A journey of Shadowverse and Honkai Impact 3rd

"It's a critical moment, Xilin. Prepare the records. The report won't be full of cake crumbs."

"I see. A full stomach gives you the energy to work. Sera, just wait. My report will be very clear."

The automatic secretary and paper floated up, and Xilin, who could control three magic pens at the same time, was full of confidence. It was not known whether it was an illusion caused by eating too much, or whether she really had the power.

225. Awakening of the Feathered Rabbit

Mistlin didn't know what was happening. She just felt that her spirit was swept away by a torrent and washed to an unknown area with no end in sight and no name.

The chaos was indescribable, with no distinction between up and down. Bizarre scenes were everywhere, and ghostly rays of light intersected to paint a picture of a gigantic ghost face. The bloody fangs and burning horns were so terrifying that it made people tremble with fear.

But Mistlin remained calm. It was true that she had never seen such a terrifying fantasy before, but that did not mean that she did not have the courage to overcome her fear and win the privilege of fighting it.

——No matter how bizarre her birth was, in her subconscious, she was still a Shaniyat.

An invisible and ethereal glory accompanied her. When the connection with the holy scar space completely disappeared and she could only rely on herself, the blood courage that rose from the depths of her soul was the spear in her hand, and the unique flower of connection of Shaniyate was fluttering on the gorgeous purple flag.

However, Misterlin, who charged forward with courage, ultimately got an extremely empty result. Facing the sharp spear, the ghost mask suddenly disappeared, without any sense of confrontation, which made the warrior feel very uncomfortable.

The force hit the marshmallow, or directly hit the air, resulting in useless results.

Light surged, and Misterine, barely able to maintain her form, continued her unknown mental drift. Unnoticed, her condition was getting better and better, as if she had regained her former strength...

"Remember this so-called World Snake Organization."

"Yeah, yeah, I'm remembering it."

"Please remember this so-called personnel structure."

"I'm writing it, I'm writing it. Sera, please slow down the progress bar."

Xilin's face was flushed and her blood was boiling. She was almost sweating profusely to show her hard work. Surrounded by the continuous orders, she wished she could immediately transform into a mechanical body like Femi's child, and then send all the information into the database, and then search and print it according to needs.

Three magic pens aren't enough! Can you, the automatic scribes, be faster? Ideally, you could make the pens smoke and fire!

No one knew what Xilin was thinking. In the urgent atmosphere of the recording site, her pair of stiff golden eyes only knew to mechanically stare at the rapidly passing light and shadow information, converting it into visual information to stimulate her gradually heating up brain, turning everything she knew into referenceable original data.

The juice she drank and the cake she ate before now became the nourishment for Xilin's continuous efforts. Their nutrition paved the way for the purple-haired girl's progress. It was worth Sera's painstaking effort to provide her friend with sufficient supplies before the "war".

"Remember this Stigma Project..."

Sera's voice suddenly stopped, and the life report she was showing also stopped due to a special change, but the girl did not show any surprise or annoyance. On the contrary, she was not only interested in this, but also wanted to know what Misterine thought.

"Forget it, Xilin, stop now. We might as well ask the real owner about what's going on next."

A staring gaze came from the spiritual vein sky fifty meters above. The mud and dust giant covered by colorful rainbow light noticed the unusual movement of the white cocoon. As Sera's partner, it was alert. With just a look or a gesture, the unspoken tacit understanding allowed Mr. Orange to directly help Sera solve this foreign object that should not appear in their home.

Without any crackling or snapping sounds, the white cocoon naturally turned into a point of light and disappeared, revealing the appearance of the woman sleeping inside.

Her incredibly white hair was soft and silky, like the finest silk, glowing with moonlight. Her bright and radiant eyes contained a still hazy look, like a newborn baby.

She stood up and covered her head uncomfortably. Only after the indescribable chaotic feeling disappeared and the uncomfortable pain in her stomach also went away did Misterine regain her consciousness.

"here it is?"

Mistlin recalled what had happened before, including her coma and the psychedelic trip she didn't want to recall.

"Spiritual veins, or ley lines, too, Miss Misterlin."

Sera's response was a more noticeable phenomenon than the giant's overlooking gaze. As soon as it appeared, Mistlin saw the girl she had not noticed before, and the familiar yet unfamiliar figure beside her.

The Herrscher of the Void, Xilin.

Mistierin frowned but said nothing, because she could see that even though the Herrscher of the Sky was still the culprit who caused the horrific disaster in the Siberian snowfields, she had lost her vengeful spirit and instead had a distinct girlish air, looking a bit like a working man.

As for this strange girl...

Misterlin really couldn't imagine her identity. From the information she had come across, even the World Serpent didn't pay any attention to her.

This is unreasonable and indeed bizarre. As a relic of a previous civilization, the World Serpent should have a good grasp of everything that is happening on this planet, and should be well aware of the forces that can resist the collapse.

But nothing is known about Sera.

In other words, they knew nothing about the unknown power displayed by Sera.

"you are?"

Misterlin made a sound as if she had heard the news. In her eyes, the seemingly petite girl was surrounded by an unclear layer of things, as vague as the legendary dragon in China, with the head visible but not the tail, and only a glimpse of its scales and claws in the clouds.

"You can call me Mentor Yihan, but you can also call me Sera. However, once you see my true face, there are some things you are doomed to never escape."

Sera had a hint of meaning, and Misterine understood it immediately.

"The best way to keep a secret is to become dead. However, Miss Sera, you don't seem to have such an idea?"

If possible, Mistlin didn't want to die because of a little secret and end up with no trace left at the hands of an unknown force.

"Yes, so I think Miss Misterlin, you can take the job I offer right now. Comparatively speaking, this job will bring you more benefits, and perhaps you will have the opportunity to join our big family in the future."

Misterlin made a gesture to ask for permission to speak. Being looked down upon by Mr. Orange, she naturally had no right to argue. Her weak body was also not enough to give her enough confidence to face the huge unknown life form.

There was no trace of Honkai energy, and the towering figure was pure and natural. Like that giant, the entire unknown area had an inexplicable and refreshing charm. In Miss Sera, this charm transformed into something even more profound and indescribable...

"You work at the Azfort Asylum. Besides being a prisoner, I'm also studying you. You're well-paid and get to enjoy all the specialties of the homeland. I might even have the opportunity to keep watch for you during holidays."

"As for escaping, I advise you to give up on that thought. Not to mention that you've already seen my true appearance, the barrier alone is beyond your current capabilities."

What else could Misterine say? In response to Sera's ultimatum-like declaration, she could only temporarily feign compliance and entrust the noble cause to her future self.

"Well, well, Miss Sera, I hope you can be kind to poor me. After all, I was exhausted before this."

Out of desperation, Mistlin chose to temporarily change jobs and hoped that everyone in the World Snake would not blame her for her helpless decision.

226. The Stillness of the Night

Misterlin was sent directly back to the Azfort shelter by space transfer. It seemed that the so-called spiritual vein land did not welcome her to stay for long. Even Sera disappeared after leaving a message about preparing for the test tomorrow afternoon.

The energetic spirit and the weak body formed a sharp contrast. Lying on the soft bed, the temporary shelter employee thought about everything that the world showed her tonight, and suddenly felt the wonder of life's circumstances.

I met the purple-haired girl who should be Sirin, the Herrscher of the Sky. Her loose pajamas outlined her youthful body curves. She exuded the liveliness and cuteness that could be expected in the future. There was not a trace of the brutality of a human-shaped disaster. She was like a tamed wild wolf, becoming everyone's good friend.

As for the tamer, it is most likely the mentor named Sera. I really don’t know what is going on. It seems that the resurrected Sirin can’t sense any Honkai energy. Even if it is restrained, with my perception, I should be able to capture some breath.

Then let’s think about it another way. Perhaps, there is a technology here that can transform a Honkai life form into a normal life form?

All kinds of questions bombarded Misterlin's mind. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that her situation was jumping back and forth between danger and safety. The woman couldn't help but rub her temples to relieve the discomfort brought by her wild thoughts.

Don't even think about escaping, the barrier of the barrier is insurmountable.

It sounds like something out of a fairy tale or fantasy novel. I really need to go out and take a look at what's going on here. I'll have a chance to keep watch... and cooperate with the experiment...

Her settled mind determined a direction to work towards. Although it was quite humiliating to be a prisoner, Mistlin, who had not suffered much discrimination, had a good sense of people. Based on her first experience of seeing Miss Sera's true face, she felt that Miss Sera should be a trustworthy and kind person.

After all, it was she who helped solve the abnormalities in his body before, and that child was indeed very adorable.

Putting aside her mindset as a World Serpent cadre, Misterin measured others purely with her own senses as she recalled the girl with silver hair and blue eyes. A subtle sense of maternity began to sprout in her heart.

That’s it, cooperate with the work and strive to gain a certain degree of freedom.

The woman, no longer bound by the bracelet, closed her eyes and enjoyed a relaxing life away from busy affairs in an environment without Honkai energy.

While she was enjoying the restful night, in the large workshop, Sera was still taking the time to sort out some copied memory information.

"Let's keep the information about the stigmata here for now. Future experiments may yield more analytical data from Misterine..."

Xilin nodded and did as she was told. Her obedient actions revealed her family status below Sera.

"I've put my observations about the Holy Scar space here. We can combine them with previous external observations to obtain more valuable data..."

"Finally, there's the bizarre Stigmata Project of the World Serpent organization."

? ?

Several question marks popped up in Xilin's head, and her golden eyes were full of confusion about the origin of this information.

"Sera, didn't the projection collapse when you saw the Stigmata Project? What about your information? Could it be that... you were..."

The honest Xilin thought of something, so she looked at her good friend who depended on her with disbelief, unwilling to believe the facts she had made up in her mind.

"When a teacher assigns homework to students, doesn't he or she have the answers himself or herself? I'm training you, my dear Xilin. When you become a master, you can treat your students or subordinates like this."

Noticing that Xilin's disbelief had turned into a melancholy, Sera, who was very good at being a role model, quickly put down the work at hand and began to give Xilin psychological counseling. Knowing Xilin's soft-hearted nature very well, the girl put on an embarrassed look as if she was thinking about her but couldn't understand. Her pitiful face made Xilin couldn't help but comfort her in an instant.

"I...I did think of that, but I felt a little sad when I thought that what I did might be in vain. Now that I know it was your good intentions, Sera, I am not sad anymore."

Wow, Sera looks like she's about to drop pearls, I can't even bear to look at her!

Turning around and facing the sudden increase in paper documents, Xilin felt a sense of resentment towards herself and a sigh for the future. After spending a long time together, she had discovered that her defense against Sera was almost zero.

He didn't dare to see the gloom on her face, and didn't want to see her showing a painful expression in front of him. Even though he knew that this was Sera's way of controlling him, he was still willing to be fooled again and again.

Perhaps, Sera is his nemesis...a nemesis that will accompany him forever.

A quiet atmosphere surrounded the papers, accompanied by the heavy sound of piles of documents being put back into place. In the large workshop, the silver-gray light filled the entire world, like invisible snowflakes floating in the air, falling on purple and white hair.

"Thank you for your hard work tonight, Celine."

Sera naturally hugged Xilin, allowing her to feel the girl's body temperature with a faint fragrance. As a gift before goodnight, the girl's blessing was always so kind and warm.

"As compensation, you can have tomorrow off. You can do whatever you want."

"Then shall we sleep together in each other's arms tonight?"

There was a ripple in Sera's blue eyes, and an emotion that seemed to be apology appeared in her eyes, followed by a soft rejection.

"Sorry, I still have things to do. Xilin, you should go to sleep first. Whether we can meet again later depends on my progress."

Alas, everything about Sera is good, but it seems like there is always endless work to do.

Slightly changing the posture of her embrace, Xilin used her strength to pick up the weak and boneless girl. Her golden eyes reflected her apologetic look, and she felt that no matter what, Sera was still full of the brilliance that she loved.

Whether it's the apologetic tenderness or the clever cunning, these are all aspects of familiar friends, and when combined together they cast colorful light like a kaleidoscope.

"Chirp."

Celine kissed Sera softly.

"I'm waiting for you."

With a puzzled look in her eyes, the girl in the skirt touched the remaining warmth on her forehead, and she remembered the same gentle kiss she had given Xilin when she comforted her before.

Am I being comforted by Xilin?

Sera thought so at first, and then she felt quite comfortable.

It feels pretty good.

Returning to the table, she began to browse the Stigmata Plan that Misterine knew about. With her work efficiency unconsciously improved, Sera quickly finished reading this absurd and cruel plan.

In a nutshell, this is not a plan for modern moral civilization, but rather is full of the primitiveness and cruelty of the tribal era.

A few gods are high above, enjoying the feast given by the main priests, and the law of the jungle prevails throughout.

On the contrary, the other alternative forms of vision appear much more civilized, with a sense of mystery of grand ceremony.

But none of this mattered to Sera. In the dead of night, the girl walked into her bedroom, sat on the edge of the bed, gently took off her shoes and socks, and stared blankly for a while before snuggling into her arms.

good night.

good night.

227. Stigma Project

The next day.

The sun rises very early. Although it is not yet midsummer, the increasing daylight hours have shown their power at this time, making those lazy people who like to stay in bed very uncomfortable.

But this is meaningless to Xilin. The large workshop is located underground, and all the light is replaced by lighting runes. If people like, it is not a problem to maintain darkness all day long.

"Please let go if you don't have to. You can rest today, but I still have things to do."

The impolite words echoed in his arms, like a resentful little lion, as if it would use its terrifying strength and sharp claws to break through all obstacles in the next moment.

Silently taking a deep breath on her friend's messy hair, Silin helplessly loosened her arms, letting Sera slide out of the bed like a fish, and left the bedroom with her plans for the day.