Sakura's Joy

After feeling solid ground beneath his feet again, Chrono did not feel reassured. Instead, the rage in his chest burned even fiercer. He counted every second until he finally landed again after 3,600 seconds—one full hour. Even when facing Herrschers like natural disasters, he had never been this angry. Blazing flames rose around him, turning the Hyperion's deck into a scorching hell.

Whoosh!

Tables, chairs, sun umbrellas—all of them spontaneously combusted and turned to ash. Zhang Wei frowned. Setting fires everywhere—Chrono was seriously criminal!

"Chrono, please calm down!" Aponia helplessly invoked her Discipline. Even if it made Chrono even angrier, she could not simply watch him continue rampaging.

"..."

"Aponia! I'll kill you! A thousand times, ten thousand times still wouldn't be enough!"

The Discipline took effect, and Chrono stopped his attempt to attack Zhang Wei. Yet his anger only intensified, the killing intent in his eyes nearly tangible. The look in his eyes made it obvious he wanted to slaughter Aponia.

Aponia sighed softly, not angered. Perhaps it was because of the sins she herself bore.

"Chrono, calm down!" Sakura could not help speaking up. Of all people, only she could persuade this hot-tempered fellow. Sure enough, after Sakura spoke, the flames around Chrono dispersed. He snorted coldly and stood off to one side.

The Flame-Chasers exchanged smiles. Sakura's words really did work better. Of course, Aponia's Discipline had also played a crucial role. Otherwise, Chrono would likely have attacked Zhang Wei again.

"The Flame-Chasers really have all sorts of personalities," Kiana could not help remarking. Still, everyone before her could be called heroes.

"Sakura, we have you to thank for stopping Chrono. Otherwise, he would have gotten to experience free fall again."

"Do you want to know about your younger sister?" Zhang Wei asked with a faint smile.

"!!!"

Sakura's pupils abruptly contracted, and her breathing became unusually rapid. Her hand clenched tightly around her sword hilt, while the fur on her long ears stood on end.

The other Flame-Chasers fell silent in unspoken agreement. Sakura had died alongside the Twelfth Herrscher when it appeared, so the memories that came afterward had never had the chance to be recorded in the Elysian Realm. Those who knew the truth had tacitly avoided telling her this sorrowful matter, lest she be unable to bear it. Yet they had not expected it to be brought up today after all. Elysia was the first to speak.

"Sakura, your sister..."

Before Elysia could finish, Sakura interrupted her. Her voice was filled with grief. "Elysia, there's no need to say it. I already knew the ending of the real me, and of my sister."

"You knew?!"

Elysia asked in surprise. Memory Body Sakura had never displayed any heartbroken grief, so they had all assumed that Sakura did not know about it and had never brought it up.

"Yes, I knew. No matter how slow I might be, after all these years in the Elysian Realm, I could still guess what kind of ending it was. It has already happened. There's no need for me to pursue this matter now, is there?" Sakura's voice was heavy with sorrow and bitterness.

Aponia closed her eyes. This matter was inseparably connected to her, and it was one of the sins she had created.

"Captain, what did you want to tell me?" Sakura asked.

"In the Previous Civilization, Sakura's younger sister Ling descended as the Twelfth Herrscher. But perhaps because of the timing, the Divine Key that was ultimately created was only a half-finished product."

Vill-V nodded. As the designer of most Divine Keys, her words carried even more weight. "The Erosion Key was indeed a half-finished product. It should have already been passed down into the Current Civilization by now!"

"Could it be...?" Sakura was no fool. At this moment, she thought of a certain possibility. Her voice trembled as she clenched her fists.

Seeing this, Zhang Wei did not keep her in suspense and nodded. "That's right. In my view, Ling's soul should still exist. If we can extract it, there may still be a chance for her to reappear."

Sakura's eyes slowly widened, her heart overflowing with joy and excitement. The gloom in her eyes vanished completely. Her younger sister was still alive? She still had a chance to see her?

"Where? Where is Sakura's sister now? Please, tell us. I owe you a favor!" Chrono stepped forward, staring fixedly at Zhang Wei. He had cared deeply for Ling too, treating the girl like his own younger sister. He had never asked anyone for anything, but this time, he made an exception.

"Heh." Mobius laughed and poured cold water over him. "Chrono, can you use your brain for once? Even if we knew, what would it change? We're Memory Bodies. We can't leave at all."

"Aren't you, Mobius, supposed to be so amazing? Don't you call yourself the smartest? Yet you can't even get us out temporarily. How laughable!" Chrono immediately mocked her.

"You..."

Mobius gritted her teeth. Her youthful little face turned green, then black. Chrono might look like a brute who only knew how to use his fists, but that was merely because he disdained schemes and tricks. He was not stupid.

Pardo quietly edged farther away. If she stood too close and provoked Chrono, she would become Pardo and Felis. If she provoked Mobius, she would be tied to an operating table as a White Mouse.

Poor kitty. Her status in the Elysian Realm was simply too low.

"Captain big brother, since you brought it up, you must have a solution, right? Please tell us, okay?"

Mobius could not be bothered arguing with a brute like Chrono. Looking at Zhang Wei, she spoke in a youthful yet seductive voice, like poison itself, carrying a dangerous aura. Like a venomous snake, she sent chills down one's spine.

The Flame-Chasers' mouths twitched. They had never seen Mobius like this before. Goosebumps rose all over their bodies. Was there something wrong with their ears? Was this really something they were allowed to hear?

"You're begging me?!" Zhang Wei instantly turned into a mischief-maker, smiling as he looked at Mobius. His stance was clear: as long as she begged him, he would tell them the method.

He wondered whether this sharp-tongued beauty snake Mobius could bend and yield like Herta next door.

"..."

Mobius's mouth twitched. What a twisted sense of humor. She really wanted to tie him up and make him a White Mouse, but she could not beat him. How infuriating. Yet when she saw Sakura's expectant gaze, Mobius softened in an unusually rare moment and said shamefully in a low voice, "Please."

After saying those words, even Mobius's pretty face flushed red with embarrassment. This was so damn socially fatal, especially with so many Flame-Chasers standing around. She even wanted to kill everyone present and erase this dark chapter of history forever.

"Please."

"Please."

The next moment, a string of echoes rang out. Mobius completely lost it. She stiffly turned her head toward that damned Pink Fatty and roared, "E! LY! SIA!"