Honkai Impact 3rd: The Girl Who Chases the Flame

Imre pressed his temples, feeling that the two men's card skills were truly "evenly matched." If a professional were to see this, they would probably be so angry that their blood vessels would burst.

"Speaking of which..."

Melutina was slow to realize it.

"Isn't that Nino?"

"Hmm? Is that young lady an acquaintance of Captain Melutina?"

Imer paused for a moment, then carefully examined Nino for a few moments.

"She is a rare beauty."

"I never expected you to be like this, Imer..."

"No, no, I'm just trying to find out why Qianjie would take a liking to her."

Imer waved his hand repeatedly.

"That's really surprising."

"Melutina suddenly said."

"Hmm, I didn't expect that Qianjie would actually play cards so honestly with others."

Imer nodded in understanding.

Do not……

Melutina glanced at her irritable old classmate on the other side and tilted her head.

That's surprising... is Nino... that type of person?

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Chapter 72 Two Opposite Figures

Sitting on a bench by the lake, watching the crowds come and go, she noticed people occasionally glancing at her.

But Nino didn't care; she had no interest in any of it.

From birth, people wear masks, using beautiful language to conceal their ugliness.

But when their desires become too strong, their true nature will be revealed, and it is often at this time that people can see beyond the mask and see their true heart.

Greed, pleasure, lust, cowardice, selfishness...

For most people, once the mask of pretense is peeled away, what remains is this broken and shattered face.

Nino is the most hypocritical and despicable person in the world.

She wore the heaviest mask, firmly believing that the world was nothing but a false illusion, a boring puppet show.

Because even Melutina herself wore a mask of indifference.

but……

"Why would such a thing exist... It's impossible... It doesn't make sense..."

Nino was in such a bad mood that she recently ignored the messages from the other "thousands of people," simply saying, "You decide for yourselves."

People who wear masks in reality don't actually put the shackles of lies on their hearts.

Impossible, unacceptable, utterly unreasonable.

"This is too abnormal... I just can't accept it..."

Nino bit his thumb, gradually becoming irritable.

"Should we kill him? No... It's impossible without taking back all the power of the thousand men."

Nino chose this form of existence, which made her weaker than other Herrschers. Unless all the thousand Herrschers die, she cannot recover to the level of a fully-fledged Herrscher.

This was the price she paid to maintain the "Thousand Herrschers" with different powers. In return, the powers she "lent out" gained different abilities.

"That guy's abilities are indeed unusual, but that's irrelevant to me."

It wasn't out of fear of power or the unknown; Nino didn't care at all about the source of the Thousand Tribulations power. What she cared about was—

"What's with that unusually straightforward personality? Does anyone still say whatever comes to mind these days? They're not wild animals!"

The fact that there are truly "honest" people in this world is a huge shock to Nino, who is the embodiment of lies.

She has been deceiving those around her with lies since she was old enough to understand things, building friendships with lies, gaining status with lies, and even gathering companions with lies.

There was almost nothing called truth in her life; everything she had was built on what was called "beautiful lies," and she didn't even know what she herself was.

The moment you start trying to please others, one day you will not even know who you are.

Aside from the name, Nino had no idea whether this being called "Nino" possessed anything of its own.

Even rationally speaking, anyone could be called Nino; does she really have that name?

A name is just a symbol; one is merely...

No, you can't think like that.

Nino pressed his forehead; he couldn't think about what was going to happen next.

In order to achieve her next goal, she cannot lose her awareness of the "individual".

"Hey!"

Ultimately, now is not the time for me to do this kind of thing.

"Hey!"

Count to three, pull yourself together, and calmly and carefully formulate your next plan.

"Hey! Did you hear me?"

Three, two...

Hey! Woman!

"Wa ...

When Nino saw the face that suddenly appeared in front of him, he jerked his head back and fell backward to the ground.

"Who...who are you?!"

"...I also want to ask, what was with that reaction? I thought I had the wrong person."

Qianjie snorted coldly, looking at Nino, who was sitting on the grass with his arms crossed.

"you……"

Nino snapped out of his daze, realized his posture was rather unseemly, quickly brushed the leaves off his head, and stood up.

"You, you are Qian Jie?"

"Who else could it be?"

Qianjie curled his lip.

"Where's your mask?"

Nino pointed to Qianjie, whose eyes were sunken but whose handsome face had suddenly lost its oppressive aura.

"Huh? Alicia broke it... Who knows what went wrong with her, she insisted on hitting my mask."

Qianjie smacked his lips.

"Hey, didn't I send that...that...that text message?!"

"Huh? You mean..."

Nino paused for a moment, then remembered something, took out his phone, and opened the text message he had received that morning.

"Um...did you send this string of gibberish?"

"Garbled text? What is garbled text?"

If you don't understand something, just ask.

"Garbled text is... caused by using an incompatible character set when opening the source file with a text editor..."

No, what am I saying? Wait, why did you send me this?

Nino answered instinctively, then realized something was wrong.

"Who understands such complicated things? Alicia told me that I could just use a text message to contact you... Isn't it enough to just type a few things?"

"...I'm not a mind reader, nor am I an alien language master. How could I possibly know what this string of gibberish means?"

Nino pressed his hand to his forehead.

"And how did you know my number?"

"Huh? Melutina told me."

Qianjie smacked his lips.

"I told her I didn't need it, but she still insisted on giving it to me."

"Not only did he ditch my social gathering, but he also gave this guy my phone number... I'll remember you."

Nino finally realized who had tricked her. She took a deep breath.

"Alright, alright, Qianjie, listen carefully. Texting isn't for you. If you need to contact me, you'd better call... no, you'd better not contact me at all. Do you even know how to make a phone call?"

"Don't underestimate me, I'm that green key, right?"

Qian Jie snorted coldly, but... there was a hint of arrogance about him.

"...I don't know what you're so proud of, but never mind."

Nino sighed, sat back down on the bench, and glared at Qianjie, who was trying to step onto it.

"These are public properties, please do not step on them!"

"...Don't you find it strange that you're talking to me about morality?"