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She looked up: "What does Bronya need to do?"

“It’s very simple,” Gu Ye said. “Give up capturing Raiden Mei, and from now on, protect her and don’t let her get hurt.”

"Is it really that simple?" Bronya's eyes were filled with doubt.

"It's that simple." Gu Ye spread his hands. "Raiden Mei is just an ordinary high school student who got caught up in this mess. She's innocent. You know that better than anyone, don't you?"

“But Cocolia’s mother told Bronya that even if we do nothing, she will eventually become a Herrscher and destroy everything…”

“That’s a lie.” Gu Ye interrupted her directly. “Cocolia will do anything and say anything to achieve her goals. You’ve been by her side for so long, don’t you understand that?”

Bronya pursed her lips, wanting to retort, but found herself unable to utter a single word.

Because everything Gu Ye said was true.

Just as the atmosphere in the room reached a delicate stalemate, Kiana, who had been slumped on the floor panting heavily, suddenly widened her eyes and stared straight out the window.

"Snow! It's snowing!"

"Snow?"

This word made everyone present pause for a moment, except for Gu Ye.

"What nonsense are you talking about! It's June!" Rin Tohsaka was the first to react.

She walked quickly to the window, and the next second, she froze.

Her lips parted slightly, her eyes reflecting the incredible scene outside the window, and she couldn't utter a single word.

The dark sky, which had been shrouded in clouds, was suddenly filled with heavy snow.

The snowflakes were not fine, fluffy snowflakes, but large, feather-like snowballs that swirled and danced as they fell densely from the sky.

In just a short while, the lawn in the yard, the branches of the trees, and the roof of the neighbor's house in the distance were all covered with a thin layer of white.

The whole world seemed to have been stripped of color in an instant, leaving only black and white.

Rin turned around abruptly to look at Mei, and asked in a dry voice, "What month is it now?"

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“June…” Mei answered blankly, reaching out as if to touch the glass in the window and feel its coldness.

"You did it, didn't you?" W didn't look at the absurd snowfall; she stared intently at Gu Ye, her tone utterly certain.

Gu Ye met W's gaze and nodded frankly, without any intention of denying it.

"I guess so." He stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the snow falling all around him.

"I felt sorry for Miss Mei, even more wronged than the legendary Dou E. So, I created a little atmosphere to help her seek justice."

Snow in June must indicate a grievance.

As Gu Ye finished speaking, the swirling snowflakes gradually dissipated, but the sky remained overcast, as if it were about to rain.

“Weather forecast…” Raiden Mei murmured to herself.

She finally understood the terrifying weight behind Gu Ye's seemingly casual group name. "So that's what it meant. You really can... control the weather?"

“This is no longer as simple as ‘manipulation’.” Rin Tohsaka’s expression was more serious than ever before.

"Wow, that's amazing!" Kitagawa Kaimu's eyes sparkled as she leaned closer to the window, looking at the completely different scene outside.

"Tsk, what a talent for boredom." W leaned against the wall, idly playing with a throwing knife, the tip of which danced on her black-painted fingertips. "Instead of wasting time on this, it would be more satisfying to plant a few more bombs. Boom! Send this house, along with everything around it, into the sky, that's art."

As she spoke, she made an explosion gesture and grinned wildly.

Kiana immediately protested, hands on her hips, glaring angrily at W: "It's just snowing! What's the big deal! I'm not afraid of the cold!"

Rin Tohsaka glanced at her and said in a tone that sounded like she was lecturing a struggling student, "That's why I said you're an idiot. This isn't about whether you're afraid of the cold, Kiana. Being able to precisely control abnormal weather within the area of ​​a villa means that his power is both immense and precise. If he wanted, he could freeze the ground beneath your feet instantly, or turn all the air you breathe into pure water, and you wouldn't even have time to react."

"Tch, you talk like you've seen it with your own eyes." Kiana curled her lip in dissatisfaction. "How would you know if you haven't fought him? I think you've all been fooled by him. He's probably too tired to stand up right now!"

Raiden Mei looked at Kiana, who was still bickering, shook her head helplessly, and ultimately chose to say nothing.

There are some things that only through personal experience can this fearless girl understand.

Amidst the commotion, Bronya was the only one who remained silent.

Beneath the tattered combat suit, large swaths of snow-white skin were exposed to the slightly chilly air, revealing a faint pink hue.

But her eyes were unusually calm, without the slightest hint of humiliation or anger.

Manipulate the weather.

The scope is precise.

Win rate... zero.

The conclusion is already clear.

Continue carrying out Cocolia's mother's mission, with the goal of capturing the Third Herrscher, but this requires fighting against everyone present, including Gu Ye, whose abilities are unknown.

Failure rate: 99.9%.

Abandon the mission and instead cooperate with the other party.

The goal is to save Seele, who possesses crucial information: "The Thousand Realms One Vehicle".

The feasibility is... far greater than the former.

Bronya raised her head, her gaze passing over everyone else and landing directly on Gu Ye.

"Bronya, I grant your request."

Gu Ye stepped forward and extended his hand: "Welcome to cooperate."

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Chapter 15 The Bishop Hates Frogs!

Inside the bishop's office atop the spire of the Destiny headquarters.

Otto Apocalypse sat upright behind his enormous desk, his eyes fixed intently on the documents on it, his expression diligent and solemn.

However, beneath the mountain of documents, the screen of a handheld game console was flickering faintly.

"Your Majesty Bishop?"

A soft female voice sounded behind me, like a night breeze.

Otto's fingers, which were holding the pen, paused slightly, then he calmly placed a thick report over the small object that was still making noise.

He raised his head, a gentle and perfect smile on his face, as if everything just now was an illusion.

"Ah, it's Rita. What's up?" When he saw that the person who came was his most capable adjutant, he calmly took the game console out from under the documents and casually put it aside, his demeanor as composed as if it were part of his official duties.

“It’s an urgent report about the Far East.” Rita bowed slightly and handed over a data panel.

"The Far East?" Otto raised an eyebrow slightly, took the data panel, and asked with interest, "Has something interesting happened again in Changkong City?"

“Yes, Your Excellency,” Rita replied. “The report shows that since 2 p.m. today, the entire Changkong City has been shrouded in thick dark clouds. And just now, the meteorological monitoring system detected snowfall in the area.”

"Snow in June?" Otto chuckled, his finger gliding across the data panel. "Sounds like something out of an old drama. What about the range?"

“That’s the strange thing.” A hint of confusion flashed in Rita’s wine-red eyes. “The clouds that could cover the entire city only resulted in snowfall covering a mere few hundred square meters, and it stopped very quickly.”

Otto's gaze fell on the last column of the report, where the Honkai energy fluctuation curve showed an unusually sharp peak.

His smile faded slightly, and his brows furrowed a little.

“This fluctuation is not a simple natural phenomenon.” He pondered. “Are you saying that it is a sign of the birth of a Herrscher? No, that’s not right. This level is not enough, but it is more than enough to give birth to an Emperor-level Honkai Beast.”

He placed the data tablet back on the table, his slender fingers tapping lightly on the surface, producing a rhythmic tapping sound.

A moment later, he looked up at Rita.

“Since you were the first to discover it, then this matter is entrusted to you to handle, Rita.” Otto’s tone returned to its usual composure.

“Yes, Your Excellency.” Rita gave a graceful bow and turned to leave.

She had just reached the door when she stopped, turned back, and her expression became even stranger than before.

“Your Excellency, my apologies,” Rita spoke again. “Outside… it’s getting cloudy.”

"Hmm? Is it going to rain?" Otto was a little surprised. He didn't remember that the floating islands of Destiny needed to report weather changes to him. "Such a small matter can be handled by the logistics department."

"It's probably not that simple."

Otto followed Rita's gaze to the window, where the once perpetually clear sky was now covered by a thick, gray cloud that seemed ready to collapse at any moment.

“Interesting.” Otto stood up and walked with Rita to the terrace outside the office.

The gray clouds hung low, and the air was thick with moisture.

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Rita looked up at the sky, stretching out her hand, clad in a white lace glove, as if trying to catch the approaching raindrops.

"Experiencing a rainy day on a floating island sounds like a good idea."

However, when the first drop of "rain" broke through the clouds, appeared in her field of vision, and quickly magnified, Rita's composure froze instantly.

Those weren't raindrops at all.

Immediately afterwards, a dense croaking sound came from the sky, and hundreds and thousands of colorful frogs fell from the sky like hail, aiming directly at the terrace.

"Your Excellency, be careful!" Rita reacted with lightning speed. A huge rose scythe appeared in her hand without her noticing. The blade sliced ​​through the air, bringing with it a flash of silver light, as it met the rain of frogs.

A strange scene happened.

The frogs, about to be chopped into pieces by the scythe, seemed to possess their own consciousness, deftly twisting their bodies in mid-air, drawing incredible arcs, not only perfectly avoiding Rita's attacks, but even collectively forming a giant question mark in the air.

Then, they adjusted their posture, lined up in neat rows, and one after another, accurately smashed into Otto's face, head, and body.

"Bishop... Your Excellency?" Rita sheathed her scythe, looking at Otto who had been instantly buried by the colorful frogs, with only his blond hair sticking out. She forced a smile, using all her professional skills to keep from laughing out loud. "Are you... alright?"

"No, don't come any closer!" came Otto's muffled voice from the pile of frogs. A hand reached out with difficulty from it, and then he crawled out of the slimy, wet creatures in a disheveled state.

The bishop's magnificent white robes were covered in an unknown slime, and several frogs were hanging on his blond hair.

"Cough, cough," Otto coughed twice, wiping the sticky substance off his face, his eyes burning with suppressed rage. "These are poison dart frogs! They're extremely poisonous, so whatever you do, don't let them touch any wounds!"

"Poison dart frogs?" Rita's gaze swept over the little creatures hopping around on the ground. "I remember these are creatures that live in tropical rainforests. Why are they here?"

She looked up at the sky again, and the eerie dark cloud had vanished without a trace. The bright sunlight shone down again, as if the absurd rain of frogs had just been an illusion.

“You’ll have to ask them that question,” Otto said irritably, as he began tearing the poison dart frogs off his body one by one and throwing them to the ground with disgust.

The poison dart frogs thrown to the ground did not scatter and flee. Instead, they were drawn together by an invisible force, rapidly arranging themselves on the polished marble floor. Ultimately, their bodies formed three clear Chinese characters—

Changkong City.

Otto stopped moving, staring intently at the three words on the ground, his pupils suddenly contracting.

He immediately recalled Rita's report from earlier, about the June snowfall that only covered a few hundred square meters.

A daring guess formed in his mind.

Otto took a deep breath and straightened his disheveled robes and hair. Although he was still in a sorry state, the majesty and composure that belonged to the Archbishop of Destiny had returned to him.

He looked up at the cloudless sky.

“It seems a guest has specifically invited us over,” Otto’s voice calmed. “Rita, go see what’s going on.”

He paused, then added, “Remember, just ‘watch.’ If things get tricky, let Durandal stretch her muscles if necessary. I think it’s been a long time since she’s encountered an opponent who can make her take things seriously.”

“Yes, Your Excellency.” Rita gave another impeccable bow, turned and left, the crisp, rhythmic sound of her high heels clicking on the floor quickly disappearing at the end of the corridor.

Chapter 16 Let the bullets fly for a while

St. Freya Academy.

The afternoon sun was just right, casting dappled shadows on the ground through the dense foliage.

Walter pushed open the door to the teachers' dormitory, ready to enjoy a rare moment of free time.