The database.
Ziger had heard Brynhildr mention this place several times—a super-massive collection of information containing all the experiences of the *Kriemhild* to date, the civilizations of every planet visited, capable of holding intelligence on thousands of planets.
But in the past month, Ziger hadn't gone there, because Brynhildr said it was temporarily inaccessible due to the *Kriemhild*'s damage, even though its functions weren't impaired.
Now, under Brynhildr's guidance, Ziger finally arrived at the [Archive Room] for the first time.
However...
*Snore~~~~ Snore~~~~*
After the door to the archive room opened with facial recognition, Ziger was immediately met with a thunderous snoring sound, followed by a wave of... smoke and alcohol smell?
What was going on?
Why would there be such a smell in the archive room? Could someone be inside? But logically, there should only be him and Brynhildr on the *Kriemhild*?
As Ziger pondered this, Brynhildr walked into the archive room filled with bookshelves—the layout was similar to the bookstores Ziger had visited before. There was a counter near the entrance, with several tables opposite it, and beyond that, endless rows of bookshelves stretching as far as the eye could see!
After quickly walking behind the counter, to Ziger's astonishment, Brynhildr directly threw a punch downwards.
"*Yahhh~~~~~~!*"
A somewhat... bewitching and sensual feminine scream immediately rang out. Then Ziger saw a young girl dressed somewhat like a sailor crawl out from behind the counter, her face flushed as she lunged at Brynhildr.
"This sensation... this impact force... Hil! Sister Hil, you've finally come! *Fwaaahhohoho!*"
Grabbing the head of the girl who had pounced on her, Brynhildr slammed her heavily onto the countertop and began twisting forcefully.
"It hurts! It hurts! But it feels so good! Sister Hil, use more force! You can even twist my neck off!"
*Crack!*
A crisp snapping sound rang out appropriately, and the sailor-dressed girl's neck came off just like that.
Ziger stood dumbfounded, watching the scene before him—
(What on earth... is going on?)
[I apologize, Lord Ziger, for making you witness such an unsightly scene.]
Seeming to notice Ziger's expression, Brynhildr bowed her head in apology.
[But for this lady, if such methods aren't used, it's impossible to make her listen properly—Also, may I ask if your play-dead act is over now? Lady M.]
"*Whew haa~~~~!*"
As Brynhildr's words fell, the headless girl's body suddenly twitched several times, then moved. She picked up her head from the floor, reattached it to her neck, twisted it forcefully a few times, and then smiled with a blissful, intoxicated expression. "That was so satisfying, Sister Hil! I truly love you to death! Please hug me even tighter, better yet, crush my spine!"
[Lady M, please restrain your particular preferences. Lord Ziger is waiting.]
"Ziger?"
Mentioned by Brynhildr, the girl with long, wavy pink hair turned to look at Ziger, who was standing dumbfounded in place. After scanning him up and down, she said, "He's the current one?"
[Yes. Lord Ziger, allow me to introduce you. This is the administrator of the *Kriemhild* Archive Room, Lady M (Emu).]
[Formerly the 51st contractor of the Dragon Slayer System.]
"...Huh?"
The last sentence made Ziger freeze further for a moment.
A former... contractor of the Dragon Slayer System?
This girl who looked about his age?
"What's wrong, newcomer? Looking at you, seems you don't believe it?" The girl called M laughed. "Sister Hil, the little one you found seems a bit dull?"
[Please watch your wording, Lady M. In terms of relationship, Lord Ziger is now also your owner and master.]
Brynhildr said.
[Lord Ziger, I apologize for not explaining earlier—The Lady M you see is not the real Lady M. Her physical body died 72 years ago. But before her death, she uploaded her consciousness into the *Kriemhild*'s database, merging with it to become the database administrator.]
[In terms of existence, she is the same type of being as I am.]
"She's also... a ghost?"
"Hehehe, you could say that." M laughed. "After all, I spent 88 years on this ship, but I haven't even finished reading one-tenth of the things in this database. Dying like that would be such a waste, so I just went for it before dying, and unexpectedly succeeded."
"Thanks to that, I can now continue getting intimate with Sister Hil like this—*Guh!*"
Brynhildr delivered another punch to M's stomach.
Just watching made Ziger feel pain in his own stomach, but M's face was filled with happiness, delight, and clearly abnormal blushing.
"~~~So comfortable~~~ Sister Hil, please continue!"
[Lady M, please have some self-respect.]
Brynhildr took two steps back, then bowed her head to Ziger in apology once more.
[I am truly sorry, Lord Ziger, for making you witness another unsightly scene.]
"Uh... I think it's actually fine—But what exactly is going on with Miss M?"
[Lady M is a severe masochism enthusiast.]
Brynhildr stated expressionlessly, words that froze Ziger's mind.
"...Huh?"
[It originates from a failed experiment Lady M conducted on herself in the past. As a result, Miss M possesses a special constitution that converts pain into pleasure. The more pain and torment inflicted upon her, the more she feels happiness and satisfaction.]
[Additionally, although Lady M is female, her sexual orientation is also female. The reason for her contract with the Dragon Slayer System was her desire to ride the *Kriemhild* to other planets and have intimate contact with countless beautiful, cute girls.]
[In fact, according to records, during Lady M's tenure as contractor, the *Kriemhild* housed up to 27 females. Of course, all of them passed away before Lady M's death.]
Ziger: "..."
What kind of bizarre thing was this?
"Hey, hey, hey, what's with that look, newcomer?"
Having recovered, M crossed her long legs, encased in black stockings.
"Living in this world, one should naturally live to the fullest!"
"For me, mastering unknown knowledge I haven't yet grasped, witnessing unknown worlds I haven't yet stepped into, and most importantly, getting cozy with beautiful, cute girls—that's the meaning of my life!"
[In short, Lady M is a terrible mage who lets her desires run wild.]
[Since Lord Ziger may frequently interact with her in the future, I hope Lord Ziger can at least become proficient in using a whip and various bondage techniques—for Lady M, these are the most basic methods of communication.]
Ziger: "..."
At this moment, Ziger's feelings were indescribably complex.
What bizarre people!