Collapse, I Will Take You to Fight!

Contribution and sin cannot be equated, nor can they be simply canceled out.

But at least at the last moment, it was difficult for most of the victims to maintain complete hatred for Otto.

Ulandal handed over the power of decision to the person who is most qualified to judge at the moment.

And Zeke raised his hand, facing the platform in the center of the hall, a beam of bright golden light descended in the hall.

A moment later, when Kiana and Yolandelle opened their eyes and saw the scene of the hall clearly again, Zeke was holding a pink and jade-carved baby girl in his hand.

She is looking at this novel world curiously with her pure and flawless green eyes.

"Master Zeke, this is..."

Urandale stared blankly at the baby girl, making some guesses, but her almost round eyes showed her extreme disbelief.

"puff!"

Yolandelle was in a daze, but Qiyana took out a pacifier from nowhere and stuffed it into the baby girl's mouth decisively.

Zeke: "..."

Urandale: "..."

Baby girl: "Hey, hey..."

Kiyana gave a dry cough, blushed slightly, and said:

"I just subconsciously... What's the matter? Everyone is married, so is there any problem with bringing some baby supplies with you? I'm not doing it for fun, I'm preparing for Zeke's baby!"

Kiyana put her hands on her hips and raised her chest proudly.

However, no matter who it is, they are not in the mood to pay attention to Qiyana now.

Zeke held the baby up and looked at the baby calmly. After a long silence, he slowly asked Yolandelle:

"Amber, what have you been doing lately?"

Extra Story: Chapter 2 Hera's Big Acquired Day: Different

【Qiana, my insane creature, I think I owe her a lot, but she no longer cares about my compensation.Teresa, my good granddaughter, has stood up from my shadow, and now has her own students, friends and relatives, I don't think I need to worry about it anymore.Youlandelle, the girl I have ruined for half her life, fortunately her integrity and kindness have never been polluted by my darkness... Heh!My sins are so many that I have long been unable to calculate and repay them. After thinking about it, I just don't want to forget it. 】

[But Amber, another creation of mine, was originally a tool for sacrifice - I taught her knowledge and skills, taught her to be my shadow, taught her to exist for me without distraction, but unfortunately, I did not teach Her freedom and ability to choose.If I leave, where will she go?It sucks to be indecisive, Zeke! 】

"Do!"

The kitchen knife sank into the cutting board, and when I picked it up again, the cutting board was no longer usable.

Amber looked at the kitchen knife, then at the minced meat that had been chopped enough, lost her mind for a moment, and then evenly mixed the minced meat into the cooking porridge.

【Otto once said something like this, so I think this creature is left for you.Make a choice, take care of her, continue to depend on Otto, or choose complete freedom? 】

On that day, Master Zeke took the child to visit her residence in this city and said these words to her.

Amber couldn't tell what kind of mood she was in at that time, but when she recovered, the child was already in her arms, and Master Zeke had already left.

Suddenly there is the sound of sucking//sucking a pacifier.

"Hahahahaha!"

"Wait for a while, the kitchen has a lot of smoke oil, I suggest you wait outside."

"Hahahahaha?"

"Yes, according to your order, the porridge has been boiled."

Amber stirred the porridge without raising her head.

And the little baby wrapped in a sunflower suit was floating beside her, stretched out his chubby hands, and patted Amber's shoulder—like a carefree master.

Then, the little milkman continued to suck on the pacifier, and floated out of the kitchen unsteadily.

This is the gift that Otto left to Amber, a magical baby who can think independently at the age of three months, and can even drive Houkai to do some magical things, including flying and teleportation.

When Amber reported this situation to Zeke, all she got was a disapproving reply.

"The things left by the false god Otto are normal no matter how miraculous they are, so don't worry about them."

That's what Zeke answered at the time.

Amber can only get used to it.

Ten minutes later, Amber came to the dining table with hot porridge, and the baby was already sitting obediently in her baby seat.

"Abba!"

"Yes."

Amber sat down, blowing cold porridge water and feeding.

Everything seemed very peaceful.

What is the bishop thinking?

Is the baby in front of me the daughter of the bishop, or the reincarnation of the bishop?

What will their future look like?

There are many unanswerable questions, but Amber gradually stopped being entangled.She only knew that because of the appearance of this child, the peace and peace of mind she had once returned.

……

"It's decided, Hera Shaniat, use this name!"

"This... Can Amber ask the reason?"

"Of course it's because I just turned to this page. Is there any problem?"

The three-year-old girl, or the three-year-old Hera, was floating in the air, flipping through the history books that were also floating in the air, and said lazily in a childish voice.

Amber was silent for a while.

She didn't quite believe that.

This child is too abnormal and smart. He can think about the meaning of life in three months. He sighs that love is wonderful when he is one year old. What kind of expression do you make when your dreams are shattered?" Such words.

Now she is three years old.

But Amber faced the three-year-old child who had been fed by her for three years, but saw the shadow of Otto in a trance.

"Okay, okay, hurry up and register my personal data. If the information is incomplete, I won't even be able to go to the library and core data center. It's too inconvenient!"

"Yes, as you wish, Lord Hera."

Amber nodded respectfully.

Although she didn't show it, in her heart, this familiar name made Amber's mood index increase by many percentage points.

And Amber, who was buried in the data entry, never noticed that the floating Hera was resting her chin on her chubby hand, watching her lazily and smilingly.

Why did you choose the name Hera Shaniat? Is it because Amber is familiar with this name, in order to make her feel better?

Little Hera did not intend to share the answer to this question with anyone.

……

The eight-year-old sky is a cloud floating under the bright sun.

Exquisite model airplanes whirl in the air.

After passing by the edge of the pool, the flight path suddenly twisted and fell straight down.

"Hey!"

Fortunately, a beautiful hand suddenly appeared and caught the fallen model airplane.

"It's so dangerous, I almost fell into it! Cute little sister, is this the plane you made?"

The sky and the sun are the same today as they were 500 years ago.

And the silver-haired girl with a smile like a flower is no different from 500 years ago.

Karen looked at the airplane model in her hand, and then turned to the pink and cute little Hera, a pair of blue eyes flashed with pain and complexity, and then turned into a mesmerizing tenderness.

Hera received the model that Karen returned to her, and her small face wrinkled slightly.

"you……"

"I'm Karen, Karen Kaslana. Well... I'm Amber's friend, not a suspicious person. What's your name, little sister?"

"Hera Shaniat."

"Hera...ah, I see, it's a nice name. So, did you make this airplane model yourself?"

"I did it."

"That's really amazing! I rarely see such a great model! So, when you grow up, you will definitely become a super powerful inventor!"

"Thank you. I'll go in and call Amber, please wait a moment."

Hera smiled politely and warmly, held up her little skirt, turned and ran into the house.

Karen watched the back of the little girl enter the room, and then looked at the hand that she had just held the model airplane, and gently held it, unable to hide her sadness.

"call--"

A gust of wind blew Karen's nun's long skirt, and her shaved calves appeared and disappeared in the wind, but it was hard to hide the sadness and sadness all over her body.

A beautiful girl with cherry-pink long hair appeared beside Kallen, holding a purple-black long knife, her long furry ears trembling in the wind.

"You seem to have been alerted, Kallen."

"It's also normal. In the past two years since who woke up, I have never known how to face her."

"So, how do you feel now?"

Yae Sakura gently held Kallen's hand, squeezed it, and gave her the encouragement she could.

Karen shook her head with a smile, and wiped the corner of her eyes with her other hand, taking away some tears.

"It's different, not the same as Otto. She's not Otto, I'll never see Otto again, that clumsy and reliable guy... I'll never see him again! Sakura, it's all my fault, all its mine……"

Karen choked with sobs, and leaned on Yae Sakura's shoulder, her hidden little face was crying bitterly but she had to grit her teeth to hold back the embarrassment.

"Ugh……"

Yae Sakura sighed, feeling sorry and condolences for the man who once made her tremble with fear, and finally deeply admired her.