Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

He turned out to be a bard.

"Excuse me..." Xia Die stepped forward, "Are there any poems that describe Nicardo's madness, or the secrets of Suspended Peak City hidden in the mist?"

"Oh?" Libo looked interested.

"Madam, you've come to the right person!"

“I have such a poem in my collection, which has never been heard by anyone else.”

"Then, let me recite it for you all—"

After he finished speaking, he fell silent, simply smiling as he looked at the two of them.

After a long silence, Yan Huan finally took out a Liheng coin from her pocket and handed it to him.

After accepting the Liheng coins, Libo picked up his harp and coughed lightly.

"Cough cough..."

"Then... shall I begin?"

Under the watchful eyes of Yan Huan and Xia Die, the bard sang:

"The millennium-long war is drawing to a close, and the world is about to plunge into a long, chaotic night; valiant Titan, why has your golden heart become shattered?"

"Gods, are you weary of strife? If so, how can your tyranny be explained, and how can the darkness that shrouds you be dispelled?"

"Gods, have you forgotten your glory?"

"If that's the case, how can you protect your dignity? Where should you turn to respect your people?"

“Oh, great Nicardo… I understand, we all understand.”

"Your indomitable divinity has not died; you are merely temporarily entangled by the surging black tide."

"But you never yielded! You never deserted in the face of battle."

"Your golden warrior soul will one day triumph over the Black Tide and reshape that suspended throne."

"Our god, our king, to sustain your eternal battle, we have prepared a grand sacrifice—"

"Please allow us to touch your soul with our humble ten fingers, to weave for you a sword and vessel adorned with divinity... It will grant you eternal life and store your eternal glory."

Thus, the bard's chanting came to an end.

“Mimi~! (That’s it. Memories collected.)” Mimi happily took out her book and started writing on it with a quill pen.

Xia Die nodded in agreement:

"Thank you, poet with a beautiful voice."

"Your poems will be sung forever and become a bulwark to protect Ohmma."

According to this poem, Nicardoli transformed from a glorious warrior into a mad king entirely because he was corrupted by the Black Tide.

"Something that can even corrupt the Titans?" Yan Huan mused.

In other words, the Black Tide is at a much higher level than these Titans.

"Mimi~! (Come on, buddy!)"

Immediately afterwards, Mimi flew off in another direction.

Yan Huan and Xia Die followed her, running all the way to a blacksmith's shop.

“Mimi! (Memory, craftsman...collection!)” Mimi pointed to the tall mountain craftsman.

“Hattornus…” Xia Die looked at the craftsman and accurately pronounced his name.

"So, I have heard the story of how it forged the sacred artifact for Suspended Peak City."

At the same time, Hatonus also noticed their gazes.

“Oh…Xia Die, stranger in a foreign land…”

"What brings you here, Hattonus...?"

Xia Die stepped forward and negotiated:

"I remember you were once invited by the Suspended Peak Clan to create a sacred artifact for them... I wonder if you can recall the details?"

Chapter 1228 Please claim your pet

"...This is indeed true. Why do you ask about it?"

"To kill Nicardoli," Yan Huan replied curtly.

“Hmm…” Hatonus looked at him.

"Hundreds upon hundreds...the divine weapons I have forged. It's impossible to remember them all."

"I apologize, stranger. I cannot offer you any help."

Xia Die understood Hatonus's explanation quite well.

“Indeed… the master craftsman has lived for too long, it’s impossible for him to remember every single commission he’s handled.”

"Your Excellency Yan Huan, is there any other way...?"

"Yes, I have."

Yan Huan looked at Hattonus.

"It's okay if you can't remember, I can perform a soul search..."

"Soul search?" Xia Die was somewhat confused.

"It sounds... a bit unjust."

"Oh, then let's put it another way, like... checking memories."

Yan Huan approached Hattonus and asked:

"Can I flip through your head? I promise it won't hurt."

Hatonus hesitated for a moment, but still agreed to the request.

"Please."

Yan Huan made Hatonus squat down, raised her hand, and placed it on his forehead, which was as big as a casserole dish.

……

In the memory space, Yan Huan saw Hatonus's past.

At that time, a group of Suspended Blade tribesmen surrounded Hatonus.

"Well, Master Craftsman? Can you create the sword vessel used to seal divinity?"

“Objects that my forging hammer cannot create do not exist,” the towering Hattonus replied calmly, bowing his head.

"Bring me the finest stone from Suspended Edge City. Find the golden blood of the Titans of Strife. I will forge the sword vessel."

Hattonus at that time was dressed in magnificent white armor, looking dashing and heroic.

The man with the suspended peak asked:

"So, you've agreed?"

"And what about the payment? We're asking you to forge an amazing artifact... It's impossible not to pay you."

Hattonus answered slowly:

"The payment... is simple."

"Peace, to my people."

"The people of the mountains will no longer be slaves or warriors of Suspended Peak City, ever."

After much deliberation, the chieftain of the Suspended Peak tribe finally agreed to the condition.

"Then it's a pleasure to cooperate, Master Craftsman."

……

Yan Huan opened her eyes and removed her hand from Hatonus's forehead.

"So the Mountain People used to be from Suspended Peak City too."

"Mr. Yan Huan, is it alright now?" Xia Die asked.

"Ah."

Yan Huan tossed the copied memory fragments to Mimi in the air.

"I just didn't expect Hattonus to be able to forge holy artifacts."

No wonder he was able to repair Danheng's gun.

"That's a really useful ability." Xia Die smiled faintly.

"The power to peer into other people's memories sounds like it could be easily abused."

"Fortunately, you are the one who has it in hand."

Since Yan Huan entered the city, it seems that she has never performed a soul-searching procedure on anyone.

At least it's humanitarian; at least I didn't become a citizen of my homeland.

"Mmmmmm...mmmmmm...mmmmmm... (Memory, observation. Happiness...take it with you!)"

Mimi flew up again, taking the two of them to the next location.

On the way, Yan Huan passed by the Earth Beast Workshop and glanced at it, only to find an Earth Beast standing by the roadside in a posture just like a human.

"?" He silently stopped and stared intently at the earth beast.

I feel like I've forgotten something.

The Earth Beast stood on its feet, patted its round belly with its fat right hand, and looked up to meet Yan Huan's gaze in the distance.

Yan Huan: "..."

Earth Beast: "..."