From the perspective of a companion, Sunday was still very reliable.
After Stelle briefly explained the predicament she was facing, Sunday immediately took out two Galactic Universal Bank Cards from his pocket and placed them on the scale. With a loud "boom," both trays smashed down at the same time, creating a kind of "balance."
A drop of cold sweat slowly slid down the back of Stelle's head: Did it break…? As expected of old Sunday's bank cards. Truly terrifying…
That's right. It was just two bank cards. But because they were Sunday's bank cards, the scale couldn't withstand the weight and directly snapped.
"Miss Stelle, call me anytime if you need anything."
Sunday nodded at Stelle, then boarded his spaceship and returned to Okhema.
Phainon stared blankly at the broken scale and muttered: "This doesn't count as destroying a cultural relic, does it? By the way, what did Mr. Sunday put on it just now? He actually broke Talanton's scale… Are outsiders' foundations really this terrifying?"
Stelle patted his shoulder and sighed: "It's fine. When I first met him, I was just as shocked as you are. You'll get used to it."
"This universe is very big. There are plenty of things you haven't seen before."
Phainon lowered his head and muttered: "I see······ If we can complete the Flamechasing journey, I really do want to go outside and take a look."
"You'll have the chance," Stelle smiled. She then turned toward the depths of the temple and shouted loudly: "Oronyx, this should count as passing your trial, right? We had a deal — if we pass the trial, you have to answer our questions!"
The air was silent for a moment before Oronyx's displeased voice finally rang out: ["Fine, fine. I'll let you in. Seriously… I didn't expect you to actually bring out something of that level of value······"]
They did it!
Phainon and Stelle exchanged a glance, then turned around and shouted: "Aglaea, Anaxa, we've got it figured out······"
Their voices suddenly stopped, because at this moment the fight between the two had reached a fever pitch. Anaxa was pressing Aglaea down with his knee against her back, while she was tightly grabbing his green hair. Neither of them looked like teachers at all.
"What are you doing?!"
Hearing their calls, Anaxa impatiently replied: "Don't bother me! I'll subdue this woman right away!"
The moment Anaxa spoke, his strength weakened slightly. Aglaea seized the opening, flipped over to push him off, and then used a "Death Guillotine" to lock him firmly in place.
"Mind your own business and don't come bother us!" Aglaea said impatiently. She took out the fan she used for her wheelchair and shouted: "Eightfold Light Wheel!"
Anaxa: "Hmph hmph, aaaah, aaaaaah——!"
"Death will reject me! Sweep away all nations!"
Aglaea: "Hungry——!"
"Ground pound combo! Man!" Anaxa countered by pressing Aglaea down and elbowing her.
"······"
Cold sweat slowly slid down Phainon and Stelle's foreheads: They sure have a lot of energy… We'd better not disturb the two teachers.
Unable to bear watching the two teachers "killing each other," the pair quickly moved away from the battlefield and headed deeper into the temple.
This was a dark and silent tunnel. At the end was a cliff with no visible edge. The night sky formed a curtain that hid everything in the distance. A light source rippling with blue waves floated in the air, like an eye watching the world.
This was the [Time] Titan, Oronyx.
["Mortal, step forward and ask your questions."]
Phainon told Oronyx about the situation with Nikador and asked: "Right now Nikador's divine body is immortal, and Okhema's fate hangs under the [Lance of Fury]. We have no way to solve this, so we had no choice but to ask [Time]."
After listening, Oronyx was silent for a while before letting out a somewhat melancholic sigh: ["Ah… so that's how it is······ Then I'm sorry, but I can't tell you the answer."]
"Why?!" Phainon asked agitatedly.
["I can't say it because I can't say it. Mortals, let me give you a piece of advice — do not complete the 'Re-Creation.'"]
"You······" Phainon gritted his teeth. "A dignified Titan, and you're going back on your word just like that?"
["Going back on my word? Hahahaha!"]
Oronyx laughed: ["I am a noble Titan, and also the enemy of the Chrysos Heirs. As everyone knows, I don't keep my promises!"]
"Such familiar lines······" Stelle muttered quietly.
["Hmm?"]
Stelle's muttering naturally didn't escape Oronyx's ears. He shifted his gaze toward the gray-haired girl who had looked like a mascot from the very beginning. Suddenly, there was a trace of surprise in his voice: ["Wait······ This aura… his, hers, and even its?!]
["It's······ Mom? Mom!"]
Stelle: ?
(Mysterious Narrator of the Honkai: Star Rail World: Actually, the protagonist can't tell the difference between "he," "she," and "it.")
Why did he suddenly start calling me Mom? Do you Titans get bored and go online or something?······ Wait, this actually seems to be part of the original plot.
Phainon was stunned for a moment, then looked at Stelle with some uncertainty: "Is Oronyx ······ calling you?"
Stelle's mouth twitched. "There are only two of us here, and He's calling me Mom. Who else do you think He's calling?"
Phainon scratched his head: "Sorry, I just didn't realize······ You're already a married woman. My apologies, my apologies······"
Duang!
Stelle smacked Phainon on the head without hesitation: "Are you serious? Do I look like a married woman to you? Ah, sorry, wrong focus······ The main point is, how can a human give birth to a Titan? This is clearly a proper noun, not 'mom' in the general sense, right?!"
"Phainon, why do you look so dumb right now?" Stelle said seriously.
"Do I? Sorry······"
Stelle sighed, then looked at Oronyx: "Good child, don't you have something you want to tell Mom? For example, how to deal with Nikador?"
Oronyx was silent for a while again. His voice no longer carried the previous childish mockery and suddenly sounded somewhat serious: ["I understand now······ I will look back on your past. When I see Mother, the answer you need will reappear in the ripples of the past."]
["Return to······ the past······"]
Blue ripples spread through the void. The divine power of Time enveloped Stelle, keeping her physical body in the present while sending her memories toward the future.
"This······ this is······?!"
As her memories began to rewind, Stelle couldn't help but widen her eyes. In that instant, all her past experiences began to appear before her one by one, until familiar faces emerged.
"This is······ the memories from my Stellaron Hunter period?"