After the teasing ended, Oleg thought about it carefully and realized that there really wasn't anything related to the Stellaron in his memory.
However, there might be someone in the Underworld who knew about this so-called Stellaron.
So he spoke to the Trailblazer squad, saying, "This Stellaron you're talking about… I've never heard of it, I don't know. But if it's a secret that even locals haven't heard of, then there is a name that comes to mind…"
Stelle frowned slightly, struck by a sudden thought. "…You're not going to say Cocolia, are you?"
Stelle didn't come up with this idea purely out of wild imagination. After all, back in the Overworld, Dan Heng and Nero had already analyzed the situation.
And what Nero said when he angrily confronted Bronya in the Backwater Pass also made sense logically.
No matter how you looked at it, Cocolia having known about the Stellaron from early on really was a possibility.
Besides, those vague dreams she had while sleeping, dreams related to the Stellaron and Cocolia… Stelle's intuition told her that those blurry images and sounds were definitely not baseless.
It couldn't be that she kept dreaming about Cocolia just because Cocolia still had her charm, right?
That would be way too ridiculous.
The people on the Express weren't ugly either, especially Nero, who was obviously better-looking than Cocolia, wasn't he?
And if it was about rarely seeing someone, then there were Kafka, Silver Wolf, Asta, Herta, and others… In that case, dreaming about the robots and mechs Mr. Yang talked about would be more reasonable than dreaming about Cocolia.
When Oleg heard Stelle's words, he frowned, his tone carrying a suppressed anger.
"The current Supreme Guardian is nothing but a liar. She uses sweet words to deceive the Underworld and doesn't care about our survival at all..."
Bronya, who was standing to the side, froze for a moment, then showed an angry expression and sternly rebuked him. "Stop talking. I will not allow you to insult the Guardian in front of me."
Oleg put his hands on his hips and glanced at Bronya, still full of confidence.
"Girl from the Overworld, what I'm saying may sound harsh, but every word of it is true. You can go ask the people in Rivet Town and see how they've survived all these years."
Hearing that, Bronya clenched her teeth and stared fiercely at Oleg.
She had already learned a bit about the situation in the Underworld, and the lives of its people could hardly be called stable.
But… besides being the Supreme Guardian, Cocolia was also her mother…
Oleg snorted coldly. "The resentment the Underworld holds toward you people can't be explained away with just a few words, Silvermane girl. But I respect your request, fine, I'll stop, I'll stop."
Oleg was still a kind man, and he did take Bronya's feelings into consideration.
However…
Nero didn't care about that at all, now was officially the time to carry out the "Hunt".
Nero spoke up. "Go on, why not keep talking? What's there that can't be said? Holding resentment in all the time is bad for your health. When it's time to curse, you should curse freely and get it all out!"
"Between feeling refreshed and getting sick from pent-up anger, the choice is pretty obvious, isn't it? There's no need to wrong yourself."
Then Nero turned to look at Bronya. "The people in the Underworld live such miserable lives and you won't even let them talk about it? They haven't gone up there to revolt, dragged Cocolia off her throne, and chopped off her head with a guillotine, that's already pretty restrained, okay?
"If you won't let them talk, then I will. I won't even touch on your incompetence for now, but as a victim, I can call Cocolia a liar and you can't refute that, right?"
"She treated us like honored guests one moment, discussing how to save Belobog, and the next moment she sent heavily armed troops to surround and capture us. Isn't it perfectly reasonable for me to curse her once?"
"This is the first time in my life I've seen someone like that, she flips her face faster than I flip pages in a book…"
"Hmph, with behavior like that, do you really expect a normal person to believe she doesn't have something to hide?"
Facts proved that as long as Nero wasn't in a hurry, his "verbal attacks" were maxed out. But when he was truly angry and anxious, he couldn't actually spit out anything all that lethal.
For example, right now, after Nero finished speaking, Bronya's face had visibly started to change color.
"You!"
Bronya clenched her fists, gritted her teeth, eyes wide with rage, her entire face flushed bright red from anger.
"..." Dan Heng glanced at Bronya and said nothing.
March, meanwhile, casually took a couple of steps forward and stood between Nero and Bronya.
Oleg stared blankly at Nero, raised a hand to rub his chin, and sucked in a sharp breath.
'This little guy is actually quite close to Seele in others too, isn't he?'
The way he spoke was tight and coherent, his words clear, his voice strong, so much so that it left people not knowing how to retort…
"You kid… you're really… holding a grudge, huh?" Oleg said with a mix of laughter and exasperation.
Nero crossed his arms, turned his head away, and let out a cool little "hmph."
"This isn't holding a grudge, this is the Hunt! The Hunt of Lan, the Aeon who, like Qlipoth, is a Aeon,"
Seele looked at Nero and said nothing.
She only thought to herself, 'The Hunt… I like it!'
Oleg didn't know what to say either and could only smile. It felt as if the old days of leading Seele had come back…
Nero glanced at Bronya's furious face and didn't feel like he had gone too far.
He didn't particularly hate Bronya. All of his barbs were aimed at Cocolia, though of course, Bronya also needed a little scolding.
It was just taking the opportunity to help someone cool off a bit. Nero was already being very merciful.
If it were the Reignbow Arbiter temperament, one arrow would've come down long ago and blasted Jarilo into nothing but dust.
That said, compared to the Everwinter Labyrinth, Bronya was really quite resilient. Not only did she not break down, she even tried to rethink things and examine herself, she really did have talent.
Dan Heng looked at Bronya a couple more times, saw that the Silvermane Guard commander was still rational and had no intention of attacking, then sighed and prepared to steer the conversation back on track.
He looked at Oleg and asked, "Who is the person you mentioned?"
"Svarog," Oleg replied.
March blinked twice, extremely surprised by the answer.
"Eh… eh!? That Svarog? Isn't he Wildfire's sworn enemy?"
Dan Heng showed a thoughtful expression and asked, "He's just a machine underground. Why would he know such important secrets?"
"Sworn enemy? I don't think so." Oleg shook his head. "He's just like what this young man said, a cold machine that only recognizes the rigid logic he's calculated."
Nero curled his lips. "Not completely a cold machine, right? Leaving aside that rigid logic, I think he treats Clara pretty well!"
Hearing that, Stelle nodded in agreement. Then a spark flashed through her mind. "So… he's actually a half-dead robot?"
The entire place fell into silence.
It was as if a sudden cold wind swept through, freezing everyone in place.
'What a cold joke...'