Scylla: Aren't Descenders All Like That Traveler? How Could...

"Um, is anyone there—?"

"Why is the shop so empty? Where did all the customers and clerks Paimon saw just now go?"

In the projection above the meeting area, which was used to monitor the shop,

a fluffy white head suddenly poked through the doorway.

There was no need to see her whole appearance. To everyone present, that highly distinctive tone and manner of speaking already revealed the visitor's identity.

Although time flowed much faster in the dream world than in reality, meaning there was no need to respond in such a hurry, both Lin Feng and Scylla knew that this conversation had reached its end.

"..."

"As you can see, a new guest has arrived. I need to go out and greet her."

"I don't think you would gain anything by continuing this conversation. After all, I've already said nearly everything I currently have to say."

"If you truly want some advice, then the only personal reminder I can offer is to try focusing on the life before you."

"A heartless machine may seem to have no weaknesses, but after losing the drive brought by emotions, its potential to create miracles is far inferior to that of a complete 'person.'"

"Just as you said, your master cannot be defeated through hard training alone. With such a goal in mind, the rate at which a machine improves is nowhere near enough."

"Besides, even if you eventually manage to discard all your emotions, if I'm not mistaken, as your rejection of your inner self gradually deepens, your progress and growth should also be slowly falling into stagnation."

He beckoned over the little Scylla in the distance, who was currently telling Nahida about how she had once been knocked unconscious by a lizard's tongue while trying to catch it as a child.