I'm playing Honkai Impact 3

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"I agree."

Without hesitation.

"and then?"

The Brilliant Song ended the auto-battle, regained control of the body, and walked to the window to look out.

I didn't see any private bathhouses; the bluestone buildings everywhere clearly didn't belong to a prestigious family's large courtyard.

Unfortunately, the wars in this world seem never to have ceased; the long-standing conflicts swept across the land like a plague, and ultimately... inevitably reached Fisos.

We both know that we might not be the only time travelers.

The advanced firearms and artillery of the Caesar Empire, along with some of the Empress's governing philosophies... clearly reflected a modern, systematic education.

We discussed this before.

After all, the other party may not necessarily be from Earth, and even if they are both from Earth, they may not know each other.

Switching to the historical fiction channel, the protagonist, after being relied upon by the emperor for his modern inventions, discovers a second modern time traveler.

If it were a friend, they would still want it; but a stranger would probably have to be silenced.

Fellow villagers meeting, shooting each other in the back.

Miss Eden didn't think so, but she felt there was no need to take the initiative to make contact.

The Meneta priests were nearly wiped out in the wake of the Golden War.

Those nobles who once surrounded the young girl, flattering her to the extreme, and those suitors who were captivated by her talent and beauty.

Faced with war and slaughter, not a single person offered a helping hand.

Romance, beauty, talent, and nobility—these are as fragile as exquisite glass in the face of brutal war, shattering at the slightest touch and utterly useless.

I only managed to save a handful of people.

Eden's body is the Brilliant Song, a fusion warrior who has fused with the genes of the Emperor-level Honkai Beast, Frona. His song can be imbued with and trigger Honkai energy.

Singing can kill people.

Using the special abilities of his other body, Eden arrived at the last moment and saved Aglaia and several of her relatives.

They protected the young girl during the war.

This helping hand extended from the depths of despair filled Aglaia, who had survived the ordeal, with gratitude and dependence on her teacher, Eden.

However, her magnificent mansion was reduced to ashes, her illustrious family shattered, and overnight she fell from grace, losing her former wealth and carefree life.

"I see."

The Brilliant Song nodded.

From a life of luxury to a life of hardship and destitution, and with relatives and friends in her clan dying in the war, this is the emotion that Aglaia is hiding.

The former is easier to deal with, as they are ultimately an artistic family.

Those who know this stuff will understand.

As long as the person is still alive, they can easily recover their fortune by selling some of their artwork.

But once a person dies, they cannot be brought back to life.

Unless the administrator retrieves the data from the recycle bin.

Afterwards, Empress Caesar's iron torrent shattered the flames of war in Fezos.

Eden continued.

The former tyrant fled in panic with his defeated army, and now the banner of Caesar's Empire flies here.

Oh, and there's one more important thing.

[Aglaia has golden blood flowing through her veins; she is a Golden Descendant. This is a secret, currently known only to me and her few surviving relatives.]

[But recently, the Empire's saintess, the demigod Tirispius, had contact with her. It seems she discovered Aglaia's identity as a Golden Blood, and is quite concerned about it.]

The empire might extend an olive branch to her.

Empress Caesar's call for the Golden Blood to embark on a journey to seek fire is something almost everyone in the world knows today.

Eden had some doubts, but not yet any real concerns.

Those saintesses are very nice people.

She didn't think the other party would hurt Aglaia.

Should we make contact with them?

What made Eden think was himself.

She is not a descendant of the Golden Clan, yet she possesses power no less than that of the Golden Clan, and she is also a special transmigrator.

"why not?"

A smile played on Brilliant Song's lips.

The background information about Eden's characters has been sufficiently established.

It's time to take the stage.

PS:

Volume 1: Chapter 871 Why is His Majesty Caesar the core of the Golden Lineage?

Upon learning that Sora had awakened from her slumber.

No matter where they were in the Empire or what important mission they were carrying out, the nine Tirispeius did not hesitate for a moment; they immediately abandoned everything they were holding.

He spared no effort to expend his soul power, opening the Hundred Realms Gate that spanned vast distances, and rushed toward the Golden Courtyard at top speed.

"A-Qiong!"

Accompanied by cries filled with endless longing, nine fiery red figures, like swallows returning to their nests, swept across the sky with a fragrant breeze, engulfing it in a world of warm, soft jade.

"You're finally awake! We've missed you so much!"

"Ah Qiong, let me tell you, while you were asleep, I made many, many amazing inventions."

"Ah Qiong, you'd never guess, would you? Little Caesar is now the Queen of Ohmma!"

Nine fiery red beauties surrounded the center of the dome, embracing passionately and kissing with suppressed emotions.

Tigong, Tisong, and Tining were like the most gentle, virtuous, and quiet wives, taking care of their husbands who had returned home after a long time. They even personally fed Qiong water.

The overjoyed expressions of Tian and Tixiao resembled those of chattering red warblers and magpies, circling the sky and recounting the various events that had occurred over the past hundred years.

“Hmm, Tian, ​​Tixiao…”

Qiong finally managed to peek out from the turbulent waves, embracing two of the most lively red-haired beauties on either side. Her gaze, filled with a hint of inquiry, carefully scanned their youthful, energetic faces and stunning figures.

Finally, the gaze settled on her chest.

"Is it just my imagination? Your condition..."

Even practice is the sole criterion for testing truth, and with the rigorous attitude of academic research, Qiong personally took charge of the measurement.

"Something feels off."

"A-Qiong! What are you doing...?"

The surprise attack caused Tian's pretty face to flush instantly, but her fair arms wrapped around Qiong's neck did not loosen at all; instead, they held her even tighter.

"Have you alchemists somehow discovered ATPX4869?"

"ATPX4869?"

"What is that?"

Ti Xiao occupied the other side of Qiong's chest, also holding him close, while her hand on her chest...

Ti Xiao looked at Ti Zhou, and Ti Zhou naturally moved to block Xia Die and Wei Erwei's view.

"An alchemical potion that can restore youth."

After a thorough and practical examination, the result was confirmed.

The Tirispians have become younger.

The most obvious ones are Tian and Tixiao in her arms.

A hundred years ago, although they were lively, they naturally possessed a touch of charm in their eyes and brows.

She was alluring yet dignified, possessing the charm of a young married woman that would drive Cao Cao wild with delight.

Like a ripe peach, plump and juicy.

She appears to be around 26 years old, a mature and sophisticated woman.

What now?

Her demeanor was like that of a freshman or sophomore in an ivory tower.

His face was noticeably a few years younger, and his forelimb armor was still perky and full, but it was slightly smaller, by a barely perceptible amount.

The youthfulness is not only reflected in appearance, but also in the seemingly more unrestrained and lively inner personality.

Logically speaking, after spending a full hundred years, even the immortal beings of the Immortal Ship would have some changes in their mindset.

But the Tirispians remain as radiant as they were a century ago.

Qiong knew that the Saintess had a childlike heart, clear perception, and pure emotions.

That is her divinity.

Even if one has a pure and innocent heart, it's a bit much that Tian Gang has become even younger.

"This is the price we pay for using the Hundred Realms Gate."

Titi's beautiful face was adorned with a gentle and charming smile.

"Does A-Qiong still remember when I first became a demigod?"

For Qiong, a hundred years was just a period of sleep and awakening; his memories of a hundred years ago were still very clear.

"You mean... the drawbacks of the gateway authority?"

Qiong looked at Titi, who was standing side by side with the other Tirispius, like an older sister.

Using a demigod's body to drive the Hundred Realms Gate seems to cause some damage to the soul, but it is very minor and almost negligible.

Unless used intensively and frequently for hundreds of years, noticeable changes will not be visible.

Right now.

All eight Tirisfalis are young to varying degrees.

Titi is composed of 992 soul fragments, almost equal to the complete Titicipios, and her regenerative ability is stronger than that of other 'selves'.

It was hardly affected at all.

She remains the same saintly woman, radiating mature charm and exuding the aura of a married woman.

"A-Qiong~ What's with that expression?"

Ti Xiao puffed out her cheeks and waved her little pink fists, making a gesture of showing off her biceps. Her fair arms had smooth lines and flowed with a pearly luster.

"Isn't it a good thing to feel younger? I feel like I'm full of inexhaustible energy!"

Ti Xiao twirled around triumphantly, her skirt billowing in the air.

She is now in the prime of her youth.

At this moment, it was Yu Xi who was controlling Wilvi's body. She glanced in the direction of Xia Die and saw that the other party was talking to Mimi incessantly, so she stopped being so reserved.

“I’m thinking about a very serious question: what if, during our wedding celebration in the future, guards suddenly burst in and arrest me and take me away?”

Qiong rested his chin on his hand and said with great seriousness.

Being a year or two younger, going from a career woman to a college freshman, is still acceptable.

It wouldn't be a problem if they regressed to the level of a high school student.

If we extend that timeframe a bit further, even during junior high school, it would still be barely acceptable.

What if I really turn into a child like I did after taking ATPX4869?