If he could, he hoped to spend the rest of his life with her for a while.

Even if this path is short, in the grand scheme of a young girl's long life, it may just be a fleeting dream.

Even so, Su Qing'an still wanted to say those words.

Whether it's selfishness or something else, it doesn't matter.

This is his current wish.

however……

A piercing ringtone sounded, and the communicator automatically connected, allowing the operator's voice to be heard:

"A suspected Emperor-class Honkai Beast has appeared in Bian'an District, Qionghua City, located on the coast of Shenzhou. Larger Honkai may continue to emerge afterward. Headquarters has temporarily requisitioned nearby helicopters for rescue."

"Miss Fu Hua, you are the only A-rank Valkyrie in Shenzhou. Please be sure to reach the battlefield as soon as possible to provide support."

"Okay, I see."

After hanging up the communicator, Fu Hua sighed and said:

"It seems my vacation is over, Su Qing'an."

"You should rest for a while longer. I can handle things there."

She glanced at the hesitant boy and chuckled softly:

"There's something else you haven't said, isn't there? It's okay."

"I'll listen carefully next time too."

The collapse of the calamity could spread and cause countless tragedies if it were delayed by even a few seconds. At this moment, I have no room to stop her from staying any longer.

The boy remained rational; he told himself, "Next time."

next time.

I will explain it properly.

At that time, even in front of the whole world, Su Qing'an will be able to tell the truth frankly.

But now, the boy, who understands the great righteousness and promises the immortals bear, cannot choose to speak.

That was one of the chasms that could not be crossed between them in their brief years together.

He looked at the girl's face, smiled, and nodded, saying:

"Okay, stay safe."

Then, the boy watched the girl's retreating figure walk further and further away, remaining silent.

Dusk has fallen.

151. Otto's conversation with Su Qing'an.

Su Qing'an sat by the wooden bridge, the sun in his eyes gradually sinking and extinguishing, and like the frozen embers, the golden light on the lake also disappeared. The ripples spread by the wind were like fine threads, disordered into tangled circles like a story in a book.

Dusk will gradually be enveloped by the veil of night...

He gazed at the scene and murmured softly:

"Dusk has fallen."

The brain conjured up jarring images, and the heart inexplicably throbbed with excruciating pain. As if in a hallucination, it felt as if a cold, sharp object was piercing through the chest.

The ethereal pain is far removed from the nerves, yet it serves as a warning to the soul.

All of this is an unusual state that cannot be explained by intuition.

Even the artificial stigmata were stirred by this, a burning pain climbing up his back, like insects and snakes crawling through his meridians, and the boy's body had a violent rejection reaction.

The erosion caused by Honkai energy is becoming increasingly severe.

So perhaps it's not so bad that I didn't say it.

He looked up at the distant mountains, as if tracing the last ray of light left behind before the sun completely set.

The boy whispered:

Is it an implication?

"No. If it's gone this far, it's already an explicit indication."

"You're telling me I'm going to die."

"Artificial Stigmata? No, that can't be the reason. If it's only this level, it's nothing."

As soon as he finished speaking, the suddenly surging [momentum] condensed the essence of the soul into one place, domineeringly suppressing the unnatural erosion of the artificial holy mark back to a normal erosion rate.

Su Qing'an gently stroked the unusually prominent veins on his arm and murmured:

"It's something else, but why are you telling me?"

next second.

"—!"

Accompanied by the same ringtone as before, the communicator on the boy's body was automatically connected.

Su Qing'an fell silent. Although there was no reason, he suddenly understood that this might be the source of the gods' foresight of his future death.

If I hung up now, perhaps none of this would have happened.

In the end, however, the boy chose to let the other end of the communicator start a conversation.

"...This should be our first conversation, Mr. Su."

"Let me introduce myself. I am Archbishop Otto Apocalypse of Schicksal."

"Yes, he's also your school principal's grandfather."

Su Qing'an said softly:

“I know you, Your Excellency.”

"Is what you wanted to talk to me about related to the Honkai attack that Hua went to rescue?"

Otto chuckled softly:

"As you have heard, Mr. Su."

"Due to some special reasons, the coastal cities in that region of China are now experiencing collapse fluctuations."

"But it's alright, please don't worry, it's just that level of collapse. My old friend. Hmm, that is, the Hua you mentioned. If it's her, it can be resolved quickly."

Upon hearing this, Su Qing'an said:

"Soon? That's good."

"You came to see me because of that special reason, right?"

The man opposite him said without any attempt to hide his true feelings:

"An ancient ruin has awakened beside the sea of ​​Shenzhou, and it is suspected that there are natural holy marks inside."

The boy smiled and asked:

"Did Principal Theresa and the others go? They should know by now."

Otto paused for a moment, then said:

“That’s strange, Mr. Su. You don’t seem surprised by anything.”

"You, who have been troubled by artificial stigmata for a long time, should know what the result of using one more natural stigmata as a sample might be. Even if not for others, you yourself would be pleasantly surprised by it."

Su Qing'an said softly:

"Surprised? Maybe, but for some reason I always feel like once I go in, I won't be able to come back."

"Sometimes I feel that many things are predetermined. But other times, I scoff at that idea."

"Now it seems that both possibilities make some sense."

Otto said with certainty:

“You will go, Mr. Su.”

He seemed to see again the boy in that video who had died countless times but indifferently chose to continue his cultivation.

Such a person would never stop moving forward just because they feel a sense of destiny.

Even if psychological tests show a certain degree of self-destructive tendency, it doesn't mean he will easily succumb to fate.

"No matter how bleak the road ahead may seem, choosing to sit and wait for death is definitely not in your nature."

“Mr. Su, I know you better than you think.”

Su Qing'an suddenly asked a question that had nothing to do with the present:

"Your Excellency, did you put out the advertisement in Canghai City that day?"

Even Otto hadn't expected that the boy would ask this question, which in a sense didn't fit the current art style.

It's like walking through the lobby of a bathhouse filled with suggestive lighting, past all sorts of scantily clad young women, and finally finding an old man and telling him, "You look like you have the strongest hands, give me a foot massage."

The art style is clearly a bit off.

But Otto quickly realized what was happening and answered his question honestly:

"Yes, it's me."

Su Qing'an said even more honestly:

"I quite like your bishop's quirky sense of humor. If you're still interested in doing this in the future, feel free to do it a few more times."

Otto was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter and said:

"Mr. Su, you are more interesting than I imagined. If you go there and come back, what does it matter if all of Europe is affected by this?"

“Tianming has a top-notch technical team; I can definitely turn those photos into a beautiful set of wedding photos.”

"If this were played on a loop around the world for ten minutes, the scene would be unforgettable."

Su Qing'an couldn't help but smile slightly.

He knew the other person was joking, but the images were funny just to imagine.

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