Black Swan's Request Before She Leaves

This time, however, it wasn't just the breeze that carried the song, but also Gwen's spiritual power that enveloped the entire homeland of the Halovian.

A cheerful song resounded throughout the Halovian, and illusory figures quietly appeared, gradually fading away under the hope in the song.

As Gwen watched all this unfold, he quietly merged into the clear, melodious singing, feeling the beauty of his soul being cleansed by this hope...

Not far behind the two, Sunday and Black Swan, who could also see this scene, listened to the cheerful singing and watched the gradually fading phantom, and couldn't help but feel a sense of surprise.

Even the Memory User, who travel through many worlds in search of beautiful Remembrance, and the young head of the Penacony Oak Family Lineage, had never witnessed this scene.

After an unknown amount of time, Robin was about to start singing again Gwen pressed down on the microphone in his hand, and he realized that he seemed to have been singing for a long time.

Immersed in its song, the Robin paid no heed to its slightly hoarse voice, but instead looked expectantly at Gwen—

"Gwen, they..."

"Yes, they've all left..."

Seeing the expectation in the girl's tired eyes, Gwen gently.

"Um..."

Having received the answer she wanted, the exhausted girl collapsed as if all her strength had been drained, leaning against Gwen's shoulder again, but with a relaxed smile on her lips.

"Um?"

Just as Gwen was about to soothe the girl's fatigue, he suddenly raised an eyebrow.

"What's wrong?"

The Robin immediately looked up at Gwen.

"They... seem to have a gift for you—"

Gwen, his Cosmo slowly igniting, a golden halo rising in his palm as he carefully gathered what remained after the phantoms had departed.

Finally, the golden light dissipated, and a slightly ethereal feather appeared in Gwen.

"This is the last trace they left in this world, and also a gift to you for conveying hope to them."

Gwen held the feather in his hand to the Robin and explained softly.

"Um..."

Holding the illusory feather with utmost care, the Robin gazed intently, as if looking at its kin whom it had never met before.

A moment later, to Gwen's astonishment, the illusory feather split into two identical feathers, at the cost of becoming even more illusory.

"This is something we did together, so you should definitely have a share too!"

Holding the two feathers in its hands, Robin presented them to Gwen, its eyes bright as spring.

"Good."

Gwen did not refuse, and smiled as he picked up one of them.

However, before Gwen could examine it closely, the illusory feather quietly transformed into faint particles of light and merged into Gwen's body.

At the same time, the illusory feather in the Robin's hand also underwent the same change.

"Gwen, I think I heard them saying thank you to me..."

The Robin, sensing that the feather hadn't gone far, rested its little head on Gwen's shoulder again, squinting its eyes as it shared its feelings, its relaxed voice tinged with a hint of joy.

"Um..."

Gwen, who hadn't heard a thank you but had received something else, nodded slightly.

Soon, the exhausted Robin began to breathe evenly, its lips slightly upturned, as if it were having a beautiful dream.

Meanwhile, the Black Swan, who had witnessed everything, clapped silently, carefully preserving the scene it had just witnessed.

Sunday, who had also witnessed everything, remained silent, only looking at the sleeping girl with kind eyes.

When Sunday's gaze fell upon Gwen, who was nestled close to his sister, his expression, though equally serious, held a hint of less wariness than before.

"Someone who can do something like this with Robin... he can't be that kind of person... right?"

However, although he saw his sister share the illusory feather with him without hesitation, Sunday ultimately decided to investigate Gwen's origins thoroughly and find time to have a serious talk with his sister.

The Robin remained asleep until it left the crash site of the Halovian's homeland.

Before even asking the Black Swan to help bring the Robin back on Sunday, Gwen had already picked the Robin up in a Princess carry.

The Robin naturally wrapped its arms around Gwen's neck and nestled in his Gwen.

Seeing this, a certain emotion quietly rose within Sunday, causing her fragile trust in Gwen to crumble abruptly. She resolved to have a good talk with this mysterious friend...

Chapter 501 The Black Swan's Request Before Departure

"Gwen, Mr. Sunday ..."

After escorting the Robin back to its cabin, the Black Swan suddenly called out, stopping Gwen and Sunday, who were feeling a strange tension between them.

"On this planet, I have gained a Remembrance worth treasuring."

Therefore, I want to stay on this planet and wander around; perhaps I can gain something new.

Now, I must take my leave of you all.

"Um?

Black Swan, didn't you say you really wanted to visit Penacony?

Upon hearing this, Gwen asked in surprise.

"Of course I will go to Penacony, my dream destination."

But for me, our planet also holds Remembrance worth cherishing.

I just hope that when I go to Penacony in the future, I can ask Mr. Sunday for a favor.

Seeing Gwen's puzzled look, the Black Swan covered her mouth and smiled, her bright eyes filled with a hint of inscrutable amusement.

"Penacony welcomes every traveler who enters the country through legitimate channels."

On Sunday, he gave a formulaic smile and a formulaic answer.

"Then, I look forward to seeing you again in Penacony."

Having received the answer she wanted, the Black Swan's smile widened, and she presented a tarot card.

Immediately, the Black Swan's gaze shifted to Gwen beside her, and she said with a smile:

"I also hope that when we meet again, you will be able to lower your guard against me a little."

"Prying into other people's minds and Remembrance is not a good habit."

Looking at the Black Swan's gentle smile, as if she were suggesting he put on an extra layer of clothing, Gwen and offered a gentle reminder.

"After all, seeing some people's Remembrance could cause trouble."

Although the game P has a somewhat abstract meaning, it also illustrates the dangers encountered by the Black Swan when trying to peer into the mind of a certain anonymous Sea Ranger.

"If that's the case, it's still a Remembrance worth treasuring..."

Despite Gwen's advice, Black Swan, who had absolute confidence in her memetic nature, remained smiling.

"Gwen, can you bring me this precious Remembrance?"

"... It's best not to."

Gwen shook his head decisively.

"At least for now, there is something in my heart that you absolutely cannot look at directly."

"If we release him, this planet will probably be doomed."

If you really run into your Inner Demon, Black Swan with its small size wouldn't even be enough to fill a tooth gap.

"Oh, so that means it's okay from now on?"

Upon hearing this, the Black Swan's eyes lit up, and instead of being worried, she was delighted.

"...

You're really persistent.

Seeing this, Gwen sighed helplessly—

"To reiterate, my Remembrance is not a good movie."

I will at most share a portion of it with my family and friends.

As for outsiders spying... well... they'll have to bear the consequences themselves.

In the end, Gwen clenched his fist without any hesitation, the meaning of which was self-evident.

"That's quite a statement with a clear stance..."

Seeing this, the Black Swan's beautiful face remained unchanged with a smile, and she held a tarot card between her right index and middle fingers, offering it to Gwen once more—

"In that case, may I ask you to take it with you?"

Could you perhaps consider it as bringing my eyes along?

"It's a good suggestion, but having multiple pairs of eyes on your body is still a bit scary."

Gwyn accepted the tarot cards from the Black Swan without ceremony, then skillfully modified and stored them in his system space, Gwen smile undiminished.

"Besides, I have quite a few secrets, so I need to be somewhat aware of keeping things confidential..."

"I see..."

The Black Swan, unsurprised by the outcome, sighed softly, a hint of helplessness tinged with his smile...

"In that case, I can only hope that I can get you to open up next time we meet..."

"..."

Gwen, who felt he must be seeing a ghost in the Black Swan's eyes, remained silent for a moment, then his smile faded and he said in a deep voice,

"Then when you get the Remembrance you want, you might have to lose something else..."

"Equivalent exchange?"

"Hmm, good principle."

With a smile and a word of praise, the Black Swan's figure faded away as quickly as a drop of ink in the ocean, disappearing from Gwen's sight.

"Are all the Memory User in the Memory Nebula this persistent?"

Shaking his head helplessly, Gwen looked at Sunday, who was silent beside him, and asked curiously.

In Gwen's memory, compared to the company and the Xianzhou, the Memory Nebula is still in a relatively mysterious stage. The only characters who left an impression on him were the Black Swan who had just left, the one who drove the Abyss on the train, and the one who entered the Solar System to find Kiana in the near future but was rejected. Compared to the descriptions of Remembrance factions such as the Incinerator, it seems to be relatively easy to talk to.

"Memory Nebula..."

Upon hearing Gwen's question, Sunday paused slightly, pondered for a moment, and then slowly shook his head.

"I'm sorry, I don't know enough about them either."

However, based on some information circulating within the family, it would be best if you kept some distance from these Memory User.

"Thanks for the reminder. I can understand. There are always people who go to extremes in everything."

But once you go to extremes, problems will inevitably arise...

Gwen shrugged, not taking it too seriously.

When we meet again, he will definitely have overcome his Inner Demon.

I want to peek into the Remembrance of a fourth-tier being who has awakened the Light of the Mind...

Perhaps trying to find a Remembrance Emanator some hope?

"That's true..."

Upon hearing Gwen's words, Sunday paused for a moment, then nodded slightly in agreement.

However, Sunday quickly remembered what he had originally planned to do and swiftly adjusted his mindset—

"Speaking of which, I should thank Gwen for helping the Robin sing a final song for the lingering images of those people."

If you don't mind, how about we find a place to have a drink?

"To be honest, you've helped the Robin several times, and I myself have been saved by your kindness, yet I haven't had a chance to properly thank you, which is truly impolite."

"Certainly."