The Reincarnator Fails Miserably

"The Herrscher doesn't deserve sympathy, it's just the experience before becoming a Herrscher." Ulandal put down the teacup: "It's just treated differently."

"However, no matter how you explain it, this plan is ultimately for the purpose of man-made Herrscher. A girl was placed in the center of the execution ground as a victim. It is no different from a cruel human experiment. It is even a test of the nobility of human nature. Human nature cannot stand the test. , but you have to stubbornly believe in it." Rita said to herself: "Master Ulandal thinks that our approach is reasonable and correct?"

"I don't know." Urandale replied very simply: "I don't understand such a complicated matter, and I can't explain it, let alone understand it."

The maid slightly tilted her head: "Is it because what I said is not clear enough?"

"I understand everything, but I still don't understand." Youlandelle shook her long blond hair, got up from the lawn, and patted the grass clippings on the stockings: "So I choose not to worry, Valkyrie I accept my mission, I pursue my goals, I take on my responsibilities, I crush my enemies...I am a warrior, not a strategist, ask me right or wrong , of course I don't know."

She took a deep look at the third airport, then boldly and calmly looked away, and lightly held the lance.

"All I can see is the collapse that should be cleaned up. Love and hate are indistinguishable in my heart. What is there to worry about?"

"I'm done eating, and I'll continue to clean up the Houkai Beast on the empty island. If you don't have any tasks, you should take a good rest."

The Valkyrie walked away briskly, in a good mood. Perhaps she was the only one who could maintain a happy mood on the empty island at this moment.

Urandale looked away, left behind the complex love and hate, and chose not to be entangled in right and wrong. If you can't distinguish between black and white, then don't worry about it, just focus on what must be right in front of you, just like her straightforward Her character is not cunning but dexterous, simple, straightforward and effective, allowing her to easily bypass the maze of thinking that many people cannot cross.

Rita looked at her relaxed back, and the burden on her heart seemed to be much lighter, she couldn't help shaking her head and laughing, if everything in the world was as simple as Bianca, that would be great, why would she add trouble to herself, if anyone If she can insist on what she believes is right, and ignore those gray things that don't distinguish between black and white, then she doesn't have to look in the direction of the third airport in dejection.

She just couldn't bear to look away.

Rita smiled, with a little relief in her expression: "I really envy Lord Youlandelle..."

However, what the maid didn't know was that the smile on the cheek of Youlan Goose, who turned her back to her and left, quickly faded away, and was replaced by a little guilt. She was a little guilty, so she didn't dare to look back, and walked quickly , to cover up her lack of confidence... She can't tell Rita that she deliberately fished for the promise of a ring, right?

Although I feel very guilty, I still have to take what should be taken.

Maybe this is the so-called 'blinded by love'... right?

……

This wonderful plot can be described as one wave after another, like a soap opera.

Over there, sisters love each other deeply, and there is a triangle of girlfriends, and here, mother and daughter talk heart-to-heart, warm and touching.

Maki and Cecilia fought without interruption, and the two S-rank Valkyries were almost evenly matched.

In terms of arming, Machi naturally took advantage. Cecilia, who has never been exposed to Valkyrie armor for more than ten years, is more accustomed to fighting with her body instead of relying on equipment, so she is more or less used to it, but given the With her extremely high combat quality, she also quickly adapted to the load of the Valkyrie's armor during this high-quality offensive and defensive confrontation.

It's just that in a real confrontation, most of the advantages are meaningless, such as e-sports events that can be overturned even if the economic difference is [-]... This kind of short-term advantage will lose its meaning in a momentary mistake or pre-judgment.

In the end, the two guns in Maki's hands were scrapped, and Cecilia's spear was half melted.

When the durability of the weapon returned to zero, the two Valkyries also let out gradually deeper panting sounds, showing signs of exhaustion.

"Enough, Kiyana, what's the point of continuing to fight?" Cecilia showed a sad look: "I never thought of abandoning you, and I never thought of hurting you. I understand, it's just... can't you give me a chance?"

Machi didn't speak, just stared at Cecilia coldly, as if she was looking at a stranger, all her reactions made Cecilia's heart ache, she told Cecilia silently, everything is Too late.

From the moment her name was taken away, she lost her reliance on family affection. This revulsion was rooted in the deepest part of her heart, because the vacancy could not be filled, so only hatred overflowed.

"Don't do useless work." Zhenqi threw down the double guns in her hand. She was very tired from shooting, and wiped the sweat on her forehead with her fingertips. She glanced in the direction of Huberian: "I don't need your guns." I don’t need your sympathy to take care of her... In contrast, you should go and help them, the Herrscher of the Sky has awakened, and maybe this is the last time you will see your daughter.”

"Kiana..."

Cecilia wanted to say something, but was stabbed by her indifferent eyes, sighed inwardly, and clenched her five fingers tightly.

What on earth should she do?She has only been a mother for a few years in her memory, and she doesn't know how to coax her daughter who has reached the rebellious stage.

At this moment, Maki and Cecilia heard a hearty voice at the same time.

"Hey, what about mother and daughter quarreling here? The relationship is so good."

The young man walked past the center of the Divine Machine, and the group of machines seemed to be down, without any reaction at all.

His walking posture was a little careless, like an old man who went out for a walk after dinner, with a glass of collapse liquid in his left hand, and an Origin Stone in his right hand. His tone was also very casual, and his voice was full of ridicule when visiting.

"My daughter is getting older, and it's hard to control her when she's in the rebellious stage. This girl, she was more obedient when she was a child. Why is she like this when she grows up? It hurts your mother's heart."

Grandpa Su...Su Bai stepped onto the third airport stepping on the burning flames of war. His pace was not slow but not fast either. Benares had already flown over, and he walked all the way. , prolonging the appearance time, like Meilin sauce who ran for more than [-] consecutive days to reach the underworld. Stop this opening.

"Uncle Su..." Kiyana's eyes widened, and she blurted out a sentence: "Aren't you already dead?"

"Can you speak? If you can speak, you will publish a book." Su Bai approached and beat her brains: "If you can't speak, just study hard."

Qiyana clutched her aching forehead, her eyes froze a bit: "But, but I can clearly see..."

"Your mother can reincarnate in the dirt, can't I?" Su Bai raised his hand and rubbed Zhenqi's hair, the soft touch was as usual, as if he was kneading the head of a little milk cat: "I am also a reincarnation after all. , even if there is no reincarnation mosquito-repellent incense eye, after all, the word reincarnation is still in the title, and it is very reasonable to know the group resurrection technique."

"You're not dead, are you really not dead?" Qiyana pulled Su Bai's skirt and kept asking.

"Do you still want to hear my heartbeat?" Su Bai asked jokingly.

Then Qiyana really put her ear on his chest, without hesitation and other gazes, she listened to the pounding and powerful beating of the heart, and the uneasiness in her heart calmed down, replaced by a sour emotion Swelling up, she seemed to lose all her strength, she pressed her forehead against the young man's chest, grabbed the hem of his clothes, stretched out her small fist and hit it once, twice, and three times.

It seems to be angry, as if complaining, but also reluctant.

"Why are you pretending to be dead, why are you jumping off the bridge deck, do you think it's cool?"

A small fist could clearly kill an African lion, but it was as light and soft as Lolita's fist.

"Why, why didn't you explain it to me, I thought you were dead, I thought you were dead..."

She bit her lower lip, she should have been happy, but she just shed tears, and the joy of reunion turned into gritted teeth and complaints.

"You still dare to appear in front of me with a hippie smile, as if nothing happened, you idiot, you idiot, you bastard uncle...you know how much I have suffered, how much I have made up my mind, I almost I sold my soul to the devil..."