Honkai: Strijder (Honkai Impact 3 Male MC)

Chapter 69: Dead Man Tell No Tale

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Half an hour later, Sigurd sat at the dining table, and breakfast consisted of soy milk with deep-fried dough sticks and some other food he did not know..

Don't ask how the dough had time to ferment in just half an hour; the most likely answer to that is that Schicksal had its own technology to do so. Moreover, Otto knew Sigurd's preferences to some extent, and Rita, being a responsible maid, had consulted in advance and made preparations, so it wasn't surprising.

"From a general perspective, for a European to achieve this level is quite impressive," Sigurd commented as he ate a bun, addressing Rita, who was standing nearby.

Rita offered a smile of apology. "I apologize, Lord Sigurd. Rita hasn't had much experience with Chinese cuisine. It seems I couldn't truly satisfy you."

"It's fine; I'm not too picky," Sigurd replied nonchalantly.

"Yes, I will continue to work hard," she replied with a smile, though her hands clenched slightly at her abdomen.

'Fine? Not picky?'

What's with that attitude! Why even mention that he's not picky? Her culinary skills as a maid have been praised by even the cooking class teacher! Even the straightforward Lady Durandal always gives the highest praise! Rita chided the man inwardly, but her outward demeanor remained composed.

At that moment, the door was suddenly pushed open.

"Good morning, my dear friend! How was your rest last night?" Otto strolled in with a warm smile, followed by the ever-calm Amber by his side, her face as blank as ever.

Sigurd cast him a sidelong glance. "Very good—assuming you didn't come to disturb me while I was halfway through my meal. And good morning to you, Miss Amber."

"Just call me Amber. Good morning, Lord Sigurd. I apologize on behalf of Lord Otto for his interruption, but he simply missed you dearly," Amber said without a hint of emotion, her golden eyes glancing indifferently at Otto from behind her eye mask.

Otto's smile faltered briefly, but he recovered without embarrassment. "Since I haven't eaten either, how about we have breakfast together?"

"Does a body made from a Soulium really need to eat? How does it digest the food? Never mind, that's not the point. The point is that Rita didn't prepare your portion. Amber, have you had breakfast yet? If you don't mind, please join us," Sigurd said, not hiding his irritation.

"Hey! Are you really so repulsed by me?" Otto protested.

"From a general perspective, Otto Apocalypse, aside from being smart and stubborn, is not particularly likable," Sigurd replied, his tone somewhat confrontational.

While Rita was graceful, and Amber was visually pleasing, Sigurd felt that something was missing from this morning. He had a sense of restlessness and dissatisfaction that he needed to alleviate by teasing Otto.

Otto opened his mouth to respond but shook his head with a wry smile. Despite not fully understanding, he appreciated Sigurd's somewhat audacious attitude. It was a sign of a friend with whom he could have equal exchanges.