Honkai: Strijder

Chapter 16

"This is a solar water pouch. It has filtering and heating functions, and you can charge it by hanging it under the sun. It's waterproof, shockproof, and electrically insulated, but don't put it over fire, the material doesn't allow that. It can filter through snow or stream water in case of necessity. Three sets, one for use, one as a backup, and another backup for the backup, to ensure you won't run out of water when you're out there. Don't lose them."

"This is a camping tool kit, hammer, knife, rope, sleeping bag, flashlight, insect repellent, alarm, bandages—basically everything you need for sleeping outdoors, whether it's in the wild or on the streets, to ensure you can get a good night's sleep. Pack them properly."

"These two bags here, one is filled with your favorite snacks, and the other is a pack of dry rations, compressed food. The taste might not be the best, but it will keep you full. Carry them properly."

"These are various types of clothes. I picked durable ones that are not easily worn out."

"And this, the most important one, is the black card. It works with any bank as long as there's an ATM connected to the network. Just insert it, and you'll be able to access my account and get the local currency. I assume you know how to spend money."

"Blah blah blah..."

After Vira had fallen asleep, Kiana and Sigurd sat facing each other on the floor of the living room, surrounded by various items scattered around.

Sigurd explained one item after another, then packed them up, finally organizing them into several packages that Kiana could take with her.

But Kiana's eyes had turned into a bewildered mosquito ring shape midway through the process.

Seeing this, Sigurd sighed helplessly.

"I knew you wouldn't remember, so put this on."

Sigurd took Kiana's hand and put a black metal bracelet on her delicate and fair wrist.

"It's a tracking bracelet with voice control. It can help you navigate. Also, I've loaded Icarus' core code into it, and it's connected to all the luggage you have. The rest will be recorded in real-time... It's quite useful, so don't take it off."

In fact, the main function of this device was to allow Sigurd to track Kiana's location in real-time.

Don't misunderstand; it's not some weird fetish.

It's just that Sigurd happened to have a few equipment ideas in progress. When he finished them, he could use the bracelet's positioning to remotely send those devices to Kiana's side and bind them to her for her safety—just like Iron Man's remote summoning of armor. The bracelet was the core component for achieving this function.

Kiana caressed the bracelet, neither too loose nor too tight, comfortable to wear and also beautiful. It was truly worthy of being made by Sigurd.

Then, as if performing magic, two identical bracelets appeared on Sigurd's hands.

"The same, important things come in sets of three, with backups and backup backups. Take good care of them."

"Okay, then... is there anything else?" Kiana asked.

"There's also a gun and bullets. When you're out there, you need to have a means to protect yourself, even if you don't harm others. But there's something you need to be cautious about," Sigurd said.

He held two magazines in each hand, a total of four magazines. The black shells were engraved with beautiful purple patterns, as if sealing some kind of power.

"There's nothing special about regular bullets, but these are infused with a trace amount of Honkai energy. They have six times the speed and penetrating power of normal bullets, along with the destructive and corrosive properties unique to Honkai energy. Even a graze could be fatal to an ordinary person. There are sixty in total, and they are weapons of last resort. However, using the handgun will drain its energy quickly, so use it sparingly."

"Well, I'll be going then."

"...Hmm."

"Please say goodbye to Vira for me."

"Okay."

"Goodbye, Sigurd!"

"... "

Sigurd silently watched her.

He watched as she jumped off the balcony, completely avoiding the main entrance, and skillfully climbed over the courtyard wall. She stood on the wall, turned back, smiled brightly, and waved at him with great energy.

Then, she completely disappeared from Sigurd's sight.

Sigurd leaned against the balcony railing, looked up at the moon, which was still the same moon, but it seemed that the night had deepened, and he felt a bit cold.

"Icarus, what was the intensity of Honkai energy on Kiana just now?"

"Low value 936.23, peak value 1003.16, average 953.53. Would you like to display real-time numerical graphs, My Lord?"

"No need... Bring me a cup of hot water, and also a cake."

"Yes, My Lord."

And that's why Sigurd could only watch Kiana leave.

The basic unit of measurement was the Honkai energy intensity manifested within his own body, with an average value over a 24-hour period.

In other words, when doing nothing, the Honkai energy flowing within Sigurd's body was at 1, while Kiana's was close to 1000. This ratio represented the difference in Honkai energy adaptation between the two of them and also the disparity in the intensity of Honkai energy that could be accessed during battles.

Moreover, according to general rules, as the body grows, exceptional individuals show a significant increase, while for someone like Sigurd, reaching a growth of 2 or 3 from 1 is already close to the limit.

This kind of quality, being able to survive a burst of Void Energy, is already a stroke of luck. How many more dangers can he withstand? How much contribution can he make in critical moments? It is a despairing speculation.

With his current state, even if he musters the courage to accompany Kiana, he will only become a burden, right?

Sigurd poked at the cake that Kiana liked, hesitating to take a bite. After a while, he put down the fork and couldn't help but mutter:

"It seems like I forgot to provide her with a means of transportation. Maybe I should also give her a few grenades. Oh, and I didn't prepare a translator. What if she goes to a country where a different language is spoken? And identification... By the way, I wonder how many days the food will last for her."

Muttering these words, at this moment when no one else knew, a lonely expression finally appeared on Sigurd's face.