Chapter 57 : Chapter 57 Being stabbed is terrifying, luckily I'm the one who stabs.
Pain doesn't erupt in an instant; it accumulates and settles over a long time until it finally overflows.
Apart from Mydei, the entire internet was buzzing with discussions about Trianne.
"I can't accept it. How could such a wonderful Trianne, such a good Trianne, end up like this!"
"Spending money, spending money! I maxed out Tribbie's constellations right away. Trianne, please come back."
"Wait, but if you want Trianne back, why are you maxing out Tribbie's constellations? Wuwu~"
"Revive Trianne!"
"Revive Trianne!"
"Revive Trianne!"
"..."
"Wait, kids, isn't the story still ongoing? I see Guinaifen still has main quests left."
"That's right. The main quest isn't finished yet, so why is everyone crying now?"
"Could it be..."
"There's still hope! I get it now. Didn't they mention something about the The End of the West Wind? Could there still be a chance to save Trianne?"
"That's very possible! Hurry, hurry, Guinaifen! Keep going with the quest. I want to see what happens next!"
The comment section was uniformly devastated, filled with cries of 'Revive Trianne!'.
But soon, realizing the story might not be over yet, the players reignited their passion and fighting spirit.
After all, the next main quest segment started with 'Origins', which seemed to be directly related to Tribbie and Trianne?!
...
"Cosmic Shards +100"
"Cosmic Shards +100"
"Cosmic..."
At the same time.
Xu Qiong was soaking in the Bath Palace's pool, letting the warm spring water flow over him.
Cyrene, who had turned into Hesitation, lay comfortably on Xu Qiong's lap. The waterline just covered half her body, making her bob gently as if floating.
"Mmm~ My fur is all wet now, but it's so warm~"
"At a time like this, it would be perfect if we could have another fanfic from Little Butterfly."
In contrast, Xu Qiong was browsing the game community on his mobile phone.
The revenue from Mydei and Tribbie had, without a doubt, exploded steadily after the story buildup. Following that, Herta's banner topped the charts with multiple stars, harvesting a huge wave of Cosmic Shards.
Witnessing the community's collective wailing and the videos players posted of their real-time devastation, Xu Qiong could only shake his head in distress.
Being stabbed by a plot twist is scary.
Good thing he was the one handing out the stabs.
Thinking of this, Xu Qiong hugged Cyrene a little tighter.
At the same moment, accompanied by a light 'creak', the Bath Palace door opened.
"Your Excellency, I'm back."
The voice was calm and gentle, easy to recognize.
Due to the Bath Palace's design, ordinary people generally couldn't enter, so the pool was placed directly to the right of the main entrance.
Just like last time when Xu Qiong accidentally intruded on Hysilens bathing, it was basically visible as soon as the door opened.
But because Xu Qiong had given keys to certain people, when the door opened, Castorice seemed to freeze on the spot.
"Yo... Your..."
What could a man and a pink puppy possibly be doing?
That's what Xu Qiong thought, but Castorice, who had just returned, clearly didn't think the same.
Or perhaps Castorice was just naturally more reclusive. She didn't even join when Aglaea, Hyacine, or Tribbie were bathing.
"I'm sorry, Your Excellency. It seems I've returned at an inopportune time."
Castorice blinked, her face seeming to flush for a moment, and she began to close the door, preparing to leave.
"Wait."
Xu Qiong called out to her in time. "Your timing is perfect."
Of course, he didn't intend to drag Castorice into the bath with him.
He wanted to ask her about the situation with Stelle and Dan Heng, and when Teacher Tiresias would be back.
Most importantly, version 3.2 was about to launch soon, and he needed to discuss this with Castorice.
Castorice: "Huh?"
"Your Excellency, I..."
...
"I'm really crying my eyes out!"
"Are you kidding me? The Author buried the knife so deep, and there's more here too?"
"Wasn't this quest supposed to save Trianne? What do you mean the glass artifact Castorice bought back then was indeed genuine, but its symbolism was inauspicious?"
"It connects! How does it connect even here? Shaoji, do you have any conscience?!"
"I admit I'm devastated."
Full of enthusiasm, everyone prepared to start the final segment of the version 3.1 story.
But as soon as they entered Guinaifen's livestream, the first thing that greeted them was the scene of bidding farewell to Trianne!
A slow, mournful melody echoed in their ears. Facing the Trianne doll in front, Tribbie softly spoke:
"The wind of Okhema carries the scent of sunlight..."
"You always loved it here the most, right, Trianne?"
Everyone's face was etched with sorrow and reluctance: Castorice, Phainon, Aglaea, including Stelle.
But even so, Tribbie comforted everyone and still prepared to unveil the oracle's past for them.
"Take it easy. Partings are part of life. It's just that 'our' farewells don't come as violently as those of ordinary people."
"Let's go, everyone. To the Abyss of Destiny, to see what it looked like in the past!"
This was Phainon's wish. He wanted to understand what supported Tiresias, giving her the courage to take that first step resolutely, even if it meant shattering herself and enduring countless farewells.
Trinnon decided to lead everyone forward.
Leaving behind Tribbie and Castorice, who placed the purchased glass artifact there.
It was a gift never given, simply because fate ran too fast.
Perhaps it was inauspicious, but at this moment, it became the best gift...
The scene shifted.
"The many shall part with the one, for that one shall behold the miracle."
"Even though you and I have long made peace with this absurd fate, they are still inexperienced in the ways of the world."
"Yet, for them to fall before the gates of the new world in ignorance would be even more cruel."
"Everyone must learn the truth someday. Now is a very good opportunity, Agy."
In the brief darkness, the voices of Aglaea and Tribbie faded.
When they reappeared, they had already arrived at the Temple of the Three Fates from the past.
"What does 'fall before the gates of the new world' mean? Wasn't that line about Tiresias?"
"I thought it meant out of a thousand Tribbies, only one Tribbie could behold the miracle."
"Don't tell me... this oracle isn't just about one person, but all the Chrysos Heirs? Only one person can behold the Re-creation?!"
"Then what about the others? What happens to the others!"
Even Guinaifen in front of the screen was dumbfounded.
But there was no time to hesitate; the story had already automatically transitioned to a cutscene.
Standing before the Temple of the Three Fates, Trinnon unveiled the memories of the past for Phainon, for Stelle, and for the audience in Guinaifen's livestream.
It was the final conversation between Tiresias and Orionis.
Although Trinnon couldn't even recall her own past appearance, she could tell by the voice—it was the same voice as Tiresias from the promotional video!
In the memory, Orionis advised her to stop trying to seize the spark, for she would still be the darling of fate.
But the black tide had arrived, the Titans remained silent, and Tiresias refused.
"The darling of fate... how could fate take her dearest kin?"
"How could I watch the world crumble while remaining unscathed?"
The final conversation ended unhappily.
Phainon, who didn't understand, asked Trinnon, who kindly explained to everyone:
"Hmm, the 'dearest kin' you mentioned is 'our' mother. Long, long ago, she fell from here into the abyss..."
Because of a ritual, seeking an oracle from Janus, but ultimately receiving the world-bearing, Kephale.
It was a conspiracy, but clearly a long one, so everyone decided to press forward.
However, Sushang on the side seemed to recall something.
"Saffron?"
Hadn't she seen something about falling off a cliff in that Saffron Secret Technique earlier?!
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