Another world?
The usually unflappable maid blinked, a rare expression of genuine bewilderment crossing her elegant features.
A myriad of question marks practically floated above her head.
What exactly did another world mean?
Let me explain.
Miss Rita, hello, I am Frez.
How much do you know about worlds beyond this one?
For example, the concept of World Bubbles or the Sea of Quanta.
Frez took the initiative to bridge the gap.
Rita tilted her head, her polite smile tinged with confusion.
Aren’t those concepts strictly from the movies?
She recalled filming a cinematic prequel with Lord Durandal when she was younger, a sprawling sci-fi epic.
Thinking about it now with this new context, did the events they acted out actually happen in parallel realities?
Unfortunately, this is reality, Frez said, his tone turning serious.
The movies you are filming are actually documentaries of what is happening in other universes.
I don’t quite understand how your specific world developed, but in the vast majority of timelines, the Honkai has never been this mild.
This particular Earth was a bizarre anomaly.
The inhabitants could harness Honkai Energy, but it was incredibly stable, refined to the point where ordinary humans could use it reliably for daily life.
Even the Honkai Beasts roaming the wild were treated as minor pests rather than apocalyptic threats.
In any other timeline, such a peaceful coexistence would have been entirely unthinkable.
In other words, Rita murmured, piecing the puzzle together, this Miss Himeko comes from another world entirely and has experienced the real Final Lesson?
That should be correct.
Frez turned his attention to the white-haired girl nearby.
But Kiana, do you have the Gem of Haste on you?
No.
According to the movie’s established setting, it’s impossible for me not to sense a Herrscher core if I had it.
Kiana shook her head, dismissing the idea before proudly planting her hands on her hips.
Rita, listen to me, listen to me!
In other worlds, I am an absolute Queen!
Queen is just an affectionate nickname your fans gave you on the internet, Miss Kiana, Rita reminded her gently, smoothly bringing the topic back to the pressing matter at hand.
The current situation is whether Miss Himeko can get out of danger, right?
Our world’s medical level is highly trustworthy.
Because Honkai Energy was relatively stable here, the medical field had advanced in a different direction.
There were always reckless individuals seeking death or unfortunate workers getting eroded by Honkai Energy due to industrial accidents.
Thus, humanity had poured a massive amount of effort and funding into curing Honkai Energy Erosion Syndrome.
Currently, as long as a patient wasn’t literally bathing in a vat of concentrated Honkai liquid, they could usually be pulled back from the brink.
Among the medical pioneers, the Schariac Family had mastered various revolutionary methods to reverse the erosion.
The cheapest, most stable anti-Honkai serum available on the market was a patent provided directly by the Schariac Family, and they distributed it completely free of charge.
To be honest, Himeko was on the absolute verge of death in that condition, Frez admitted, crossing his arms.
I am genuinely shocked that your doctors confidently claim she only needs to lie down for two months.
In his experience, without immense natural resistance, Honkai Energy erosion was a guaranteed death sentence.
Those with a slight tolerance might survive only to mutate into mindless Death Soldiers.
Yet here, the doctors could actually save her, casually promising to heal the devastating internal injuries left after a brutal fight with the Herrscher of the Void. New chapters come out on novelping . com first.
It was truly a medical miracle.
Because the situation was critical, the medical staff had initiated treatment while simultaneously running her through the examination machines.
The most severe issues plaguing Himeko were the deep-rooted Honkai Energy erosion, the lethal cellular side effects of her Artificial Stigmata, and a laundry list of combat trauma including shattered bones and torn muscles.
Soon, the double doors of the emergency room swung open.
Himeko was wheeled out on a pristine gurney.
She was dressed in a standard hospital gown, her body heavily wrapped in fresh bandages and rigid casts, her chest rising and falling steadily beneath an oxygen tube.
Her eyes were tightly closed, and the superficial lacerations on her face had been carefully cleaned and stitched.
Although her breathing remained shallow, it was clearly much stronger than before, and a healthy flush of color had returned to her previously ashen cheeks.
Nurses monitored her heartbeat, blood pressure, and Honkai corruption levels on floating holographic screens as they carefully moved her toward a high-end private ward.
Uh, doesn’t a critical condition like this require constant monitoring in the ICU?
Frez asked, raising an eyebrow at the casual transfer.
It is not necessary.
The attending doctor sighed, her shoulders slumping.
Currently, the one who occupies the ICU the most is Lord Otto.
Although his physical body doesn’t need to be in intensive care at all, well, you know how it is.
He is the boss who signs our paychecks.
Right now, he is taking up a premium bed for nothing more than some minor bandages, a glucose drip, and a saline bag.
The doctor’s tone was heavy with melancholy.
Having such a neurotic, dramatic boss who blatantly abused emergency medical resources for paper cuts was a daily struggle for her sanity.
Money was hard to earn, and corporate life was a bitter pill to swallow.
Schicksal’s medical care for its employees was entirely free.
This advanced hospital was located directly on the Sky Base of Schicksal’s headquarters, specifically built to treat their own staff.
Everything was complimentary, the medical personnel were world-class professionals, and there was never a need to worry about insurance disputes.
When it came to employee benefits, Schicksal always went above and beyond.
Every worker’s insurance premium was paid at the highest possible tier, and their family members received various luxurious conveniences.
Every major holiday, the staff even received personalized blessing cards handwritten by Overseer Otto himself, although the vast majority of employees promptly threw them directly into the trash.
Rita took the opportunity as they walked down the pristine corridor to introduce Schicksal’s current corporate situation.
As a world-leading technology conglomerate, Schicksal had its hands in all walks of life.
Currently, because Overseer Otto had developed a sudden, obsessive interest in the entertainment industry, the organization was making a full-scale, aggressive push into showbiz to rival the Anti-Entropy group.
Anti-Entropy was a formidable opponent.
They not only had the Far East’s massive ME Corp acting as their industrial and financial backbone, but they had also secured considerable, obvious achievements in the entertainment sector.
Their portfolio was stacked.
They owned the massive Alahato mecha anime franchise and the globally recognized Homu mascot series.
They had recently debuted the energetic Vodka Girls idol group, managed veteran musical acts like Bird’s Nest and Lobster, and in a shocking upset last year, they had even defeated Schicksal’s main idol at the time, the magical girl Teriri, in the national rankings.
Schicksal had not taken this lying down.
They had cultivated their own roster of veteran idols, including Cecilia, Theresa, Shigure Kira, and Siegfried.
Their new-age idol lineup was equally fierce, featuring Durandal, Rita, and Kiana herself.
If Amber and Kallen hadn’t strictly intervened, Otto had even planned to debut as a cross-dressing idol.
Fortunately, Kallen had suppressed his ambitions with a literal iron fist, saving the global populace from severe mental pollution.
Uh, isn’t Kiana the protagonist of your blockbuster movie?
Frez asked, looking at the white-haired girl.
Why isn’t she a full-time idol?
Rita covered her mouth, hiding a graceful smile. New chapters come out on g.com first.
Because Miss Kiana is currently enrolled in the Business Administration department at St.
Freya Academy.
Additionally, Miss Raiden Mei and Miss Bronya are also in the Business Administration department.
Miss Himeko, I mean our world’s Himeko, is in the Aerospace department, and she also teaches the Business Administration department’s advanced math class.
She acts as the counselor and dormitory supervisor for Miss Kiana’s specific class.
Filming the movie was purely a coincidence, Rita continued.
Lord Otto thought the script was a compelling story about beautiful girls fighting monsters, so he literally drew names from the student enrollment list out of a hat.
Miss Kiana was lucky and became the female lead.
Because she threw a tantrum and insisted on having Miss Raiden Mei and Miss Bronya participate, the studio caved and the three of them acted together.
Frez stared blankly.
So the three of them are actually preparing to inherit massive corporate family businesses?
What on earth was the Otto of this universe doing with his life?
What happened to the grand, scheming villain who manipulated history from the shadows?
By the way, Frez asked, bracing himself for the answer.
How old is Bishop Otto in this world?
Just like in the movie lore, he is exactly five hundred years old.
Rita nodded matter-of-factly.
However, because Lady Kallen is alive and constantly by his side, he is not nearly as bad or unhinged as his cinematic counterpart.
That guy Otto actually succeeded in saving her here?
Kiana curled her lip, her expression twisting into one of deep disgust.
I don’t know if that old man has some special, twisted kink.
Not only does he have a massive exhibitionist streak, but he is also full of petty hostility toward a certain pink-haired shrine maiden from the Far East.
His constant complaining makes Lady Kallen avoid him and stay with Aunt Theresa all day just to get some peace.
At least Kallen didn’t run off to Yae Village permanently.
Can Kiana really understand Business Administration?
Frez asked, highly skeptical of the girl’s academic prowess.
Second from the bottom of the class, hehe, Kiana boasted, rubbing her nose proudly.
Rita smiled politely and immediately exposed her.
Miss Kiana, you are the one at the very bottom.
The student above you transferred out last week.
I already said I don’t want to go to school anyway!
Kiana whined, throwing her arms up in defeat.
I will just be a full-time idol and continue to shine brightly in the entertainment industry!
Kiana slumped against the hospital wall, her whole body exuding the heavy, unmotivated aura of a complete slacker who had entirely given up on academic life.
That is exactly right.
A smooth, dramatic voice echoed down the hallway.
Miss Kiana is one of our absolute best idols in all of Schicksal.
As expected of my beloved Theresa’s prized student, as the Overseer, I am deeply gratified by your dedication to the stage.
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