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Chapter 47 - Chapter 47: Help Me, Mr. Leon

Seele: "We can't blow it up."

March 7th: "See? It's the pretty girl looking out for you—"

Seele: "These are the mining team's assets. You can't just destroy them. Better to fix and move them."

March 7th: "…"

Forget she said anything.

Seele carefully inspected the jumbled mining transport tools and let out a cold huff.

"The pin connecting the body and chassis is damaged, and the rear wheel's bearing is broken. Classic Svarog minion handiwork."

March 7th rubbed her chin: "Svarog? Sounds familiar."

"Remember the robot that beat Sampo to a pulp at the boxing gym?"

Leon reminded her.

"Oh, right!"

March 7th snapped back to reality.

"Wasn't it mentioned by that doctor—what's his name? Svarog's robots. What's Svarog's deal?"

Seele's expression darkened, sidestepping the topic for now.

"It's a long story. Let's just say he's bad news. For now, let's fix this mining cart."

"We need to find usable replacement parts around here. Tch, what a waste of time."

Ah Xian didn't expect Leon's storyline to get stuck by a blocked path here.

"I've gotta rant—this is just a mining cart about human height."

"With the game characters' agility, couldn't they just climb over it? We're in a hurry, so why bother fixing it?"

"It feels like they're forcing a puzzle just for the sake of a puzzle."

[Lmao, there's no jump button.]

[No way around it—sometimes big maps throw in these brain-dead moments.]

[Leon can clearly fly, but the writers sealed his wings. Feels off no matter how you look at it.]

[If this were really the Honkai: Star Rail world, this wouldn't happen.]

[The path's blocked, but not completely—there's a visible gap you could step over with crates.]

[Level design's special gift for us players. Just accept it.]

"Wait, hold on. I remember in the closed beta, there was a small robot tool to find parts for repairs."

"But we haven't run into that robot now."

Ah Xian recalled a key detail, a spark of hope rising in her heart.

Maybe Leon had a way?

① "Why can't we just climb over the crates or cart?"

② "Is this part of Trailblazing too?"

March 7th spread her hands, her voice listless.

"Sadly… yes."

"Unbelievable. The writers and level designers must have beef. Just called the plot cringe, and now the game itself is roasting us."

Amused by the options and March 7th's response, Ah Xian stopped nitpicking.

She was more excited to see if Leon had a solution, especially without that robot.

① "Split up to find parts—twice the efficiency."

② "Help me, reliable Mr. Leon!"

"Oh, ho?"

Ah Xian was a bit surprised, glancing at the chat.

[Pick one, pick one, pick one! Both options are the same!]

[Yeah, don't click option two.]

"You guys think I'm some brainless bimbo? If the options were the same, would you need to jump out and warn me?"

Without hesitation, she picked option two.

"I've gotta act cute with my reliable, handsome Leon-hubby. Bonus points if there's voice acting."

Stelle clasped her hands piously toward Leon.

"A newbie Nameless shouldn't face a parts-finding trial. Help me, Mr. Leon!"

"No way, there's actually voice acting?"

Ah Xian's eyes widened.

The confused viewers in the stream were also stunned.

"Too bad the tone's not flirty at all—just pure, earnest pleading."

[Flirty tone? Can't imagine Caelus saying this to Leon in a flirty voice—that'd be hilarious.]

[Isn't this Clara's ultimate line? Lol.]

[Svarog's reliable for Clara, and Leon's reliable for Trailblazer, right?]

[Blind spot, you found the key point.]

The camera shifted to Leon.

His expression froze briefly before breaking into a slight smile.

"Then hold on tight. Grab March—she's got shaky footing and might fall."

Leon spread his palm, forming a vortex of wind that quickly expanded.

Then he clenched his fist, pulling the dispersed vortex back.

"Whoa—"

March 7th lost her balance, tumbling straight into Stelle's arms.

Stelle: "You're frailer than Leon, the doctor. Can't even handle a little wind."

March 7th elbowed her.

"He says he's a frail doctor, and you believe him?!"

"Don't elbow me again—what if I get locked up?" Stelle helplessly steadied her.

[Yes, yes, yes! Trailblazer and March-wife are cuddling!]

[Quick, say thanks to Father!]

[Thank you, Father, for the assist!]

[Bronya and Seele are too sturdy. I wanna ship them~~]

[Seele-Bronya squad, rise up!]

[Why's no one shipping Father Leon?]

[What, looking for a stepmom?]

[Father-daughter rebellion not spicy enough?]

[Old man's not for shipping—he's for respecting. Don't be cheeky.]

"Trailblazer's so pure. How could Hubby be a frail doctor? I know how fierce he is."

[Tell us how fierce.]

"Need I explain? Don't you all know?"

[Fair point. Since Ah Xian's creating, she can set the duration herself.]

[Suddenly looking forward to a doujin where Ah Xian gets disciplined by Father's stick for three days and nights…]

[Too tame. Knowing Ah Xian, her doujin would have her getting plowed by Leon for at least ten days.]

Ah Xian pointed her index finger at the camera, mimicking a husky pointing meme.

"Look at you perverts. Didn't Xiao Ka analyze Hubby's strength already? Isn't his power fierce?"

[That kind of fierce?]

"What else? You young folks are wild. Learn from pure ol' me."

[???]

[You'd better actually be pure.]

The scene returned to Leon.

He lowered his arm, and a pile of mechanical parts appeared at his feet.

They weren't scattered messily but arranged neatly in order.

"The parts for repairs should all be here. Let's get to work. Finding Stellaron clues has been tough enough."

① "Thank you, Mr. Leon."

② "Without reliable Leon, the Trailblaze team would fall apart."

March 7th glared: "Hinting I'm deadweight? Seems like you're dragging yourself into it too."

Stelle said earnestly: "Based on my memories, I'm not even a month old. Being deadweight's normal—cut me some slack."

March 7th: "ヾ(≧へ≦)〃"

She's so shameless!

Seele: "Your skills are pretty interesting. That breeze at your feet was wind, right?"

"To control wind like that—do all offworlders have such strange abilities?"

Humans using wind to pull a pile of parts from the ground? Eye-opening.

March 7th: "I don't."

Stelle flexed her arm: "I've got brute strength—one punch kills a cow. Does that count?"

March 7th: "Here you go again."

Seele picked up an axle: "Raw strength's just a natural gift, not a strange ability."

Stelle: "Natural gift works too. Better than cute little March with no talents at all."

"I'd say you're more like 'stuffed-belly pie.' I'm just being humble—my Six-Phased Ice is pretty awesome, okay?!"

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