The Ever-Fla Mansion.
Simultaneous with the release of "A Night of Ever-Fla Scene 33," the Duke of Ever-Fla convened his four children here.
He outlined the plan to be executed next.
Upon his throne.
He was clad in a magnificent robe, the very picture of dignified elegance.
He concluded, "Very well, my children."
"This is the Path we shall tread henceforth."
"The Herta Space Station was recently assaulted by the Antimatter Legion. This is precisely where our will of [ Destruction ] points."
"I shall separate a wisp of Ember containing my own consciousness, causing the station's researchers to [ vanish ] one by one. This will sow suspicion and rebellion from within, causing the station to collapse without a fight."
"Of course."
"This is rely the appetizing [ hors d'oeuvre ]."
"The upcoming [ Coming-of-Age Ceremony ] is what you should focus your attention on."
"We shall unleash a storm of blood upon this star of revelry."
"And this…"
"Is but one stop on our journey to destroy the endless starry sea."
At that mont.
Dahlia Constance revealed a aningful smile and spoke, "Congratulations, Father."
Upon hearing this.
The other three and the Duke of Ever-Fla all turned their gaze to her.
The Duke inquired, "We have yet to act. For what reason do you offer congratulations?"
Constance produced her phone.
Projecting the video "A Night of Ever-Fla Scene 33" before everyone.
"Our path of destruction has already been witnessed by Feathered Spirit. He even specially created this video for us."
"By now, I'm afraid half the universe has already watched this video."
The flas atop the Duke of Ever-Fla's head surged violently for a mont.
This signified a significant fluctuation in his emotions.
After a mont of contemplation.
He struggled to suppress the wild joy within his heart.
Affecting a casual tone, he said, "Then what are we waiting for? Let us watch it together."
"In Feathered Spirit's perspective, what style will our Ever-Fla Mansion be presented in?"
Five minutes later.
Having finished the video.
For a mont, the four were rooted to the spot.
Shackles Caterina was the first to exclaim, unable to contain herself, "As expected of Feathered Spirit! The style of this video is simply superb!"
"The eerie and formidable nature of our Ever-Fla Mansion is highlighted to perfection!"
"I approve!"
Scribe Dubra softly concurred, "I quite like this style as well."
"This is simply the perfect art of destruction! Seeing those images of ruin, I feel new inspiration stirring!" Tuner Akash said excitedly.
Upon the throne.
The Duke of Ever-Fla was evidently quite pleased as well.
"Heh. It seems Feathered Spirit is also one who understands the aesthetics of [ Destruction ]."
"We truly should celebrate this!"
The Duke of Ever-Fla rose from his throne.
Within the manor.
Excited flas instantly surged forth upon the walls.
As if echoing the Duke of Ever-Fla's mood!
"With this, we are one step closer to Him."
Suddenly.
A flicker of darkness passed through Dubra's eyes.
She spoke, "Father, it seems an uninvited guest has arrived outside."
"She calls herself a Galaxy Ranger."
"Her na is… Acheron?"
Note: ahem
The Duke of Ever-Fla reined in his excitent slightly.
Puzzled, he asked, "A Galaxy Ranger?"
"Our Ever-Fla Mansion seems to have no dealings with such people."
"No matter. Perhaps she is a player drawn here by the video's fa."
"My mood is good today. Invite her in."
"Understood, Father."
...
Penacony.
Within The Family.
Robin and Sunday watched "A Night of Ever-Fla Scene 33" together on the open-air balcony.
Sunday's gaze was sowhat profound.
While Robin wore a look of confusion.
She asked Sunday beside her, "Brother, why has soone like the Duke of Ever-Fla been invited to this year's Charmony Festival?"
"It's already quite clear from the video released by Feathered Spirit—"
"They have not co as guests to participate in the celebration, but to sow chaos and destruction!"
"I don't understand…"
Sunday smiled gently.
Speaking in a calm voice, "This is the decision of the [ Dreammaster ]."
"And…"
"You must believe, since [ The Family ] dares to invite the Duke of Ever-Fla, it ans we certainly have the ans to keep him in line."
Robin was still sowhat worried. "But… even if The Family has laid plans in advance to suppress him the mont he causes trouble, it will inevitably affect the other guests."
"Rest assured, little sister."
"The stage of the Charmony Festival belongs to you alone."
"This ti, it will surely be a [ Perfect ] performance."
...
The First Truth University.
Inside a classroom.
Veritas Ratio, the Truth Doctor, was conducting his teaching assistant session.
Looking down at the podium.
The clear foolishness reflected in the eyes of the many students made him sigh involuntarily.
He tapped the blackboard forcefully with a piece of chalk.
"Let's take the simplest example. The Intelligentsia Guild is often seen as a seller of knowledge, but the right to set the price always lies with the buyer. If soone is willing to listen, knowledge can spread and circulate, and a price is generated."
"This is similar to the point I just elaborated on…"
Ding!
Ratio heard a notification sound.
He imdiately interrupted his elaboration.
"Alright, ti's up."
"This lecture is concluded."
Having said that.
He walked out of the classroom without a backward glance.
As if afraid of wasting even a single second more of his personal ti.
The students below were already accustod to this.
So students remained lost in thought over the content Ratio had just expounded.
Others wore looks of disappointnt as they packed up their things on their desks.
Clearly.
After an entire lecture, the only part they likely understood was the final sentence, "This lecture is concluded."
Outside the teaching building.
Ratio swiftly returned to his personal office.
Revealing his true visage.
He let out a soft sigh.
Picked up his phone.
And opened the latest video released by Feathered Spirit.
A few minutes later.
He sat on the sofa, picking up the plain boiled water on the table and savoring it as if it were a cocktail.
His other hand opened suddenly.
A wisp of cyan fla danced upon his palm.
"The Phase Spirit Fla that nurtured Ifrit, yet I obtained it by chance."
"With this spark, I might be able to use the Ifrit assault incident as an observation sample."
"But…"
Just then.
A knocking sound suddenly ca from outside the door.
Ratio extinguished the spirit fla.
And pulled up the surveillance feed from outside the door.
The visitor was from the Interastral Peace Corporation.
A gambler nad Aventurine.
Aventurine waved at the surveillance cara. "Professor Ratio. I went through considerable trouble to find your residence. At the very least, you should let co in and sit down, no?"
The door opened.
Aventurine walked in.
Making himself quite at ho as he sat on the adjacent sofa.
"Speak plainly, gambler."
"Our ti is equally precious."
Aventurine accepted the water Ratio handed him.
With a slight smile, he said, "I wish to invite you to accompany to Penacony."
Ratio's gaze darkened slightly.
He remarked with a sigh, "So that's how it is."
"You had already anticipated this, Professor?"
Ratio took out his phone and opened the ga on it—Honkai: Star Rail.
"I have always believed this ga is not rely a simple ga. There exists a relationship akin to [ Quantum Entanglent ] between its storyline and reality."
"The ga's plot influences reality, and events occurring in reality are reflected back into the ga."
Aventurine tried his best to maintain his composure, saying calmly, "Professor, this is not your lecture hall. Perhaps you could be clearer."
Ratio shot Aventurine a glance.
Sowhat displeased.
But he continued, "At the very mont you sought out to go to Penacony, I deduced one more thing."
"You and I… will both beco playable characters in the ga in the future."
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