I'm playing Honkai Impact 3

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Because of the ruthless methods she displayed during the purge, none of High Pole's ministers dared to show any disrespect to Cerudela.

The soldiers who followed her in conquering the north and south held the girl in even higher esteem.

Now, only Qiong can make Crydella have this helpless expression.

"Oh dear, she's getting less and less cute as she gets older."

Qiong sighed with feigned desolation, then put on a mischievous smile.

"Thinking back to those days, do you think if I had written a biography of Caesar about what happened when you fell into the pond when you were nine, would it have been a sensation throughout the entire Pontifical region and become the most popular book of the year?"

"..."

"Teacher, do you intend to harm the people of Hyperion?"

Keludela spoke in a somber tone.

If Qiong were to actually publish a biography of Caesar, she would consider burning the book and burying the reader alive.

There was nothing she could do; she simply couldn't do anything about the teacher.

There are too many dark secrets about him that have been exposed.

"Ah Qiong, tell me this secretly tonight."

On March 7th, taking advantage of the fact that no one could hear him, he leaned close to Qiong and whispered, expressing his curiosity about His Majesty Caesar's embarrassing childhood stories.

Velvi glanced back at March 7th. So what if you're a meme?

So obviously gossipy!

She wanted to hear it too.

It can only be said that the fascination with dark history is indeed a common trait among intelligent beings.

"arrive."

Vervi's voice made everyone stop in their tracks.

"Radar indicates that Tarantun's stable energy source is inside the temple building ahead."

Everyone stopped and looked over.

The towering dome presents a perfect semicircle, and the supporting colonnade structure is rigorously symmetrical, its precision enough to bring solace to the soul of any obsessive-compulsive disorder sufferer.

Two stone statues stand solemnly on either side of the tightly closed bronze door.

"Ah, I remember now, if I'm not mistaken, this seems to be... the Temple of Judgment?"

On March 7th, who knew all the must-see tourist spots in Onfaros like the back of his hand, he suddenly clenched his left fist and punched his right palm.

Velvi: "The Temple of Judgment?"

"Yes, it's said to be a place used to try certain special cases."

March 7th introduced with great energy.

"There's also a super famous Libra Market nearby. You don't need Balance Coins; as long as both parties place their items on the scales blessed by Tarranton and they maintain balance, the transaction is considered complete! Isn't that amazing?"

"That sounds interesting."

Qiong stroked his chin, looking on with great interest.

He was curious about the principle of legal equivalence.

Thanks to the system, Qiong developed many good habits, such as finding bugs and skillfully exploiting them.

No rule can be completely perfect in theory.

I wonder if I can exploit the bug of getting free purchases.

"teacher."

Krydella helplessly reached out and gently turned Qiong's face toward the main entrance of the temple.

"Have you forgotten why we came here?"

"How could that be? Don't worry."

Qiong looked completely innocent and pointed to a fleeting shadow on the ground, no bigger than a thumb.

"My special reconnaissance soldiers are at work."

Several shadowy soldiers, each the size of a cockroach, were seen silently slipping into the shadows.

His physical body on March 7th was wearing the Tara mask, and his spirit could directly summon the Shadow Legion.

"What a convenient feature!"

As a monarch, Kerudela felt somewhat envious.

What ruler wouldn't crave a special forces unit that is absolutely loyal, fearless of death, capable of operating across land, sea, and air, and always by their side?

Which monarch doesn't crave food?

Such a clever tactic was actually used by the teacher as a housekeeper and errand boy!

What a waste!

There were people moving around inside the temple, not many, but not few either.

A moment later, the shadow soldiers returned one after another, bringing Qiong news of what was happening inside the temple.

"Your Mightiness."

Xia Die gently reminded him, her ethereal voice tinged with worry.

"If a battle breaks out here, it could affect innocent residents."

"Ah."

After a moment's thought, Qiong said, "Titi, send some of your men to be ready to guide and protect civilians during the evacuation if the fighting gets intense."

"Leave it to 'us'."

The Tirispians responded in unison, nodding vigorously.

The power of the Hundred Realms Gate is indeed best suited to deal with this situation.

Qiong generally avoids using the Anywhere Door in battle, lest this precious item be destroyed by the aftershocks of the fight.

"However, it's not certain that a fight will break out."

With a wave of his hand, the shadows beneath everyone's feet rippled like a living inkwell.

The group seemed to sink into deep water, using the passages of the Shadowlands to silently avoid the scattered judges and tribunals outside the temple, and directly infiltrated the innermost sanctuary of the temple.

Behind the inner sanctuary of the Trial, in the area symbolizing the divine authority of Tarranton.

Enormous stone pillars support golden beams, from which heavy chains hang, forming a massive and majestic golden scale.

The dome has a skylight, and a beam of holy light shines into the center of the scales, like the gaze of a god.

Fortunately, no trial was taking place at this time.

"Taranton, you spotted us a while ago, didn't you?"

Qiong gazed at the top of the enormous scales and squinted.

“oula~”

The ethereal sounds unique to Titans echoed leisurely throughout the hall.

Golden ripples spread across the air above the scales, weaving together a strange phenomenon that resembled both flames and a net of light.

"Is this what they call Titan?"

Vervi's eyes immediately lit up.

Unfortunately, she couldn't understand what the other person was saying, and she was the only one present who couldn't understand the language of the Titans.

The unique abilities of Xia Die and Heather Yin allow them to understand the voice of the Titans, and the mother certified by Oronis, March 7th, goes without saying.

The Titis are saints, their job is translation.

However, Krydela was surprisingly able to understand.

To her own surprise, she couldn't understand what the teacher and Oronis were saying when they were talking before, so why could she understand Taranton's language?

Krydella was somewhat puzzled, but even more puzzled by Taranton's answer.

"Then you should know why we're here, right?"

Qiong stared directly at the golden net of fire.

“lila~”

Her voice was like that of an elderly female judge who had seen it all and understood everything, dignified and calm.

"Since you know this, why don't you leave?"

Even when facing the gods of law, Cerberus showed no fear whatsoever. Apart from her teacher, no one in the world could make her bow her head!

“lero~”

The voice of the Titans echoed.

Even if our goal is your spark?

Qiong raised an eyebrow with interest.

"Or are you planning to donate voluntarily? We at Firemoth can award you a 'Model Titan of Selfless Dedication' banner and a gold-embossed certificate, free shipping, dear!"

“niku~”

Taranton's voice remained solemn.

The content of his words left everyone looking at each other in bewilderment.

"You really want it?"

March 7th blinked its eyes.

"Is that a gift? It's an exchange."

Qiong poked March 7's smooth forehead.

“Taranton meant that if we offer something of equal or greater value than His fire and destiny on the other side of the scale, He would be willing to give us the fire.”

Titi translated for Vilvi.

"But……"

Xia Die spoke softly.

"What in this world can be equal in value to the Titan's Spark? Only another Spark, perhaps? And fate, how heavy can the fate of a Titan be?"

“Lisa~”

Taranton's words came again, eliciting different expressions from the girls.

Velvi: "What did He say?"

"Is this the only way to obtain the spark of the law?"

Krydella held her scepter and murmured softly.

"No, I don't believe that the scales of justice are always balanced, but why has the world never been fair? The disparity between people is comparable to that between man and Titan... True law can only be forged through war and bloodshed."

This is her philosophy.

"..."

Taranton fell silent for a long time.

“cili~”

With this Titan's Voice, a blue orb of light, shaped like a teardrop and inlaid with golden, mysterious runes, emerged from the void and slowly landed on one end of the enormous golden scales.

It is the spark of Tarranton.

"Willpower can also be used?"

Qiong was somewhat surprised.

Tarranton put down his bet.

He was willing to relinquish the fire if Cerlydella's will, or rather, his kingly way or ideal, could surpass Him.