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He was a little puzzled as to why he could understand the words in the book, but he would deal with this minor question later.
"..."
Although Tirispeius had little contact with people, she inherited her mother's nobility and wisdom.
Qiong brought up this topic.
She vaguely sensed something.
Eulonis believed the prophecy was false and tried to convince himself not to believe it.
“I used to have precognitive dreams starting when I was five years old.”
Even though she noticed it, Tirispius didn't avoid the topic, and the atmosphere of her conversation with Sora was inexplicably relaxed.
See, this is the old fool's social skills.
"I dreamt that I split into a thousand pieces, and that an endless black tide swallowed the world, and all things returned to death."
"Now, Eulonis calmly observes everything. The invisible laws of Taranton are carving out the scales that will eventually reach balance. Janus has chosen to remain silent and will no longer respond to any questions."
"The revelation of destiny has long been revealed, like a signpost showing a corner of itself."
"I must embark on my journey to pursue the fire!"
Before the age of ten, her understanding of the world came from the dreamlike Onphalus described by her mother.
Even after growing up and becoming aware of the cruelty and filth of reality, she never forgot her promise to her mother.
"I cannot stand idly by and watch the world crumble."
"As expected of the Holy Maiden, she speaks in the same tone as General Jingyuan."
March 7th Rant.
Two directions: one is the refined, scholarly style characteristic of Xianzhou, and the other is... somewhat riddle-like?
"You actually believe... wait, what did you just say?"
Tirispyos's unwavering faith in the oracle was not unexpected for Qiong, after all, it was the last oracle left by her mother before her death, and there was also a prophetic dream to corroborate it.
But upon hearing a certain word, Qiong immediately understood and leaned forward abruptly.
One eye was wide open to the extreme, while the other was squinted into a slit, creating a strange and comical expression.
"We cannot stand idly by and watch the world crumble..."
Tirispius seemed startled by the sudden and intense reaction of the Dome. Faced with the Dome suddenly appearing more than ten centimeters away from her, she instinctively leaned back slightly, a look of bewilderment on her fair face.
"last sentence."
"I am about to embark on my journey to chase fire."
"A journey to chase fire?"
"The Journey of Chasing Fire..."
"Chasing Fire?"
"Chasing the fire".
Tirispius nodded blankly, not understanding what special magic this word possessed that could elicit such a strong reaction from the other party.
"The journey to chase the fire is the journey to pursue the flame. Is there a problem with that?"
Is there a problem?
March 7th's questioning and Tirispius overlapped.
"No problem, no problem, this is a very fitting title."
Under the astonished gazes of March 7th and Tirispius, Qiong suddenly smiled with relief.
"understood!"
"I understand completely now!"
"A-Qiong, what do you understand?"
March 7th jumped behind Qiong, pressed down hard on his shoulder, and pushed Qiong back onto the futon from in front of Tirispius.
First, the distance is too close.
Secondly, when Xingqiong says such things, it often signals the start of trouble they're up to, so we must be wary.
"Chasing fire, huh? I know, I know that all the time."
Qiong patted his chest, looking like a know-it-all who understood everything.
"Leave it to me, I'll help you embark on your journey to the flames! I guarantee it will be spectacular and leave a lasting mark on history!"
"what?"
"what?"
Tirispeius and March 7th simultaneously uttered monosyllables representing doubt.
Especially Tirispius.
No.
Did Oronis send this 'Mother's Companion' here not to persuade me to abandon that dangerous prophecy of salvation and not embark on the journey to the fire?
Why did this lobbyist suddenly switch sides?
"Look, the prophecy says to find twelve heroes with golden blood to slay the Titans and obtain the fire. How about we form an organization with these twelve heroes and call it the Moths of Fire? What do you think?"
Does this mean the design incorporates a fire-fighting mechanism?
So fast!
Tirispius was completely stunned as she watched Dora pacing back and forth, chin in hand, pondering and offering a series of suggestions.
Why does it suddenly feel like the other person is more proactive than me?
"When do you plan to embark on your journey to pursue the fire? What are your initial guiding principles? What are your milestone goals? How will you transition to the next step? How will you find the thirteen Golden Blood?"
Qiong's barrage of questions gradually maxed out Tirispius's brain, causing it to briefly crash.
Something seems off.
"and many more!"
On March 7th, seizing the key point, Tirispius, who had barely regained a sliver of her senses, questioned in unison:
Why are there thirteen Golden Descendants?
"Isn't it common knowledge that there are thirteen out of twelve gods?"
Qiong shrugged, her face saying, "You guys don't even know this?"
"Uh... sigh!"
On the seventh day of the third month, he sighed and rubbed his forehead.
She felt that Eulonis had made a completely wrong decision by sending Qiong to persuade Tirispius.
PS:
Volume 1: Chapter 803 Better to make a mistake than do nothing
Tirispeius's communication with the Dome lasted for a long time.
The room was filled with Qiong's voice, sometimes serious and sometimes whimsical, and Tirispius's gentle yet slightly curious responses.
"and many more!"
March 7th sat gracefully on the edge of the long wooden table that had been cleared out, her slender and shapely legs, as white as silver and as white as snow, swinging casually.
"Since Miss Tirispicius is under house arrest, is it really alright for the two of you to be having such a loud conversation? Won't it attract the temple guards outside?"
On average, every three expeditions result in the unfortunate event of landing on a wanted list immediately upon arrival.
This time is different.
Good news: you won't be wanted for doing bad things.
Bad news, no one can see her.
Tirispyos did not respond to her question, and continued to stare intently at the sky.
"Whoa!"
March 7th, like a deflated balloon, rested her chin on her hands and sighed.
"Being a ghost is really inconvenient; even making your presence known is so difficult!"
"Alright, alright, I'll be your personal mouthpiece."
Qiong gently ruffled the girl's cherry blossom pink hair, which even countless flower petals couldn't dye.
"Then you'd better be a good repeater!"
March 7th puffed out his cheeks and looked at Qiong as he turned to repeat the words to Tirispius.
"Pfft..."
On March 7th, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Oh no, oh no, you've really got to play the broken record now!"
Thankfully, Ah Xing wasn't there.
Otherwise, if the Starry Sky Color Bond is triggered, those two will definitely repeat every single word she said to everyone else.
"It's okay."
Tirispius smiled gracefully.
"When I'm alone, I often talk to these dolls, sharing my thoughts or discussing problems."
"Um……"
She paused, a barely perceptible blush of embarrassment crossing her fair cheeks.
"When experimenting with some small inventions, we sometimes make a little noise."
"I understand~ Inventions are bound to have some minor mishaps, right? They're just sparks of inspiration colliding."
Qiong smiled knowingly.
Every time Grey Wolf creates an invention, it's accompanied by explosions and smoke.
"Does Mr. Qiong also enjoy inventing and creating?"
Staring at Qiong, who was haphazardly stroking the air and talking to herself, looking like a madman, she would definitely be arrested by the guards if she walked down the street.
Tirispius's gaze held a newfound warmth and gentleness, as if she were one of her own kind.
Qiong had just explained to her that he was talking to a girlfriend whom no one else could see.
She understands this.
You really know your stuff!
A friend in my imagination!
Many people have an ideal friend in their hearts.
When she was very young, her mother told her a story about a painter and his imaginary plumber friend.
During the initial period after her mother left, ten-year-old Tirispius was confined alone in this spacious yet cramped room, and she relied on imaginary friends to alleviate her loneliness.
Give your dolls names, and treat them as another version of yourself.
As for the possibility that they might be communicating with Titans?
As the most outstanding saintess in the Holy Land, Tirispius didn't think anyone could communicate with a Titan right in front of her without her noticing.
Unless the Titan is inside the Dome, which is obviously even more unlikely.