Genshin Impact: Starting with Jingyuan Character Card

"Excuse me, I am 'Ranpo, the Ryūnin Knight'. I have been invited by Lord 'Silver Spear Shura' to come to Pinoconi to defeat the 'Nightmare Lord'! I apologize for any offense I have just caused, 'Firework Knight'!"

As he said this, Ranpo bowed towards Hanabi, performing the unique ninja etiquette of apology.

Hanabi: '???'

Listening to Luanpo's words, our Miss Fireworks silently typed three question marks.

This girl seemed to have spoken just now, but what language did she speak? Why couldn't I understand anything?

What about "Random Ninja", "Silver Spear Shura", and the last one "Fireworks Knight", could it be that they are talking about me? My name is clearly Fireworks, okay? What does this have to do with fireworks?

After thinking for a while, Hanabi realized that she couldn't figure it out at all, so she shook her head vigorously, and black lines appeared on her forehead. What is going on?

So this 'Sea Patrolman' also has chuunibyou?

"'Fireworks Knight'? Are you having any problems?"

Seeing Hanabi's actions, Ranpo spoke in confusion.

"Nothing, I'm just a little tired."

Hanabi shook her head helplessly. It seemed that if she wanted to communicate normally with this guy, it would be a bit troublesome.

However, this is not a problem for our Hua director who has many faces. 'Fools have many faces, and they play around in the world', this is not a slogan shouted out casually.

Well, "Random Ninja" should be her self-proclaimed name, "Firework Knight" is the name for Hanabi, and the so-called "Lord of Nightmares" should be referring to the boy with chicken wings, right?

'Silver Spear Shura'... Could it be that he is referring to the little cowboy? He was invited by 'Silver Spear Shura', so he must be here...

"'Liao Luan Ninja', thank you for coming. Now, our decisive battle with the 'Nightmare Lord' has reached the most critical moment."

Hanabi's expression became serious, and she spoke in the same tone as Ranpo.

"His Excellency 'Silver Spear Shura' has summoned several other strong men to prepare to besiege the 'Nightmare Lord'."

"However, the strength of the 'Nightmare Lord' was somewhat beyond our expectations. In this brutal battle, we were unable to gain the upper hand. I have heard that the 'Random Ninja' is a skilled warrior, so I invite you to join us in the battle!"

Hanabi looked at Ranpo with burning eyes, thinking to herself, I should be right, right? This is probably the logic of this Chuunibyou.

Hearing what Huahuo said, Luanpo nodded slightly, with a hint of heat flashing in his eyes, as if he had found a soulmate in life.

"I am willing to lend a helping hand to the 'Firework Knight' and fight together against the 'Nightmare Lord'!"

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Turning the focus back to Portio and the others, after a short journey, they finally arrived at their final destination on Sunday - the Pinocchio Theater.

"He's so precious. It seems like this little cutie is really a little too confident."

Looking at the Pinocchio Theater in front of me, I folded my arms behind my back and took a closer look. This huge theater did not have any guarding force at all.

"Maybe he thinks it's safe here, or maybe he has something else to rely on besides the 'Qi Xiang Choir'." Ji Zi analyzed calmly.

"No matter what, we have to be careful. The methods of the Order are still unknown to us."

Robin took a deep breath, placed a hand on his chest, and gave instructions to everyone in a heavy tone.

After entering the theater, a group of unknown guests cautiously explored forward.

Portio had already taken out his pistol and loaded it with bullets containing the power of [Hunting].

Dan Heng also summoned out Jiyun, ready to fight the enemy at any time. Although the theater seemed to have no defenses, no one could guarantee that there was no ambush.

The enemy is in the dark and I am in the light. It is always right to be cautious.

Things seemed to be going very smoothly. On the way to the core area of ​​the Pinocchio Theater, the anonymous guests did not encounter any obstacles until they came in front of the "Chorus" and in front of Sunday.

"You guys are here after all."

Looking down at the group of unknown guests from a high place, Sunday sighed and spoke in a serious tone.

"Here we are, Master Sunday."

Ji Zi took a step forward and walked to the front of the team. Looking at the sacred and solemn "Choir" in front of her, the red-haired lady was silent for a moment before she spoke.

"Perhaps we can talk about this some more. Dreams are false after all. Life shouldn't be..."

"Okay, Miss Himeko."

Before Ji Zi could finish her words, Zhou Ri spoke indifferently, interrupting the other party's next words.

Then, Sunday turned his attention to the blue-haired girl at the end of the group, who was his younger sister.

"Mockingbird, are you here to stop me too?"

Sunday felt a little bitter in his heart. He had put a lot of thought into preventing the robin from getting involved in the dispute between "harmony" and "order".

However, unexpectedly, as fate would have it, the robin was eventually dragged into the fight, and even stood on the opposite side of itself, in the camp of "harmony".

"elder brother……"

The robin clenched her little hands tightly, with a hint of sadness in her eyes. The girl pursed her red lips gently and asked Sunday with a hint of tears in her voice.

"Brother, will you come home with me? Don't continue to be a slave to [Order]."

"No, Mockingbird, you don't understand."

The huge 'chorus' shook its head, "I have never been a slave to Order. As I said, I don't want to revive Taiyi."

"I want to create a paradise, a place without pain, without death, without sorrow, without oppression... the paradise you and I promised each other."

"Brother... this is not the paradise that people want, and this is not the paradise that I want."

The robin shook her head, her eyes full of sadness. She suddenly realized that there seemed to be a thick barrier between her and Sunday.

I don't know when it started, but the two brothers and sisters have embarked on a path of drifting further and further apart, and the so-called common ideals they once shared have long been distorted by the erosion of time.

At this point in the negotiations, the robin already understood.

I am afraid that I cannot change Sunday by conventional means. If I want to wake Sunday up, I can only use iron-blooded means and apply external force to wake it up.

As he was thinking this, the robin's body had already floated into the air, reaching the same height as the 'Chorus'.

The next moment, an extremely strong aura rose from the girl's fragile body, and surging imaginary energy gushed out uncontrollably, forming milky white energy balls around the robin.

The milky white energy balls moved rhythmically, surrounding the robin like dancing elves.