Chapter 611

82

Chapter 82 The Fox Girl's Summoning.

"Cocolia Rand, the current Great Guardian, has devoted over a decade to removing the Stellaron that brought the cold wave and the Fragmentum, rescuing Belobog from seven hundred years of despair."

"However, she also felt deeply guilty about the policies of sealing off the lower districts and oppressing the frontline guards for many years. She felt ashamed to face the people and unable to continue serving as the Great Guardian. Now, this hero who saved Belobog has requested to be exiled to the Ice Plains to fight for Belobog against the ancient enemies frozen beneath the ice."

"She is a solitary fighter who perseveres, a visionary leader."

"Before she went to the battlefield with a mindset of sacrifice, she left me a letter. I think these words were also written to Belobog, so I am reading them to you all here."

In the crowded central square, in front of the giant ice crystal sculpture, Bronya Rand, who had officially assumed the position of Great Guardian, gazed affectionately at the people before her and opened the letter in her hand.

The first City Builder led their people to resist the cold wave, and Belobog stood firm against the wind and snow for seven hundred years. Now, the Fragmentum is advancing, the people are exhausted, and Belobog is at a critical moment of survival. At this time, the officials in the city work tirelessly, and the iron guards on the front line risk their lives. All this is because they are grateful for the kindness of the City Builder of the past, and therefore they entrust their trust to the Great Guardian.

We must listen widely to the opinions of the people and uphold the virtue of those City Builder, putting the people first. We cannot close ourselves off from the people's expectations. We should treat our close advisors, frontline guards, and city residents equally. Anyone who commits a crime or makes a contribution should be rewarded or punished according to the law. We cannot show favoritism or disregard the fairness of the law.

Intelligence officer Pela, garrison commander Gepard, civilian mechanic Silval, lower district Natasha... these are all loyal, honest, and highly capable individuals. Trust them and make the most of their talents. Consult them on all matters, large and small, within the city before taking action; this will surely fill any gaps and achieve better results.

The captains of the Iron Guard are all well-versed in military affairs and have proven their capabilities through long-term combat. Military matters should be discussed with them to ensure harmony within the Iron Guard and maximize its strength.

Appointing capable and virtuous officials, and being fair and caring for the people, are the keys to Belobog's unity.

I was once a nameless beggar, sleeping among garbage and scrambling for food with stray dogs, merely seeking to survive on the streets, never considering honor or mission. The previous Great Guardian, undeterred by my filth and crudeness, personally carried me into Kriper Castle ...

I'm sorry, Prime Minister from my distant hometown.

Since your skill level is so high, please allow me to borrow a bit of your talent for now.

Anqi Faction together and sincerely apologized to the unknown distance.

But in any case, the letter was very effective.

Having eliminated the terrifying threat of the Stellaron, no one can say that Cocolia, the Great Guardian, did a poor job, especially since she abdicated and was exiled. Therefore, for the new Great Guardian, Bronya, both the Upper and Lower Districts are left with only obedience and expectation.

"I hereby announce that the lower-level areas are officially liberated from this day forward!"

It's somewhat like the late emperor leaving behind a corrupt official for the new emperor to kill to establish his authority; although it's not the same thing, the actual effect is similar.

When Bronya announced the decision, the crowd's enthusiasm clearly rose to a new level.

She has passed this test and officially accepted the crown and responsibility of the Great Guardian.

At the same time, in a corner café, Ninti held her coffee cup and sighed expressionlessly.

"Well!"

"Hmm? Ninti, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, it's just that the plan has been changed at the last minute."

Ninti didn't explain to the confused Welt, but just looked at the crowd sullenly.

Aha's sudden appearance was like a blow to the head, clearly reminding the Anqi Faction that they still had a very long way to go in the universe.

They suddenly stopped their plan to create an interstellar enclave and secretly send talented people from their hometowns here to develop their careers.

Let's wait a little longer.

[Although even after some time, the Star God will still be the Star God, and not so easy to catch up with... Anyway, let's slow down; after all, we have unlimited time.]

Anqi Faction decided to learn the virtues of the long-lived races of Teyvat.

Thinking about it carefully, they've only just begun to establish themselves in interstellar society. The pace of life before was too fast, so this time they subconsciously pursued speed, forgetting that the Interstellar World is a vast map billions of times larger than all the previous worlds combined.

This is clearly too hasty.

Xianzhou, Company, Bountiful Believers, Antimatter Legion, Memory of Lumina, Masked Fool... The Interstellar World is too complex. Even without considering the Star Gods, Anqi Network is far from being able to thrive here.

So why rush to open the passage?

Releasing more talented individuals would at most add a few more Emanator- level combatants; what substantial benefit would that bring to the Anqi Faction?

'The more hasty you are, the more likely you are to make mistakes. Think it over again. The Solar System is always the most important; we can't act rashly without careful consideration.'

Ninti lowered her head, swirled her coffee cup, and gradually calmed down.

Although the plan was halted just before the harvest was in sight, it wasn't a pity. With Anqi Faction's abilities, taking over a planet was a piece of cake; these few days of scriptwork were practically no cost, especially considering the unexpected benefit of the Elation Emanator. So what was there to regret?

Rather, it's more accurate to say that Aha's appearance was like a brilliant move by Jingcai Mei behind the Immortal Venerable's back, successfully bringing the Anqi Faction to their senses and making them humble and cautious. This was actually a good thing.

"Well..."

In the world of memories, Violet, who had just left the train, shook her head and sighed.

We're all like Anqi, so we share the same feelings; we're all feeling a bit conflicted right now.

After sighing, Violet picked up her suitcase and continued on her way.

The world of memory is colorful and irregular, which represents the complexity of memory after it has been materialized.

Violet has been a messenger for some time now. She has gradually come to understand that not every Pathwalker can freely roam the Memory World. Even those who are Memory Weaver of the [Memory of Lumina] mostly need to change their life form to do so.

This proves that Violet exceptionally talented, and her understanding and practice of destiny far surpasses that of most Pathwalker.

Because of this, she recently met several other Memory Weaver, and they all warmly invited her to join [The Memory of Lumina].

"Is it not a good idea to keep refusing?"

As Violet walked, she considered whether she should simply take the opportunity to infiltrate this prestigious faction.

Suddenly, she turned her head to look in a certain direction.

"Someone crushed my flowers. Could it be a new guest?"

As mentioned earlier, not every Memory Pathwalker possesses Violet's abilities. Those Memory Weaver can do the same are members of major factions and cannot be commanded by just anyone.

Thus, Violet gradually gained fame.

Who could refuse a distinguished Pathwalker to write and deliver letters for them?

The violets distributed by Violet began to circulate among the stars, showing a tendency to become rare treasures.

Let's go take a look.

Violet had no reason to refuse a customer's request, especially since she was also looking to change her mood.

So she walked toward the direction where the flower had been crushed, stepping across the gap between the Memory World and the real world.

"Auto Memory Doll, Violet Evergarden, it's an honor... Huh?"

"There's no time to explain, Miss Messenger. Can you transport someone to the Memory World?"

"I'm sorry, ordinary people cannot go to that dimension. Why is there such a strong tremor here? Have you encountered any danger, guest?"

"Then I beg you to help me convey this message to Yukong of the Luofu Xianzhou..."

Then, the powerful destructive energy tore apart the spaceship's hull, instantly destroying everything in its path.

In the rush, Violet only had time to hug the anxious, long-haired fox girl tightly, turn her back, and bear all the impact herself.

"Boom!!!"

Almost instantly, Violet recognized that this must have been the work of the Antimatter Legion.

At the same time, she watched as her only possessions—her beloved Small Parasol, her suitcase, and the Classical Typewriter inside—all disintegrated in the turbulent energy flow.

At that moment, Violet, holding the fox girl in her arms, widened her eyes, and her fists hardened instantly.

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83

Chapter 83 brought tears to my eyes.

Let's rewind ten minutes.

"One gift bag, two gifts, three gifts... and most importantly, a gift for our dear Yukong Soarer!"

Tingyun cupped her face in her hands, her complexion as radiant as a peach blossom, and smiled dreamily.

Yukong Kong is not only her superior, but also her idol, the star she admires and pursues. So other gifts are fine, but Yukong's gift has to be prepared with utmost care.

Yet, amidst her longing and daydreams, the cunning and bright little fox girl couldn't help but sigh softly.

"Times are changing, and so is the Xianzhou. One day, this colossal vessel will grow utterly weary of the skies of blood and fire. At that time, the Astral Express Department will be your stage... Yukong Soarer, your expectations are perhaps too heavy. What virtue or ability does Tingyun possess to succeed you?"

The previous captains of the Astral Express Department were all formidable figures who had fought their way through countless trials, while Tingyun was merely a shrewd and worldly-wise merchant guild leader, not adept at political maneuvering. Could someone like her truly shoulder such a heavy responsibility?

Tingyun shook her head with a wry smile, putting aside these self-doubts for the time being. If that was Yukong's decision, then she would do her utmost to fulfill it. As for whether it would work or not, only time would tell.

"Besides souvenirs, I didn't expect to find some interesting local specialties. With these, I should be able to make a small profit. And also... the legendary Crystal Violet Flower."

Tingyun took out the crystal-clear flower from the exquisite wooden box, which looked like a carefully crafted work of art.

"As long as you cherish longing, crushing this object will summon an elegant, beautiful, and unfathomable messenger who will deliver your thoughts to any corner of the universe... even to the most desolate places where spacetime is warped, she can deliver them with ease."

Tingyun murmured the legend behind this beautiful flower, holding it in her hand and slowly rotating it, observing it carefully, but she couldn't discern any mystery.

"If the rumors are true, he's probably a Memory Pathwalker with unimaginable power? That's amazing. A single thought can allow him to freely traverse galaxies. If he could use that for business, it would be incredible..."

Thud--

Suddenly, the earth shook violently, as if the room were experiencing an earthquake.

However, Tingyun knew she was inside the spaceship, so such a tremor could only mean that an accident had occurred.

What happened?

"Miss Tingyun, we have been attacked by an unknown force!"

"Port out of control, starboard protection system malfunctioned, this is bad, get out of the way!"

Rumble--

Tingyun rushed into the control room, but before she could figure out what was going on, the series of impacts left her dizzy and disoriented.

When things finally stabilized, almost every interface window on the control panel was flashing a red alarm.

"How's the Star Chariot doing? Can it still break through?"

"Stop... Miss Tingyun, the situation is dire! The outer shell is severely damaged, and the defense system is essentially destroyed... It's the Antimatter Legion! Antimatter Legion energy detected!"

"Send a distress signal immediately!"

"It's already been sent, but the signal is blocked, it's useless!"

The piercing alarms blared incessantly, the vibrations and shaking intensified, and even those in the main control room could feel the tearing and groaning of the spaceship's hull.

Tingyun heard one bad news after another, and her pitiful little face grew paler and paler.

'Am I going to die here? Father, Mother, Yukong Soaring...'

However, beneath her gentle and peaceful exterior, Tingyun is not weak at all, as she is appreciated by Yukong Kong, who has seen countless people.

The tearful expression quickly disappeared, replaced by a resolute look.

"Hold on as long as possible and look for a chance to break through. At the very least, get the news out so the Xianzhou knows what we've encountered and can avenge us!"

"Yes!"

After calming down a bit, Tingyun suddenly placed her hand on her chest, thinking of the Crystal Flower she had unconsciously tucked into her bosom.

"Click!"

Without hesitation, she took out the precious Crystal Flower and crushed it.

In just a few breaths, the light and shadow blurred before my eyes, and the legendary messenger girl appeared before me.

"Auto Memory Doll Service, Violet Evergarden."

Just as in the legends, she was far more beautiful, elegant, and pure than the Crystal Flower that was a work of art, as if Funeral Hall from a famous painting had stepped into reality.

Unfortunately, ordinary people cannot enter the world of memories.

She gave the same disappointing reply as expected, but Tingyun had no time to feel down. She was just eager to have the messenger deliver her final message, to give her family an explanation, and to give Xianzhou a warning.

"Guest, be careful!"

Tingyun's flustered words were interrupted by a warm hug.

The air was filled with the delicate and refreshing floral scent emanating from the young girl.

Those metal arms, which brought an irresistible sense of solid restraint, strangely brought a sense of peace at this moment.