Although he was a little puzzled, Mikhail didn't think much about it. Whatever the Knights of Beauty were up to had nothing to do with him.
During Mikhail's introduction, he called himself a gravekeeper, and the only thing he did every day was clean the gravestones.
But according to Misha's explanation, what he actually did in Dreamflux Reef was closer to the work of a sheriff.
Most of those who accidentally entered Dreamflux Reef, whether they wanted to stay here or return to the Sweet Dream, had received his help.
Afterward, Mr. Yang became somewhat curious about the gravestones Mikhail had mentioned. The latter didn't mind the Astral Express crew going to take a look.
Although he called them cenotaphs, he still believed that the group would probably gain quite a bit from going there.
However, before heading to the "cemetery," Mikhail had to go pick up another guest. After everyone followed him to find that person, they discovered that it was Robin. This saved them the trouble of continuing to look for people.
At this moment, Robin was teaching some children to sing, so the group didn't approach her directly. Instead, they waited for a while. Only after the old man beside Robin left with several children did everyone walk over.
"Sister Robin!" Nero greeted her warmly.
Robin looked over and froze slightly. "Nero?"
But soon, the slightly surprised expression on her face turned into a smile, and Robin's gaze shifted from Nero to the members of the Astral Express who had come over with him.
Everyone from the Astral Express was here, so it no longer seemed strange for this child to suddenly appear here.
"I'm glad to see that you're safe and sound, Miss Robin." As always, when everyone from the Astral Express was present, Himeko was generally the one who handled the communication.
"Everyone, we meet again." Robin responded politely. "I heard that my disappearance caused quite a disturbance outside... I'm very sorry... Huh?
"Why are there... two Marches?"
When she took a quick look at them at first, Robin thought they were simply two people who looked very similar. But now that she looked again, she realized that these were clearly two identical people.
"They're both March, in every respect, so for now we've named them March 7th and July 3rd." Nero spoke up and explained to Robin what had happened with the real and fake Marches. Then, an idea suddenly struck him.
"Speaking of which, Sister Robin, can you use the power of Harmony to tell which one of them is the real March?"
Robin lowered her head and looked at Nero, then gently nodded. "Mm, I'll try."
After saying that, she slowly closed her eyes and began guiding the power of Harmony toward March 7th and July 3rd.
A moment later, Robin opened her eyes and shook her head at the members of the Astral Express with a slightly apologetic look.
"I'm sorry, everyone. I can't tell which one is the real Miss March either. Even under the light of Harmony, I still can't sense any difference between the two Miss Marches."
Hearing Robin's conclusion, the disappointed expressions that had briefly appeared on the faces of March 7th and July 3rd, who had been looking forward to the result, disappeared.
Then, the two of them turned and glared at each other in perfect sync without saying a word.
It looked as if they were facing a mirror and deliberately making fierce expressions at each other.
"Even Sister Robin can't tell." Nero spread his hands. "Why don't we go back to the train together? Then one of you can be called March 7th No. 1, and the other March 7th No. 2."
"Those names are way too weird!"
"What exactly do you think we are, Nero?"
Whether it was March 7th or July 3rd, both of them clearly objected strongly to Nero's No. 1 and No. 2 idea.
Looking at the children who had suddenly started bickering, Himeko gave an exasperated smile, then spoke up and brought the topic back on track.
"Miss Robin. Since you're here... can we assume that you already know the situation in Penacony well?"
Robin gently nodded.
"Ever since I returned to Penacony, my voice became abnormal, gradually turning into the torment of losing my voice. I thought it was only an accident."
"Perhaps after living abroad for so long, I had simply failed to adapt to Asdana's high-density Memoria environment."
"But now it seems... the source isn't with me. There is something around me that is incompatible with Harmony... Losing my voice is also one of the signs that the Sweet Dream is collapsing."
"The Sweet Dream is collapsing?" March blinked. "That Memokeeper said the same thing too... So it was true."
"Indeed." July nodded. "Miss Black Swan said that the Sweet Dream was sinking."
"During the time I was away from Penacony, the boundaries of the Twelve Dreamscapes kept expanding outward." Robin continued.
"Yet whenever I mentioned the strange phenomena in the dreams, I could always sense that the heads of the families kept their mouths shut. Only my brother was willing to answer my questions."
"Later, a secret letter from the Company's envoy made me even more certain that some unspeakable secret was hidden beneath Penacony's brilliance. In the end, I followed several clues in the records of the Oak Family and found this place..."
At this point, Robin's gaze dimmed slightly.
"...A place of exile hidden by the Family under the name of death, where the dreams within Penacony's past dreams were buried."
"Now that I hear you, Miss Robin, it seems your voice has recovered somewhat?" Himeko asked.
Robin gently nodded again, and the sadness between her brows deepened.
"Although it is cruel, this is an indisputable fact. The Harmony here has actually spread farther than it does in the Sweet Dream..."
"I'm sorry. There is a traitor in the Family. He... or they, abandoned their original beliefs, used human weaknesses in the name of Harmony, and turned Penacony into a festival of stars where people sink into an illusory Sweet Dream..."
"This isn't helping the weak through the strong at all, but forcing the weak through the strong. An envoy who has lost equality is destined to no longer receive the favor of Harmony. The voice blessed by Them... naturally can no longer sing."
Nero raised his head and looked at Robin. His intuition told him that Robin already had someone in mind at this point, and she was only one step away from confirming it.
He opened his mouth, then said nothing.
Actually, he wanted to say that he might be able to restore Robin's voice and singing from another angle. But in the end, compared to her voice, what Robin cared about more was Penacony...
At this moment, Mr. Yang raised another possibility. "Miss Robin, is there another possibility? Could the change in the Family's ideology have involved another force?"
"After all, judging from Miss Acheron's case, unless a force above the level of an Emanator intervened... it would be difficult to imagine another will capable of influencing everyone existing within the territory of Harmony."
Hearing Mr. Yang's words, Robin blinked and lowered her head to glance at Nero beside her.
"I've also heard about what happened to the Xianzhou Alliance. But as far as I know, there hasn't been any outside force interfering with the Family. Then again, perhaps I've been away from home for too long, and there are too many things I cannot see."
"Speaking of which, I have an idea too." Nero suddenly spoke.