Someone in Izumo, Making Honkai Great Again

Sirin's monstrous face looked at Kiana, wanting to speak but stopping. Because Kiana was her savior, she didn't misunderstand, but she still felt it was strange.

"Is it that obvious?" Kiana scratched her head sheepishly and said, "The more ghosts I kill, the stronger I become. If you put it that way, you'll understand why I was a bit excited, right?"

The more ghosts you kill, the stronger you get?

Sirin thought of the curse of the Oni Gods. The deeper the body's Oniification, the greater the power that could be unleashed.

But the risk of losing control would also increase.

Was she going to use her own health, constantly slaying ghosts and becoming stronger, to exchange for others' right to live?

"Actually..."

Chapter 39: A Generous Benefactor!

"Individual strength cannot change the tide of the battlefield."

Sirin wanted to persuade her to give up. After all, she was her savior, and she didn't want to see the white-haired girl in front of her again.

Her face completely lost its smile, and things that shouldn't belong to humans grew on her body.

"Unless that person is..." She paused here, then lowered her head: "A wielder of Imperial Blades, like me."

"Imperial Blades? Like the Narukami that Yae Sakura took away yesterday?"

It was a pity that the system hadn't been activated before, so she didn't know the rank and abilities of 'Narukami'.

Of course, even if she had activated the system, what she saw at that time wouldn't have been the true attributes of 'Narukami'.

Because it was a semi-finished product at the shrine.

Sirin nodded and stated her purpose: "What I'm about to say might not sound pleasant, but instead of disregarding your health and enduring a curse that could cause loss of control in a short period to slay Oni Gods, you should find a way to restore my mobility as soon as possible."

Her words might have been harsh, but they were the truth. In the battle against Takemikazuchi, one would either be a wielder of the Twelve Imperial Blades or... cannon fodder who could die at any moment.

"Healing? I can't do that today, it has to wait until tomorrow," Kiana shook her head.

The healing spray was at most two stars. Even if she bought another bottle, she couldn't upgrade its star rating; it could only restore ammunition.

Besides, healing wasn't as simple as her spraying Sirin again and Sirin being fully revived.

She didn't even know how much more healing Sirin needed before her body could fully recover.

She urgently needed Honkai Crystals now.

"Why does it have to wait until tomorrow?"

Sirin's voice was a little anxious.

"Because I'm out of money."

Kiana refused righteously.

"...How much do you need?"

"I don't need currency, I need energy crystals, the black crystals left behind by Oni Gods after they are killed."

"What are you talking about?" Sirin looked at Kiana with confusion and a strange expression: "What black crystals? Don't the powers of Oni Gods integrate into the blade after they are slain?"

Did others who slew Oni Gods not drop crystal cores? Were they unable to resist the erosion of that power on their blades?

"It's the power of the Oni Gods. I need the blade that contains the Oni God's power, sacrifice it, and then heal you."

"Sacrifice the power of an Oni God?"

Sirin's eyes widened slightly. Izumo had studied Oni Gods for thousands of years, but they hadn't figured out how to extract the power of an Oni God and apply it elsewhere.

As soon as it was extracted, the power within the blade would lose control, then erode the body, turning the person into a mindless monster.

And Oni Gods could be sacrificed?

She had never heard of people sacrificing demons!

"Cough, to save you, I spent..." Kiana really wanted to tell the truth, but looking at Sirin, she thought she couldn't make a losing deal, so she named an exorbitant price: "The energy of ten low-level Oni Gods!"

Let's fleece this pufferfish first!

As she spoke, Kiana nodded: "Bringing you back from the brink of death cost me a lot of effort."

The price of only ten low-level Oni Gods?!

"Heal me!" Sirin looked at Kiana with determined eyes and pleaded, "As long as you are willing to continue healing me, I will repay your kindness tenfold!"

Low-level Oni Gods?

Things that were gone with a casual slash. She could kill as many as she wanted.

Being able to regain her mobility now was more important than anything. She had to return to the battlefield as soon as possible and rejoin the fight.

Although she had always resisted death and wanted to retire on the spot, she would never falter at such a critical juncture when Izumo's survival was at stake!

Kiana's eyes widened.

Tenfold?!

Ten times ten, wouldn't that be a hundred?

A full ten thousand Honkai Crystals!

"Now?"

This business seemed like it could work...

A cost of two hundred, and a return of ten thousand in the blink of an eye. This was a reward that would normally require killing ten beautiful-headed spiders!

Ten thousand crystals were enough for her to pick out a piece of equipment with a maximum rating of four stars to arm herself or Mei.

"Now!"

Sirin looked at her and promised, "You heal me, and no matter the cost, I will repay you tenfold. I swear on the Heavenly Blade!"

She could pay it all back by herself.

If Kiana was in urgent need, she could also retrieve some Demon Blades with extremely severe side effects from the rear and give them to Kiana.

Kiana was going to use them for a sacrifice anyway.

"Deal!"

Kiana's eyes lit up, and she agreed immediately. She opened the equipment store again.

Besides sprays, were there any projectile weapons that could also heal?

It was a good opportunity to diversify her equipment types.

[HECO Healing Potion (1-star): Upon use, creates a healing zone for five seconds. Magazine: 8/8 (Refreshes after 24h)]

Taking out the item, Kiana found herself holding a small bottle filled with blue liquid.

She looked at the healing potion in her hand curiously for a moment. The bottle was small, only about the size of her palm.

"Should I drink it?"

"No."

Kiana smashed the bottle next to the bed where Sirin was lying. The sound of breaking glass rang out. Before Sirin could express her confusion, a healing zone about two meters in diameter enveloped Sirin on the bed.

Sirin raised her hand in the mist.

She could feel her strength returning little by little. This Kiana really had a way to help her recover quickly.

If only this power could be used for...

Before she could think further, another bottle shattered with a crisp sound beside her.

After the healing potion was smashed, the bottle itself would disappear. Otherwise, Kiana would have to find a broom to sweep up the glass shards after she was done.

The effects stacked.

Her recovery speed increased even further.

Sirin gazed intently at Kiana, who was creating miracles.

There were dedicated healers among the Blade Followers in the team, but none of them could achieve such immediate and visible healing effects with just a small bottle smash like Kiana.

No wonder Yae Sakura was so fond of her.

Sirin felt that she too would become fond of Kiana. If she had friends like this, she wouldn't mind having a few more.

Kiana smashed all eight freshly refreshed healing potions, then quietly watched Sirin, who was obscured by green mist, her face completely hidden.

The healing effect only lasted for five seconds.

As soon as the five seconds were up, the healing zone vanished without a trace, as if it had never existed.

"Are your injuries healed?"

Sirin squeezed her hand. Her strength had indeed returned, and her body had recovered about seventy percent. She said, "Eight hundred low-level Oni Gods, right? Can you give me a few more bottles?"

Eighty thousand?!

Kiana almost couldn't maintain her composure. She stiffly nodded, her heart trembling as she bought another healing potion.

However, just as she was about to synthesize a two-star potion, the thought of being a profiteer stopped her.

The purple-haired girl lying on the bed, gazing at her intently, was no longer a pufferfish in her eyes.

Instead...

She was a big spender!

Holding the newly purchased one-star healing potion, Kiana smashed two more bottles for Sirin.

Hold back that smile, Kiana!

This was one hundred thousand, one hundred thousand crystals!

Between one hundred thousand crystals and her conscience, of course, one hundred thousand crystals were more important!

Kiana appeared calm and collected on the surface, but her mind was in a daze as she watched Sirin enveloped by the healing mist.

Was fighting demons not as profitable as being a capitalist?

Chapter 40: Kiana, the First-Time Profiteer

Anyway, there was no restriction on how Honkai Crystals could be obtained; it didn't have to be from demons she personally killed.

So why couldn't she fleece them?

There's no way Kiana and Mei could gather 100,000 Honkai Crystals just by working hard. How long would that even take?

Kiana gradually opened the door to a new world, and her gaze toward Sirin underwent a noticeable change.

She's such a stubborn, blockheaded fool. We all have the same goal, so why can't the people of this world just be her leeks?

The prospect of a return of at least 100,000 Honkai Crystals for an investment of 400 Honkai Crystals was almost unrealistically high, even frightening.

"Kiana, do you have any more?"

Sirin added Kiana's name this time because she had decided she wanted to be friends with Kiana.

It wasn't because she wanted to renege on her debt.

Rather, she felt she needed a beautiful, sincere, and capable young lady like Kiana as her friend!

Cough, it's definitely not because I'm coveting her abilities.

"Yes!" With an excited heart and trembling hands, Kiana said seriously, "Even if I have to use up all my stored power, I'll definitely heal you today!"

Kiana smashed a few more bottles down.

"How do you feel?"

"Still a little short."

Upon hearing this, Kiana added another bottle.

Five seconds later, Sirin, fully recovered, smiled relaxedly, flipped out of bed, and flexed her hands.

"Thanks to you."

While she disdained showing kindness to others, it didn't mean she didn't know how to speak to quickly close the distance with someone.

"Thank you, Kiana. If it weren't for you, I might be dead right now."