Honkai, Survive

"What's wrong with her? Is she sick?"

March 7th, looking at Yae Sakura who was still asleep with some concern, asked solicitously.

This scene reminded her of when she woke up the Stellaron Spirit at the Black Swan space station.

"Should I do CPR?"

March 7th even learned it specifically later.

"I wanted to, but Rin wouldn't let me, and theoretically, Yae Sakura is just asleep," Fang Jie said with regret.

"She can really sleep then," the Stellaron Spirit chimed in, hands on her hips, asking, "Do you really know Uncle Yang? You said they came from Uncle Yang's hometown, what about you?"

Who said the Stellaron Spirit was simple-minded? The Stellaron Spirit was very smart.

Fang Jie replied sincerely, "Me? I don't come from there, and I don't know where I come from... Yes, that's right, but it doesn't matter."

"How can that not matter!" March 7th couldn't agree, also with hands on her hips, "You don't even know where your home is, did you lose your memory?"

"Probably, you can think of it that way."

"Wow, how can you be so carefree? I'm telling you, this kind of thing is important..."

As for the lively scene of a husky chatting intimately with a Samoyed and an Alaskan Malamute, Dan Heng remained silent, still staring at 'Suiyang' and 'Foxian'. After a while, he put down his 'Jiyun'.

Just as Rin was not Suiyang, Yae Sakura was also not Foxian.

He couldn't quite understand.

"My name is Dan Heng. A... friend from Mr. Welt's hometown," he greeted them.

"I don't know any Welt," Rin didn't care how enthusiastically Fang Jie connected with them. She was only wary of Dan Heng, Xing, and March 7th, who hid immense power within them.

Beware of Path deviants!

Among the deviants she knew of, the Nameless were considered the most corrupt. Especially the market expansion department of that so-called Company. She, a Herrscher who had once destroyed civilizations, felt inferior.

"?"

Dan Heng couldn't help but look at Fang Jie, who was still chatting with March 7th and Xing.

To be honest, the name Fang Jie... had the style of those in the Company who swindled people under various pretexts.

"She indeed doesn't know him currently. Mr. Welt is from the current civilization, while she is from the previous one, separated by fifty thousand years," Fang Jie noticed and added, truthfully:

"What are you guys looking at? That's right, don't let Rin's small stature fool you, she's already over fifty thousand years old. I'm not lying to you, treating people sincerely is a motto I like."

"Te-n-hundred-thousand..."

March 7th couldn't help but count on her fingers, and the Stellaron Spirit counted with her.

It wasn't that she couldn't do mental arithmetic, but the number fifty thousand years, coupled with the suffix of lifespan... she was greatly shocked.

Uncle Yang hadn't explained in detail that his hometown was like this... He had only lightly mentioned that there was a disaster called 'The Destruction' in his hometown, and everyone united to overcome the disaster.

Oh my god—!

Dan Heng was even more silent.

Someone broke the silence. A young man with blond hair arrived from Belobog. Looking at his fallen subordinates scattered on the ground, he sternly reprimanded:

"I, Gepard Landau, Silvermane Guards officer, order you to cease your futile resistance."

Fang Jie's heart skipped a beat. He turned to look—

Rin, who was already unhappy, had her expression turn gloomy.

ps: Good morning, thank you for your support. I'm setting up a train here, everyone can board.

Chapter Twenty: Elysia's Gentle Gaze Upon You

Why is it like this? They had finally arrived at Belobog and seen the Nameless from the Astral Express. These were two things they had always anticipated and yearned for...

While forcefully kicking Gepard, Fang Jie thought hard.

Is something wrong?

Something is wrong, very wrong.

The Stellaron Spirit remained silent, enthusiastically swinging her baseball bat, smashing Gepard's shield, the 'Guitar Case', which kept cracking. A shard flew over and was caught by Fang Jie's Potion like a bullet, chewed, and swallowed.

Too brutal.

March 7th watched intently and froze Gepard's feet. The ice block, shaped like a Pom-Pom plushie, tightly hugged his legs, restraining him.

Having already defeated the Silvermane Guards who followed Gepard with 'Jiyun' in hand, Dan Heng was speechless. He watched the helpless blond young man finally fall... He was strong; not everyone could withstand three people attacking him at once. He at least held them off for a while.

Then Dan Heng also stepped forward, joining the four-person team battle.

To fit in.

Gepard fell.

"Captain Gepard!"

The Silvermane Guards, struggling to their feet all over the ground, called out his name, boosting his fighting spirit, hoping he could stand up and lead them to charge again, to fight against evil, to fight against monsters.

"Stand up, Captain Gepard!"

"No, I'm already..."

Gepard quickly assessed the situation. He was surrounded. The enemy hadn't gone for the kill, but escaping was difficult. The priority was—

"I, Gepard Landau, guardian of the Silvermane Guards, order you to retreat!"

The Stellaron Spirit had held back, not smashing his face with a clang. He could still command his subordinates.

"Quickly report to the Great Guardian!"

"Captain!!"

"Go quickly, I'll hold them off!"

Gepard blocked the club with his damaged barrier in one hand, and clenched his other fist, smashing it towards Fang Jie, who was kicking at his lower center of gravity. This was a punch capable of ripping off a Blazing Reaver's head and using it to smash a Frigid Reaver to death.

Resolve, sacrifice, fearlessness...

And falling.

Fang Jie swung a trash can, which appeared from nowhere, at him. Debris flew everywhere, and with arcs of lightning, he electrocuted the approaching Guards over a large area.

Listening to the heart-wrenching sobs and cries, March 7th felt something was wrong for a moment.

Why am I standing on the opposite side of such a tragic scene?

"Uh, that... hey, stop hitting him, Star!"

The beautiful girl stopped, dragging the agitated husky to the side of the quiet floating object, and whispered to Dan Heng and Fang Jie, "Uh... you two stop fighting too?"

Dan Heng paused and silently retreated.

To explain, that wasn't him before. He was moving to intercept the husky Star, who attacked first, and the Samoyed March 7th and the indifferent Rin who followed.

She's too dangerous!

Rin: As expected, a lunatic.

Even I can distinguish right from wrong. They are performing their duties, apprehending criminals... Hmph! If Fang Jie hadn't acted quickly, she would have intervened against this soldier.

So Fang Jie's quick action triggered the Stellaron Spirit's coordination, and March 7th followed up with cover.

Fang Jie, enduring another punch from Gepard, frost spreading across his body, grinned wildly, "Trying to escape? I advise you to surrender. Everyone here is astonishingly skilled. You shouldn't provoke dragons or tigers, but you shouldn't provoke us."

March 7th, who had no idea how dangerous Belobog was before, complained furiously, "Hey, hey, tone it down. We're the criminals. No, we're being treated as criminals. It's all that inexplicable Sampo's fault for tricking us. I'm so angry, so angry!"

"Should we arrest them all?" Compared to March 7th, the Stellaron Spirit had already seen the Silvermane Guard soldier turn to seek reinforcements, looking energetic and eager.

March 7th strongly refused, "You still want to fight? No! Stop it. This isn't Trailblaze at all. We're going to be wanted criminals again!"

Dan Heng sighed.

March, isn't that because you two were too impulsive?

Of course, this time there was an even more impulsive one.

First, exclude the Stellaron Spirit.

The first to act was... Fang Jie, seemingly. But actually... Dan Heng glanced silently at Rin, who was actively approaching March 7th. This was too impulsive. Don't approach her just because she has pink hair!

After Fang Jie decisively acted, Dan Heng considered it and decided to join the fray. Compared to the blond Gepard, this 'Rin' was indeed more worthy of attention.

However, this Trailblaze journey... He couldn't help but glance at the Stellaron Spirit.

He still wanted to teach her how to properly Trailblaze, to approach with friendliness and necessary vigilance, to observe more, to think more... Combat should always be the last resort.

Star felt it was great and was quite happy.

Finally, Fang Jie suppressed Gepard, appeasing Rin with the miserable state of these soldiers, thus preventing the destruction of Belobog.

He felt a headache, some pride, and a little happiness.

Compared to making himself feel wronged, it was indeed more joyful when he could make others feel wronged.

As for Gepard...

Sorry, you'll just have to be Yanqing for a day.

I'm here to check in!!

"Behave yourself."

He pinned Gepard down with one hand, and shattered the solidified ice on his body with the other, restoring his stance that had been neutralized by Gepard. Just as he predicted, elemental advantage existed, but it wasn't absolute. There were also differences among the grunts.

But what should be done next? Could Gepard, who was supposed to lead the Nameless into Belobog, still lead them in this state?

How about you get up, and we start over?

"You stop too. Don't further tarnish the image of the Nameless."

March 7th really couldn't stand it anymore. Damn it, this beautiful girl isn't the villain.

She pulled Fang Jie away and showed a brilliant smile to the fallen Gepard. "You guys are here to arrest a blue-haired guy, right? We're not with him. This isn't a flimsy excuse. We're really not with that bad guy. He left us without a moment's hesitation."

Look at my sincere big eyes, believe me!

"I believe you." Gepard certainly believed him, his tone laced with self-deprecation. "If that criminal had allies like you, it shouldn't have been me arresting them."

Gepard felt guilt over his own weakness and dereliction of duty.

"But that's no longer important. The fact remains that you attacked the Silvermane Guards. I am a Guard Officer, not the Arbitration Commission. Even if the citizens of Belobog have the right to a defense, it should be conducted under the watchful eyes of the city builders, not now."

"Ah, it sounds like you're going to deploy your ultimate weapon to punish us. No, wait a minute, we aren't residents of Belobog, it's pretty obvious, right? Our clothes are different." March 7th sensed trouble and tried to salvage the situation:

"I even have photos, look, photos of your planet, you haven't seen these, have you?"

Look, taken from space—

Gepard: "..."

We've only regressed, we haven't never left our planet. As a Landau, I've heard historical or legendary tales.

However, Gepard glanced at the photo March 7th handed him, and for a fleeting moment, his expression became distant.

It was a planet that had already been frozen, and even Belobog was buried under an endless snow curtain, making it difficult to discern.

As if washed away by time, from the distant past, in the gradually forgotten stories of Belobog…

In the spring when visitors from beyond the stars frequently arrived.

"Your attire is indeed not the style of Belobog. After the Eternal Freeze began, no one has worn snow gear to travel to Belobog..."

Gepard's firm resolve began to waver, regret, sadness, and bitterness surged in his heart.

He looked at these people deeply. "This is no longer something I can decide. It hasn't been for a long time. Regardless of whether what you say is true, my failure has already determined one thing—that only the Great Guardian can decide what to do next."

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that there were few people in all of Belobog whose status was higher than Gepard's. And as the main fighting force, he, who managed the Silvermane Guards, had also failed and been captured…

This was no longer a crime for Belobog; it was rebellion!

The ice and snow grew sharper.