The Infinite Journey of a Certain Flame

Just as Kiana was lost in thought, trying to figure out how to reasonably find out the other party's identity, the little cutie beneath her spoke up.

The voice was soft and gentle, as melodious as the chirping of a fledgling bird...

"Yeah?"

Upon hearing this, Kiana was slightly taken aback, then turned around and saw that the little girl was actually looking at her with her big, blinking eyes...

It must be admitted that this girl is indeed very beautiful.

She has fair skin and delicate features; overall, she is the kind of person whose beauty grows on you.

After a brief stalemate...

“You might have misunderstood. I’m not a bad person. What’s your name?” Kiana asked.

"Huh?" Alicia slowly stepped forward, somewhat helplessly reaching out to grab Kiana's arm. "Alright, alright, don't be so rude to girls~ You two should get up before you talk, okay?"

Upon hearing Alicia's advice, Kiana paused for a moment, then realized that her current posture wasn't ideal...

"Ok."

She then slowly rose and extended her hand toward Gretchen:

“My name is Kiana, as you can see. I am... a guest of the Firemoth.”

"...You...can call me Gretchen."

After being freed, Gretchen didn't run away. She tilted her head and stared at Kiana for a while before continuing, "My name is Gretchen... and your name is Kiana?"

"Hmm... what's wrong?"

Nodding, Kiana said, "Judging from your expression, you seem to know me quite well?"

Although it's unclear why Gretsch felt this way, her expression was definitely not the kind of expression one would show to a stranger.

That's really strange...

Could it be that this child acts this familiar with strangers as well?

"Hello, sister in my dream... I... am Gretchen."

"...In a dream?"

Kiana narrowed her eyes slightly, looking at Gretchen's captivating purple eyes, and then glanced around.

By this time, the other spectators had all gotten up from the ground and were standing not far from Gretsch.

Upon seeing this, Kiana's lips curled into a bitter smile.

Well, how should I put it... this whole incident started because of Greta.

Who told this little guy to be so young and not learn good things, like Möbius spying on him?

Unfortunately, most of these people wouldn't believe me if I told the truth.

After all, he has a long criminal record.

Thinking of this, Kiana hesitated for a moment, then turned to Alicia and asked, "Could you do me a favor?"

As she spoke, she waved.

Seeing this, Alicia, though unsure of what had happened, still leaned in to listen to Kiana's whispers.

"Oh? Oh...mmm..."

Listening to Kiana's whispered words, Alicia nodded with a kiss, her mysterious demeanor naturally drawing eager anticipation from the others.

Everyone assumed Kiana was hiding something important from them.

result...

"Alright, everyone, please disperse. The truth is..."

After listening to Kiana's explanation, Alicia didn't waste any words and stated directly:

"Greece hasn't been out for some fresh air in a long time, so after seeing the lovely and charming Kiana..."

He followed her, wanting to be her friend, but she spotted him.

Sigh~ As expected, it's hard to fathom a young girl's mind~

After Alicia finished speaking, she covered her mouth and chuckled, seemingly enjoying the spectacle, completely unaware of the surprise her words had given to the person in question.

Kiana was certainly surprised, but she wasn't pleased at all.

"How can you interpret a perfectly good sentence as something like this? Can I take that as you gloating?"

Kiana couldn't help but laugh and complain, but to her surprise, Alicia didn't seem to care about these details. She simply shook her head slowly, her gaze passing through Kiana's.

"Maybe? Heh... Kosmo over there, do you think that reason is reasonable enough?"

"...A ridiculous reason." A cold male voice sounded from behind.

At that moment, the image of a green-haired sage flashed through Kiana's mind...

If she hadn't been so certain that this was a pre-civilization area, she would have thought that Xiao had arrived.

"Is this Kosmo?"

"I didn't expect him to come... He has a bad temper, what if a fight breaks out..."

"What do you mean by 'what if'? Aren't we fighting a Herrscher right now?!"

Perhaps because the atmosphere at the scene was too oppressive, the onlookers all showed expressions of great fear.

And incredibly, they believed they had participated in the battle against Kiana, the Herrscher...

For a moment, Alicia and Kiana didn't know what to say.

Looking in the direction from which the sound came, the two of them simultaneously fixed their gazes on Kosmo.

"Gresh, come quick!"

Upon realizing that Kiana's attention had been drawn to him, Kosmo immediately began calling out to Gretchen.

Greta looked at Kosmo in bewilderment. She didn't know why Kosmo was suddenly yelling at her, but seeing his serious expression, she obediently walked to his side.

"what happened?"

"Never mind that."

As he spoke, Kosmo stretched out his right hand and shielded Grey behind him.

He then looked at Kiana with a wary expression, as if he could rush in and fight her at any time if conditions allowed.

"Kosmo? Hmm..."

Rubbing her forehead, Gretchen touched the back of her head in surprise, then began to rummage in the pocket of her skirt.

"Gresh? What are you looking for?"

Seeing her fumbling for something, Kosmo's guard gradually relaxed. He looked Gretchen up and down, muttering to himself:

"Could it be paint? No, you never lack paint, so what is it...?"

"Found it..."

A moment later, Greta produced a wad of paper from who-knows-where.

When they saw the paper covered in all sorts of paint, everyone looked puzzled.

Kiana, in particular, scratched the back of her head, completely baffled:

"So why do you say I'm the older sister in your dreams?"

Her question was soon answered when Gretchen laid out the painting and made it public...

"Is that a Herrscher depicted in that painting?"

"Yes, that's the Herrscher!"

"My God, what is that thing she's holding like a toy? Could it be our planet?!"

As Gretchen unfolded the painting, the audience's attention was instantly drawn to the unique work, which could be described as a portrait.

Even Kiana and Alicia were completely baffled by the painting.

Before Kiana could speak, Alicia stepped forward slowly, touched her chin, and bent down, saying:

"Why... Gretchen, could you draw Kiana so beautifully? Hmm~ Not only is her hair a bit longer, but her clothes are also much more gorgeous! Could you draw one for me next time?"

It's quite normal for there to be fourteen heroes out of the thirteen, right? (Previous Civilization): Chapter Twenty-Four: When the realm of gods is touched, even the gods will cast their gaze, Doctor.

Upon hearing her words, Gretchen tilted her head, thought for a moment, and then shook her head.

"Huh? Can't I... Well, alright. Since Gretsch doesn't agree, I can't force her."

Alicia smoothed things over quite casually, seemingly completely unaware of how awkward the atmosphere was.

It has to be said that her reaction was so normal that it seemed like she wasn't a normal person.

But undeniably, it was precisely because of her nonchalant attitude that the previously tense atmosphere eased considerably.

The members of the Fire Moth looked at each other, suddenly wondering what kind of conflict this Herrscher was having with the Fusion Warriors.

Of course, their interactions seemed more like playful banter than a serious argument.

"Do we feel like our existence is somewhat superfluous?"

"It seems so. What should we do next? Should we notify the others?"

"What's with these fusion warriors and Herrschers hanging around together? Which side are they on anyway?"

The members of the Firemoth organization have differing opinions regarding the ambiguous interactions between Alicia and Kiana, ranging from doubt and indignation to suspicion and fear.

Ultimately, these differing opinions are all detrimental to both sides.

To put it simply, it means standing on the opposite side of Kiana and the others.

Despite belonging to the same organization, they have formed two opposing stances at this moment.

This reveals the deep-seated divisions within the fire-chasing moth.

Having witnessed many aspects of human nature during her travels, Kiana knew very well that friction would arise when "we" and "them" were separated.

Once friction escalates into conflict, it inevitably leads to bloodshed and death.