I am already the Archbishop of Destiny. Who do you want me to counterattack?

Then he looked at Miss Qiana's slightly helpless expression.

After comparing the almost identical looks between the two, the blond man thought for a moment.

Then he asked tentatively......

"Aunt, after all she is your own flesh and blood, how can you put a collar on her?"

Chapter 9 Bishop Otto: Aunt, how can you put a dog leash on your daughter? ([-]-in-[-])

very beginning.

Bishop Otto, or now Mr. Rakshasa, actually didn't think too much.

After all, he can't remember many things now. Except for the last scene when he said goodbye to the silver-haired girl after fulfilling his 500-year wish, everything else seemed like a dream.

It is difficult for humans to remember clearly the details of dreams after waking up.

Therefore, except for some names, most of Mr. Rakshasa's past has been blurred.

But when he first woke up, he inexplicably wanted to make a joke, similar to when that kind of creature was born.

It's like a blank sheet of paper that hasn't been filled with too many past memories, just like making trouble with someone close to you.

This feeling was very strange, like he was now derailed from everything he had ever been.

Becoming a different person in a real sense.

But it's not a "copy and paste" kind of thing where you create clones and imbue them with memories.

Instead, he used a special method or special materials that he didn't understand to recreate "archives" of people who should have died.

how to say.

It's quite strange.

This is like re-editing the data that should be formatted, but the original underlying data is mixed with other data. Simply put, it is programmed with a bunch of bugs.

But the amazing result is that "this programming code full of bugs can actually run."

No matter how you look at it, it feels very weird.

"Auntie, couldn't you please hit me more gently? It's very painful to hit someone like this."

In the underground laboratory of the Ministry of Science and Technology.

Touching the swollen red bump on his forehead, Mr. Rakshasa's plain expression showed a hint of helplessness.

All right.

Now he has finally recovered, he is no longer as naughty as before, and his mentality and personality have also adjusted.

But the big bump on my head was really painful, and it almost turned into a concussion.

And the little white-haired girl and the silver-haired girl are almost identical except for their height and temperament.

They are almost carved from the same mold. Anyone would have misunderstood him.

"Okay, how about suppressing the septic tank for three days~" The silver-haired girl covered her mouth and walked in front of the corridor with a brisk smile.

"Suppress the septic tank for three days! (booing)" and the little white-haired girl holding the opponent's arm also started booing.

"Of course, if my dear Mr. Rakshasa is not satisfied, there are other people here~"

"If you dare not be satisfied, I will dig a hole and bury you! (Translation)"

"As we all know, I am the most reasonable archbishop in the history of Destiny Church~"

"Using the key of reason to reason is to reason! (Translation)"

Mr. Rakshasa:............

No.

Aunt, is this really not your biological child?

It doesn't matter if they look exactly the same, but they look like mother and daughter when they are so disdainful and partial.

"What are you looking at? Boy, do you have any dissatisfaction?" The little white-haired girl hugged her shoulders and raised the corners of her mouth in an arrogant manner, quite like a female brat in some books.

It feels great to bully an honest person. No wonder Anna likes to exploit that boy Otto so much.

She had been very happy bullying little Otto in the mental library before.

Now the oppressive Rakshasa sir is more happy.

"Hey, hey, no, no, no, you won't be angry, will you? What a pitiful bastard..."

click.

The little white-haired girl's arrogance has not yet ended.

next moment.

A gentle hand grasped her skull.

"My dear little cotton-padded jacket, you can say such things again in front of my childhood face~"

"Even I would be troubled~"

The silver-haired girl smiled kindly and gently, and then slightly increased the strength of her fingers.

She kindly let her little cotton-padded jacket shape his face by himself without interfering with him much.

As a result, the other party actually gave her a 2.0 version of her own childhood, which really troubled her a bit.

"Ouch! Anna, I was wrong, I was wrong! It hurts, it hurts! It's going to break. It's going to break?·°(???﹏???)°·?!"

Feeling the terrifying murderous aura, the little white-haired girl immediately begged for mercy!

Tears kept rolling in his blue eyes!

Anna, you have changed, I am obviously speaking for you!

Help this new person understand and experience the bullying rules of the former civilized social group when new people join the workplace!

How could you pinch my skull and threaten me like this, and it hurts so much!

"Dear little cotton-padded jacket, do you want to explain? I asked you to shape your face, but I didn't ask you to make it look like me~"

"This is how I look in the library. I have been using this posture for more than 40 years QAQ!"

"Is this your explanation? I'm very dissatisfied~"

"...Anna, you are making things difficult for me. I have already been in your shape! (Crying)"

Well known.

The posture of the artificial intelligence inside the Void Manzo is that of the user when he was a child.

Miss Kudo Manzo's Little Anna posture has been used for more than 40 years since she was awakened. She also used this appearance even when the divine power was leaked.

So it was a bit difficult for her to change it. After all, this thing is the underlying code of Void Manzo itself. If she wanted to change it, she would have to change the user as well.

This is similar to Bishop Otto's Void Manzo, which is already in the shape of Otto.

Miss Kiana's Void Manzo can only be in the shape of Miss Kiana herself.

"Forget it this time..." The silver-haired girl, knowing that this was just a perfunctory statement, let go of her little hand.

Then he frowned slightly and continued walking deeper into the corridor.

How could she remember that the only code that could not be changed by Hollow Manzo was to resist Honkai?

Others can be changed as long as you spend some time and want to change them?

Could it be that she remembered it wrong?

"Aww, Anna, you're the best..." The arm holding the silver-haired girl wiped the non-existent tears from the corners of her eyes.

Then he inadvertently raised the corners of his mouth and turned around, slightly narrowing his blue eyes and raising the corners of his mouth.

[Boy, you see, this is the difference in treatment between old employees and new employees. 】

Mr. Rakshasa:............

One thing to say, aren't you really mother and daughter?

The happy smile of a successful prank is exactly the same.

You can feel the smell of human beings from a distance.

"Auntie, where are we going?" Mr. Rakshasa was also concerned about the arrogance of the little white-haired girl.

I just felt a little confused after observing the environment in the corridor.

"My dear Mr. Rakshasa, if possible, I would like you to call me Bishop~"

".............Understood."

Everything in the past has become the past.

The name Otto has become the name of the deceased who fulfilled his wish and has no regrets anymore.

And now the new name "Rakshasa" will become the blond man's new life.

There is nothing wrong with this, after all, after making up for the only regret.

In addition, the past has turned into a dream, and now even the names of many people have become blurred.

The blond man had no objection to the silver-haired girl's words, or he could easily accept them.

"From today on, you are just my Rakshasa, and I am just your Archbishop~"

"After all, I'm not a philanthropist. All I want is your remaining value~"

"Can you understand what I mean? Mr. Rakshasa~"

Ding---

Entering a fingerprint opens a storage room.

The silver-haired girl turned her head slightly and blinked her beautiful eyes, like a princess begging the knight for protection, swearing her sovereignty to the knight she liked.

But in fact, even the little white-haired girl holding her arm and rubbing her arms could understand that this wave of her own Anna was not declaring sovereignty, but simply telling the gentle and humble man a fact, or a seemingly two-way truth. One-way choice.

"............" Mr. Rakshasa chuckled helplessly after hearing this. He was really unceremonious and straightforward.

Just want him to become the other party's subordinate.

but.

This new life given by the other party should indeed be controlled by the other party.

"The subordinate "Rakshasa" people voluntarily offer their loyalty to the Archbishop. "

"If I live with you for the rest of my life, I will have no regrets and never abandon Archbishop Qiana."

"But I guess with my past status, Archbishop, you won't trust me too much."

Pledge of allegiance, right?

Isn't it appropriate for you not to break a crutch?

There was no hint of falsehood in the tone of Mr. Rakshasa's oath of loyalty.

The little white-haired girl was confused in her heart.

After all, you are also the Archbishop of Tianming?Shouldn’t the former Archbishop Tianming be tougher?

It’s so easy to swear loyalty to you, Kaslana. Is there any family tradition of Apokalis?

You must have a dream. Have you forgotten the ancestral lineage of Apokalis?

Ms. Kudos Manzo who tried to have fun by eating melons failed miserably.......

"Forget it, I'll save you the rest of my life. The last one who said he would dedicate the rest of his life to me, Apokalis, has already done so~" The silver-haired girl covered her mouth and chuckled, waving her hands casually.

Then he stepped into the bright small laboratory and didn't ask any more questions.

Because what Rakshasa said in the last sentence was not wrong.

She didn't believe anyone.

The other party also knows that he has a "countermeasure" similar to the collar around Miss Void Manzo's neck on his body.

and so.