Honkai Impact 3rd, Paradise Typewriter isn't for making this kind of game.

"Yes, Bishop."

"Yes, Your Excellency."

Rita bowed slightly, but suddenly she noticed a bulging, bright blue sleeping bag on the street not far ahead.

at the same time--

The sleeping bag swayed slightly on the street, and then a hand quietly emerged from the gap in the zipper, groping around as if trying to pull the sleeping bag open from the inside.

The moment the sleeping bag was pulled open, the person inside seemed to see the light of day again.

Xia Yuan was in tears. His cheeks, neck, and chest were covered with marks left by a certain little hero. At this moment, the little hero was sleeping soundly, clinging to him like a koala or a sloth. It was clear that she was sleeping very well, and the smile that occasionally appeared on her lips showed that the girl was having a very sweet and happy dream.

But this caused Xia Yuan great distress.

Thick dark circles hung around his eyes, making him look like a national treasure.

That night, he couldn't sleep a wink... He not only had to suppress his body's instinctive reactions, but also had to endure Little Gretsch's endless demands and enchantments, which were even a hundred times more agonizing than when he was being chased by the Herrscher of Domination.

He just wants to get away from this messy place called "sleeping bag" and find a corner to calm down by himself.

No one is allowed to disturb him—not Airi, not Bronya, not Mei, not even Miss Kurohime. Otherwise, he'll make them taste the grievances they've accumulated all night.

And also... he absolutely never wants to see a sleeping bag again.

Fortunately, the citizens have all gone to the underground shelters for refuge. Otherwise, if someone saw him in his current state, he would probably be taken directly to the headquarters of Destiny without any explanation.

Just as Xia Yuan felt a sense of relief, three pairs of eyes simultaneously turned to him.

"No way? No way? How come he's so unlucky today? Did he not check the almanac before going out? There are other people on the street now? No, maybe they are puppets controlled by the Herrscher of Dominion, but that's just as dangerous!"

Thinking of this, Xia Yuan trembled all over... and stiffly raised his head.

But when he saw Rita, Durandal, Bishop Theresa, and the three leaders of Destiny appear before him and look at him with completely different eyes, he subconsciously burrowed deeper into his sleeping bag. He must be dreaming, he must be dreaming, it must be so.

Chapter 519 It's time to bring out Judas!

Xia Yuan tried to comfort himself.

Meanwhile, as Theresa watched the man in front of her, whose upper body was covered with various imprints and hickeys, trying to crawl into his sleeping bag... and as he tried his best to conceal another petite figure inside the sleeping bag, Theresa silently clenched her hands.

He actually kept a mistress in a golden palace! Today, she will rid the people of this scourge!

"What on earth did you do to that blue-haired girl in the sleeping bag?!"

Judas was forcefully thrust into Theresa's front, and she looked down at Xia Yuan in the sleeping bag as if judging a criminal. Finally, she found someone shorter than her, but there was an indescribable sense of shame and indignation in Theresa's expression.

To actually do such a thing in public is absolutely unforgivable!

"Your Grace, I'm innocent! Your Grace, I really didn't do anything!"

Xia Yuan crawled into his sleeping bag as if trying to escape himself, and tried to zip it up again, but the zipper seemed to be stuck there and he couldn't pull it up no matter what, which made his heart sink to the bottom.

"Didn't do anything? Do you think I'm a three-year-old?!"

"But I really didn't do anything... I was forced, little Gretchen, little Gretchen, wake up, wake up! Your brother Xia Yuan desperately needs your help to explain to this bishop of destiny and prove my innocence."

Xia Yuan gently rocked the little Gretchen in his arms, who was like a little octopus, holding him tightly and refusing to let go.

But no matter how much she shook him, little Gretchen showed no signs of waking up. Instead, she murmured in her sleep, "Brother Xia Yuan, Gretchen... Gretchen can't eat anymore. My stomach is full of Brother Xia Yuan. Gretchen feels so happy."

Steam rose from Theresa's little head.

"Now that things have come to this, what else do you want to say, you bastard? Save your explanation for when you get to the Destiny headquarters—no, I, Theresa Apocalypse, will just execute the judgment right now." Theresa lifted Judah high beside her, eager to try.

"Um, Your Excellency, Bishop, you...you need to calm down first."

Durandal, standing beside Theresa, stopped her from behind, preventing the Judah sword from being thrown at the man lying in the sleeping bag. However, even the battle-hardened Durandal had never experienced such a shocking scene.

After all, he's immersed in exercise all day long...

She has virtually no experience in handling matters of personal relationships, and her cheapskate father would often bring up things like, "Do you have a girlfriend yet?" or "Wait a little longer," implying that no one would want her when she gets older.

Durandal kept glancing into the distance; she didn't even dare to look Xia Yuan in the eye from inside the sleeping bag.

As expected, her ability to handle such matters is still insufficient. She needs to continue to train hard so that she can handle any situation with composure.

"Let me go, Durandal! I'm going to smash this bastard lying in his sleeping bag with Judas! Don't stop me, this is the bishop's order..."

“Your Excellency, please calm down. Things may not be as you think. In any case, we should give Mr. Xia Yuan a chance to explain. What do you think?”

Rita comforted Theresa.

"Hmm? Rita, do you know this guy in the sleeping bag? Xia Yuan... that name sounds familiar."

Theresa gradually calmed down, which relieved Durandal beside her. She was really afraid that the bishop would disregard her objections and resort to torture, but the bishop did not seem to have any intention of putting down the Judas he was holding high.

"Yes, Your Excellency, you must have heard about this from Bronya. Mr. Xia Yuan works in Bronya's studio and is her direct subordinate. I heard that Bronya's affection for Mr. Xia Yuan is no less than her affection for Houmu."

"No less than his love for Houmu?"

Theresa scrutinized the man in the sleeping bag, wondering if Bronya was bewitched or if he truly possessed some kind of charm... Come to think of it, Rita's reminder reminded her of how Bronya often praised her foolish subordinate.

He even preys on little girls who are about the same age as her! What kind of charm does this bastard have? Today, she's going to make Bronya see through the wolfish ambitions hidden in his heart.

"Yes, Your Excellency, there should be a record of Mr. Xia Yuan in the Secret Files of Destiny."

Theresa snorted and slowly put Judas down.

"Really? Let me see... Xia Yuan, a native of the unknown world, came to our native world by accident."

"She once served as an experimental assistant under Dr. Einstein, and later held a position in Bronya and Welt's game studio. She was always accompanied by an armed doll named Fairy Ellie, who seemed to have some connection with the Paradise of the Past within the World Serpent Organization. She has a certain degree of Honkai energy adaptability and is a Stigmata Awakener."

Theresa accessed the files within Schicksal's internal archives and read them aloud, word by word.

Only Mei and the former executives of World Serpent experienced the Paradise of the Past. You wouldn't know unless you looked... How could this guy be involved with so many people, including the Doctor, Bronya, and Mei, and even have Honkai energy adaptability?

Men with the ability to adapt to collapse are already rare, let alone now that the city is being rebuilt and manpower is urgently needed. From a long-term human perspective, this almost instinctive behavior of the other party seems to be a good thing.

"Okay, what's so good about it? It's not good at all!"

Theresa grumbled in dissatisfaction, thinking, "We can't just do nothing and let this bastard get away with it."

"Hmph, I'll let you off the hook for now, out of respect for Rita and Bronya. But remember, it's only temporary. Once the girl in your arms wakes up, your trial will be jointly conducted by me, Bronya, and the testimony of the girl in your arms..."

Xia Yuan, inside the sleeping bag, breathed a sigh of relief; finally, there was room for negotiation.

He looked at Rita and Durandal, his eyes filled with gratitude. If it weren't for one of them stopping Theresa from letting Judah fall, and the other speaking up for him and pleading for him, he would probably already be a ghost beneath [Valkyrie Judah].

I just don't know why...

Durandal seemed to be avoiding his gaze, while Rita looked at him with an expression of having found a kindred spirit.

Chapter 520 Rita's Lesson (5)

Rita stared at Xia Yuan, who was lying in his sleeping bag, with a dazed look in her eyes.

After all, just as he secretly loved and silently supported everything Lady Theresa did, Mr. Xia Yuan, who liked little Gretchen, couldn't possibly be a bad person. On the contrary, he was a companion who shared the same interests as him.

"Rita, my dear Rita, please, don't look at me like that..."

He was really forced into it!

His feelings for Gretchen were more like an older brother's concern for his younger sister than genuine affection. What he truly loved were Duck and Mei, for their mature, intellectual beauty.

"By the way, Mr. Xia Yuan, there's something I need to ask you. Do you know why the city's network went down?"

Rita slowly walked up to Xia Yuan, squatted down, and revealed a gentle and charming smile. She asked him softly, as if she had become more intimate with him after what had just happened.

【drop--】

【Favorability +10】

Xia Yuan was in tears. He would rather Rita look at him with disgust and disdain than try to improve his so-called favorability in this way. This kind of improvement was not what he wanted!

However, from this angle while lying in the sleeping bag...

When Rita squatted down beside him, he could even vaguely see the lace fabric hidden under the hem of her maid's skirt.

"Oh, Mr. Xia Yuan, you want to know what I'm wearing today? Of course you can~ After all, you were Rita's master not long ago... if it's your order, Master."

Noticing the other person's gaze, Rita's cheeks flushed slightly. She gently placed her hand on the hem of her skirt and quietly moved it upwards little by little. The maid's alluring and dangerous behavior made Xia Yuan, who was lying in his sleeping bag, tense up.

In addition, it was early morning, so the body naturally produced an instinctive reaction.

"Please, Rita... please stop lifting me up! You're forcing me to commit a crime! Little Gretchen is still on top of him! No, I have to control myself and calm down!"

Xia Yuan kept shouting in his heart.

But his gaze was uncontrollably fixed on Rita's every move, and just as the lid was about to be lifted, Rita's hands suddenly fell limply down like little devils.

Even though Lady Durandal and Lady Theresa were watching behind her, why did she feel so excited? This behavior was completely contrary to any of the rules of etiquette for maids.

Rita cupped her flushed cheeks, which were burning hot, and then slowly leaned closer to Xia Yuan in his sleeping bag, whispering teasingly in his ear, "Lady Theresa and Lady Durandal are still watching us. How about we wait until we're alone to do something fun and relaxing, my master~"

However, Rita didn't give Xia Yuan a chance to answer, and gently bit the edge of his earlobe.

With a charming smile, she gracefully stood up from beside Xia Yuan. Since her back was to Durandal and Theresa, neither of them noticed Rita's unusual behavior, assuming that Rita was asking them about the cause of the network malfunction.

"So, Mr. Xia Yuan, you've always lived in this city and once served as Dr. Einstein's assistant. Do you have any leads on this city-wide network malfunction? If the information you provide is useful... I believe His Holiness the Bishop will be lenient~ You agree, don't you, His Holiness the Bishop?"

Rita's words made Theresa pause for a moment before she reacted and coughed lightly, "Cough cough... No, that's right. If you really know something, then you've redeemed yourself."

From what we've seen so far inside the city, we can exclude the blue-haired girl who's still asleep and clinging to someone.

Xia Yuan, lying in his sleeping bag, was indeed the first person they encountered who could communicate with them. He must know something about the city, and perhaps even know the inside story.

Xia Yuan's eyes flickered; this was indeed a good opportunity for him to change his standing in the eyes of the current bishop.

Regardless of how good an impression she left on him, at least... at least she had to make the bishop less hostile towards her. Rita was indeed a thoughtful and good maid, except for her incredibly passionate and irresistible affection for the petite girl.

"Your Excellency, the city's network outage was caused by the Herrscher of Domination."

"What? The Herrscher of Domination?! Wasn't she already taken care of by Kiana and the others? Now that Kiana has mastered the power of the End, it's impossible for another Herrscher related to the Imaginary Tree to be born. Moreover, the Herrscher of Domination's power is simply not capable of completely paralyzing the entire city's network and blocking communication with the outside world. That's the power of the Herrscher of Corruption."

Theresa was lost in thought.

Now she had only one thought in her mind: could it be that this bastard lying in the sleeping bag was trying to fool her and avoid being beaten to a pulp by Judas? But if what he said was true, then there was only one possibility.

Just like the incident with the Herrscher of Ice, the powers of the two Herrschers have merged together.

After all, the power of the Herrscher of Domination is theft, so it is not surprising that they possess the power of corruption or a majority of powers. But a new question arises: why are there new Herrschers after Kiana becomes the Herrscher of the End, and even Schicksal has not received any information about it?

Perhaps sensing Theresa's question, Xia Yuan continued:

"Your Excellency, this... this is a long story. Please allow me to slowly recount the details of what happened."

Theresa listened intently to what the other person was saying, afraid of missing any tiny details. The world had finally been saved from the crisis of collapse and had returned to peace. She didn't want the rebuilt city to be destroyed again.

"You mean the Law of Domination was something you accidentally brought from the past using that Paradise Typewriter?!"

Xia Yuan, inside the sleeping bag, slowly nodded.

After all, the Corrosion Treasure attached to the typewriter was under his care, and the appearance of the Herrscher of Domination was at least partly his responsibility for... lax supervision.

"After all this trouble, it turns out it was all caused by you!"

Theresa clenched her fists silently and walked to Xia Yuan's side. Seeing the bishop's hostile and aggressive appearance, Xia Yuan crawled into the sleeping bag without hesitation.

Chapter 521 Come in if you dare!

"Your Excellency, please calm down. The two doctors, Seele, and I are already trying to find a solution."

Xia Yuan's voice came from inside the sleeping bag.

"Your so-called solution is to lie in a sleeping bag and cuddle with a petite girl about my age for a nap—no, a nap at night?!"

"I just want to be a watchman outside the stronghold, silently protecting everyone..."

However, a tiny misunderstanding occurred along the way. He didn't know that little Gretchen was hidden inside the sleeping bag. He was suddenly pulled into the sleeping bag by her, and he didn't even have time to react.

"Still guarding everyone outside the base? Who are you trying to fool! Come out here, you bastard! If you're so capable, don't hide in your sleeping bag like a coward!"

"No... Your Excellency, it's cold outside. Why don't you come inside your sleeping bag and talk?"

Theresa stared wide-eyed in disbelief. This was clearly a provocation. "You think I'm really too scared to go in?!" But Xia Yuan didn't respond this time. He just patted his hands in the warm sleeping bag in Theresa's direction.

Theresa, in a menacing mood, was about to lift her sleeping bag and go inside to teach the other person a lesson.

But recalling the other person's bare upper body and the marks all over his body, Theresa's small hands, which were gripping the edge of the sleeping bag, stopped involuntarily. An indescribable sense of shame and indignation swept over her cheeks. Well... she really didn't dare to go in.

Theresa stretched out her short legs and kicked the edge of the sleeping bag, seemingly venting her dissatisfaction.

It was obvious that the other party was deliberately trying to provoke him.

"You're even more troublesome than that bastard Siegfried! Not only do you always cause me trouble, but you're also always doing nothing productive!"

"Um, Bishop, please... please calm down."