Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"Huh? How could that be? This is the most important person to me!" Paris smiled.

"Alright, you should go now. Lady Oenone is looking for you. She will help me pay the 500,000 liheng coins."

"Now, I owe you nothing!"

Chapter 1242: The Infatuated Elder and the Considerate Me

Inside the Yunshi Palace.

Yan Huan accepted an enormous Liheng coin.

"Thank you for rescuing Paris, brave warrior."

Elder Oenone smiled faintly at Yan Huan:

"Although 500,000 Liheng coins is a bit much, it is something he promised, so I won't make a fuss about it."

"Now that wealth has been bestowed upon you, please do not disturb Paris's life any longer."

Yan Huan hadn't expected these words.

But upon closer examination, it seems reasonable?

After all, I had indeed been keeping a closer eye on things a bit too much.

"What disturbance? I was just passing by."

Yan Huan put the money away and asked:

"When does the festival in Suspended Peak City end? I need to attend the final awards ceremony then."

“Hanging Edge City?” Oenone frowned slightly.

"That's not a good place."

"You should know the nature of those barbarians."

"Even when they hold festivals, they are bloodthirsty and cruel."

"My intuition tells me that their purpose in holding this festival is not simple, because these barbarians have even allowed people from other city-states to participate this time..."

The conflict between Suspended Peak and Ohma is not a one-off occurrence, or rather... they are happy to have conflicts with any city-state.

They love war.

Now that Nicardoli has been polluted by the Kuroshio Current, these remaining, contentious people are still willing to follow it in its conquests.

Even though the Kuroshio Current is coming on strong.

To the people of Ohm, the current Suspended Peak City is no more merciful than the Black Tide.

"According to the intelligence we have gathered, their festival will probably need to continue for at least three more days."

Oenone looked worried.

"I've heard that you are exceptionally skilled. Don't go to such a place and risk your life."

"If possible, I would like you to join my ranks..."

"..." Upon receiving the invitation from the elder, Yan Huan refused without hesitation.

"Forget it, I don't want to be a soldier in the Senate."

The previous garrison commander looked extremely worried, and I didn't want to follow in his footsteps.

……

"Great! Paris, you danced wonderfully!"

In Place de la Cerfal, people are cheering for Paris's dance.

Paris was beaming with joy at their praise.

"Thank you~ Thank you everyone!"

"No matter how well I dance, it's still a dance that everyone is used to seeing."

"But there's a rare guest here who might bring a unique dance to the show!"

Immediately, he invited the Heavenly Punishment Hunter in the corner:

"Come on, girl, dance with me!"

"...Me?" The Heavenly Punishment Hunter looked at the expressions of the people around him, appearing somewhat hesitant.

"Oh, it's not difficult at all. Just move your body to the song," Paris encouraged.

At this moment, Xia Die, wearing a cloak, stood on a high stone pillar, silently watching the gathering crowd.

People successively offered encouragement to the hunters who were punished by heaven.

"Don't be shy! Show us the dance of Suspended Peak City!"

"Hey, hey, are you still hung up on this and don't want to give Ohma any face?"

"What's wrong, miss? Everything is difficult at the beginning. Don't always be so cold."

Seeing so many people shouting, the Heavenly Punishment Hunter felt a little embarrassed to refuse and was half-heartedly pulled over by Paris.

"Sigh... okay, I'll give it a try."

Its body seemed somewhat stiff as it groped its way around, spinning, jumping, turning, and swinging its arms...

"Haha, that's a great jump!" Paris clapped immediately.

The surrounding crowd also joined in the applause.

'Clap clap clap clap clap—!'

The Heavenly Punishment Hunter was somewhat taken aback. "So... this counts as a dance?"

Encouraged by those around him, the Heavenly Punishment Hunter jumped even harder, spinning and leaping... until—

'boom--'

A vase was knocked to the ground, making a shattering sound.

The sound silenced everyone, who stared blankly at the vase shattered by the Heavenly Hunter.

Paris couldn't help but feel regret:

"Oh dear, this is terrible..."

Upon seeing this, the Heavenly Punishment Hunter immediately bowed and apologized.

"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to."

After the vase shattered, a moment of silence fell. The laughter subsided, replaced by a bubbling of whispers.

"If I remember correctly, this vase was made from Georia's sacred stone, and she managed to break it in one go..."

"Yes! I was just standing next to her..." The woman felt a wave of fear wash over her.

"If someone bumps into me, does that mean I'll go straight to see Cenatos?"

"I heard this thing was created for war, and it might even have killed our own people. Why would we let something like this attend a banquet..."

Like a stone thrown into a still pond, the broken vase caused a great deal of commotion, making the topic of conversation at the gathering quite delicate.

"Hey, what are you saying!" Paris was a little angry. He had just been praising the girl for dancing well, so why did he suddenly change his expression?

Looking down at the commotion below, Xia Die simply stood quietly on the high place, unmoved.

"..."

If the Wrath Hunter is subjected to even greater oppression, will she choose to attack the inhabitants here?

Until then...

"Gentlemen, please do not insult our guests to their faces."

The garrison commander walked slowly over and stopped the riot.

“This lady is a guest of our Ohmma. Do not bring prejudice to this inclusive city.”

Some people worried:

"Guard Commander, the Titans' retinue is ultimately different from us mortals. Letting her act freely here is tantamount to threatening the safety of the city's inhabitants."

“Hmm.” The garrison commander did not deny it, but looked at Paris.

“That’s right, did you hear that, Paris? You shouldn’t have brought her here.”

"Tch, fine, fine, fine."

Paris glanced at the crowd reluctantly.

"Let's go, there are other places to have fun in Ohmma..."

Just as he was about to take the Heavenly Wrath Hunter away, the garrison commander called him back.

"and many more."

The garrison commander looked serious.

"Since she is now one of us, she should also abide by our laws."

"All the peace here is a gift from Kefal and a precious ancient treasure of Ohmma."

"According to the law, the guards should temporarily detain the criminals who damaged this place and hand them over to the court for sentencing."

"Huh? Don't be so serious!" Paris exclaimed in surprise. "Don't forget, she's Oenone..."

"Paris, are you planning to bring up the elders again?" the garrison commander said angrily, arms crossed.

"Because of you, I just saw Lady Oenone give that warrior 500,000 liheng coins."

"You think you can make her pay for your life just because you saved an elder once?"

"And this servant, as a guest of the elders, can she escape the checks and balances of Taranton?"

"Paris, do you consider yourself part of this privilege, thinking that the scales of Taranton should tip because of you?!"