Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

Sand Gold smiled faintly:

“Mr. Yan Huan, this is not what you call a downline.”

"Instead... death."

"In dreams...true death."

……

at the same time.

Golden moment.

On Sunday, I stood on the footbridge, gazing at the grand theater suspended high in the air.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his brows slightly furrowed.

From behind, came the sound of a robin.

"Brother, I'm back."

Upon hearing the voice, Sunday slowly turned around, revealing a gentle smile:

"……Welcome back."

How are the performance preparations going?

"It's alright, don't worry," the robin said with a friendly smile.

"fine?"

Sunday frowned slightly and shook his head, saying:

"Hmm, that's not good."

"You are the pride of the family. Don't let those unnecessary emotions affect your perfect rhythm."

The robin lowered its head:

"I... I understand."

Immediately, she looked up at Sunday:

"Brother, you look a little down... What happened?"

"Is it because of the guests who received invitations from [the watchmaker]?"

On Sunday, with his back to the robin, he continued gazing at the distant Grand Theatre in the sky and said in a deep voice:

"Yes, I received the report..."

"[Death] took some of them away."

"Perhaps they were instructed by someone..."

"Ah," Sunday turned to look at the robin apologetically.

"Feel sorry."

"I forgot you just got back, you probably don't know about this."

Sunday lamented:

"Since when, a nightmare called [death] has descended upon Pinocchio. It attacks people indiscriminately, bringing the death of the spirit to everyone equally..."

"But in the beautiful dream built by the family, no misfortune should happen."

"It severely disrupts the order and peace of dreams... How hateful."

Upon hearing this, the robin immediately adopted a serious expression:

"This has happened... has someone else been murdered?"

"Yes, someone has been murdered." Sunday, with his back to the robin, spoke in a cold voice:

"For example...you."

Upon hearing this, the robin froze.

Sunday glanced at her sideways and said in a deep voice:

"That's enough, Fool."

Your actions have chilled me to the bone.

"..."

"Pfft."

The next moment, the robin standing behind him reverted to its original form.

She was a lively girl with pigtails, hands on her hips, teasingly saying:

"You're quite perceptive, Chicken Wing Boy?"

Sunday turned around and coldly scrutinized the fool before him:

"The Ode to Harmony is truly not deceiving me."

"The words of a fool begin with folly and end with wicked arrogance."

"Please leave; you are not welcome in His dream."

Fireworks smiled gently:

"Hey, don't look so serious!"

"Why are you so serious, quoting scriptures and all that?"

"I just wanted to ask."

"Now that things have come to this, is the family still not planning to take action?"

"Your poor sister has already sacrificed herself?"

Fireworks' smile deepened:

"Don't you...want to avenge her?"

Sunday took a deep breath and replied:

"It's not the right time yet."

“When the appointed day comes, I will execute judgment.”

Upon hearing this answer, Hanabi couldn't help but praise:

"Wow~"

"Wow, that's impressive! You can actually tolerate this!"

"What a cold-blooded guy."

"Hey, we might get along really well?"

Suddenly, she thought of something and excitedly suggested:

"How about this, I can attend various events in place of your sister."

"You certainly don't want people to know that the Harmonious Music Festival can no longer be held, do you?"

On Sunday, he turned away coldly and said in a deep voice:

"The family has its own arrangements."

"Stop defiling my dear sister with your treacherous tongue, you fool."

Fireworks nodded helplessly:

"Okay, okay~"

"I just wanted to say... I'm always happy to help you if you need it, okay?"

Who could resist a boy who wears studs on chicken wings?

"No need," Sunday replied.

“The murderer has already revealed his true colors under His light, and he will surely fall to the ground because of his own schemes.”

“If he does not turn back, his sword will be sharpened and his bow will be strung, so that the evil that the wicked have inflicted will befall him.”

"Wait until then."

"The pagans who do not love God will then realize that they are but mortals and will fall into Hades..."

Sunday's eyes grew even deeper:

"...and me."

“He will become His vanguard, personally bringing good news to Him—[the watchmaker].”

……

Dreamland.

Daydream Hotel.

Inside the Robin's guest room.

"...Hey friend, why do you look so calm?"

Sand Gold looked at Yan Huan in surprise and asked in confusion:

"Someone's dead! The demise of the spiritual world—aren't you saddened by the passing of our Miss Robin?"

"why."

Yan Huan gazed calmly at the Dream Pool:

“I don’t even know her well, why am I so upset?”

"What, you have a crush on her?"

"Haha, of course not," Sand Gold said with a faint smile.

"When I first saw this scene, I was just shocked."

"This is the renowned robin himself."