binnovel Chapter 366 Otto: He has lost his father, but he...
Chapter 366 Otto: He has lost his father, but he...
Xing's sleep quality is not bad, but tonight she tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.
"elder brother……"
Despite having forgotten a lot, images of herself and Sora in a gloomy place, and...who, would occasionally surface in her little mind.
Forget it, it doesn't matter! As long as he's there, she seems to have another meaning to her existence—not that "meaning" that she doesn't want to think about, that gives her a headache, and that feels so heavy and suffocating.
"Well……"
Xing rolled over.
Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore! Anyway, it doesn't seem like something happy anyway.
She hugged the baseball bat tightly—Qiong had said it was their precious treasure, a treasure only they could share! Having this bat with her at night felt like having her brother by her side… Time to sleep, she'd wake him up tomorrow morning!
……
"Xiaoxing, let's go to the library together!"
"it is good."
Xing had a lot to say, but for some reason, she just said "okay" with a cold face. It was true, she clearly had so much to say to her immature brother who pretended to be an adult, but why did she only say one word?
She wanted to say a lot, but when she tried to speak, it was as if the words were stuck in her throat.
"Are you still worried about the responsibilities that Lithost has imposed on you? If you ask me, why not..."
Qiong led her by the hand down a street with a somewhat vintage feel—this was Amber Street, where the siblings lived. Right now, they were discussing going to visit their adorable older sister, Serapem—wait, who is Serapem? And who is Lithost, whom her brother just mentioned?
Xing suddenly stopped, desperately searching her mind for information about Serapem and Lithost, but besides those two names, all she could think of were the words "old man," a dog, and a mix of emotions she couldn't quite define... Nostalgia? Anger? Or—
Suddenly, Qiong's large hand landed on her head.
"Ok?"
Xing blinked. What was Qiong doing?
"Xiaoxing, haven't you decided whether to leave or not? Your brother just wants to take all of you away together..."
Her gentle brother seemed to be persuading her to move. Although she didn't know why he suggested it, she wholeheartedly supported him—home is where family is.
"I--"
"Oh no! Run!"
Suddenly, Qiong's expression turned terrifying—Xing followed Qiong's gaze and saw a woman, a woman she could tell at a glance was not a good person.
The woman stood at the end of the street, dressed in a sharply tailored black dress. This old woman… well, she didn’t look old, she was even quite beautiful, but her eyes were as cold as an ice lake beneath a volcano on a winter night—the kind that could erupt at any moment.
A moment later, Qiong pulled her and ran in the opposite direction. Xing noticed that when the woman's gaze fell on her brother, the corner of her mouth curled up slightly—it wasn't a smile, but combined with her facial expression, it was more like…
A precursor to a volcanic eruption.
Danheng, you can't escape now...
The woman spoke softly, but her voice echoed through the street, her words brimming with almost overflowing excitement.
"Vita, Vita! Can you hear me? Answer me!"
As Qiong ran, she became extremely tense and even pulled out a brick that she called a "cell phone".
Who could possibly frighten the brother who gave her a sense of security? For no apparent reason, Hoshi felt a sudden wave of panic.
If you're hoping to get anything from that woman from Frisha, you'd better be obedient—you don't want to be here...
"Vita, Vita! Answer me!"
"Brother! Calm down!"
Xing pulled Qiong back, trying to calm her panicked brother down through physical contact between family members—if the brother couldn't calm down, then he could be a younger brother and let his older sister protect him!
But she failed, because the shadow of the woman in front of her spread around, forming a solid black wall that blocked Xingqiong and the other's escape route. Seeing that their escape was blocked, Qiong revealed a bitter smile, and after a slight struggle, she broke free from her loved one's wrist.
"Leira, you win."
"Brother? Qiong! What are you doing?!"
Star was horrified and tried to call out to her blood relatives, but for some reason she couldn't make a sound—her brother's eyes became dim and tired, as if his soul had been taken away.
He walked toward the woman, his steps mechanical, as if he were a puppet being pulled by invisible strings.
"Stop!"
"Little Star, go back and tell Old Master Bai—"
"You bastard—! Qiong! If you take another step forward, I'll pretend I don't exist anymore—"
Xing, her anger surging, suddenly wanted to whack this brain-dead idiot with a stick, but her feet felt like they were stuck in mud, trapped by a dark, sticky mess! So, she could only watch helplessly as Qiong walked further and further away, turning back every three steps…
“Qiong—”
Before she could finish speaking, Xing suddenly felt weak all over. The woman, who was all black inside and out, seemed impatient to wait for Qiong to come over. She had somehow appeared in front of her and even hooked her chin with her finger...
【We meet again, and I'm really not happy to see you...】
The wicked woman tried her best to suppress her disgust and smiled slightly, her voice carrying a hint of smugness.
Don't touch her!
Qiong's voice seemed to come from an extremely distant place, and Xing felt that she could hardly hear it.
Don't worry, who would harm their own...sister?
The woman smiled at Chao Qiong, nodded in satisfaction as she was bound by the shadows, and even brought her mouth close to Chao Qiong's ear.
Go back, my "dear" little star, your brother isn't here—no, I should say, isn't Qiong?
The wicked woman waved her hand, and all the "shadows" except for the one that bound her returned to her.
Here, there is only my knight, Danheng.
……
"Don't take away my family! Rules are meant to be broken!"
Xing was furious. She felt a surge of power welling up from the bottom of her heart, a power that broke through the "shadow" binding her body. She suddenly raised her baseball bat and hurled it at the woman!
Whoosh!
Inside the ward, a baseball bat flew into the air, shattering a light bulb and sending glass shards flying everywhere.
Xing sat up abruptly in bed, panting heavily, her forehead covered in cold sweat.
She seems to have broken the light bulb in the hospital room... But thankfully, it was just a dream—a nightmare.
Whether it was cleaning up the debris or confirming the situation, Xing had no reason to stay here any longer. She quietly got out of bed and ran all the way to a certain place in the headquarters of Destiny. By the way, due to the special nature of the headquarters of Destiny, the floating island was always brightly lit and there were always Valkyries on duty in shifts.
"404..."
Looking at the address, Xing nodded: It seems that Bishop Otto arranged this is the dormitory for my brother, right?
"elder brother?"
Xing gently knocked on the door of Qiong's bedroom—well, why wasn't the door locked? It was just ajar! How careless of her!
Shall we go in and take a look?
Thinking of this, Xing tiptoed and pushed open the door. She saw Qiong sleeping peacefully in bed and breathed a sigh of relief—thankfully, he was here, and she hadn't lost her brother.
"Mea Yi..."
Just as Xing was about to close the door, Qiong turned over and uttered a word in her sleep—it was a woman's name, a name she had never heard before.
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The following day, in the bishop's office.
"Congratulations so much, Qiong! Would you like a drink?"
"Yes, thank you."
Qiong's previously tense nerves completely relaxed. Although a long time had passed, the immense sense of relief that almost overwhelmed him still surged in his heart.
From Otto's perspective, one could see a Qiong trying hard to suppress a slightly silly smile, a stark contrast to the previous Qiong who was wary of Otto. To be honest, because Xing was alright, Qiong even found Otto's irritating steel face more pleasing to the eye now.
"It's so nice to see family reunited; it's always a joy. It reminds me of Theresa from before..."
Otto's voice trailed off; it was best not to talk about Theresa.
In short, Otto, bathed in the office lights and speaking in a friendly tone, resembled a kind and approachable elder.
"Perhaps we could discuss Miss Xing's follow-up observations and recovery a little?"
Otto smiled and brought up a new topic, like a doctor who truly cares about his patients, and also like a fisherman starting to reel in his line.
Qiong nodded; he was naturally concerned about Xing's situation.
"People who lose their memories need time to adapt to new environments, but with you by her side, I think she'll feel much more at ease. It's a pity, not everyone is so lucky—"
Otto abruptly changed the subject, steer the conversation to a place that Qiong had never imagined.
"Qiong, do you know about the Herrscher of the Void?"
Qiong's smile froze instantly, the relaxed expression quickly fading from her eyes, replaced by renewed vigilance.
Why would Otto talk to him about the Herrscher of the Void at a time like this?!
Otto seemed quite satisfied with Qiong's reaction. He leaned back in his chair, crossed his arms in front of him, and spoke in a calm tone, but with a hint of... languor.
"The Herrscher of the Void, or rather, the Second Herrscher, Sirin. Of course, we more often refer to her as... the Herrscher of the Void."
Otto tilted his head slightly, his gaze seemingly piercing through the sky and looking into the past.
"It's such a pity... You know, she was an unfortunate child. She once had people she cherished, and the world cruelly took everything away from her. In the end, hatred and power turned her into a calamity for civilization."
Otto sighed softly, a sigh that made Qiong's eyelids twitch wildly: No, how could you bring yourself to ask about the Babylonian laboratory in Siberia?!
"Compared to your girlfriend Raiden Mei, Miss Sirin is truly pitiful..."
With Otto's deliberate manipulation, the topic veered further and further off track. Did he know? Qiong was currently overjoyed, her heart filled with pure happiness—but how long could this last?
Otto neither knew nor cared. All he knew was that in the final experiment, this brother, who had shown gratitude and increased trust (not really) for his sister's safety, would be an even more obedient... key experimental subject.
"Did you know? Kiana Kaslana looks a lot like your sister and your girlfriend..."
Qiong sensed that something terrible was about to happen.
Otto's voice remained elegant and composed, yet each word was like a poisoned needle.
“She has a father named Siegfried Kaslana, and the core of the Herrscher of the Void is located in her chest.”
An ominous premonition instantly overwhelmed the lingering joy. Qiong stared intently at Otto's smiling green eyes, trying to find even the slightest clue—but he saw nothing.
“Bishop Otto, I don’t understand what you mean.”
Qiong's voice tightened involuntarily, with a tremor he himself was unaware of.
In his eyes, the friendly Otto vanished instantly, and the unfathomable, barbed, schemer, ambitious, and sophisticatedly selfish man reappeared—perhaps Otto had always been like that, only his eyes had been deceived.