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Aglaia's gaze once again focused on the unique outfit on Haeserin, which blended deep-sea elements with modern design and was full of flowing beauty. Her eyes sparkled with the brilliance of a professional designer.
"Where did this come from? I've never seen this design before."
She keenly grasped the avant-garde design concepts within it, which resembled those of her teacher, Eden.
"I designed her clothes. Do you have any suggestions, little one?"
A lazy, slightly cynical voice came from behind. Aglaia turned her head and saw a gray-haired, golden-eyed young man strolling over.
He was surrounded by several red-haired saintesses, each with a different temperament but equally dazzling.
What caught Aglaia's eye the most was the fluffy little pink creature perched on the young man's left shoulder, its big, bright blue eyes curiously observing her.
Wow! So cute.
Her fluorescent green eyes, now tinged with gold, instantly sparkled like stars, and Aglaia was captivated.
Girls are always powerless against cute, furry creatures.
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"Tibo, who are these two?"
The black and white patchwork dress is like a concerto of elegance and rebellion, with dark red metallic flowers adorning the hem.
The white lantern sleeves are adorned with delicate lace trim, and a pair of long, slender, and fair legs are eye-catching, tied with black and red intertwined ribbon leg rings, adding a touch of untamed charm.
Those bright, intelligent red eyes and charmingly innocent face revealed the consciousness that was currently dominating her body.
If you do the math, March 7th alone could form a band.
The shape of March 7th.
The moon in March 7th is a long night moon.
The long night moon's shape on the seventh day of the third month.
The shape of the long night moon.
This is the third state.
With the power of the long night moon, manifesting a physical form would be effortless.
March 7th had longed to connect with the outside world and go out and have fun.
In those ghostly days of the past, when she went out to explore, she would find local specialties she liked and wanted to buy, but even if she had the money, she couldn't buy them because she had no way to negotiate with the shopkeeper.
She was so frustrated!
Knowing that March 7th had always wanted to physically recreate the Night Moon, he handed over control of his body to March 7th without hesitation.
It then separated most of its power, existing as a meme, to continue obscuring the history of Onpharos, deleting system logs, and preventing administrators from finding traces of Qiong and March 7th.
Tirispius, Thaddeus, and Hazel met their longtime companions for the first time.
Previously, everyone could only communicate through Qiong and March 7th, but now that they have physical bodies, they can communicate freely with everyone.
Everyone was genuinely happy for March 7th, and there seemed to be no awkwardness in their interactions.
The girls held tea parties for several days.
They won't let Sora participate, saying it's some kind of secret between pretty girls?
Qiong responded to this.
"Tch~"
He knows exactly what we talked about.
Vervi also participated.
"This is the Golden Blood I found, the Seed of Fire, Aglaia."
Tibo turned her head to the side and introduced with a smile.
Today, Empress Cerlydella commands nearly a thousand Golden Bloods.
He was skilled in combat and a brave and fierce general.
He possesses exceptional memory and quick thinking, making him a suitable advisor.
Before being incorporated into the empire, they might have been bards, scholars, priests, adventurers, or even merchants and commoners...
Their abilities naturally vary, and it's impossible for all of them to shoulder the responsibility of chasing the fire.
Among them, more than a dozen Golden Descendants were designated as Fire Chasers.
This means they possess greater potential and are more likely to pass the rigorous trials of the Fire.
"This is her teacher, a renowned singer who also possesses exquisite craftsmanship in textiles."
Tibo introduced March 7th.
"Greetings, everyone."
Eden's voice was like a fine, mellow wine.
"I dare not claim to be famous throughout the world. I am merely a singer who sings out of interest, a singer named Eden of Brilliant Songs."
"A Song of Brilliance?"
March 7th blinked her red eyes and asked curiously.
Is it a stage name?
That's one way to understand it.
Eden chuckled and nodded.
In reality, she and another version of herself gave themselves a code name for easier reference, and she then added this code name to her name.
When introducing yourself, treat it as if you are introducing yourself twice.
"Wow, so Miss Eden sings really well!"
"I know a little about vocal music."
Miss Eden flashed a smile as warm and inviting as that of Master Ip Man.
During their lively exchange on March 7th, Tissom took Qiong's arm.
She tiptoed, her cherry-blossom lips close to Qiong's ear, and whispered in a breathy voice that only the two of them could hear:
"Ah Qiong, I sensed similar energy fluctuations in this Lady Eden as those in Teacher Wilvi. Is it possible that she, like Teacher Wilvi, is...?"
Having reached the level of demigods and undergone hands-on, personal instruction and training from Qiong, the Tirispius naturally possessed the ability to sense the Honkai energy fluctuations emanating from Eden.
At first, the Tirispians thought it was an illusion.
But one time when Tibbo heard Eden sing, she instantly realized that it was the same energy as that of Teacher Wilvi.
"Okay, I understand. I'll have a good talk with her later."
That was a Honkai energy fluctuation deliberately caused by the Brilliant Song; how could Qiong not know that?
Everything is proceeding according to Director Qiong's script.
By communicating privately, unnecessary performances can be skipped. When the time comes, as long as Eden temporarily returns to the Honkai World, neither Qiong nor the Brilliant Song will need to put on a show.
Wouldn't it be better to use this double act time to start a game?
As for what they talked about?
It's not like Qiong is free to unleash her inspiration at will.
"What kind of strange beast is that on your shoulder?"
A pleasant and energetic voice broke in.
Aglaia opened her bright, fluorescent green eyes that gradually turned to gold, and peered over like a curious fawn, her gaze completely drawn to the fluffy pink creature perched on Qiong's shoulder.
"Hello~"
Mimi, perched on Qiong's shoulder like Pikachu, raised a soft, pink paw pad and greeted the blonde girl in a friendly manner.
Unfortunately, Aglaia couldn't understand its language.
Qiong and Mimi can communicate without any barriers. Although the girls of the Golden Garden cannot pronounce every word precisely, they can understand Mimi's general meaning.
Outsiders cannot understand the riddles and cryptic sayings at all.
"It's not a magical beast, it's a Digimon."
Qiong looked up and rubbed the little head, which made the little guy squint and purr contentedly.
"Digimon?"
Aglaia blinked. "What's that?"
I've never heard of such a strange beast before.
Can I touch it?
"You'll have to ask it."
"Mimi~ (Of course!)"
Mimi happily stretched out her little paws.
"Wow!"
Feeling that unparalleled, fluffy texture, the blonde girl's eyes instantly lit up like stars.
"So soft! So cute!"
They're even cuter than baby chimeras!
After chatting with Mimi for a while, Aglaya's attention quickly shifted due to the language barrier.
"Did you design your own clothes?"
Even in the atmosphere of the Holy City of Ohma Palace, the young girl was completely at ease, confidently circling the dome and scrutinizing it with a professionally discerning gaze.
I guess so.
All of Qiong's clothes were hand-sewn by Mrs. Xia Die, with Qiong's opinions fully taken into consideration.
"What? I heard you come from the Meneta priest family, and your goal is to reach the [Golden Weave] level. Should I improve my skills?"
【Golden Weaving】is the most prestigious title in the Meneta priestly family. It is a title held by those responsible for weaving divine garments for Meneta and represents the pinnacle of the weaving profession.
"I can give you some suggestions."
Aglaia's gaze quickly swept over the uniquely designed details of Qiong's clothes, and she raised her head with a hint of pride.
"However, what you're wearing now... well, it's enough."
Are you a weaver too?
Do you think I look like it?
Qiong smiled and spread her hands, giving him a "guess" look.
"Um......"
Aglaia frowned, thought for two seconds, and then shook her head.
"Completely unlike it."
Like Eden, Aglaia judged her to be a great artist the first time she met her, based on her elegant and graceful demeanor.
Uh, it's huge in every aspect.
Aura, talent, and... well.
"Sigh, it's such a pity that your eyesight is already failing at such a young age."
Qiong sighed upon hearing this.
Aglaia: “???”
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