When Kiana opened her eyes again, her aura had transformed into that of a different person.
Those golden eyes glared at Durandal.
"Has there been a change? Then let me see the strength of the other you, Sirin." Durandal remained as calm as ever.
She wasn't worried at all if Sirin could cause her any harm.
"Hmph, I'm not that idiot who can't even use her own power." Sirin placed her hand on her chest, and a gem melted from her hand into Sirin's chest.
Streaks of flame emerged from Sirin's body, eventually covering Kiana's clothes.
Finally, Sirin was clad in a flame-colored gown.
"This time, I'm ready. I refuse to believe…" Sirin stared intently at Durandal.
"Good fighting spirit. Come, let me see how much of the gem's power you, Sirin, can unleash." Durandal beckoned to Sirin.
"Don't you dare underestimate me!" Flames condensed into a long whip in Sirin's hand, and behind her, several imaginary spears also materialized.
She flung the long whip in her hand, and although she was still quite far from Durandal, the whip suddenly extended significantly.
As Durandal dodged, the imaginary spears also appeared on Durandal's dodging path.
But then, Sirin froze in place.
The imaginary spears that had just attacked Durandal were now stuck at her feet.
"You can't space out during a battle." Durandal didn't take the opportunity to counterattack; after all, this was a test for Kiana/Sirin, and there was no need to use full power.
"Wait, you, how did you just hit my spear back?" Sirin looked at the spear at her feet, then at Durandal's hand.
"Hm? What's wrong?" Durandal asked curiously.
"What's wrong! My spear wasn't even in this space! You, how could you touch it!" Sirin loudly accused Durandal.
"It wasn't in this space? I thought it felt a bit soft when I hit it just now." Durandal said, suddenly enlightened.
"I… I don't want to fight you anymore." Sirin said, somewhat resigned.
"You idiot! Get out now! I don't want to fight a monster!" Sirin yelled directly at someone.
"What do you mean you don't want to fight a monster either!"
"If it weren't for you! Would I have come out to suffer such a blow?!"
Watching Sirin suddenly stand in place and argue with herself.
Durandal walked in front of Sirin.
"You… what do you want to do?" Sirin, suddenly shrouded in shadow, looked at Durandal, who stood in front of her with a grim expression.
"I think it's necessary for me to teach you two some manners." Durandal placed her hand on Sirin's shoulder.
"Manners?" When Durandal placed her hand on her shoulder, Sirin kept twisting her body, trying to break free.
"Calling an elder a monster is impolite behavior." As she spoke, Durandal's fist landed on the top of Sirin's head.
"You brute! I don't believe it! No one but me has ever said that to you!" After a moment of pain, Sirin immediately looked up and stared at Durandal.
Her hands were still constantly trying to pry off the hand gripping her shoulder.
"Brute…" Durandal felt that a vein was surely throbbing on her forehead.
Another punch.
Sirin hugged her head in pain.
Flames extended from the place Durandal touched, spreading towards Durandal's body.
Watching Durandal stand in the flames completely unharmed, Sirin gritted her teeth and decisively raised her fist, wanting to hit herself on the head.
Since that idiot wouldn't come out, she'd just pass out with her!
But before her fist could touch her head, Durandal grabbed it.
Durandal just waved her hand, and the flames around them immediately dissipated.
"Alright, the test is over." Durandal sighed.
Her sister didn't seem very smart. Whether it was Kiana or Sirin, why were both of them so… silly?
Sirin snorted, then closed her eyes. When she opened them again, they had returned to their blue color.
Looking at the hand on her shoulder, "Um, Durandal…"
"Call me Sister." Durandal said directly.
"Um…"
"Call me Sister."
Feeling Durandal's gaze, Kiana decisively gave in. Although she didn't know why she had to call her Sister, Durandal was stronger now.
"Sister…"
"Mm, good girl." Durandal released her hand from Kiana's shoulder, then reached out and ruffled Kiana's hair.
As Kiana breathed a sigh of relief, the gown on her slowly dissipated.
Finally, Kiana directly hugged her body and squatted down.
Now, all her clothes were burned off!
Kiana kept complaining to Sirin in her mind.
To these complaints, Sirin only said one sentence, and Kiana was directly sunk: "The gem is on you, who else can you blame if you can't use it yourself?"
After saying that, Sirin stopped talking, no matter how much Kiana called.
Durandal, who was beside them, said, "Rita."
As soon as she called, Rita handed over a clean set of clothes.
Kiana cautiously glanced around, then quickly took the clothes and put them on.
"Sister Rita, how did you know my clothes were gone?" Kiana asked after breathing a sigh of relief.
"You'll have to ask Little one about that." Rita pointed to Little one, who was walking towards them.
"Bronya, how did you know my clothes were gone?"
"Because when the other Kiana formed her clothes with flames, Kiana's own clothes were directly burned to ashes by the fire."
As she spoke, Bronya also showed a video recording.
After enlarging the recording, it was clearly visible that Kiana's clothes had been burned off.
"Um… thank you." Kiana said softly.
"No need to worry, Bronya was just being extra cautious. These preparations might not even be used."
"But they were used, weren't they? So I have to thank you. How about this, when we go back to the Academy, I'll deliberately let you win a few rounds when we play games!"
"Bronya believes Kiana cannot win."
Watching the two bicker, Aili breathed a sigh of relief.
"How was the test, Durandal?" Aili asked Durandal, who was being wiped down by Rita.
"Very poor." Durandal sighed.
"Too many unnecessary movements, and no clear understanding of their own power."
"Also Kiana's other personality, Sirin, her foundation is even worse."
"They are both like children with powerful weapons in their hands right now."
"If the power of the gem is very similar to a Divine Key, neither of them has been able to utilize the destructive capabilities like Judgment of Shamash."
"After all, they don't have a clear understanding of their own power either." Aili shook her head.
"But this will be very dangerous." Durandal said seriously.
"Durandal, I don't think you need to worry so much about Kiana. After all, Kiana has two companions with her, doesn't she?" After wiping off all the dust stuck to Durandal, Rita spoke.
"Those two?" Durandal looked at Mei, then at Bronya.
"They might grow in the future, but right now, they are just fledglings, like Kiana."
"Rita, send a message to Otto. When Kiana's assignment ends, we will go to Saint Freya with them." After speaking, Durandal walked towards Kiana and the others.
"It seems Durandal truly cares about her sister ♬~" Aili said, looking at Durandal's back.
"Yes, Durandal has always longed for a sister." Rita paused for a moment, then narrowed her eyes and said to Aili, "So, when I told Durandal the information, did Miss Aili notice?"
"Eh? What information?"
Seeing Aili's surprised expression, Rita felt it wasn't fake, "It's the information where I told Durandal about her background."
"When did you give Durandal the information?"
"Then how did you know Kiana is Durandal's sister?"
"Because Durandal has recently been searching on her phone for questions like, 'How to get along with a biological sister I've never met before'."
"And in the headquarters forum, Durandal also created a sub-account and asked there."
"Doesn't Rita know?" Aili asked curiously the biggest Durandal fan present.
"Forum… sub-account…" Rita said in a somewhat low voice, "Miss Aili, please give me Durandal's sub-account information. If anything happens at headquarters in the future, Miss Aili can always come to me."
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