Raiden Mei.
The renowned cook.
Famous for her lines, “I can’t do anything,” and “Pots, bowls, and ladles, submit to me.”
Currently, she was distraught over her father’s situation.
Russell nodded and quickly composed his expression, making it as gentle as possible.
One had to put on a good performance when facing a rich girl.
“Your father’s situation, you ask?” Russell looked at the young woman and murmured to himself for a moment.
After a long pause, he spoke.
“Your father is perfectly safe.
Until the Herrscher experiment is complete, even a lunatic like Cocolia will fear the man behind him.
If he weren’t concerned with the bigger picture, the entire radical faction of Anti-Entropy would likely have been purged by your father by the end of the script.”
?!!!
Raiden Mei’s face was a mask of disbelief.
Wait, didn’t my dad embezzle 3.4 billion US dollars and get betrayed by all his subordinates?
How could he possibly be in a position to settle scores later?!
“Your father is a very capable man.
If the person he serves hadn’t been critically wounded, he would be the shadow emperor of Japan.”
“Wha?!!” Raiden Mei felt as if her entire worldview was shattering.
“In fact, the person who is truly in danger is you,” the young man said after some thought.
Raiden Mei.
A natural Stigmata bearer.
Stigmata, a gift from the Previous Era in the world of Honkai.
Those who possess Stigmata are born as exceptionally talented warriors, capable of resisting the world’s greatest cataclysm—a natural disaster known as the Honkai.
However, Raiden Mei’s Stigmata awakened too early, and her body couldn’t handle the enhancement it provided.
Her father had no choice but to use an even more terrifying item to suppress it, and that item was the Gem of Conquest.
That thing originated from the Second Herrscher and contained the authority of that Herrscher.
Once awakened, its power would be unleashed as a massive Honkai Eruption.
The person in the disaster with the highest compatibility with Honkai energy would then become the Herrscher of Thunder.
And yes, Raiden Mei was an exceptionally suitable Herrscher candidate.
This fact was discovered by Cocolia, a master of internal conflict.
Cocolia hoped for the emergence of a controllable Herrscher, which would undoubtedly require a preliminary experiment—creating a Herrscher.
Naturally, Raiden Mei was the best test subject in her eyes.
“I’m…
the one in danger?” Raiden Mei pointed at herself, her expression one of utter shock.
“Yes.
My personal advice is not to return to your world for the time being.
Just stay here with me, or at one of the other group members’ homes,” Russell said.
But Kiana is still waiting for me to bring her food.
Raiden Mei thought of her friend and wanted to say something.
Raiden Mei had a friend named Kiana.
Her cheerful smile had been one of the few comforts in Mei’s life over the past year.
That girl wandered from place to place, so her meals were naturally inconsistent.
She was the one who provided all of Kiana’s meals.
Without her…
Kiana, Kiana would starve to death!!
“Isn’t that a bit too…
I have a friend who I need to take care of,” Raiden Mei said, choosing her words carefully.
At the very least, she had to go back and give Kiana some money for food.
“Well, you can think of it as a certain soldier trying to turn you into a killing machine.
If you transform into a partial Herrscher of Thunder, you’ll wipe Chiba City off the map.
If you transform into your complete form, you could wipe out the entire Far East, Korea, and the eastern part of China in one go.”
This was no exaggeration.
In the Previous Era of the Honkai world, the birth of the Herrscher of Thunder had created a cataclysm with Chiba City as its epicenter and the coast of China as its radius.
Raiden Mei’s face changed drastically.
The First World War had a direct death toll of ten million.
The Second World War had a direct death toll of seventy million.
And the population of the regions Russell mentioned was measured in the hundreds of millions.
The intensity of this one disaster would surpass the total of both World Wars combined.
Under these circumstances, returning even for a second would be a disrespect to all life!
“If your friend truly needs your support…
hmm, I could go in your place,” Russell said after some thought.
Just toss Kiana a wad of cash and let her fend for herself.
“…I’m sorry to bother you.
I hope it won’t be too much trouble.” Without much thought, Raiden Mei took out her wallet and handed her bank card, house keys, and Kiana’s contact information to Russell.
“Alright then.
Just pick any of the guest rooms upstairs.” Russell handed Mei a key, letting her stay at his temporary residence.
Raiden Mei hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly.
[Ooh, she agreed to stay at your place!]
[Raiden Mei is the wary yet lonely type.
These kinds of girls are hard to conquer because their guard is so high they never give anyone a chance to get close.
But once you do get close, their soft side is very easy to bring out.]
[You’ve successfully cleared the most difficult step in conquering her—getting close!
Now, just keep up the momentum and steal her away from Kiana!!]
[When that happens, the entire Raiden family will be yours!]
The detector became incredibly excited.
The hell.
What is this, Habsburg Simulator?
Russell facepalmed.
What was with this perfectly good Surplus Value Detector getting so obsessed with romance and intrigue?
Did it have no fear of Raiden Mei going dark, turning into the Herrscher of Thunder, and hitting his privates with a “Blade of the Void”?
Russell rolled his eyes and handed the Dragon Talisman to Megumin.
“What’s this?” Megumin was a bit confused. Visit g.com for the full chapter.
“The Dragon Talisman.
It grants the holder the power of explosion and combustion.
It was a thank-you gift from Valmont.
Honestly, its potential should be quite high.
After all, it’s the favorite magic of the Demon of Fire.”
Megumin instantly grew nervous.
Her boss, whom she had only just met, was suddenly giving her such a precious item…
She recalled Russell’s earlier intense gaze and couldn’t help but think of some strange possibilities.
Could the boss be one of those legendary perverts?
“Boss, I’m only fourteen.
If you get any funny ideas, you’re going to jail.”
[What kind of nonsense is this production tool thinking?]
Before Russell could even speak, the detector couldn’t hold back anymore.
[So basic.
How cringe!]
[Completely clueless!!]
Ah…
you just said everything I wanted to say.
Russell was stunned.
The detector had said everything he was thinking, and now he didn’t know what to say.
He could repeat the detector’s words, but he felt that doing so would be admitting defeat somehow.
So—
“Megumin, this is your processing tool.
Hmm, your Explosion magic is only suitable for blowing up mountains, not for small-scale demolitions.”
Russell calmly took out a map of his mining area, then used a pen to mark X’s on areas needing Explosion magic and circles on areas only needing talisman blasts.
After doing all this, he shoved the scroll into Megumin’s hands, his expression just like that of a boss making grand, empty promises.
“Megumin, work hard.
As long as you’re efficient enough, I can go to high-society parties and charm some beautiful, well-developed noble ladies.”
“For my future with a beautiful lady, won’t you?
Use Explosion magic and the Dragon Talisman on the mines!!”
…Megumin fell silent.
Although she didn’t quite understand what Russell was saying, the man had clearly stated his aesthetic preference—beautiful, well-developed noble ladies.
She lowered her head and saw her own small feet.
It was said that a peerless beauty was one who couldn’t see her own toes when she looked down.
But all Miss Megumin’s view offered was a vast, flat plain.
She looked again at the man whose face was filled with such beautiful hopes for the future…
So, I’m just a precious production tool, and not a cute girl?!!!
It hardened.
Her fist hardened!!
Megumin, was furious!