Chapter 39: Why Persecute Theresa

[At the meeting point for the mission, you discovered the disguised Otto and Theresa.]

[Otto used Fenghuang Down on you, but you resisted.]

[Their disguises were so bad that you easily exposed them, but they refused to admit it, leaving you feeling helpless.]

Chase rubbed his forehead, and the simulation panel also helped him step on a few landmines. These two people were indeed the real deal, coming to fool him.

Moreover, their intentions were impure, even using Fenghuang Down.

Humph, Fenghuang Down, wanting to control me? That's a laugh! He's not even afraid of Fu Hua's Fenghuang Down now; why worry about a counterfeit from the void?

Chase sighed, feeling a bit speechless. However, he couldn't help but take this mission seriously.

This mission was definitely not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

What kind of mission would involve the S-rank Valkyrie of Schicksal and the Bishop of Schicksal traveling with him? Just because this was his first mission as Otto's adopted son?

Don't be ridiculous.

When Theresa first carried out a mission, Otto didn't follow her.

Moreover, although there was a superficial father-son relationship between him and Otto, Otto never believed in him as his adopted son.

Chase was nothing more than a tool Otto used to achieve his goals, and it had been like that from the beginning. This positioning was like a monkey's red butt, established from the start, not proof of an elevated status.

Chase had a feeling of uneasy anticipation, as if things were gradually progressing in an unfavorable direction, and he couldn't do anything about it.

He couldn't abandon the mission just because he saw Otto and Theresa; that would directly expose the fact that he had regained his memory.

As for the consequences of exposure, just look at the Judah's Oath behind Theresa to know. Currently, he couldn't beat Theresa with Judah. Not to mention there was also the adoptive father he had always wanted to betray standing there.

And Otto's purpose, Chase didn't need to guess.

Sirin...

This outing might not be an opportunity for entropy or for himself but rather a banquet set up by Otto.

Sighing in his heart, Chase maintained a smile on his face and said to the two:

"Since the car is ready, both of you, please get in. As a warrior of Schicksal, and the adopted son of the Bishop, Chase Apocalypse, I will ensure your safe arrival at the destination."

"Sure, sure," Otto nodded, still using that gentle female voice, "Thanks, young man."

"Pfft~" Theresa couldn't hold back and burst into laughter. Her head took a slap from Otto, obviously feeling a bit painful due to Otto's soulium body, and she tearfully looked at Otto.

Otto just chuckled, silently opened the car door, and got in.

Theresa looked at Otto, then at Chase, finding Chase wearing an inexplicable smile. He didn't seem to have any intention of helping her and could only reluctantly follow Otto into the car.

..............

In the car, Chase was driving in the front, while Otto and Theresa sat in the back. The three of them maintained a tacit silence.

Suddenly, Otto spoke, still using that unnerving beautiful female sultry voice, "By the way, young man, being the adopted son of the Bishop is quite impressive."

"No, no, the truly impressive one is my esteemed father. I'm just a lucky one chosen by my esteemed father, nothing particularly impressive," Chase shook his head, praising generously.

This was a trial. How to naturally praise oneself in front of oneself, online and waiting, quite urgent.

"Heh," Theresa chuckled, somewhat disdainful.

Chase still couldn't figure out his position until now. In her eyes, there was no talk of luck. He was just a pitiful person whose memories had been tampered with.

"Miss, does your granddaughter have any opinions about me?" Chase asked with a smile.

"Haha, young man, you misunderstood. Theresa is like this," Otto laughed, "Clearly not so young anymore but acts like a child."

Chase nodded, as if remembering something, sighed and said, "It reminds me of my useless daughter who still refuses to call me 'dad'."

Theresa: ???

Wait, Chase, it's not your turn to enjoy the good fruit. Don't walk alone at night tonight.

"Hehehe," Otto also found it amusing. Unexpectedly, that "accidental" act at the time brought so much joy. Every time he saw Theresa and Chase standing together, the corners of his mouth would unconsciously rise.

"Every family has its own difficulties," Otto sighed, casually glancing at Theresa. He noticed her fair hand slightly blushing and the black nun's robe having some wrinkles due to pinching. "I guess your daughter is as naughty as Theresa?"

Chase checked the situation in the rearview mirror.

Otto was sipping wine, and Theresa was suppressing the desire to go berserk. Chase couldn't help but smile:

"Miss, I think you got it wrong. Isn't Theresa quite well-behaved? She hasn't said much since she got in the car..."

"As for my daughter, not long ago, she beat me up. Probably going through the rebellious phase, right?" Chase sighed.

Indeed, when Theresa pulled out Judah, he fell over. Isn't that rebellion?

"That's something. As a father, you should properly educate her," Otto covered his mouth and exclaimed in surprise.

Chase twitched his mouth. He thought, if he could beat Theresa, why bother verbally harassing her here?

But... Chase glanced at Theresa, who seemed like an active volcano about to erupt. This topic really couldn't continue.

He was genuinely afraid of Theresa going berserk.

As for Otto, well, he really wanted to see what would happen if Theresa were pushed to the edge.

Theresa, silently writing down the names of Chase and Otto in her little notebook in her heart.

This grudge, she, Theresa, would remember.

Especially Grandpa, why did he have to bring up this matter? Wasn't he just deliberately trying to see her joke?

Theresa felt tired, really wanting to use Judah to beat someone up.

"... Teriri"

...........

On the other side, the two enforcers of Entropy had long awaited Chase on the road he must pass through. They lay in ambush, waiting.

"Don't worry, Sirin. We will definitely rescue your brother this time," Welt seemed to notice the girl's uneasy nervousness and reassured her.

"Uncle Welt, will my brother really come this way?" Waiting for her brother for a while without seeing his figure made Sirin a little worried.

"Don't worry, this information was sent by your brother himself. It won't be wrong," Welt comforted.

Sirin placed her hands on her chest, feeling a bit uneasy, "I always feel a bit uneasy..."