Chapter 181: The Meeting
"That's enough, let's break it up. I said that's enough... Bronya."
"Yes, sir!"
Bronya, who had quietly stood by at some point, responded to Sigurd's call with a formal salute.
Then a black pistol appeared in her hand, loaded with high kinetic energy rubber bullets.
Click!
Bang! Bang!
"Whoo~~"
With a gentle breath over the barrel, Bronya skillfully spun the pistol and holstered it at her waist.
She turned and saluted Sigurd again.
Behind her, the two girls who had been caught in a heated scuffle lay on the ground, each with a sizable bump on their heads, looking peaceful as they "passed out."
"Mission accomplished, sir!"
"Well done."
Sigurd rubbed his temples, raising a hand to pat Bronya's head, feeling somewhat relieved.
Forget it, I'll deal with these troublesome matters later. Right now, handling the aftermath in the Far East is the top priority.
…
"The initial drafts for relief, refugee settlement, and regional reconstruction planning, along with the necessary resources, are ready. They will be passed on to the relevant agencies. If we work together, it won't be too difficult."
"Thank you for your hard work, Dr. Einstein. Now, on to the next agenda item. The land tainted and corroded by Honkai energy can no longer sustain life. I think it's time we use the Fourth God Key, which was previously repaired."
In the solemn and dignified council chamber, Sigurd tapped the table, speaking with gravity while casting a glance at the golden goddess lazily sprawled across the table.
The cowlick on Hera's head twitched and shifted directions as she looked at Sigurd.
She waved a hand lazily, still lying on the table.
"Use it if you need to. After all, you're the one who repaired it, and the satellite's access key is in the hands of the esteemed Dr. Tesla, isn't it?"
"We're in a meeting. And this is a global broadcast of our solution. Can you be a little more serious?"
"My dear friend, although we've all been busy fighting the Honkai overnight, I'm far more fragile than you. Plus, you got to sleep for a whole day while I haven't closed my eyes for even a second. Please, unless it's absolutely necessary, don't call me. Can't I just sleep for a bit?"
With wide, pitiful, wet eyes, Hera shamelessly spewed her lies.
Outside, viewers unfamiliar with Hera's true nature were silently screaming—Let her sleep! Look at how exhausted our goddess is!
Sigurd turned his expressionless face away—What busywork? You haven't been seen at all! All the operations were handled by Amber!
However, Sigurd did notice her weariness.
Maybe she had been occupied with some experiment or scheming some new plot…
Whatever, she's just here for the headcount, let's ignore her.
Amber, the only one unfazed, simply adjusted her golden visor, reflecting a cold gleam.
'Kallen Fantasy'... Maybe it's time for it to go bankrupt after all.
At that moment, Hera seemed to sense something, suddenly feeling a chill in her heart.
She promptly sat up straight, pretending to focus intently on the meeting.
"???"
Sigurd, Einstein, and Fu Hua all looked on in confusion, but no one bothered to question it, and the meeting continued.
"Next, Dr. Tesla will control the Fourth God Key to alter the weather and dispel the remaining Honkai energy from the land, restoring life to the Far East region."
"Agreed."
"Seconded."
"No objections."
After surveying the room, Sigurd turned another page in his documents and continued:
"The next issue is the distribution of pseudo-Herrscher and Honkai Beast materials. Based on contributions, Anti-Entropy will take sixty percent, while Schicksal will take forty. Ensure tight security, as no other organization aside from us can guarantee containment. If it gets leaked, the risks would be unpredictable."
"Well... Excluding the Immortal's contribution, it's true that Anti-Entropy, due to geographic advantages, contributed more effort. Fine, I'll reluctantly accept my friend's decision… but this only applies to the corpse materials. As for the twelve pseudo-Herrschers that are still alive, they must be split fifty-fifty."
"Agreed. In return, Anti-Entropy will take custody of the Herrscher of Ice."
"Wait a minute! Isn't that too much of a trade-off!?"
Hera slapped the table, narrowing her eyes in displeasure.
Sigurd maintained his indifferent expression and said, "Containing a Herrscher is no easy task. In some ways, it's a burden—we're not taking advantage here."
"Schicksal is more than willing to bear such a burden, so there's no need for Anti-Entropy to suffer losses. Besides, you've already obtained a Herrscher core and gained one of the Herrschers as well. Don't be too greedy," Hera replied with a sly smile.
Their gazes clashed in the air, seeming to spark with tension.
"When it comes to the power of Herrschers, which can shake the foundations of civilization, the issue isn't about profit. What's important is who has the capability to securely contain and educate her. In this regard, just look at our esteemed leader, and then look at Wendy... What does Schicksal have to compete with Anti-Entropy?" Sigurd spoke slowly, the cold hard truth making it difficult to argue against.
Indeed, when it came to managing Herrschers, Anti-Entropy, with its two successful cases, had the authority.
Schicksal, despite its long history, had no comparable examples to challenge Sigurd's point.
Thus, Hera swiftly shifted her approach, lowering her eyes and speaking slowly, "She bears the name Schariac."
"And so?"
"I won't hand her over to anyone. Unless, of course, you want to face my wrath."
"Are you threatening me?"
Sigurd placed the documents on the table, crossed his legs, and asked coldly.
Hera smiled brightly. "Do you know the history of the Schariacs?"
"I do."
"No, you don't. The Schariac bloodline began with a girl who was cured by Lord Otto during the Black Plague. In gratitude for his mercy and out of hatred for the Honkai that took everything from her, she chose to follow Lord Otto and fight against the Honkai for the rest of her life. The first group of girls who bore the Schariac name were like her—people who had lost everything, with nothing left but gratitude for Lord Otto and their burning hatred for the Honkai."
"What's your point?" Sigurd asked, frowning as Hera continued her slow narration.
Hera dropped her smile and continued in an icy, emotionless tone, "Unlike the naturally gifted Kaslana, the Schariacs didn't initially have a bloodline capable of adapting to Honkai energy. But that first group of lost souls volunteered for countless experiments, and through death and mutation, they forged a superior bloodline. This process was passed down as a family tradition, generation after generation. That's how the current Schariac bloodline came to be."
Behind Hera's calm recounting lay a cruel history soaked in blood.
Through generations of loyalty, sacrifice, and experimentation, the Schariac bloodline had emerged.
Each Schariac represented sacrifice, loyalty, and the burden of their family's mission—they were also Lord Otto's personal creations.
What Hera wanted to emphasize was just that.
"The Schariacs belong to Schicksal, but more importantly, they belong to Lord Otto. As the last leader of those lost souls, I am the only one who has survived to this day. I watched the Schariacs grow from extremists into a calm and steady line. I saw their bloodline flourish and decline. If anyone tries to take that child from me, they are declaring war on me."
Hera spoke lightly, but her words reflected an unwavering determination, making her stance crystal clear.
Was she lying? Of course not.
Every word she spoke was true.
However, aside from Amber, who remained emotionless, and Fu Hua, who was somewhat bewildered, both Sigurd and Einstein twitched at her words.
Turning a family into mere tools, yet delivering it with such righteous conviction—five centuries of practice clearly showed.
If Sigurd continued to insist, he might look somewhat unreasonable to the outside world.
After all, humans are inherently emotional creatures, and Hera had skillfully invoked sympathy and admiration.
Of course, this wasn't enough to make Sigurd back down.
Sigurd stroked his chin, pondering.
Letting Hera take Ana would simply add another high-level combatant to Schicksal.
While there might be deeper schemes at play, Hera rarely insisted on anything.
Over the years, she had cooperated and rarely made personal requests.
From the perspective of maintaining their current friendly relations, Sigurd felt it would be unwise to refuse.
What was more important: the Herrscher of Ice or maintaining a close alliance with Otto? Sigurd already knew the answer.
"The Herrscher of Ice is yours. I want eight of the twelve surviving pseudo-Herrschers."
"Deal. Let's move on to the next agenda item."
"The next topic is the 'Moonlight Throne' device, which played a crucial role in the recent Honkai Eruption. It not only protected most civilians from Honkai energy but also bought us precious time for rescue efforts. Its effectiveness has been proven, so we need to ramp up its construction. I'll need Schicksal's cooperation..."
The meeting continued, covering numerous topics, all related to the recent Honkai disaster.
With both Sigurd and Hera actively participating, the discussions were efficient and productive.
The meeting lasted over an hour, during which arrangements for the Far East and subsequent plans were finalized and made public.
The transparency was deliberate, sending a clear message to those with ulterior motives: Schicksal and Anti-Entropy have made their decisions, and if anyone dares to challenge them, they can try.
When Schicksal and Anti-Entropy made decisions, no force—whether it was capital, underground organizations, or even nations—had the power to stand in their way.
Sigurd wouldn't tolerate fools, the reborn Welt would never allow it, and Otto—well, that went without saying.
Only such powerful entities could lead, reshape the world, and bring forth genuine hope.
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