vI'm a cornerstone, I'm here to kidnap the robin

Anyway, the whole Pinocchio is asleep now, so it should be okay for me to sleep for a while... just for a while.

In his hazy consciousness, Jeremy felt that the rain seemed to have stopped. A familiar memory lingered at the tip of his nose, and the familiar feeling forced him to use his last bit of strength to lift his eyelids.

"Long time no see. You look a little disheveled. Do you need my help, huh?"

The Star Core Hunter in a purple coat had squatted in front of Jeremy at some point, not minding the rain falling from the sky soaking his boots and clothes. He tilted the umbrella in his hand to shield Jeremy from the drizzle.

The cold raindrops fell on her shoulders, soaking her favorite purple coat, and even some of them seeped into her black high boots from a tricky angle. However, the visitor ignored these slight discomforts. Her eyes, as if covered with a layer of purple mist, smiled gently as she quietly looked at the somewhat embarrassed Jeremy in front of her.

He raised his eyelids and looked at the familiar figure in front of him. Although his vision was blurry, Jeremy still recognized the other person's identity.

"Kaf...Ka..."

"I haven't seen you for a few years. You've grown taller. I think I can't hold you anymore..."

..............................

"Mockingbird, there you are."

"I'm coming, brother."

In the Pinocchio Theater, Sunday climbed the steps of the hall with his back to the sky. The light of the choir shone on him, making his back look tall and deep.

Turning around and looking at his sister climbing the stairs, Zhou Ri's eyes were covered with a layer of silver light without him knowing when.

But this time was different from the past. The silver light did not completely occupy his pupils, even to the point where he could not distinguish between the eyeballs and the whites of his eyes.

"You shouldn't have come, Mockingbird. At least not now."

Looking at his sister whose expression was slightly gloomy and seemed to have made some decision, Zhou Ri slowly shook his head, with a hint of helplessness and disappointment between his brows.

My silly sister, it’s already this late and you’re still thinking about discussing philosophy with your brother.

At this critical moment, shouldn't the most important thing to do be to tie up the half-dead Jeremy?

The entire Asdena was shrouded in the Taiyi Dream, so Jeramy's whereabouts naturally could not be hidden from Sunday's eyes, not to mention that they had been in contact.

Therefore, the scene when Jeremy was seriously injured and weakly leaning against the wall, and was finally picked up easily by Kafka, naturally fell into Sunday's eyes.

She hired someone to hack her lover half to death, but she watched helplessly as his frail self slipped away from her arms, only to have his body easily picked up by another woman.

Sunday didn't believe that if his sister really wanted to keep him, Jeramy, who had been seriously injured by Huang Quan, would easily slip away from her arms.

At this moment, even Sunday didn't know what to say to his sister. After thinking about it, he finally had to let it go.

This disaster in my own family has somewhat delayed the righteousness of myself.

"But I came anyway, brother."

Looking carefully at the Pinocchio Theater, the theater that he was very familiar with seemed to have been tampered with. Countless spider silks surrounded the edge of the field, weaving into dazzling and complex patterns, which made it clear at a glance that it was Jeremy's masterpiece.

[Chorus] Dominic appeared behind Sunday, and his huge baton occasionally plucked the spider silk arranged like strings on the long side of the theater. Melodious tunes flowed out, soothing the Taiyi Dream that enveloped the entire Asdena galaxy.

However, no matter how hard the robin looked, he could not see the familiar white figure.

"I have a lot of questions for you, brother, but what I want to know most right now is where Mr. Jeramy is."

"He went to a beautiful place, peaceful and tranquil, where he could rest in peace."

When asked this question by the robin, Sunday's eyes suddenly became a little strange. After a moment of silence, he answered in a more tactful way.

However, this ambiguous answer obviously did not satisfy the robin, and the singer with long blue-purple hair continued to ask deeper questions.

"Just now, I don't have the heart to play dumb now. Where is Mr. Jeramy now? Our house?"

"In the arms of a beautiful woman. She's mature but not timid. She knows how to comfort a wounded heart and has a strong connection with my righteous man. Most importantly... she wouldn't suddenly think of finding someone to kill my righteous man, so I didn't stop her from taking him away."

The light answers were like sharp swords piercing Robin's heart. She knew what her brother was referring to, but she had no way to refute it.

After all, she also did the negative examples he cited.

Although he was so angry that he wanted to scratch the wall, take off the halo on his head and throw it at someone, and his silver teeth were chattering, the robin finally suppressed his emotions.

Taking a deep breath, Mockingbird brought the subject back on track.

"Brother, I still don't understand why you would bring Mr. Jeremy along to cause trouble. You should know very well that this Taiyi Dream cannot last forever."

The robin turned his head and looked at the Pinocchio below him, which was still bustling with bright lights, but had fallen into a silent sleep. He sat down along the edge of the theater, with his feet suspended in the air, dangling slowly.

"You said you would shoulder the responsibility of the sun, allowing all things to thrive under your light. But when you are no longer able to support yourself, how will those who have become dependent on your dream face reality?"

"Dreams shouldn't be a substitute for reality, and a cage shouldn't be a prerequisite for safety. Our ideal Pinocchio shouldn't be like this. Mr. Jeremy should understand this. Why would he..."

The robin placed his palm on the spider silk that was as thick as an adult's wrist, and his eyes looked a little dim.

She never doubted her path, she just felt confused and puzzled.

According to Mr. Jeramy's vision, he should obviously stand on his side. Why would he rather block Huang Quan's knife than let them destroy Taiyi's dream?

"You are absolutely right. When it comes to shared ideals, my Righteous One and you are a match made in heaven. However, the reason that brought us together wasn't our ideals, but the suffering of reality."

Sunday walked over to the robin and looked out at this star of the event that was rarely silent.

"Although I've never left Pinocchio, confined to this small corner, observing the world from a narrow perspective, I'm unqualified to discuss such grand matters as reality with you, who once roamed the starry sea. But my righteous man... he opened up some of his memories and emotions to me, allowing me to understand for the first time the suffering beyond this land of dreams."

"Do you remember the bullet hole in your neck? It's a souvenir from when you journeyed to a war-torn planet and sang for peace. Actually... my righteous ones also visited that planet. Even if you calculate the time, you were all there at the time. That was just a trivial footnote to what my righteous ones experienced."

Recalling the memories and past that Jeremy had shared with him in Taiyi's dream, Sunday took a deep breath and couldn't help but feel absurd and ridiculous for his previous narrow-minded self.

"As a Duoyin at Pinocchio, the greatest evil I've ever witnessed was the powerful using their wealth and power to cover up injustice. The greatest tragedy I've ever witnessed was the feeble excuses of a stowaway after selling out his wife and children. But my righteous people, whether they became Star Core Hunters or joined the company, have personally experienced more realistic sins and tragedies."

"He made me understand how the well-dressed and powerful people in places without order and discipline often eat raw meat and drink blood, and how stowaways who abandon their wives and children are born. Dreams are brilliant and beautiful, but for most people in prison, if they are unable to face the suffering, the cage is also a mercy."

Taking a few deep breaths to free himself from the memories of Jeremy that made him feel short of breath just by savoring them for a moment, Sunday took out the cornerstone that Jeremy had entrusted to him from his clothes.

Beneath the smooth glass, fine cracks bloom inside like petals, resembling the order of gold and jade on the outside and rotten cotton on the inside.

"That's why Jeremy stood by me. My righteous man who had experienced reality and despair firsthand chose me who had never experienced reality and despair."

"Beneath his ever-smiling exterior lies a heart that is gradually growing weary. Even if this dream is destined to be short-lived, I hope this Taichi dream of seven days off can bring him some comfort, freeing him from the mechanical toil of waiting for Sunday to arrive."

The flat voice made Robin fall into silence. Having once traveled the sea of ​​stars, she knew very well that she probably couldn't refute her brother with arguments.

This Taiyi Dream was not his goal, but just an attempt for his ideal. When the Taiyi Dream was activated and he understood the fantasy in the hearts of the people, Sunday's goal had been achieved.

He truly understood the wishes of all living beings and no longer engaged in blind fantasies and speculations. This Taiyi dream was destined to wake up, and the remnants of the dream would become nourishment for his progress.

but……

"But, brother, you shouldn't drag everyone into the dream without explanation. People should have the right to choose what they want."

"Choice...yes, choice, what a beautiful concept, but it's also the word that can make people feel powerless. When faced with a choice, you're destined to lose something."

When this word was mentioned, Sunday's expression was a little dazed.

"My Righteous One has always made choices, and he's always made the right ones. However, those choices rarely make him happy. Whether it's implanting the heart of a Star God into his body, or leaving the Star Core Hunters to join the Interstellar Peace Corporation, at least when making these choices, he doesn't feel much joy in his heart."

Looking at his brother's expression that said "I feel deeply, I understand him", the robin felt so angry that his teeth itched.

These two guys don't listen to anyone at all. They cause a lot of trouble on their own. In the end, I will probably have to rely on myself to clean up the mess.

"So, brother, you're not planning on ending Taichi's dream yourself, right?"

Knowing that words could no longer change his brother's mind, the shadow of the Wanlai Theater gradually appeared under the robin's feet. The huge figure seemed to be supporting the magnificent Pinocchio Theater, and it seemed to be dragging the starting point of this earthly kingdom of God back to the earth.

"Yes, the night will eventually pass, and the dream will end sooner or later, but even so, I still hope that this unrealistic dream can last a little longer."

Dominic opened his arms behind Sunday, as if to embrace the wishes of all living beings in his arms.

"This time, I am powerless and can only create an illusory dream. But next time, I will turn all my wishes into reality, so that my righteous people will no longer have to face the agonizing choice."

"I will make his vision come true and everything he desires, thrust into his arms."

Volume 122: Meeting Kafka

"Taking advantage of everyone's unpreparedness, Sunday unleashed the Taiyi Dream, drawing the entire Asdena galaxy into a dream. However, Robin and his crew broke free from the Taiyi Dream and attempted to break this inverted dream."

In a warmly decorated little house in Pinocchio, a melodious and fascinating chanting sounded, as if a bard was narrating what he had seen and heard with his eyes slightly lowered.

"To keep this unrealistic dream alive for a moment longer, the overconfident Star Core Hunter—Jerami Idomonalak ne Brasheri—attempted to challenge a non-Commander, confronting the Void Walker's blade with his own body, but ultimately failed."

The voice reciting the story seemed somewhat dissatisfied, with obvious resentment in the tone and intonation, and even the wording was full of personal emotions.

"Fortunately, the desperate Jeramy was rescued by the kind-hearted Star Core Hunter, Kafka. He didn't collapse on the roadside in the rain, and a warm fireplace provided some comfort."

"And in this cozy little house, Jeramy will also be interrogated by Kafka... That's it."

Kafka held a pen in one hand and used her elbow and forearm to support a hardcover book as long as her forearm with the other hand, writing on it tirelessly.

However, holding the book in this way as if playing the violin was not a comfortable posture even for Kafka. After writing down the words she had just recited, she simply put down the pen in her hand, closed the thick book and threw it into Jeremy's arms.

He raised his arms to catch the heavy book that Kafka threw away, so as to prevent the solid hard cover from hitting his wound and causing secondary damage. Jeremy looked at Kafka, who was smiling but obviously angry, and helplessly pointed out her mistake.

"The tone is wrong, not passionate enough, especially the last 'that',' the voice should have more ups and downs...Don't hit me, I'm still injured."

Jeremy used his fingertips to hold the pen that Kafka threw at him like a dart. Fortunately, Kafka had put the cap on the pen beforehand, otherwise he might have been covered in ink.

"You still know that you're an injured person, don't you know that injured people shouldn't argue with nurses? Or is it that the company's welfare system doesn't include providing care when you're injured?"

Pulling over a chair, Kafka sat down beside Jeremy's bed, her fingers crossed, her legs folded, her purple stockings covered with the black boots Jeremy bought for her, gently tapping the foot of Jeremy's bed.

"Yes, I do, but I've rarely used it. You know my physique very well. Most serious injuries heal with a good night's sleep. On the rare occasions when I'm injured and have to stay in the hospital, it's always Ms. Emerald or Topaz Gold Dust who comes to see me. Oh, and that guy Long Jing, he'll come over to see if he can get his hands on my blood."

Sitting up against the headboard, Jeremy reached out and touched his chest. The spider silk that was originally used to temporarily stop the bleeding had been removed and replaced with a clean and tidy medical bandage.

Although it still hurt terribly, the residual nothingness of Huang Quan's knife seemed to still instinctively prevent the wound from healing, but at least Jeremy's consciousness no longer had to become blurred by the injury, and the mumbling in his ears had also subsided.

"It sounds like you have a lot of friends. It seems like you lived an even more carefree life during your years at the company than when you were at the Star Core Hunters. But the carefree Director Jeremy unexpectedly fell into such a big setback at Pinocchio, and even fell for that Universal Singer."

Kafka narrowed his eyes and used his eyelids to hide the true emotions in his eyes, but Jeremy still felt that the smile of the senior next to him seemed to have become much more dangerous.

"Bring it to me someday so I can see it. If Nefera knew you were getting married, she would probably be very happy too."

"First of all, that's not how you use the word 'fragrant heart', nor is that the word 'happy marriage'. Secondly... haven't you seen it a long time ago, at Liumeng Reef?"

Opening the hardcover notebook in his hand, Jeremy looked at the chanting declarations that Kafka had recorded one by one. The actions that he had made on a whim were recorded every single one of them. Even Jeremy couldn't help feeling a little ashamed.

Why not find a chance to burn this notebook? If it falls into the hands of Topa or Shajin, I guess I will have no choice but to resign from the company.

"Oh? You knew I was coming to Pinocchio?"

Jeremy actually knew that he had seen a robin in Liumeng Reef, which made Kafka's eyes, which were originally shrouded in purple mist, become much clearer and more serious.

She was sure that she had never shown her face to Jeremy, and the Universal Singer was not the kind of person who would gossip.

"I smell it on Miss Singer. Don't forget that I bought your coat and perfume. I chose the same one as Ms. Jade. The scent is mature, elegant, and generous."

"At the end of every bad debt collection cycle, I had to be held in Ms. Jade's office to settle accounts with Topa. To say it was familiar would be an understatement. I was practically ingrained in me during that time."

Although the question in her heart was answered, the smile on Kafka's lips disappeared unconsciously.

The clothes and perfume she is using now were bought for her by Jeremy after he joined Interstellar Peace Company, and they have been the same style for several years without any changes.

Kafka still remembers the mixed feeling of relief and joy he felt when he received the package sent by mail one month after Jeremy joined the company. At that time, he was glad that the child had finally learned to pay attention to his appearance after going out and seeing the world.

Only now did I realize that the perfume I had been using for several years was not carefully selected at all, but was copied from someone else. It was the same one that that annoying moneylender used.

Suddenly I don't feel so happy anymore.

"Next time, change the style for me, and preferably the brand too. Not just the perfume, but everything from the clothes to the accessories. Got it?"

Looking at Kafka who seemed to be suddenly angry, Jeremy blinked blankly, somewhat confused.

Why was she suddenly angry? And wasn't the original set pretty good looking? She had been wearing it for several years and had never shown any intention of changing it. After all, it was a style specially matched by Ms. Jade, and the taste was absolutely guaranteed.

It seems that after returning to Pierpoint, I will have to trouble Ms. Emerald again.

Seeing Jeramy's bewildered look, Kafka sighed silently in her heart.

Although she hadn't originally expected Jeremy to understand the petty rivalries between guardians, understanding was one thing, but how he felt about it was another.

"Let's not talk about that anymore. Now that you're awake, take a look out the window. Your beloved Miss Singer is enjoying the company of your confidant, a fellow comrade. Two Heralds of the Harmonious System are engaged in a fierce battle over Pinoconi. It's a shame the entire Asdena system has fallen asleep, so few will be lucky enough to witness this once-in-a-millennium spectacle."

Following Kafka's voice, Jeremy turned his head and looked out the window.

At this moment, although the Taiyi dream created on Sunday has not yet been lifted, the night sky that originally shrouded Pinocchio has been lit up like daylight under the brilliance of the [Qi Xiang Choir] and the [Wan Lai Theater].

Golden light shines from time to time, like the holy light of an angel.

Just as Kafka had said, the two Heralds of the Harmony System engaged in a fierce battle in the sky above Pinocchio. Both sides abandoned verbal arguments and condensed their will and determination into their own brilliance, confronting each other in the sky above Pinocchio, bursting into bursts of dazzling auroras.

The fighting style between [Qi Xiang Choir] and [Wan Lai Theater] is not like the ordinary fighters' fist-to-flesh fighting, but rather it is a bit like a magic battle.

Dominic kept waving the baton in his hand, and the music composed of notes kept hitting Constantina, who was grabbing the edge of the theater with her arms and trying to pull her back to the ground.

It's not that Constantina has no means of countermeasures. It's more like her arms, which are not outstanding compared to Harmony, have never been her reliance in battle.

The strings on his back played, and visible sound waves spread out like ripples.