Honkai Star Rail: Luna Kindred's Joyful Journey
Chapter 238

Theresa: I'm Done Pretending, I'm the Aeon of Binding~

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Herta and the others' questions made the Stellaron Hunters look sheepishly at the cheerfully smiling Theresa.

Theresa smiled and looked around. Aside from the three geniuses—Herta, Ruan Mei, and Screwllum—there were also Asta and Arlan, the Space Station's director and security chief. The rest were all Stellaron Hunters.

She wondered whether it would be amusing to come clean about being the Aeon of Binding and watch the shocked expressions of those three geniuses, Asta, Arlan, and the others.

"Theresa, what should we say?"

March 7th looked at Theresa and asked hesitantly. After all, the key person troubling Herta and the others—the person who had drawn three geniuses to the Space Station—was right here, so March 7th quietly muttered to Theresa.

But the sweet, innocent girl failed to realize that in such a silent environment, her voice was hardly any different from speaking loudly.

As a result, her voice successfully drew Herta and the others' attention.

"March 7th, what are you and Theresa talking about?"

"Could this newly appeared Aeon have something to do with Theresa?"

Worthy of being members of the Genius Society, Herta and the others quickly caught the important information in March 7th's brief words and looked at March 7th and Theresa as they questioned them.

Asta and Arlan also curiously watched the Stellaron Hunters. The changes that had occurred among the Stellaron Hunters during this trip were enormous. What had once been a group with both men and women was now almost entirely made up of beautiful young girls.

Fun! Aha sensed the scent of fun, so Aha came!

At that moment, the red smiling mask at Theresa's left waist suddenly spoke with a laugh. Its cheerful tone startled Herta and the others, and they stared in astonishment at the red smiling mask by Theresa's left hip.

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