“Hehe! It tickles!”

“Tch! Oi, stop moving around.”

In the bathroom, Sigurd was now busy washing Kiana’s hair. Just before they started, Sigurd suddenly realized that it was just washing hair, so he could do it while wearing clothes.

So Sigurd wore his clothes and rolled up his sleeves. Kiana, on the other hand, at least wore her little underwear properly. After all, they would wash it later.

As for the bra on top… she was too young for that.

Anyway, even if she was naked, there was nothing interesting can be seen. Kiana squatted on the bathroom floor, with bubbles on her head, giggling and shrinking her neck.

Sigurd couldn’t understand why she was so happy just by having her hair washed. He rolled his eyes and said, “To be honest, your hair is a bit too long. I suggest you cut it soon.”

“Sig, you’re such a fool. Didn’t I tell you that I won’t look beautiful if I cut it?” Kiana pouted and retorted with a cute, loli voice.

Sigurd carefully rubbed the silver strands of hair, trying to wash every strand from root to tip, and casually asked, “Will it?”

“Of course it will! Sig really doesn’t understand a girl’s mind. You’re a blockhead, a dummy!”

“Keep complaining, and I’ll cancel tonight’s dessert.”

“Aww! Sig! You’re bullying me!” Facing Kiana’s complaints, Sigurd just rolled his eyes and picked up the showerhead. He tested the water temperature with his hand to make sure it was neither cold nor hot, and then said, “Close your eyes, I’m going to rinse it off.”

“Okay.”

Comfortable warm water poured down from the top, washing away the bubbles from Kiana’s head, revealing her waist-length silver hair shimmering under the light. The water flowed smoothly down Kiana’s petite body and onto the floor.

Looking at it, her skin was really fair and tender, like milk. And although she was only twelve or thirteen years old, her curves were starting to show. She was entering a more beautiful phase, the wonderful stage of adolescence.

“Okay, you are done, shoo, now it’s Sin Mal turn.” Sigurd patted her head and made a shooing gesture, showing no attachment.

Kiana pouted, wiggled her little feet, and moved to the side while still squatting. Then, timidly, Sin Mal walked over.

Sigurd glanced at her, faced with a smooth and snowy white scene, his dead fish eyes staring, and said,

“Put on your underwear.”

“…Oh.”

Then, Sin Mal squatted down. As before, Sigurd patiently washed her hair, but this time, there were no meaningless conversations like with Kiana. Nevertheless, Sin Mal, sitting with her hands around her knees, still smiled.

“Sig, are we going to continue the training tomorrow?” Kiana, who was squatting beside her, scratched her little butt through the wet fabric and asked.

Sigurd glanced at her, unaffected, and asked, “What’s the point of training if it’s only for just one day?”

“Then, can we change our coaches? I think that dwarf has a problem.”

“You’re not much taller than her, and as for intelligence… don’t humiliate yourself. She is much smarter than you, furthermore, Bronya has similar experience to what you are having right now, and you can ask Sin Mal for her opinion.”

Before Sin Mal Could answer, Kiana pouted and said in a discouraged tone, “There’s no need to ask. Simbalah, that idiot, was probably bribed by that dwarf at some point. It’s pointless for me to ask her.”

“It’s Sin Mal.” Sigurd corrected on behalf of SIn Mal, who was rolling her eyes, and then looked at Kiana suspiciously and said, “You just don’t like to use your brain, but you do have one right? Shouldn’t you have already remembered such a short name by now?”

“…No, I can’t remember.” Kiana turned her head to the side guiltily and blew a whistle that couldn’t produce any sound.

Thud! Sigurd tapped her head as a punishment. Some foam from Sin Mal’s hair unavoidably got on Kiana’s clean hair. Sigurd took the showerhead and rinsed it off for her, and then he couldn’t be bothered to address the issues between these two.

Anyway, it seems that despite how often they quarrels with each other, they haven’t developed any twisted hatred towards each other. At most, it’s just the squabbles between children, not a big deal.

After washing their hair and instructing them not to fight while bathing, Sigurd walked out of the bathroom.

“Oh, by the way, Dr. Tesla just messaged me, saying that someone wants to see you in the nearby woods.” Cocolia walked towards them with a hint of worry, glancing at the bathroom door.

After all, there were too many stimulating scenarios that could be imagined with a male and two females who had previously shared a bed. Cocolia couldn’t help but be concerned.

Sigurd wiped his hands with a dry towel and casually asked, “How long ago?”

“About three minutes ago?”

“How did you respond to her?”

“Just… I just told her the truth.” Cocolia blinked her eyes.

Sigurd glanced at her and simply said, “Tell Bronya to let Kiana and Sin Mal know that I’m busy and they don’t have to wait for me for dinner. Also, you should come with me.”

“You want me to come too?”

“I know that you are a girl with many ulterior motives and schemes hiding behind your actions. Although I don’t really care, I feel more at ease having you with me, just in case you try to do anything funny with the children.”

Although Cocolia’s character was not someone who would harm the children under her care, Sigurd didn’t want to take a gamble.

Cocolia, who heard Sigurd’s words, goes silent.

“…”

What ulterior motive could she have? She was most afraid of the information about the Titan unit she possessed being leaked after Sigurd had rendered it useless.

Until she fully understood and mastered the cold fusion technology and could independently produce Titan robots in the Research Department, Cocolia didn’t have the confidence to show herself in public.

After all, the people she had offended and those she could cooperate with were not kind-hearted individuals. Cocolia could only speculate that the person who wanted to meet Sigurd was most likely Siegfried.

She had no qualification to advise him, but as Kiana’s father and a formidable person who could live freely despite being on the Schicksal’s Most Wanted list, Siegfried should be able to persuade Sigurd, right? So Cocolia’s reply message was slightly exaggerated.

On one hand, she hoped that Siegfried could prevent Sigurd from targeting the girls in the orphanage, and more importantly, she didn’t want him to cause casualties at such a young age!

Following the instructions given by the other party, both Sigurd and Cocolia arrived in the forest. Moonlight illuminated the snowy ground, emitting a frosty white radiance that made it feel even colder.

“Cocolia, Ask Dr. Tesla when they will arrive.”

“Three…”

“Three minutes?”

“Two… one… That’s what she replied.”

As soon as Cocolia finished speaking, a gentle breeze suddenly swept through the calm forest. Then, several figures stepped on the white snow and approached slowly.

Sigurd narrowed his eyes slightly. The information feedback from his drone indicated that there had been no signs of their presence until now.

Did they appear suddenly? Or did they use some advanced concealment technique? In any case, it was a method that Sigurd was not yet familiar with, and it piqued his interest.

Among the people, there wasn’t much to say about Siegfried except that he had an additional black mechanical arm. The blue-haired and red-haired beauties, Einstein and Tesla, need no further introduction. The man leading them wore a turtleneck sweater, a gray coat, and glasses, with a gentle smile on his handsome face. He exuded a comforting aura—Welt Yang, the renowned contemporary Lord of Anti-Entropy!

“Dr. Tesla, Dr. Einstein, Siegfried, and this person– is this the Lord of Anti-Entropy, Welt Yang? I’ve heard your name before, but if I remember correctly, I should only be looking for Siegfried, right?”

“The… Anti-Entropy Lord!?” Before the person on the other side could respond, Cocolia took a step back in succession.

Oh god, did she really come to the right place? The person before her was the true leader of Anti-Entropy, one of the Triumvirates of Anti-Entropy, including her own direct superior!

If she could establish a connection with them, why bother with the radical faction? She could just lean on these powerful figures and steadily rise in the conservative faction, right?!