Earth-Moon orbital space station.
After the last attack it had basically finished repairs. Now Ancient Holy Relics from the Holy City Association and elites from United Forces were stationed managing it, maintaining battle readiness. The atmosphere had been tense this whole ti.
Today was different from usual—a distinguished guest was about to visit.
The Pope leading a group stood at the space station interface. After chanical sounds, it was Magical Girl Hyacinth.
No one could mistake this appearance, especially that overwhelming charisma that captured hearts and minds—more shocking than Catastrophic Disaster Beast gazes, the overlooking from soone whose life level transcended a tier.
Accompanying was only Dandelion, serving as guide. Though few in number, the Salvation Church simultaneously bringing two big figures was enough to prove their importance.
"Long ti no see."
Facing the Pope's greeting, Hibiscus accepted calmly. After the two shook hands they exchanged pleasantries.
This current Holy City Association leader complained about overwhelming situations—after all, Ring of Levitation was such a major incident visible to all, follow-up public opinion handling was very troubleso. Plus large numbers of Holy Relic personnel handovers, various personnel arrangents equally exhausting.
Of course, most entered Glacier Island—still left hand to right hand within supernatural groups. Everyone unanimously excluded United Forces' systems.
The two arrived at a ward.
A girl with vacant eyes sat quietly bedside in a daze, silent and soundless like a wax figure.
If not for occasional blinking and breathing indicating a living person, ordinary people would probably find it horrifying—anyway no life atmosphere.
But that surging magic pressure was no fake. Regardless, Sleeping Beauty now counted as the strongest Holy Relic. Besides, she'd just recently gone berserk and dismantled passing teors completely, making people afraid to approach.
Pope sighed: "Since the last rampage she's remained like this. Moreover, the relic shows no signs of normal operation. More delays and we'll have to close the orbital track."
"Let's begin."
With Hibiscus's eye signal, Nan Zhiyi perford domain closure to isolate a space.
The black-haired girl stated bluntly: "Those guys didn't lay good foundations from the start. They said they used so resurrection ritual to forcibly restore a user completely corroded by contamination—just a ti bomb. Eventually will explode bigger. Really troubleso."
"So our task is defusing the bomb. Conveniently I learned so things from fairies."
"Right, the one responsible for the resurrection ritual was Pharaoh. He claid poor health and didn't co, but definitely related to Obelisk. I've been thinking why the last attack was so perfectly tid—most likely there's a mole coordinating inside and out."
"I guessed the sa, but didn't ntion it to the Holy City Association. They'll realize it themselves, and this degree won't affect cooperation."
As they spoke, Hibiscus covered Sleeping Beauty's forehead with her hand. The latter accepted ntal power without resistance.
Resonance!
Powerful Magical Girls could even perform equivalent resonance with life forms—what she was doing now, using powerful magic to actively awaken that weak consciousness.
Covering the resurrection ritual's cost was difficult, but at least let her have so thinking.
Nan Zhiyi wasn't idle either, mobilizing magic within the domain for support. Surging energy tides flowed into the central pair. That's why domain isolation was needed—this ward was very precious, must ensure smooth treatnt operations.
For safety she'd even arranged surroundings early. So starry backgrounds beside the space were actually domain projections creating realistic illusions.
Dual deploynt for precaution.
Treatnt from Magical Girl Hyacinth and Dandelion together was unparalleled. Even the strongest Holy Relic sprouted ntal power, weak consciousness gradually climbing with magic power, growing stronger.
Light appeared in Sleeping Beauty's eyes, a cute confused expression surfacing on her dull face.
"...What did you repair her into?"
"At most awakened so most basic consciousness, giving her child-level thinking, becoming normal isn't hoped for—just this."
Though Hibiscus tried to completely awaken normal human thought, she failed. The so-called resurrection ritual ultimately wasn't successful. Pseudo-resurrection like Holy Relics' mory overwriting also wouldn't work—after all originally Sleeping Beauty was severely corroded, could only make do.
She'd already given her all. Next still depended on the Holy Relic's own survival instincts, otherwise all for nothing.
"Good... morning?"
Sleeping Beauty tilted her head speaking vaguely, eyes becoming purer.
Since resurrection ritual records began, Ring of Levitation user spoke clearly for the first ti—a groundbreaking step, consciousness performance never before achieved.
At the sa ti both Magical Girls clearly felt Ring of Levitation's chaotic energy becoming calm, gradually showing steady state, better than previous tangled ss. This represented Holy Relic unconsciously controlling.
The two exchanged glances then released the domain.
Pope's group waiting outside like family outside surgery rooms, seeing Sleeping Beauty's improved condition imdiately bead with joy. If this failed they really didn't know what other thods existed.
"Thank you so much." He thanked repeatedly: "Now Earth-Moon orbital tracks can operate normally."
"Just a small favor. Everyone's maintenance has also been important." Hibiscus exchanged pleasantries.
Comparatively, Nan Zhiyi said directly: "You'd better take more care of her. A child needs necessary warmth to maintain physical and ntal health. Lady Poet, I heard you often handle spirit word healing, right?"
"Leave it to ." The white-robed woman nodded. Actually most Ancient Holy Relics had used abilities to assist companions.
"Then we'll leave first."
"Won't Lord Hyacinth stay longer for tea?"
"I also have a guest at ho who hasn't woken up. I need to watch over her more."
"Take care then."
The groups parted thus, no ti even for more conversation. Everyone was trapped in their respective situations, constantly running around. But regardless, the results were good. Now the Ring of Levitation was finally repaired—this civilization hadn't lost qualifications to reach more distant shores.
Watching the two Magical Girls wave goodbye, the Ancient Holy Relics sighed. Unknowingly they'd beco people repeatedly helped, nearly becoming trouble.
But after losing Ring of Levitation's out-of-control public opinion pressure, Holy City Association could at least operate smoothly.
"...There's still one thing I can't figure out. Why could the initial attack directly find the core key room?" Snow Maiden asked.
She wasn't just questioning, but revealing a fact: without internal coordination, that attack definitely couldn't have succeeded. So moles necessarily existed, and in high positions.
Pope took a deep breath and decided:
"We seem to increasingly not understand the Indian Ocean Theater. Need more communication with Pharaoh."
Regardless, the organization couldn't allow unstable factors to continue—had to face difficulties.
News of Ring of Levitation's return to normal spread worldwide.
Pope representing Holy City Association announced resud operation with even higher efficiency, not hiding Salvation Church participation at all, solemnly thanking Magical Girl Hyacinth and Dandelion's contributions, letting people know these factors were indispensable—otherwise Earth-Moon orbital tracks would never again have repair possibilities.
In an era of increasingly frequent infection disease, this indeed counted as good news, rarely letting people breathe easier.
It was good news.
After all, the massive industrial chains around orbital tracks concerned countless people's lives, not to ntion continuously expanding lunar bases represented a kind of future.
At the sa ti Holy City Association didn't forget ntioning "should re-plan various theater readiness levels, military systems will interface with Salvation Church, before this must carefully inspect ourselves"—especially pointing out so Indian Ocean Theater situations.
Always prudent Pope wouldn't easily launch actions. For this matter needed more attention—might as well release so hint signals.
Speaker intentional, listener intentional.
In so sense it was showing cards—couldn't hide anyway.
He thought to let Pharaoh know "we feel you can't escape involvent in this matter, will take so actions"—the hint itself counted as part of the plan, warning to see the other's attitude.
If Cairo Command was really closely related to mysterious Magical Girl Organizations, then it counted as Magical Girl category matters, naturally for Hyacinth to resolve.
Since Salvation Church was so prosperous, leave hard nuts to you to crack. Not really any sche to use one wolf to devour another, but they were increasingly unable to cope. Various incidents made Pope understand their positioning was cooperating with true hegemonic forces to execute grand strategy.
Give it a try.
However, all major theaters clearly expressed accepting investigation and readiness for adjustnts anyti.
This didn't match expectations—too honest!
But Pope as a veteran in various gas wouldn't easily waver, proceeding with affairs as usual. Both sides appeared peaceful on the surface.
They were even more certain Indian Ocean Theater had problems, because careful investigation revealed increasingly fewer personnel handovers—factually it beca a relatively independent institution.
Even so Holy City Association maintained slow investigation, no rush—if wanting to unite with Salvation Church to solve problems together, intelligence had to be collected first.
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Hermit Island hospital, deep night.
Peony on the bed slowly opened her eyes to see white ceiling.
She seed to have had a long dream containing entire childhood experiences and everything after magical loss of control—like a near-death experience.
Fortunately Fruition Stage Magical Girls had robust bodies, otherwise definitely couldn't survive Dark Fairy leader attacks. Of course healing magic here was equally important, plus most advanced treatnt equipnt—none dispensable.
Though Peony didn't quite understand what all these needles on her body specifically did, her condition was indeed improving.
"Thank heavens, you finally woke up."
Yang Tao ditating on the chair beside expressed, having stayed two days and nights, really afraid sothing would happen to her companion. After all, everyone knew contamination power was very troubleso—purification wasn't easy.
"Don't worry, I long ago used spatial power to isolate most contamination."
"Fairies also helped purify. You don't know you beca the most advanced treatnt thod case study for the entire Magical Girl group—as long as not dead, they pull you back."
"I want to thank Salvation Church people, but what exactly are they like? What judgnts do you have from these days?"
Yang Tao enthusiastically recounted this period's experiences from Zodiac Palace's landing on Planet Gaia, detailing everything to ensure objectivity without missing any details.
She didn't need to specifically speak for Salvation Church—leader Peony had her own judgnt. Just straightforward narration sufficed.
After lengthy discourse, the white-clothed girl nodded.
Originally the trace of vigilance at her brow also completely vanished—could relax now. Previously from Dark Fairy intelligence she'd learned about this rising force, looked like indeed comndable aspects, helped greatly. Thanks to these lifesavers.
"...Let's go out for a walk. Lying down constantly makes my legs numb."
Peony carefully removed all needles, incidentally tidying all dical equipnt neatly—obsessive-compulsive performance as always made Yang Tao more relieved.
Outside the door faced a courtyard.
Magical Girls had creatively planted three-dinsional flower fields, using vines' entanglent of wooden fras to form garden parks, fragrant aromas—even in night colors blooming colorfully. Aesthetic value was one of Hermit Island's characteristics, designers' thoughtfulness visible everywhere.
"Really nice. Zodiac Palace island often affected by turbulence left little vegetation... it's also gone now."
"Actually I prefer minimalist style. Also, that island was indeed regrettable."
"It's fine—out with the old, in with the new."
After deeply looking at floating island debris on the sea, Peony withdrew her gaze—had expected this. Who could withstand that kind of tornt?
Facing Leticia's pursuit, she boldly chose to hurl entire Zodiac Palace, using super-large volu to wrap spaceti turbulence making Dark Fairies afraid to approach easily, then crash toward ho in one go—complete gamble.
Betting lives.
If not for desperate straits she wouldn't lead all companions in super skydiving sport—slight mistakes would wipe everyone out. Fortunately they'd endured, seeing through clouds to sunlight.
Walking downstairs were streets surrounded by skyscrapers—modern super tropolis scenes, designers unhurriedly caring for details.
Only flaw was no human presence—hardly any residents within sensing range.
Seeing Peony's confused look, Yang Tao beside her smiled: "I was also surprised then. The Church built too ahead of schedule, but this is good—doesn't it feel hopeful? Soday Magical Girls will be nurous enough to fill Hermit Island city."
"Not far away."
"World changes are great, and Hermit Island stands at the forefront. We still have much to learn."
"Even without people I like looking around cities, better than Zodiac Palace wilderness. Future here might be new civilization's birthplace."
Peony spoke while gesturing at various corners.
She even asured proportions by hand seeking neat perfection.
Yang Tao serving as temporary guide actually hadn't had ti to understand Salvation Church headquarters too well, but seeing her companion energetic couldn't help laughing—everything safe was good. How many years since they'd relaxed like this?
Everyone probably forgot days without spaceti turbulence, Disaster Beasts and Dark Fairy attacks—normally welcoming new days.
At this mont, red sun rose east, dawn's first rays illuminating South Pacific islands.
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