"You must remember, you absolutely, absolutely, absolutely must help the Chrysos Heirs complete the Re-Creation!"
Cyrene on the television had a serious expression: "Only by completing the Re-Creation can you protect the galaxy! You must remember this point, partners!"
"I hope the fate of Amphoreus can be written into a brand-new romantic story in your hands! Good luck~"
Stelle quickly reached out: "Eh eh eh wait a second, isn't this plot progressing a bit too fast? You haven't even explained the cause and effect yet? Don't rush off!"
Cyrene thought for a moment and explained: "Alright. You all come from beyond the sky, so someone else must have already told you things like 'Amphoreus is a data world,' right?"
"But in reality, everything that happens inside Amphoreus is absolutely real. However, this world has been sealed off by the evil Lygus little ghost, who deceives everyone into thinking it's all fake."
"Only by completing the Re-Creation can you break Amphoreus's shackles and let it reappear in the galaxy. During this process, Lygus will definitely secretly obstruct you from the shadows, because what he likes most is to first give others hope and then plunge them into despair."
"Do you understand now?"
Stelle and March 7th looked at each other: "We... probably understand?"
March 7th muttered thoughtfully: "If there's something like this? Then doesn't that mean Lygus has put this entire world under house arrest?"
Cyrene nodded: "Mm-hm. Including me, the entire world is now under his control. But the people of Amphoreus don't know. Even the Chrysos Heirs have been deceived by him and see him as a reliable senior."
"And that's not all. Now that you've come to Amphoreus, in order to ensure the secrets here don't get out, Lygus will definitely try every possible way to silence you and will never allow you to leave. So on this point, you must be very careful."
After saying these words, Cyrene also carefully looked left and right, then waved at Stelle and the other: "Sorry, time is limited this time. I can only say this much, otherwise I'll be discovered by Lygus."
"Remember this no matter what—do not believe Lygus. You must complete the Re-Creation."
"······"
After saying these words, the television screen automatically dimmed. The entire space returned to silence.
Stelle and March 7th looked at each other. The latter was the first to speak: "If that's the case, I'll return to the train right now to notify the others and call a few more helpers. We'll see if we can act from both inside and outside at the same time to help this world break free from its house arrest."
Stelle weakly raised her hand: "Um······ March, you still haven't said how you appeared in my dream."
"That's not the important part. The important part is that I have to return to the train soon." March 7th said seriously: "Return to the train, explain the situation, find reinforcements······ This whole series of things will take at least a few days."
Stelle nodded: "March, I'll definitely miss you."
March 7th: "I've been waiting for you to say that!"
With that, she struck out with one palm. Stelle collapsed in response, then it was smack smack smack smack······
·····
She woke from the dream.
"Awake?"
When Stelle opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was Sunday's gentle face: "You slept for ten hours and twenty-one minutes. It seems the previous adventure left you quite exhausted."
"Getting up right after waking up isn't healthy for the body. If you don't mind, I can give you a massage for a while. I guarantee I'll eliminate all your drowsiness."
Dan Heng, standing to the side, silently watched this scene. Then he took out his phone and quietly recorded a short video, planning to show it to March 7th later.
Stelle lay on the bed. To be honest, after being tossed around like that by March in the dream, she really did feel a bit uncomfortable now. So she thought for a moment and said: "Alright. Thank you, old Sunday."
Sunday sighed: "Alas, it's fine even if you're unwilling······ I swear in the name of [Ena], I will do my utmost!"
Finally! She finally agreed!
The little wings behind Sunday's head spread open from the joy in his heart, and a flush of excitement even appeared on his face: This······ had taken such a huge roundabout!
He knew it. In the past, Miss Stelle had always ignored him purely because March 7th was causing trouble in between!
Sunday neatly rolled up his sleeves, took out the limited-edition soap endorsed by Gallagher from his pocket, and after washing it three times with spirit water, he extended both hands toward Stelle's back and pressed down with just the right amount of strength.
Don't think Sunday was just a capitalist. Before he became CEO, he had also worked part-time as a massage therapist. Even after becoming an existence above ten thousand people, he still often gave Gallagher massages to express his feelings.
The moment he touched Stelle's back, many thoughts flashed through Sunday's mind. But right at that moment, an abrupt sound suddenly rang out:
Bang bang bang!
——"Partners! How was the rest? I'm Phainon. Mydei and I came to find you. I still have something to say to you. Open the door~"
"······"
Phainon stood outside the door, still carrying a cloth bag in his hand. His smile was bright and sunny as he politely knocked on the door: "Look what I brought for you?"
Behind Phainon, Mydei elegantly took two steps back. His golden threads told him that the emotion of "resentment" behind the door was exploding exponentially. It was best to stay away.
Click——
The round lock on the door began to turn and unlock. A long, rugged face with messy lines suddenly poked out. "Listen, baby, I love you so much."
Phainon: "Eh?"
Whoosh——
Before Phainon could react to what had happened, Sunday grabbed him and dragged him inside to be educated.
"Alas······"
Mydei shook his head, gently brushed the hair from his forehead, looked at the other two, and smiled: "How was the rest?"
Dan Heng: "It was fine. Mr. Mydei, may I ask where that senior Lygus is currently located? My companion and I wanted to visit him not long ago, but we were told he wasn't at his residence."
Mydei: "It seems we really do have fate? Coincidentally, the news we came to bring you is also related to him."
"We are preparing to begin the crusade against [Strife] Nikador. Right now, most of the Chrysos Heirs are gathering, and this crusade was initiated by him."
"You are the heroes who defended the holy city, so you naturally also have the qualifications to participate in this Chrysos Heirs' parliament. If you want to see him, you can come with us."
Dan Heng touched his chin: "A Chrysos Heirs internal meeting? Mm······ Thank you for your trust. We accept the invitation. Please take us there."
Mydei nodded and casually snapped his fingers. A wisp of golden thread carried the information and flew into the distance. Just like that, a few seconds passed······
Boom——!
They only heard a muffled thunder-like sound suddenly come from beside them. Then Dan Heng, with a face full of black lines, saw a fair fist abruptly stretch out from the space in front of them, shattering the void. Immediately after, as if prying open an elevator door, it forcibly pried the space open.
A rough, Aranara-style Tribios walked out from within. "Come, let's go."