The Crucifixion Cross

The gradually blurred vision and the familiar figure made the shadow of the person I love so much more real, but the sense of powerlessness all over the body and the cold spear point against the throat reminded him time and time again that no matter how much he imagined, She is never 'her'.

The bitter taste spread on the lips and gradually penetrated into the cold heart.

At this moment, countless words that Siegfried wanted to say appeared in his heart, but in the end, these words only converged into a sigh that was pale and powerless, but couldn't be more real:

"As a father, how could I be serious about my own daughter..."

——What responded to him was a glistening drop of blood rolling down his throat.

Although she could take away the name of the person in front of her with just a slight push, she never stabbed the spearhead into his throat. However, the hand holding the gun body was finally no longer as stable as a rock, just Just a slight tremor left a faint bloodstain on Siegfried's body.

The mask finally couldn't hide her feelings anymore, because the father's simple wish of "wanting to see her daughter again" made the orange-red mask covered with conspicuous cracks.

Under the baptism of the wind and sand, the mask that had brushed shoulders with Jianfeng countless times finally shattered into pieces, and fell sparsely at the feet of the masked girl, revealing the face that Siegfried had been thinking about day and night—— That face is exactly the same as Kiyana's...

The same pure white long hair, the same blue eyes, the same fair and delicate face, but the difference is the cold and sharp eyes and indifferent temperament.

Her vermilion lips parted lightly, her voice was like cutting ice and snow, without a trace of hesitation, and even more chilly from the dome of a snowy peak:

"You think I'll forgive you for saying that?

"Do you think that if you act like a father who is reluctant to do something to your daughter now, I will forget what you did in the past, put down the weapon in your hand, and fall into your arms crying and laughing?

"Do you think... you are still qualified to call yourself my father?!"

The masked girl—no, it's the real Kiyana Kaslana who stutters every word, heartbroken, and weeps with every sentence!

Siegfried's heart was dripping with blood, but the masked girl didn't have the slightest bit of pity in her heart—even if there was once, now she has already left those weak feelings behind and left them to that year. , that month, that day, the girl named Kiana Kaslana who hadn't lost everything.

"Qiana..." Siegfried's voice was dry and hoarse, as difficult as the dusk desert.

His body swayed slightly, and his hunched figure became more and more embarrassed, but Qiyana seemed to turn a blind eye to all of this, and her voice was as cold as ice:

"Qiana? I don't care about the name that you gave to the replicant as a gift!

"Those things that were taken away from me by your own hands, give them to that poor little guy over there.

"This is not the so-called 'winner's charity', it's just that I'm tired of waiting and hoping day after day, and I'm also tired of the deeper hatred day by day...

"I am now the daughter of Cecilia Shaniat, the Valkyrie of Destiny, and the successor of the Black Abyss White Flower——Kirin Shaniat!"

Chapter 45. Advent Saint

Kirin Shaniat—the name Otto picked up on a whim to prevent the masked girl from leaking out, eventually became her real 'code name'.

Now she is no longer Kiyana Kaslana, the daughter of Siegfried Kaslana and Cecilia Shaniat. Celia Shaniat's daughter, Kirin Shaniat.

As Kirin said, she was tired of waiting too long, and she didn't want to let the loneliness and resentment that took everything away eat her heart—she was tired, so she chose to live in this city Make a break with Siegfried.

Kiyana Kaslana... the name that once belonged to her has left her forever together with that long and short happy life.

Standing here is only Kirin Shaniat, a Valkyrie who fights to protect mankind, nothing more.

She no longer held grudges against Siegfried for what had happened in the past, and she no longer expected that man to take up the responsibilities of being a father, because he was not worthy.

Simple, clean, without any frills.

At this moment, she finally got rid of the identity of the poor little girl who was abandoned by her father and took everything away, and gained a new life under the name of Kirin Shaniat.

The masked girl——no, Kirin put away the black and white spear, and turned around neatly.

The midday sun fell on her shoulders through layers of haze, and Siegfried crouched in the shadow cast, feeling unprecedentedly weak and helpless.

He bit his lip tightly, the smell of salty blood permeated around his lips, gradually seeped into his limbs, immersed in every corner of his body.

Loser—there is no other word more suitable for the current Siegfried than Loser. The painful fact that he was completely denied the qualifications of being a father by his own daughter, and even severed the relationship completely caused him to suffer a huge pain in his heart. Blows and shadows, however, what Siegfried did not expect, the painful prelude has just been unveiled...

Remember what Kirin said before?

'That poor little girl over there—'

When Siegfried relaxed his vigilance of his surroundings because of his grief, he finally ended a period of karma, but found someone—no, it was the arrival of certain people.

It was the embarrassed former agent with half-closed eyes, the black-haired samurai girl chasing after her, the delicate doll-like girl at the end, and the "poor little girl" in Kirin's mouth. — Kiyana Kaslana...

Neither Kirin nor Siegfried deliberately lowered their voices, so everyone who came after Wraith who couldn't see the way clearly heard the conversation between the two.

As a double agent, Wraith had already learned about Kiana's true identity from Archbishop Otto. At this time, she was simply surprised by the sudden showdown of the little princess. There was no expression on their faces, but Mei and Qiyana were dizzy from the huge amount of information contained in this conversation.

The footsteps chasing Wraith stopped slowly, and Mei's body froze in place as if struck by lightning.

She turned her head little by little, and she seemed to be able to vaguely hear the harsh 'creak' sound of the old machinery when it started to run again.

There was already a dazzling thunder flashing in the depths of those jet-black eyes, but what was clearer was still a strong inconceivable emotion.

Kiana?

The name given as a gift?

Girls who look exactly the same?

and also……

clone?

Mei claims that she is not extremely smart, but she is definitely not stupid, but the huge amount of information still makes her unbearable for a while.

As an "outsider" Mei is like this, but "insider" Kiana's mind is even more blank.

She could hardly think about what the conversation between Siegfried and Kirin meant, she just stared blankly at the girl whom she subconsciously regarded as her "sister" before pointing a familiar but disgusting spear at her father.

Kiyana instinctively wanted to step forward to stop her 'sister' from hurting her father, but that face that was exactly like hers made her freeze in place.

It seems that someone's sharp and wild laughter faintly came from the depths of consciousness. It was the joy of revenge and the joy of gloating...

Deep in her heart, 'Qiana' was screaming, like a child frightened by thunder in the middle of the night, curled up in a corner where there was only one person, and covered her ears vigorously, as if she could regain her Have the courage to face everything, but...

"Oh?" Qi Lin, who was about to leave the battlefield, stopped, her cold eyes swept over Qiyana's dull face like a blade, and suddenly there was a bit of mockery, "I got here faster than I thought. ...Looking at your expression, you seem to have heard it all? K...No—"

Qi Lin paused, 'K-423', which was already called Shun, was covered up by her with a self-deprecating chuckle, and replaced by 'Qiana', the name that finally belonged to her.

"Qiana Kaslana, my clone..."

As she spoke, she ignored Mei and Kiana, who were shocked by the reappearance of the title 'replicant', and turned her gaze directly to Siegfried, who was kneeling on the spot with a dull gaze:

"What are you doing here kneeling in an ugly way? Your daughter has come all the way to rescue her? At this time, shouldn't she shed tears of emotion, and then have a long-lost reunion hug or something? You want me to do it I can't do what happened, but that guy is different, right? After all, she has always, always regarded you as her real 'father'."

The word 'Father' seemed to be a signal, which made Qiyana wake up from a dazed state at once.

At this moment, she finally saw clearly the face of the man kneeling in the shadows in embarrassment, and also saw the strange sleeves floating in the air...

The sharp and wild laughter in his head seemed to be louder, full of gloating.

There was a burning pain in his right eye, the dusk-like deep color smeared his shaking field of vision, the pain that seemed to be torn apart emerged from the depths of his heart, and his consciousness gradually sank into a dark and endless abyss...

"Dad..."

Kiyana spat out these two words with difficulty, but Siegfried just trembled slightly, unable to respond at all, as if the title 'Daddy', which symbolizes the intimacy between father and daughter For him, it has become an unbearable burden.

"Why don't you answer, Dad..."

Just listening to Kiyana's voice can easily remind people of a homeless kitten abandoned by its owner in the rain. She is smart from the previous conversation between Kirin and Siegfried and Siegfried's strange situation at this time. She realized something in her attitude, but at this moment she would rather she was just a fool!A complete idiot!A fool who can ignore these clues and still live happily!

But she can't do it...

The fragmentary clues were spliced ​​subconsciously into a complete beacon, pointing directly to the most vulnerable and softest corner of Qiyana's heart.

Under the guidance of the arrow, many things that were incomprehensible and unacceptable in the past seemed to become logical all of a sudden. What Siegfried did was no longer helpless, but a matter of course...

Why was Siegfried so indifferent to himself at first?

Why Kiana Kaslana Didn't Get Her Name Until Her First Birthday After 'Waking Up'

Why doesn't she have even the slightest impression of her mother?

Why would Siegfried voluntarily abandon himself, and even deliberately hide his tracks and deliberately not appear in front of her?

Why is my past just blank?

These questions that once puzzled Qiyana were finally answered at this time——

Because he is not my father at all...

Because, I am not Kiyana Kaslana at all...

It turned out that the warmth that made me walk out of the darkness was just the shadow of a candle, and the belief that made me muster up the courage to face everything was just a ridiculous misunderstanding...

It turns out that from the very beginning, I never owned anything...

The past that once belonged to her is being shattered bit by bit by the cruel reality, and the elements that have built the personality of 'Qiana Kaslana' are slowly falling from her body.

And after that, a philosophical proposition that confused countless people finally surfaced in the depths of her mind——

"Who... am I?"

She covered her right eye, which seemed to be on fire, and her voice was hoarse and low, but with a bit of fiery excitement.

No one noticed that the cracks on the deep purple pendant on Qiyana's chest were bursting a little bit, and no one noticed that the corners of her mouth were raising a strange arc.

"I am..." Her voice was erratic, difficult and painful, but suddenly stabilized after this personal pronoun, as if countless innocent souls from hell were singing that great and noble name together——

"—Sirin!"

Chapter 46. Hail my proud queen

Above the sea of ​​clouds, the girl in maid outfit clearly heard the conversation below through the earphones, and also clearly heard the sound of 'Sirin'——

"Has the consciousness activation been successful..." She smiled slightly, and turned on the communicator casually.

After the 'rustling' sound, which meant that the communication status was unstable, a clear female voice sounded:

"What's the matter, Rita?"

Although the person on the other side of the communicator didn't mean to talk about family matters, and couldn't have a video conversation with Rita under the circumstances of strong interference, Rita still bowed respectfully:

"Your Ann, Master Ulandal—"

After greeting her master like a real maid, she smiled and began to report the situation:

"The development of the matter is slightly different from what the Archbishop expected~"

"It's not the same?" Ulandal, the real leader of the No. [-] special operations force belonging to Destiny's Destiny, raised her eyebrows, and said with great interest, "Hey... our archbishop still has miscalculations. ?”

"Because no one thought that Ms. Mei would actually use a 'hidden weapon'~" Rita smiled softly, "Wraith was taken away by the flash bomb, and behind him were Ms. Mei, Ms. K-423 and the controlled Bronya Zajcek... She was in a panic, and accidentally led her followers into the battlefield between the little princess and her father."

"Are you sure you're 'in a panic'?" Youlandelle sneered, "That guy has far more thoughts than we imagined, who knows if she lured K-423 there on purpose?"

As he spoke, Ulandal's tone suddenly became heavy: "To be honest, I never thought it was the right decision to let her be a double agent. She is too uncontrollable, and no one can guarantee that she will be a double agent. Are you loyal to the destiny..."

"That's not important, Master Ulandal?" Rita smiled, "Whether she is loyal to the destiny has nothing to do with us, as long as she is loyal to human beings... I believe that Miss Wraith will make the right decision in the face of Honkai. choose."

"I hope so..." Urandale snorted softly, and then brought the topic back, "Rita, what happened in Canghai? Is there any unplanned situation?"

"It doesn't count, does it?" Rita thought for a while and said, "In the plan, the second person's awakening should be at least a year later, after K-423 merged with the Gem of Tranquility, but now... Because the timing of Wraith rushing into the battlefield was not so coincidental, our Miss K-423 accidentally heard some bad things, so..."

Rita didn't finish her sentence, but Ulandal was able to restore the scene at that time from it.

"I just said that guy has absolutely no good intentions—" Urandale was slightly stunned, as if he took all this as Wraith's deliberate actions.

"Then, Lord Ulandal, do we need to revise the progress of the plan?" Rita asked: "Although it is a good thing to confirm the activation of the second consciousness in advance, if we wake up at this time, it is Isn't it a bit too early?"

"Of course it needs to be corrected," Urandale said coldly, "Since it's not the time for her to wake up, she should continue to sleep obediently. If she doesn't want to, then let us give you a hard time." Knocking her out——Herserscher Killer·Immortal Blade, isn't that why it exists?

"Announce my order to all, Rita—

"Code Name: Longinus Sentencing, the first-level combat configuration of all members of the Immortal Blade, open all 'Black Abyss' licenses!

"Target—the Second Herrscher!"

"As ordered—"

Rita lifted her skirt elegantly and bowed.

Behind her, thirteen masked girls in pure white armor and holding pitch-black spears stepped forward in unison.

The power that symbolizes death escaping from the tip of the gun corrodes any "life" including the air, but the members of the Immortal Blade headed by Amber did not feel any discomfort because of this.

They have long been familiar with death, and even surpassed it, so they can become the strongest "immortal" blade of destiny.

The thirteen pitch-black spears pointed at the focus of countless eyes, the girl who was once called 'K-423' and 'Qiana Kaslana', but now she was only the second herrsrscher - Sirin.

……

The ribbon tied at the end of the braid was shattered by the sudden burst of power, and the unrestrained pure white long hair was scattered behind the girl, and was gently lifted by a certain force.