Honkai: Oh No, I’ve Become the Herrscher of Corruption?!

Siberia had become a playground of destruction. Hundreds of thousands of Honkai beasts rampaged across the land, indiscriminately annihilating everything in their path. Just the sight of the densely packed red dots on the monitoring screen was enough to make one’s scalp crawl.

Where Babylon Tower once stood, there was now an unfathomable crater over 10 kilometers in radius. Suspended at its center was a deep-blue flower bud—undoubtedly, the Herrscher of Ice.

“As expected of someone worthy of the Honkai’s favor. You’ve absorbed the Herrscher cores astonishingly fast.” On the Crimean Peninsula, Enoxia nodded in approval as she observed Sirin, who had now mastered the powers of four Herrschers: Void, Thunder, Death, and Wind.

“Hah! At this point, no one can stand against me☆!” Sirin grinned excitedly, reveling in her newfound strength. Enoxia knew all too well that if Sirin picked another fight now, she’d likely end up humiliated again—but then, if she weren’t this overconfident, she wouldn’t be Sirin.

“You want me to help you take down that Herrscher in Siberia, don’t you?” Sirin planted her hands on her hips, her expression screaming, “Beg me, and I might consider it.”

“Correct. It’s powerful. Only with your participation can we ensure victory.” Enoxia answered bluntly.

“So you’re saying I’d have to work with those Valkyries from Schicksal? What if I refuse?” Sirin’s face twisted into a scowl at the thought.

“Then don’t go.” Enoxia smiled faintly.

“Huh… Why? If I don’t help, wouldn’t you stand no chance?” Sirin had expected Enoxia to coax or pressure her into compliance—anything but this indifferent response.

“I’ve told you before—I won’t force you to do anything. My desire to eliminate the Herrscher of Ice is my own. It shouldn’t be imposed on you. Besides, fighting a Herrscher is inherently risky. Avoiding that risk isn’t wrong. You’re a Herrscher, not a Schicksal Valkyrie. You have no obligation to suppress the Honkai or protect anyone.”

Sirin was stunned.

“But you said it’s strong!”

“It is. Without you, I’ll have to expend far more effort. The cost of victory will be several times higher.” Enoxia sighed, a trace of resignation in her expression.

“Then… what’s the worst-case scenario?”

“That depends on its strength. The Herrscher of Ice… in the worst case, the entire Eurasian continent could vanish. Billions would perish. But even then, you and Bella could escape safely with the power of the Void.”

Enoxia soon left, leaving Sirin standing motionless in the snow. From her adoption by Schicksal to becoming a test subject in Babylon Tower, she had grown accustomed to being forced into action. Yet Enoxia, despite needing her help, always respected her will—not even attempting to persuade her.

“Why does she treat me like this?” The question lingered in Sirin’s mind.

If Enoxia wanted to study her unique constitution, there was no need to hand over other Herrscher cores and empower her further—even if she wasn’t aligned with Schicksal.

But when Sirin had vowed to slaughter Schicksal’s forces, Enoxia hadn’t stopped her like that short, white-haired girl. Instead, she had fervently supported her. Clearly, she wasn’t some kind-hearted saint.

“We’ve only known each other for a few days, yet she unconditionally supports my desires—even when they harm others. Why?”

It never crossed her mind that Enoxia’s support stemmed largely from personal motives.

The more she pondered, the more frustrated she became. A suffocating weight pressed on her chest, as if a stone had lodged itself in her heart.

Seeing her distress, Bella—still new to rational thought—stepped forward and knelt before Sirin.

“Bella, what are you doing?” Sirin was startled.

“My Queen… You seem to need an outlet. If you don’t mind… you can vent your frustrations on me.” Bella closed her eyes as Sirin reached toward her.

But instead of pain, she felt a gentle touch atop her head. Opening her eyes, she saw Sirin stroking her hair with unexpected tenderness, sending an unfamiliar warmth through her.

“Hm? Bella, get up.”

Reluctantly, Bella obeyed. Sirin then imitated Enoxia, pressing close and running her hands over Bella’s body. The cool, smooth texture soothed her agitation.

Now it was Bella’s turn to be surprised. Though confused, she adjusted her posture carefully to avoid accidentally poking Sirin with her draconic horns.

While Sirin seemed to treat Bella like a stress-relief toy, Bella could tell she was holding back—there was no discomfort, only quiet reassurance.

Watching Sirin’s mood gradually improve, Bella smiled from the heart.

“I’m glad I could ease your worries, My Queen.”

Meanwhile

“Damn it! Siberia’s too vast, and the surveillance coverage is limited. Not to mention, some feeds are already down thanks to these Honkai beasts.” Enoxia scowled at the pixelated footage before slamming her fist into the digital space in frustration.

Schicksal would carpet-bomb all of Siberia within hours. If she used her authority to stop them, countless more would die to the Honkai beasts instead.

“Time’s running out. I need to locate Cocolia and Alexandra—and fast.” Originally, the two had been saved by Cecilia, but with the altered timeline, encountering Honkai beasts would be a death sentence. And if they died, the futures of both Seele and Bronya would collapse.

Bronya was obvious—if her mother died before her birth, she’d never exist. If Cocolia perished, the orphanage would fall apart. Seele might survive if found by Schicksal due to her Stigma, but Otto would likely subject her to inhumane experiments.

“Tch. Finding two specific people in this satellite garbage is near impossible… Wait!”

Just as she was about to give up, a military vehicle in one feed caught her eye. The image was blurry, but the woman in the back seat had a distinctive drill-shaped hairstyle—unmistakable.

“That location… What a coincidence. But I have to hurry.” Enoxia swiftly transferred to the nearest electronic device.