"You prepared what?"
Stelle's little face darkened as she said unhappily, "I said, can't you be serious when you're facing me? Why are you exactly the same as March, seriously······"
"Oh?"
Firefly tilted her head. "So Stellie has serious business to talk to me about? Let me guess··· Are you here to say goodbye to me?"
"Eh?" Stelle blinked. How did she guess that?
"Since Stellie has asked me to be serious, then of course I have to show a serious attitude~"
Firefly smiled faintly, as if showing off. "Stellie, before I met you, I was also a veteran of the Grammer Iron Cavalry. So don't question an old soldier's intuition."
"I can feel that you're different from the Stellie I know. Compared to her, you're more relaxed, more lively, more cute······ You're her future, right?"
Stelle: ?
She exchanged a puzzled glance with Mem. Isn't this my memory? How can the NPC in the memory break through the underlying code?
Firefly put her hands behind her back and smiled. "No need to be surprised. Everything I said is based on my understanding and speculation of you. No matter when or where, I can guess what you, Stellie, will say. If something unexpected comes up, it must be that a 'special guest' outside the [script] has appeared."
"Seeing you like this, I··· am genuinely happy for you."
"Although I don't know how the future you and the future me will get along, at least here, I want to tell you, Stellie, I will always support you. Forever."
"The words you once said to me are, 'Do whatever you want to do'!" Firefly tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "As always!"
Stelle: "Firefly, then if I······"
"Wait a moment." Firefly raised her hand to interrupt her. "I don't know how much dialogue time we have left between us, so answer me one question first."
"Stellie, who is the March you just mentioned?"
Firefly smiled sweetly and gazed tenderly at Stelle, saying nothing more.
·····
Stelle subconsciously sat up and blurted out, "Don't!"
Phainon beside her: ?
"Mem, Mem··· (Phew, so embarrassing. Girls these days really can't be judged by their appearance.)" Mem, sitting on Stelle's shoulder, complained.
Phainon stared at Mem in surprise. "Partner, this is···?"
In his view, clearly one second ago Stelle's side was empty. The next second, Mem abruptly sat on her shoulder, as if seamlessly edited in.
This made him vigilant.
"This is the partner I met in the memory. Her name is Mem." Stelle quickly explained. "Don't worry, she's one of us."
Phainon then lowered the bow and arrow in his hand. "Oh."
"Mem, Mem! (How could you point a bow and arrow at me just now? I can help you solve your troubles!)" Mem protested angrily.
"Mem, Mi! (I already saw the predicament you're facing from my partner's memory.)"
"Mem mem, mem mem (I can take you back to the past, to find a way to relieve the connection when Nikador forges [Lance of Fury], and maybe even crack His immortal body in the process.)"
Phainon scratched his head and said with some guilt, "Sorry, Mem. I apologize to you. I was too anxious just now."
Mem turned her head away. "Mem! (I don't forgive you unless you treat me to a big meal!)"
"Definitely, definitely!"
The two people and one Mem chatted as they left, while Oronyx, suspended in the darkness, silently watched their backs.
·····
"Eat my steamroller!"
Stelle and the others had just returned to the temple entrance when they saw that the battle between Aglaea and Anaxa had already entered a white-hot stage: Anaxa was carrying a steamroller from who-knows-where and smashing it down hard at Aglaea!
"Useless useless useless useless!"
Aglaea shouted angrily. The black red-bottomed long boots on her feet activated, instantly raising her speed to A-rank. Her fists rained down like a storm and forcefully smashed the steamroller out of shape.
Boom!
Cold sweat slowly trickled down the backs of Stelle's and Phainon's heads. These two really never get tired?
"Mem, Mem! (Yah, Aglaea and Anaxa are clearly comrades fighting side by side. How can they keep fighting like this?)" Mem said. "Mi, Mi! (Partner, use my power to stop them!)"
Stelle: "Your power?"
Mem said proudly, "Mi, mem mem~ (That's right, it's my power. You can use my [As I Write] to record and delete whatever you designate. That way, Aglaea and Anaxa will enter the 'reality where they can never fight again'!)"
Stelle: "Whoa, that's way too overpowered. Let me try!"
With that, she reached out and grabbed. Sure enough, an exquisite notebook appeared in her hand. She thought for a moment, wrote on the notebook "Aglaea and Anaxa are fighting," then "rip" tore off the recorded page!
——"Aglaea/Anaxa, today is your death day!"
At the same time, the battle between the two nearby also reached its conclusion. They poured all their strength into swinging their final punches at each other——
Shua——
Just as they were about to decide the winner, they felt a blur before their eyes. The distance and fists between them suddenly and abruptly returned to a few seconds ago.
What's going on?
The same question flashed through both their minds··· but it didn't matter. They still had to decide the winner anyway!
Shua——
Another blur before their eyes. The distance between the two was once again pulled apart.
Hmm? What's going on?
Doubt flashed through their minds again, but when they saw the other charging toward them, they instantly suppressed it. It doesn't matter. They still had to decide the winner anyway!
Shua——
The distance between the two was pulled apart again.
·····
Several consecutive anomalies made Aglaea and Anaxa simultaneously realize the problem——they and the other seemed to never be able to reach the "reality" of "battle."
"Aglaea, Anaxa!"
Stelle ran excitedly between the two of them and said with a grin, "You finally stopped. Hurry up and let's go. We've already found a way to solve [Lance of Fury]."
Mem's ability was really too useful! This was basically speaking things into existence!
Making Aglaea and Anaxa stop fighting—probably even Kephale manifesting couldn't do it, right?
"Wait!" Aglaea and Anaxa asked in unison. "Why can't I hit him/her anymore? Did you do something?"
Phainon arrived in time and explained, "Aiya, you two teachers, Partner is doing this for your own good. Alright alright, hurry up and go, or I'll tell on you to Lady Tribbie!"
"That's right, that's right. Okhema is still facing the threat of Nikador. How can we waste all our energy on our own people?"
"Partner is right. You two teachers, hurry up and go. Oronyx doesn't welcome us anyway······"