Honkai Impact 3rd: The Girl Who Chases the Flame

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"..."

Mebius woke up, looked at the messages on his phone, and scratched his messy hair:

.........

[Date]

0:30

Alicia:

Hey Möbius! My friends and I went on a prison break!

.........

"A prison break? Break what... Wait, a prison break?!"

Möbius suddenly became completely sober.

"Damn it, that stinky woman... Klein, Klein!"

"Hey? Doctor, what's wrong?"

Klein heard the sound, pushed the door open, and then covered his eyes.

"Doctor! I've told you so many times, get dressed first!"

"Klein, get ready, we're going to find Velvi."

"what?"

"Damn it, my socks! Where are my socks?"

Chapter Thirty-Four: At this moment, Aponia had no words to express her suffering.

at this time

Aponia was praying, kneeling there as always. As the only person here without shackles, she had the greatest freedom but rarely left.

"Next, that child should try to contact me... Will it be a plea, or a deal?"

Aponia wasn't in a hurry; she knew the girl's situation, and she even played a part in it.

If she hadn't told Adam about things to her when she was completely unaware, she probably wouldn't have ended up here.

Otherwise, whether she likes it or not, Mebius and Alicia will keep her locked up until she is calm enough.

But Aponia doesn't feel guilty, because it's a right that the child should have. She should know about it before anyone else and then make her own choice.

Ultimately, her choice satisfied Aponia, because bearing sin for good is the reason why good people are good.

If she were willing to plead, Aponia would immediately unlock her shackles and hold her in her arms.

Such a strong girl, if she were willing to temporarily set aside her pride for her goals, what an endearing thing that would be!

If it's a transaction, Aponia wouldn't mind adding a few more chips. Isn't that how the world works? A free lunch always raises suspicion, so it's not unreasonable to seek some benefits appropriately.

Time is running out for you, let me see your choice, Melu...

"Hey, hey, hey? Is this Aponia?"

"..."

Aponia fell silent and tilted her head.

"Can you hear me? Hey, really? You're supposed to be the most powerful psychic-sensory fusion warrior, and you can't hear me?"

"..."

Aponia suddenly opened her eyes, leaped up like a cheetah, and pointed the dagger hidden in her leg at her back...

There was no one there.

"...Are you really an employee of the sanatorium? Anyone who didn't know better would think you were a secret agent from some organization."

"...This really surprised me."

Aponia had no choice but to admit that she, who had never encountered a mental opponent in her entire life, had been so easily connected to on a spiritual level.

"Oh... so you're surprised. Don't worry about it. I don't have any mental attack skills. I'm just passing on a message."

"...You are a spirit? No, impossible. There is no soul that does not depend on a physical body."

Aponia frowned.

"Synergy? Symbiosis? Imprint... or the stigmata that Möbius once mentioned..."

"...Hey, aren't you being way too sensitive?"

Sagara was startled; some of the answers here were already very close to its mode of existence.

In fact, the so-called Stigmata Project was gradually perfected by Mebius after he studied how it coexisted with Melutina.

In a sense, it can indeed be said to be the little girl's stigmata, while also occupying a part of Melutina's spirit.

When a soul devotes most of its power to controlling its physical body, its spiritual freedom is greatly diminished. In contrast, a Sagara, who has no control over the body, possesses a high degree of spiritual freedom.

This is why it found and connected with the spirit of Aponia without any difficulty.

"You said you were delivering a message... were you sent by Melutina?"

I hope you'll say you were "invited" over.

"...It doesn't matter, Mr. Messenger."

Aponia regained her composure and knelt down on the ground again.

"So, what she wanted to express to me, was it a plea or a deal?"

"...She said, 'Get over here.'"

"..."

Aponia tilted her head, thinking she had misheard.

"Mr. Messenger, I may not have heard you clearly."

“She told Aponia to go see her.”

Sagara repeated it again.

"..."

A crack appeared on her perfect face; Aponia's smile visibly froze on her face.

"Are you kidding me? I have no reason to listen to you..."

"She hasn't eaten for a month."

"..."

“Wearing those shackles every day will soon make you weak and die.”

"..."

Aponia had a thousand words stuck in her throat, but she couldn't utter a single one. Finally, a bead of cold sweat rolled down her smooth forehead. She forced herself to remain calm.

"So what...so what?"

"No matter what, she'll die if you don't save her."

"This, this is just too outrageous..."

"So, will you save her?"

"...Logically speaking, her life or death is none of my concern."

"So, will you save her?"

"..."

Aponia swallowed the breath she had been holding in her throat.

"This, this is simply..."

"Shameless, thick-skinned, and a tough nut to crack."

"..."

"Taking advantage of your affection to do whatever you want... that feeling? I'm telling you, this girl has done this kind of thing quite a few times."

"I……"

Aponia managed to hold back from uttering a single curse word, which impressed Sagara. Her chest heaved repeatedly, and finally, she pressed her hand to her chest and took a deep breath...

"Go see her."

Aponia tolerated it.

"Are you alright?"

"I... am perfectly fine."

…………..

"Doctor, isn't this tantamount to rebelling against the Firemoth?"

While driving on the highway, Klein heard about the "prison break" plan and almost slammed on the gas.

"No, if there are few people, it's called treason; if there are many, we can negotiate terms."

Mebius said nonchalantly.

"..."

Is it really that real?

Upon hearing this, Klein couldn't help but smile wryly.