Chapter 204: Everything Is Ready

A skilled hunter must excel at waiting.

Great achievements are never accomplished in a single day.

Bronya is a very patient person.

She understands clearly that even though the relationship has been laid bare, Kiana is inherently free-spirited with a strong childlike nature. Her confession to Sigurd may still carry a great deal of uncertainty.

With Sigurd's personality, unless Kiana's determination and sincerity are clear, and he has clarified his own feelings, he would never act upon Kiana's intentions. 

This is not due to timidity, but because Kiana is too important to him. 

For matters concerning her, no matter how big or small, he would always proceed with the utmost caution.

If Sigurd decides to wait and observe, then not even the current somewhat naive and inexperienced Kiana, nor a Kiana who has mastered "108 Irresistible Techniques for Men" from Cocolia, would be able to take that critical step forward.

Bronya is confident, and therefore she can wait calmly.

She waited for three days.

Those three days were used to observe changes in Seele, to ensure her safety.

It wasn't until Sigurd judged that Seele's situation had completely stabilized that Bronya began to act on her thoughts.

"Seele, go to the Far East and find Dr. Einstein. When it comes to training Herrschers, I doubt anyone is more qualified to speak on the subject than she is."

Bronya made this suggestion during dinner one evening.

Seele, with chopsticks in her mouth, tilted her head slightly in delayed confusion.

"Huh?"

It wasn't just her—many of the other girls also looked puzzled, as the topic had come up rather suddenly.

Only Sigurd nodded slowly.

"An excellent suggestion. Mei and Wendy are also there; you should have plenty to discuss with them."

Sigurd's agreement with Bronya's proposal, combined with his authoritative influence, essentially sealed the deal. No one would oppose the idea, not even Seele herself.

As expected, after thinking for a moment, Seele showed a gentle, obedient smile and nodded.

"Alright, Seele will do her best."

She could feel the care and concern from Bronya and Sigurd, which warmed her heart and made her happy.

Kiana scratched her head and said reluctantly, "If that's the case, doesn't that mean I won't get to eat Seele's cooking anymore?"

"Kiana, don't worry, Seele will come back soon. I just ask that you endure it for a little while," Seele replied sweetly.

"Fine, I guess it's for Seele's own good."

Kiana sighed, picked up a large piece of meat, and stuffed it into her mouth. The rich juices bursting in her mouth brought her such joy that her eyes squinted in satisfaction.

Then, Bronya spoke without missing a beat:

"I suggest Kiana goes along as well. First, to take care of Seele, and second... her situation is quite similar, isn't it?"

Her final question carried a meaningful undertone.

It was clear she had already glimpsed some truths that neither Sigurd nor Kiana had openly revealed—the identity of the Herrscher of the Void.

Sigurd wasn't particularly surprised. Though he hadn't openly shared this information, he also hadn't taken measures to keep it completely secret. Given Bronya's intelligence and resourcefulness, it wasn't surprising that she'd deduced Kiana's identity from various details.

However, Kiana was caught off guard. She choked on her food, covering her mouth as she struggled to swallow, then timidly shrank her neck.

"Um… Bronya, you already know?"

"If you're referring to the fact that you're the Herrscher of the Void, yes, Bronya has known for a while."

"I'm sorry…"

"It's fine. Bronya doesn't have much attachment to her parents and is perfectly capable of distinguishing between Kiana and the Herrscher."

Bronya's tone remained emotionless, her expression showing no hint of fluctuation.

Her words were essentially the truth.

It might be unsettling to hear, but Bronya's childhood was filled with coldness and cruelty. Under the weight of those experiences, her initial affection for her parents had long since faded.

Of course, if someone else had been responsible for everything she endured, Bronya wouldn't have hesitated to serve them a "peanut" or two—hot, hard, supersonic peanuts laced with Honkai energy and a tendency to explode.

But since it was Kiana, there was no helping it.

"Bronya, QAQ!"

Tears welled up in Kiana's eyes and dripped down her cheeks. Being friends with Bronya truly felt like a blessing.

Bronya glanced at her, then silently continued eating. She had said what needed to be said; there was no need for additional words of comfort.

Sigurd watched Bronya for a moment, his expression softening.

He felt a sense of relief.

Though he knew Bronya wouldn't hold a grudge against Kiana, the fact remained that the victims of the Siberian Honkai disaster were indeed her biological parents. 

How that debt would ultimately be resolved depended entirely on Bronya's attitude.

This outcome was the best he could hope for.

As he felt reassured, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt toward Bronya.

Finally, Sigurd nodded in agreement.

"Let's go with your plan. Kiana does need a systematic understanding of Herrscher powers. Dr. Einstein's expertise in this area is unquestionable."

Kiana glanced at Sigurd, then at Bronya, and could only nod obediently.

Her heart was a mix of guilt and gratitude, leaving no room for resistance.

Dinner concluded in a subtle yet delicate atmosphere.

Afterward, Bronya, stroking her chin thoughtfully, turned to Sin Mal.

"Sin Mal, why don't you go with them as well? Keep an eye on Seele and Kiana for me."

"Huh? Why?"

"Well, given Kiana's personality, she can barely take care of herself, let alone Seele. Bronya originally intended to go herself, but I've been busy upgrading the armory these days and can't leave just yet. After considering it, you're the only one Bronya can truly trust. Please, I'm counting on you."

Bronya took Sin Mal's hand, her expression serious.

That flawless face gazing at her, those pure, clear eyes, and the calm words "I'm counting on you"—for Sin Mal, refusal was simply impossible.

"Yes! Leave it to me, Bronya. You can count on me for anything!"

Sin Mal promised excitedly, her mismatched gold and blue eyes practically glowing.

Sigurd paused, intending to suggest that they didn't need to rush and could wait a couple of days. 

However, given the timing—right after Bronya had extended her forgiveness to Kiana—he decided not to raise any objections.

There wasn't any real problem with the plan, so he let it be.

"Then it's settled. If you encounter any issues with the armory upgrades, feel free to ask me for help."

Sigurd patted Bronya's head, his rare gentle smile surfacing.

Bronya looked up and replied matter-of-factly:

"Bronya knows. I was already planning to ask for your help."

"Do you have a specific direction in mind?"

"Bronya's combat strength is limited, so I plan to abandon the approach of taking down individual powerful enemies. Instead, I'll focus on maximizing battlefield suppression, coordinating with large forces, and adopting a group warfare strategy."

"An excellent idea. I'll do my best to assist you."

The two exchanged a knowing smile, the atmosphere harmonious.

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The next day, Anti-Entropy's airliner departed the headquarters, carrying Seele, Kiana, Sin Mal, and, for some inexplicable reason, the vodka sisters who insisted on tagging along.

As Sigurd and Bronya watched them leave, they walked back together, side by side.

"A batch of premium black tea arrived recently. Bronya hasn't had the chance to try it yet. Interested? We could pair it with some of Seele's pastries."

"Hmm… sure. With those troublemakers gone, it's a rare chance to relax."

"Exactly. Bronya thinks so too. Would you like to try Bronya's tea-making skills? I specifically sought out an expert to learn."

Bronya puffed out her chest, exuding confidence.

Sigurd smirked. 

Her rare display of liveliness was quite endearing.

"I'll look forward to your craftsmanship, then."

"Don't worry, you won't be disappointed."

Bronya patted her chest. Perhaps due to her good mood, a sweet smile graced her lips.

Stay composed. Don't laugh out loud, Bronya reminded herself internally as she faced Sigurd.

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