A journey of Shadowverse and Honkai Impact 3rd

"..."

The priest silently looked at the strong girl in front of him. From her gentle tone, he could find the yearning for beauty and the pursuit of happiness. Even though she was wearing heavy shackles and was in prison, the girl still looked up at the bright stars in the sky.

"Stay a little longer, things won't be that bad."

Capton's heart was complicated. What he said seemed to be comforting Sera, but also seemed to be comforting himself, making the identities of the rescuer and the rescued somewhat blurred.

"Well, thank you."

Father, you have done enough for me, haven't you?

"By the way, Father, the police officer is right. This matter is not over yet. If I am not mistaken, the real root of the problem lies in the forest."

"I understand. I'll get everyone prepared."

He did not ask Sera how she knew the specific situation, just like he did not ask Sera how she killed the warrior before. The priest's trust in her was fully revealed at this moment.

35. Changes in work

An office that serves as a temporary room.

It looks like I'll have to stay here for a while before I find new accommodation.

Sera was worried about spending another day in a wheelchair, but she was still thinking about reality, and quietly entered the homework that she still remembered in her mind.

Write a review about your movie-watching experience. The content is not limited...

It sounds a bit strange. It turns out that the format of teaching assignments is similar everywhere.

Recalling the changing light and shadows of the forest, the spiral of light and darkness, and the rebirth of nature, if there is anything that interests her, what Sera is most curious about is the alternation between the two eras.

Or in other words, the demise of the old world and the birth of the new world.

Magnificent and gorgeous, with just the right amount of hope born in the midst of destruction, if it were adapted into a drama, it would definitely be an extremely inspiring play.

I'm thinking about what to write...

Holding a pen in reality is a very painful thing, so Sera, who thinks more in her mind, occasionally uses the thread of domination to weave objective text to connect her thoughts, and then she feels that the annoying blurred vision is really annoying.

Forget it, I’ll just recite it to myself. The real environment is really terrible.

——As far as the viewing experience is concerned, what I witnessed was a history of destruction and rebirth, the world struggling forward in a spiral, and life finding its own way out amidst hardship...

A profound and easy-to-understand visualization experience is "incisive and profound", full of nonsense. Serra, like a craftsman, stands on the melting pot of literature, pouring water and adding oil, and finally does not forget to add a little cooking wine for seasoning. If the dishes are cooked with care, you can also see a little bit of effort.

Hiss, I feel like I didn’t get to the point.

If Sera were a healthy girl, she would be able to go out and have fun now, but unfortunately, she is confined to a wheelchair and can only choose to swim in the ocean of thoughts, picking up sparks of inspiration and injecting the final soul into a review that is full of nonsense.

——Aside from these reflections, I also have a few questions: How did nature emerge from the spiral of light and darkness in ancient times? How did the extremely inclusive mana come into being, and how did it grow to its current size...

Well, now it feels like it’s not just a scam, huh.

Sera pondered the questions she had raised, and the more she thought about them, the more she felt that they were worth exploring in depth. She then thought of her own reality.

Is it possible that one day, mana can replace the evil energy radiation, the so-called Honkai energy, and become the mainstream of the world?

The thought suddenly struck her as funny, but a small seed had already been planted in Sera's heart.

At this time, the office door was pushed open by a familiar person, and the priest, who still looked kind, came in with several books in his hands, but he did not want to show them to anyone because he knew that the girl's eyesight was already problematic.

"I've thought about it carefully, Sera, and I don't know how much you know about the dark side of this world."

"So I'm going to explain the situation to you now, so that you can at least have an easier time in the future."

Sitting opposite the girl, Capton had just opened a book and was about to explain the development history of the Church of Destiny, but after flipping through it, he felt that the book was boring and tedious, so he turned directly to the end and talked about the modern Destiny organization.

"In this world, there are disasters whose underlying causes are still unclear. Humans call them Houkai, and the energy radiation derived from them is called Houkai energy..."

"Currently, there are two anti-Honkai organizations in the world: Mandate of Heaven and Anti-Entropy. Anti-Entropy was originally the North American branch of Mandate of Heaven, but it split due to a conflict between its leader and Mandate of Heaven headquarters..."

The priest's attentive explanation was simple and easy to understand, and his magnetic voice was pleasant to the ears. It didn't take long for him to bring Sera to the big picture of the real world, which was far more convincing than Xilin's exaggerated popular science.

At least, from Father Capton's place, Sera hadn't heard any resentful voices, such as cursing the Valkyries as lackeys who assisted the evil, and that humans were basically ants. These were what Miss Celine occasionally narrated with emotion.

But if Xilin really hated humans so much, then why did she remain kind when she was covering for him?

"Of course it's for you! Don't get me wrong, Sera!"

If Xilin was still awake, she would definitely make excuses for herself in such a proud manner.

Listening to the priest's detailed explanation and comparing it with what Celine said, Sera gradually formed a complete picture of reality in her mind. At the same time, she had to admit that what Celine said was indeed full of personal opinions, and if she believed it all, she would probably go astray.

"The current leader of Skymancer is Bishop Otto. Their combat power against the Honkai is comprised of Valkyries implanted with either artificial or natural stigmata, divided into S, A, and B levels based on combat capability. Furthermore, they also have mecha units..."

"That's about it, Sera. Do you remember everything?"

The long speech came from many books and the summary of his own experiences. The priest spoke it all in one breath without drinking a sip of water. His consistent language had penetrated deeply into Serra's heart.

"I see." The girl showed a look of understanding. "It sounds like the world isn't all right."

"It's not very beautiful, but it's not very bad either. This world is probably just like a lost traveler. Sometimes, he can't go wherever he wants."

Shaking his head, the priest spoke with emotion, then realized that he was preaching. He was silent for a while and then turned to talk about other things.

For young people and even children, what they need is not the great truths gained through experience. They may lack experience, but they have the entire era.

"I don't really need these things anymore. I hope they can bloom and shine in your hands while I'm gone."

More books and more comprehensive content cannot be explained simply. The priest handed them to Serra not only to impart knowledge but also to convey kindness.

Others don't know what path the girl will take in the future, but he hopes that during her time alone, she will realize that she is not alone and that she has warm memories accompanying her, even if these books cannot help her.

The adult's hands solemnly put the packaged books into a small bag, which was then taken by a pair of tender little hands. The heavy weight of knowledge made Sera a little difficult to bear, but when combined with the power of the heart, even a weak body could have the strength to carry it.

"Well, now, I'll take you to your new room to rest. It will be office hours next."

"I'll keep an eye on what happens in the woods."

36. Xilin's Dream

The blue skirt woven by flowing water and the flying water like ribbons surround the girl's back. Her graceful posture makes her look like a princess in a fairy tale with a serious expression. The charm of youth and beauty is self-evident.

This is Xilin's dream. Amidst the beautiful mountains and rivers, she pursued the highest realm of tailoring. After going through countless hardships, she finally found the finest silk produced by the devil moth and the colorful cutting knife buried deep in the mountains.

As long as I add my exquisite craftsmanship and my exclusive secret sewing machine...

Then I, Xilin, am the best tailor in the world!

The purple-haired girl, immersed in a beautiful dream, chuckled and was lost in the sweet fantasy of the future for a long time. Her hands unconsciously stroked the silk material without stopping until there was a "pop" sound, and the dream was shattered because the dream balance was insufficient.

"It's time to wake up, why are you grinning like an idiot, Xilin~"

As the operator, Sera looked at the confused Xilin with a mischievous smile on her face.

Oh my, although I don’t know what Xilin’s dream was exactly, but looking at the nostalgic look on her face, it must have been a very interesting dream.

"Wow... the clothes I wanted to make are gone."

Xilin said this with a wronged tone. Still clinging to her dream, she had not yet completely accepted the fact that "this was all a dream". Her golden eyes, rippled with water, were filled with unacceptable nostalgia and regret.

"Hehehe, the you in the dream is fake no matter what. Accept the reality, Miss Silin. As a great Herrscher, how can you sink into such depravity?"

Sera, who was of decent height, leaned over the girl who was sitting close to the duck and whispered in Xilin's ear in a devilish tone.

"But if you're willing to cover for me, Xilin, I can also provide customized dream services in the future~"

This is a big deal, because Sera still doesn't know what dream customization is all about, but this does not prevent the experience service provider from looking at the girl next to him with hope.

"Really? Sierra?"

Blinking her beautiful golden eyes, Xilin asked in an incredulous and overly gentle tone.

"Of course it's no problem~"

Believe it or not, at least I think it's okay.

"Then I refuse."

"Ugh……"

Although it was expected, Sera was still troubled when Celine rejected her with emotionless and cold words. However, in order to be able to go on a long exploration journey later, Sera put on a tearful expression and begged the indifferent Celine with unprecedented sincerity.

"Xilin, please help me. When I get better in the future, you will be the biggest contributor. Even though you have to endure some hardships now, it's all for a better future."

"Please, I don't ask you to learn how to deal with others like I did before. You just need to open your eyes in bed from time to time to tell others that I am still alive."

The water shimmered, and a pair of blue eyes that seemed to be able to speak were filled with adorable tears, and the scene of them about to fall was the most unbearable. Not long after, Xilin gave in at the moment of giving up her determination.

"Okay, okay, but later on you not only have to provide the promised service, but you also have to do me a favor."

"Well, go ahead. If it's not a big deal, it's fine."

Sera wiped the corners of her eyes lightly, suppressing her vented emotions. With a look that was neither relaxed nor painful, she sat on the soft grass, waiting for the next round of bargaining.

"..."

A strange symbol of anger popped up on Xilin's head. The corner of her mouth twitched as she glanced up and down fiercely at the poor girl who had disappeared completely before she spoke with a pout.

"Build me a workshop, a tailor shop with all the necessary tools... a level of equipment worthy of a top-notch tailor!"

"That sounds feasible, but what do you mean by top-of-the-line? What kind of things are they going to include?"

I don’t know what kind of workshop Xilin is referring to. If it is a workshop that makes puppets or golems, Sera can still copy the templates, but can he tailor it?

I have no idea at all!

"Find out for yourself. This is your punishment for fooling me."

Xilin declared so, then stood up without saying a word and ran away as if to explore the end of the spiritual realm.

Uh, did I go a little too far?

"Oh?"

"dududu~"

The mud giant made a comforting sound behind the girl, and the little clay doll, which always had a smiling face, jumped onto Sera's shoulder and made a cheerful call.

The dragon beast of the earth...

Sera grabbed the ball of mud that was bouncing happily on her shoulder and looked at it carefully. No matter how she looked at it, she thought puzzledly that the previous changes were a miracle.

Immaculate clay doll, if you could become a dragon beast of the earth, you wouldn't need to eat your own kind, nor would you need time to evolve.

"I'm sorry, little one, but you won't be of much use on this trip."

"Beep beep."

The mud ball, being optimistic by nature, continued to jump a few more times before returning from Sera's hands to the familiar and peaceful grassland. His peaceful appearance was enviable and unrestrained.

At this moment, the abundant mana turned into a silk thread connecting the mud and dust giants around her, just like the ticket Sera issued to Mr. Orange. After confirming their relationship of entering together, the familiar pair suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Xilin watched all this with a little envy. Although she didn't know where they were going, she could clearly see the joy on Sera's face every time she came back.

If you don't prepare the workshop for me when you come back, I will ignore you from now on, humph.

…………

A life-giving breeze brushes past my ears, and my spirit feels as if immersed in a mother's embrace, receiving warm care. Although my extremely light body is only a consciousness, it is no different from my real body, and it is even more vibrant and energetic now that I am free of disease.

Without opening her eyes and looking around, she knew that this was a bustling forest. The wind flowing through the forest had told Sera everything as she listened to the sounds of the forest. In a short while, she found the familiar melody.

The lively, cheerful, reckless voice that sometimes fast and sometimes slow is that of a trainee forest ranger, the lovely elf girl Arisa.

The voice of restrained, soft, unrestrained and free belongs to the beast girl with amazing tiger claws, Latica.

Also, the deep and steady elegant joy is the cheap teacher he just accepted, the elven sage Thrandal.

Various sounds flowed endlessly, always guiding the direction of progress for the forest residents. Sera opened her eyes and ignored the duel sounds in the entertainment area, and ran to the Mana Hall where Thrandal was, with the well-behaved Mr. Orange.

At the destination Sera wanted to go to, Thrandal, who was thinking of taking it easy, was a little troubled by the recent insect plague.

"Ah, the young people won't ask us old bones for help, although this seems a little unusual."

Communicating with leaders of other tribes or other great figures who were sages through beyond-visual-range communication, Thrandal's seemingly complaining voice was actually just a joke.