somewhat surprised. It was similar to his plan to take a rocket to the moon and blow up Sirin, but the difference was that Sirin had taken the initiative to call them to go to the moon and even specified the casualties. In other words, it was unlikely that they would be attacked by Sirin during the moon landing.

"This is actually good news..."

"I am coming too!"

Walter muttered to himself, before being interrupted by Siegfried bursting into the meeting room once again.

“Mr. Walter, you should have heard the whole story through Tesla’s communications with us just now.”

"That's why I'm even more determined to go. I can't just watch you all go and die. At least I can contribute to protecting the world!"

Walter was about to say something when Zhao Si interrupted him:

"Take Siegfried with you, someone has to collect our corpses."

Walter Young agreed.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

P.S.: I was on a business trip, so this chapter was typed on my phone. My neck is killing me, but don't worry, because I can get ready for some soy milk again!

Chapter Sixteen: The Plan, Farewell, Preparations for the Moon Landing

The atmosphere among the group was somewhat somber throughout the journey.

The death notice brought by the Second Herrscher made everyone realize that this girl had grown from a clueless new Herrscher to a very high level.

When facing a newly emerged Herrscher, Welt had to exert all his strength to restrain the opponent. So when the second Herrscher grows up, Welt's trip to the moon will only end in a one-way trip.

As for the fact that the Bishop of Destiny was brought to his knees by Zhao Si's trash talk during the meeting, that seems insignificant.

Without a doubt, the real harm that Zhao Si's words inflicted on Otto was far greater than the damage he had done to Destiny in the 44 years before Anti-Entropy.

The more you know, the more you can say.

Once they calmed down, others would think of a question: Just how much more does this little guy know?

However, this seems to be another unsolved mystery, just like how no one could explain how Zhao Si's vehicle appeared in the Anti-Entropy camp before.

Walter Young was worried about the other side:

“Mr. Siegfried, you chose to join us in front of Otto when we were at odds with him. This will bring you and your family great sorrow.”

On the surface, the three great families of Destiny stand in a tripartite balance of power. In reality, everything in Destiny is nothing more than a plaything for Bishop Otto. Otto has the capital to act so recklessly because he is good at managing things and has lived a long life.

"Our Kaslana family neither seizes power nor vies for influence. We are wholeheartedly focused on fighting the Honkai. No matter how difficult Otto tries to make things difficult for me, how much more difficult can he possibly make things difficult for me? Will he refuse to give us missions? Or will he refuse to give us equipment? Even warriors have their own ways of making a living. Lord Alliance Leader, you don't need to worry about this."

Siegfried, on the other hand, seemed nonchalant, waving his hand to let the matter drop. However, he had made up his mind about one thing: if Otto really wanted to discard him afterward, he would take the Kaslana family to join Anti-Entropy.

Today, Zhao Si practically shoved his middle finger up Otto's nose while pointing and cursing. Although he also took a jab at the ancestors of the Kaslana family, judging from how easily Otto broke down, the anecdotes Zhao Si was spouting might actually be true.

Wow, that's really wild.

Thinking of this, Siegfried couldn't help but want to laugh, but he held it in due to the rather serious atmosphere.

If this man had truly taken the family's teachings to heart, he wouldn't have secretly run away from the Heavenly Mandate and wandered around aimlessly when he was already designated as the next head of the family.

"In that case, let's go. The plane is already waiting for us outside."

Fortunately, Anti-Entropy's North American headquarters was not hit by the meteorite, and the headquarters was able to send planes to pick up the Anti-Entropy members and the remaining Titan forces.

Therefore, waiting outside for the last four people was a C-17 Globemaster III transport aircraft, with a maximum takeoff weight of approximately 280 tons, a maximum carrying capacity of 77 tons, and a maximum range of 11600 kilometers.

And another humanoid mobile suit with only the GN Gundam in its right hand and a beam sword hilt on its rear armor, the Exia Gundam.

During the battle with the Honkai Beasts, the Herrscher of Reason, injured and rubbing against the leg armor, learned about the composition of E-carbon steel and repaired the damaged parts of Exusiai's armor.

As for the beam saber hilt and the two GN physical swords, the former had a single hilt left, but Welt's injuries were insufficient for him to reconstruct and fix the remaining three hilts. The latter was completely destroyed, making it impossible to reproduce.

GN shield? Aren't GN shields for throwing? (Emotionless)

"Young man! I feel a bit airsick right now, can I board with you?"

Siegfried was the first to raise his hand and ask a question, which drew Walter's sharp gaze.

Sitting in a high position makes one prone to arrogance, and Walter doesn't have Siegfried's thick skin; he can't bring himself to do it for the time being.

"Rejected, Mr. Siegfried, you are too big, there is no place for you to sit."

"You can strap me to the back of the driver's seat, I'm not picky."

"The turbulence of high-altitude flight can break an unprotected neck, Mr. Siegfried. Please have some self-respect."

Previously, when transporting Dr. Einstein temporarily, he almost fell and rolled around in the cockpit while standing next to the seat. If a strong man like Siegfried were to run around in the cockpit, he would be the one to suffer.

"It's alright, I'm Kaslana, I'm very strong... Hey hey hey... Walter, don't pull me! Letting me enjoy the cockpit in motion won't kill me!"

"Sorry, young man, Siegfried has embarrassed himself in front of you again."

"It's okay, I'm used to it."

Zhao Si waved his hand, saying that as long as you do it a lot, you won't feel anything no matter how many times you do it. Siegfried Kaslana is a classic example.

Despite the opponent's superior strength and unparalleled bravery, with biceps thicker than Zhao Si's thighs, he insisted on going head-to-head with the 18-meter-tall Exia, claiming it was for physical training. It can only be said that this man is indeed a bit of a masochist.

"Exia, the moon will be your last battle..."

Zhao Si stepped onto the cable car and entered the cockpit. Looking at the screen and control stick he had only been using for less than a week, his tone was quite dejected.

Zhao Si never harbored any illusions about the Second Herrscher, Sirin. Even the Judgment-class Honkai Beasts weaker than her forced Exusiai to use her triple red buff and exhaust all her trump cards. Sirin, after going to the moon for further training, was already far superior to Exusiai.

That's why Zhao Si brought Siegfried along. At least with the intervention of the corrective force, Siegfried wouldn't die on the moon and could return to Earth in the anti-entropy machine.

"At least we can leave a GN furnace behind."

The entire system is activated, the Exia takes off, and waits for the transport plane to take off before following alongside it.

"Young man, hello? Can you hear me clearly?"

"If you can't hear me, it's better not to contact me."

Unable to sit still, Siegfried tried to contact the Exia Gundam flying beside him. Although the problem of GN particles blocking communication had been somewhat improved thanks to the research of the two doctors from Anti-Entropy, it was already quite good that they could hear human voices in Exia's cruise mode, since it was not their main research area.

Of course, once the particle concentration is high, current anti-interference technologies become ineffective.

After glancing at Veda's predicted arrival time—even at Mach 0.7, it would take until the next day—Zhao Si thought for a moment, sent a notification to the Anti-Entropy crew in the transport plane next to him, then handed Exusiai over to Veda for safekeeping. He reclined his seat, closed his eyes, and...

Sleep.

At 16:37 US time, as dusk approached, the C-17 Globemaster III transport aircraft and the Gundam Exia successfully arrived at the Yellowstone Anti-Entropy headquarters base in the United States.

Given the 12-hour time difference between Siberia and the eastern United States, Zhao Si was somewhat bewildered when he saw that the sky outside was still like dusk after sleeping for 12 hours in the air.

But none of that matters. When I was a corporate slave, my biological clock was always upside down. Now, it's just that the weather is the same.

Upon disembarking, a man with long blue hair greeted everyone. Upon seeing Walter, he raised his right hand in a military salute.

"Thunder Dragon Horse, congratulations to the Alliance Leader on your safe return journey."

Although they were speaking English, they carried a strong sense of Japanese etiquette.

"Thank you for your hard work, Ryoma." Walter patted Ryoma on the shoulder, prompting him to lower his right hand. "After you oversee the Titan forces' recovery, you can leave on your own. I'll take Siegfried and Zhao Si into the hangar."