Memory Train, Party Car
"Holy crap, Akivili, where did this come from?"
Xing rubbed her eyes, as if to confirm it again.
The familiar Party Car, but instead of the " Shut Up " robot specializing in lame jokes at the bar, there's Kafka and Blade, and...
She herself?!
"... This was a good experience. Although it deviated slightly from the ' Script,' it wasn't a big deal."
Kafka looked at 'Star' tenderly, "Thank you for your hard work, Star. I'm so relieved you're not hurt."
'Star' remained silent.
"Heh~ Aren't you going to say a few words? Traveling with two quiet people is a bit lonely."
"Um... I'm hungry." That was all 'Star' could manage to say.
"Is this the only time you'll speak up? Come on, dinner is ready."
"... If possible, don't just randomly chop up the offal this time," Ren said coldly from the side.
"What, you don't like the taste of your hometown?"
"I hate the smell of offal."
Kafka nodded, then her gaze fell on 'Star': "Do you have any dietary restrictions, little one?"
I eat everything.
"She's really not a picky eater," Kafka, even more pleased.
"What's going on... Is this really my Remembrance?"
Xing had absolutely no recollection of this conversation; a non-existent Remembrance had been added to her list! Was she once a member of the " Stellaron Hunters "?
"No, this isn't my Remembrance... something must have gone wrong."
"Discrepancy? No problem~" Mimi's voice came through, her tone deliberately deep. "It's all real."
"Deep within your ' Remembrance,' buried and forgotten..."
" Mimi? Where are you?"
After a long time, Mimi finally responded:
"This is your ' Remembrance,' and no one else can come in. Waaah~ You're left all alone to face the oncoming Black Tide."
"It's alright, as long as we have Teacher Ye Yan's milk tea, all problems will be solved!"
"Blade? I know that one, he's that cold-faced boy from earlier!"
"Is that what you're focusing on?!"
Xing was Mimi Mimi's abstract and lively thought process; it was so similar to hers...
Xing turned her head and went to the other side of the Party Car. It was here that the Astral Express Crew and Black Swan discussed this " Trailblaze " operation before entering Amphoreus.
"Another set of 'non-existent Remembrance '... This time even Sam is involved."
"To re-understand oneself from this perspective... is a bit strange."
Xing became an observer, casually grabbing a bottle of non-alcoholic orange juice from the bar and watching what appeared to be fragments of her past Remembrance.
"This ' Script ' was far too dangerous; we only escaped thanks to Xing's quick thinking and resourcefulness."
"If we're always walking a tightrope, an accident will inevitably find us sooner or later... Kafka."
"I accept your criticism, Sam. Indeed... there's a ' Script,' and we never considered the possibility of failure."
Kafka raised her head slightly, pondering, "I think even Stellaron Hunters need a 'retreat signal' to deal with a crisis."
"There's no time like the present, why don't we think of one now?"
"You can have it," Sam said.
" Blade?"
Ren thought for a moment, "Observe one side and infer the other..."
"The emperor's command is absolute..."
"Borrowing a piece of the city."
"Ah... that's a slogan that sounds like something out of Xianzhou. Aren't you afraid of being bound by the past?" Kafka asked with concern.
"It's just an old code... it doesn't matter. We won't have much of a chance to use it."
Kafka murmured, "'Observe the corner and infer three times, the king's command is unwavering, rely on the city and borrow one's own' -- what a catchy and elegant slogan."
"Next time you're playing with your prey, remember to recite it in your mind a few more times."
"Heh~ When did you become so unforgiving?"
Xing rubbed her dizzy temples, wondering what was going on...
These Remembrance, though not existing in her mind... are so real, undeniable.
"By the way, where's Silver Wolf? I haven't seen her."
Xing suddenly remembered this 'game expert'; it seemed she had joined the Stellaron Hunters even earlier than Silver Wolf.
Arriving at the Parlor Car felt like entering a new "non-existent memory."
Silver Wolf curled up on the sofa, her fingers flying across the game console, the screen's light illuminating her focused face.
"... Is there something you need? I'm running a dungeon with my friends, I don't have time to chat." Silver Wolf didn't even look up, his voice unmistakably dismissive.
Her gaze briefly swept over the stars before quickly returning to the screen.
"Star, this little silver-haired girl can see you! Why don't you ask her a few more questions?" Mimi's voice came again.
Xing gave a soft hum, revealing an expression of enjoyment. "Oh~ that's the look I'm going for, it's just right."
"Be serious!"
To be honest, Xing had never spoken to her in any form other than through a hologram—the experience of making eye contact with this genius hacker was quite novel.
However, before Xing could even speak, Silver Wolf, as if anticipating her intentions, said rapidly, "Sigh~ I've only been here a short time. If you have any questions, can't you just ask Kafka?"
"The online game can't be paused, excuse me."
star:?
"Wait a minute..." Xing's call was completely ignored.
Silver Wolf frantically typed on the virtual keyboard, "Hurry, hurry, hurry, take advantage of this group to attack the dungeon boss... Hey, where are you?" Her tone was somewhat anxious.
Before she could finish speaking, a sizzling sound was heard, and a familiar holographic projection solidified beside her like a data stream.
"Ye... Ye Yan?!" Xing exclaimed in surprise.
The instant Ye Yan's projection became clearly visible, Xing's gaze met his.
Hmm... this seems a bit awkward. They've completely turned the tables on her, even though this is supposed to be a place in her "non-existent Remembrance."
At this moment, Ye Yan was looking at Xing with a meaningful expression.
"Hmm? Why isn't it responding?" Silver Wolf stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Ye Yan's holographic projection. "Has the connection been lost?"
"No," Ye Yan shook his head, "I just saw an... interesting soul."
"It sounds like... they're talking about me?" Xing fell into deep thought.
"No doubt about it, I'm talking about you."
Buzz--!
The next second, the surrounding scenery rippled like a pebble thrown into a lake.
Warm lights, comfortable sofas, flickering game screens... all physical objects instantly crumble, turning into countless tiny specks of light, which then gradually coalesce again.
In Janusapolis, within the Temple of the Three, Talanton's Scales of Justice Abyss of Fate high in the center of the temple, flanked by Phainon and Mydei.
What both sides must place on the scales is, naturally, something "heavier than the fate of the world."
"Truly magnificent. Even though Talanton has fallen, its scales continue to fulfill their mission of weighing all things."
"I hope you still remember your mission, recruit," Mydei said.
"You seem quite confident, Kremnosians. Why don't you reveal how you plan to interpret the word 'heavy'?"
"I'm afraid you're unaware, so I'll add this: in Castrum Kremnos, your thieving remarks are a blasphemy against gladiatorial combat, deserving of the punishment of impalement."
"But this is a foreign land, and as a guest, I'll follow the host's lead. Telling you won't hurt—" Mydei snorted coldly, taking out a ring. " The Kremnos Signet Ring, the most precious treasure of my clan. It is my choice."
"A ring? This is probably no ordinary piece of jewelry. Tell me, what's the story behind this little thing?"
"--You're pushing your luck! Do you really think I'll talk endlessly to you? Just know this: the glory that Kremnos a thousand years is enough to make a Titan fall before it, crushing the soul of a nobody like you!"
Phainon muttered to himself, "It seems that in his heart, what's more important than the world is his people and honor..."
"Even so, I am merely a Holy City Guardian, while the opponent is the battle- Kremnos Prince of Suspended Edge... The gap is simply too vast...!"
Phainon belatedly realized that he was just a greenhorn, and in comparison, he was no match for him at all.