Robin's Unease / Phantom Feathers in the Flames

The newly discovered Earth Marrow vein is being systematically mined, and a large surplus is expected in a short period of time...

Gwen helped her a lot, even giving Belobog new hope, but she couldn't help him much. Even in that kind of situation, Cocolia felt that she had gotten the better deal.

After all, she was indeed relaxed now, while Gwen had provided both manpower and effort.

And the only thing she could help with...

The only Cocolia could think of was the Earth Marrow ore that Gwen had once been interested in.

"Oh...

Thank you for your kind offer, but Belobog needs them more...

"Hmm... if I have enough money, then I'll borrow some for now."

Gwen suddenly changed his mind halfway through his sentence—

Back then, with limited strength and narrow vision, there wasn't much we could see. Now, with further research, perhaps we can gain different insights.

After all, it is something that is suspected to be related to that Amber King.

Even if it's just a worthless stone, there are still things in it that can give Gwen a lot of inspiration.

Furthermore, Gwen could also seek help from Sasha in this regard, borrowing the wisdom of the Goddess...

Chapter 837 The Robin's Unease

"Take care of yourself..."

Cocolia personally led Gwen to extract a warehouse full of refined Earth Marrow ore, and as she looked at Gwen, a hint of melancholy crept into her voice.

Although Gwen had made many preparations, Cocolia didn't think that Gwen would fight his enemy to the death when there was no hope of victory, there were still some things that Gwen showed during this meeting that made Cocolia feel uneasy.

"Heh, shouldn't I get a farewell kiss now?"

Since there was no one around, Gwen didn't mind being a little bolder.

"..."

Upon hearing this, Cocolia rolled her eyes, but seeing that no one was around, she took two steps forward, approached Gwen, and offered her lips, which had just tasted the first taste of love...

After a long silence, Cocolia's breathing became heavy, and her body became somewhat unsteady, but she still lowered her voice and said—

"If you feel too much pressure during this time... you can come to me..."

"Um?"

Gwen raised an eyebrow and flicked his finger across her palm—

"The same as you...

I'm always ready to oblige...

"Cough..."

Cocolia coughed awkwardly, trying to keep a straight face, but a slight blush still crept onto her face.

Until we meet again—

Gwen smiled, waved his hand, and left with a flourish.

As Gwen's robes slowly fell away, his tall figure disappeared from Cocolia's sight, causing her to sigh.

Even though she believed there was little romantic love between them, and that it was more of a fleeting desire or even some calculation, she couldn't help but sigh at the scene before her.

This parting... I wonder if we'll ever meet again.

But the next moment, Cocolia's melancholy vanished.

Looking at the emoticons on the interface that only she could see, Cocolia all the melancholy she had just felt had been given to Bronya.

After teasing Cocolia, who was probably feeling a bit melancholy, Gwen asked about the progress of Velvie and Vita, and then contacted Sasha to send her a batch of samples of Earth Marrow ore.

While it's hard to say that something at this level has any research value, it may, after all, originate from another great being, so it wouldn't hurt to study it.

After dealing with these matters, Gwen accompanied Izanami to make up for today's training.

Just as Gwen was about to take a nap, he received an unexpected invitation—

"Gwen, do you have time now? Would it be convenient for you to come to Penacony now?"

"Of course, is something wrong with Penacony?"

Gwen, who was just about to take a short rest to recharge, sat up straight in bed and asked while changing his clothes.

No, no...

I'm sorry, I spoke a little too hastily, and I may have caused you to misunderstand.

The Robin seemed to gather its thoughts before continuing—

"Penacony is still dealing with the same problems as before, and there hasn't been any new major crisis, which is why I had to ask you for help."

"I just want to see you personally, but I'm not sure if it will be too much trouble for you..."

"Oh?

"Of course, no problem."

Seeing the Robin's reply, Gwen was relieved and said with a smile—

"Give me two minutes, I'll pack up and we're leaving."

"Good."

The Robin on the other side let out a soft breath, then looked solemnly at its palm—

She held a phantom feather in her palm; it was the very token they had obtained together from the ancestral land of the Halovian.

However, at this moment, that feather was radiating a bright halo.

This feather usually emits a soft glow, which is not unusual, but the light it radiated at this moment made the Robin slightly uneasy—

Looking at the shimmering light of its feathers, the Robin always unconsciously thinks of the firewood in a campfire, as if a flame will ignite at any moment, only to burn it all away after a brief moment of glory.

This unfounded association made the Robin restless and unable to sleep, and eventually he went to Gwen—

They obtained the feather together, and Gwen had the other half that had split off from the same feather, which made Robin wonder if something had gone wrong with Gwen, giving her this bad feeling.

You should know that the Halovian are born with a unique sensory ability.

Just as the Robin was frowning and guessing, a familiar application popped up.

After the Robin agreed, the air in front of her distorted, and a figure slowly emerged from blur to clarity, quickly transforming into Gwen's figure.

"It's been a while, Robin."

After waving hello, Gwen, noticing the lingering melancholy in the Robin's brow, quickly suppressed his smile and softly asked—

"Bad mood?"

Penacony is a special world that exists between reality and dreams. In recent years, it has gradually become a highly sought-after event, with tickets being extremely difficult to obtain.

However, as the best friend and savior of the newly appointed head of the Oak Family Lineage, Gwen had no such worries.

"Um..."

Faced with Gwen's gentle questioning, the Robin did not hide anything and nodded slightly.

I feel a bit uneasy today.

Gwen was the one who had seen her at her most vulnerable, the one who helped her through that time, the one who shared life and death with her, and the one who received gifts from her deceased tribe. With Gwen, the Robin could directly express his thoughts.

Tell me about it.

Upon hearing this, Gwen's expression grew Robin to sit down and then sat down in a chair at the table himself.

If Penacony gets into trouble, there's a real chance he could trigger a war Emanator. It would be quite troublesome if he didn't call in reinforcements, so it's best to be cautious.

"Um--

Do you remember this?

The Robin nodded and sat down next to Gwen. Her shapely legs peeked out from the gap in her nightgown, revealing smooth, delicate skin that looked particularly alluring in the soft light.

The Robin's hands, resting on its knees, held the illusory feather.

"Certainly."

Gwen, of course, wouldn't fail to recognize this, and raised his hand to summon his own.

The two feathers appeared together, instantly emitting an even brighter light. The feather in Gwen's hand seemed to be thrown into an invisible flame, radiating an exceptionally bright light, making one wonder if it would ignite at any moment.

"It's beautiful...

It's like it's about to burst into flames...

Looking at the feather in Gwen's hand, the Robin's eyes were somewhat dazed, and he muttered to himself.

"Even if it catches fire, it won't burn."

Upon hearing Gwen, Gwyn chuckled.

"The flames are not set on fire to turn anything to ashes, but to pierce through the boundless darkness and illuminate the myriad mountains and rivers."

"Really?"

The Robin asked the question almost instinctively, but the Halovian girl shook her head slightly the next moment, her two ear feathers swaying gently as well—

"No, if it were you, it would definitely be like this..."

Can you tell me about your plans?

The girl, whose gaze had become clear, stared at Gwen and asked softly.

Chapter 838 Illusory Feathers in the Firelight

"Certainly--"

Although Gwen couldn't fully comprehend the Robin's inner turmoil, he could clearly observe that Robin had recovered from her previous intense state, her breathing was becoming steady, and her eyes were once again focused on contemplation. She was trying to suppress the fear that he couldn't understand, attempting to confront the strange emotions that he didn't know the source of with a calmer and more rational attitude.

After setting up a protective barrier to prevent information leaks, Gwen revealed his entire plan, concealing only the necessary details.

The Robin listened quietly, but occasionally asked two questions, inquiring about some details.

When Gwen got to the core part, the Robin leaned forward slightly, his bright, star-like eyes, now filled with seriousness, fixed on him.

Her brows furrowed slightly, her lips pressed tightly together, and a deep worry shrouded her face.

In other words,

She spoke slowly, her voice carrying a barely perceptible hint of anxiety.

"Gwen, are you almost prepared to face that enemy of civilization called 'Honkai' alone?"

"He is by no means alone—"

Gwen smiled, relaxed and carefree, but a resilient flame quietly ignited deep within his eyes—

"Behind me are thousands of troops, a bulwark forged by countless patriots with their blood, flesh, and faith through countless calamities! It is their final cry from the abyss of despair, the most resolute struggle of life against destruction! What I carry is the sum of all these wills."

He paused, the flame in his eyes now Liaoyuan, his voice carrying the overwhelming power of a commander leading thousands of troops—

"And I am the one who leads these indomitable souls to the final battlefield, the one who will wield the final sword against their destined enemy in their place—"

"Indeed, there are many people standing behind you, whose will stands with yours in the fight against the final enemy."

The Robin's voice was soft and gentle, carrying a heavy sense of acknowledgment, but her gaze did not linger on Gwen. Instead, she lowered her head slightly, her eyes firmly drawn to the object in her palm.

Two feathers lay quietly in her palm, their edges gleaming with a faint golden light under the soft indoor lamplight, surrounded by an undertone reminiscent of a brewing flame.

The girl's long eyelashes drooped, casting a small, thick shadow beneath her eyelids, perfectly obscuring her eyes, which were brimming with complex emotions. It was impossible to discern whether the emotions surging within them were worry, sadness, or some deeper premonition.

Her fingertips unconsciously and extremely gently brushed the edges of the downy feathers, her movements as careful as if touching fragile glass.

"But..."

Her words paused here, like a silent sigh, so low it was almost a whisper, yet it reached Gwen's ears clearly.

"Have you ever considered that the flames born from the endless hatred of civilization... before they consume the enemy, their intense light and heat... might also burn you to ashes?"

The air seemed to freeze for a moment, and Gwen's gaze fell on the two feathers bathed in soft light.

At that moment, a clear and pure light quietly rose from the Robin's palm, like gentle moonlight, attempting to envelop and soothe the two feathers, extinguishing the stubborn, unsettling flame beneath. However, the light flowed across the feather's surface like water, failing to extinguish the fire, but instead making it even brighter.

"Perhaps that's possible."

His voice was steady and powerful, carrying the confidence of a rock and the composure of the sea, frankly acknowledging the existence of that risk.