Is it about Holstein?
Leon didn't know.
He pushed the door open, thinking he'd find out once he got inside.
Creeak!
The door swung wide open, revealing an unexpectedly empty interior.
Just a vacant room.
Leon wouldn't trust a superficial illusion.
His eyes could lie, but his intuition couldn't.
With steady footsteps, Leon entered the room and headed straight for a corner.
Sssshhh-rip!
He curved the fingers of his right hand and swiped them through the air from left to right, his fingertips coated in azure Imaginary energy.
The disguise of Rembrance was utterly shattered by The Hunt!
The hidden iceberg appeared fully before his eyes.
It was a mory Bubble, and it didn't look special at all.
"What is this thing."
Leon took it out, raised it, and tilted his head back to examine it.
So secretive. It definitely wasn't an ordinary item.
It was a no-brainer. If it were just a normal object, it wouldn't have been hidden so deeply. It had to have sothing special about it.
Otherwise, who would have the ti to create such a troubleso disguise just for a single mory Bubble.
"Ti to open a blind box."
Leon said, sliding the mory Bubble into his palm and clenching his fist, ready to probe the mory within.
As his consciousness delved deeper, a blurry scene appeared before his eyes.
A mysterious lady and a monster shrouded in black mist were talking face-to-face, though he couldn't tell what they were discussing.
This was the content of the mory Bubble.
The woman wore a candy-colored long dress, and her features were as difficult to discern as the monster's.
The candy-colored lady seed to sense a third party's gaze, turning her head slightly to glance at him from the corner of her eye.
"A Heavenly General of The Hunt...?"
The mory Bubble was clearly storing a past mory, yet this lady acted as if she were present in person.
"Are you the one who's been making a na for himself recently?"
Not only could she speak normally, but she could also move her body freely.
"A pleasure to et you. I am Polka Kakamond."
The candy-colored lady turned to face him directly, speaking word by word, "You may also call the Lord of Silence."
"Seeing , you don't retreat? Instead, you confront head-on?" Leon didn't flinch or look away, eting her gaze.
"My Omniscience Domain cannot tolerate the unknown. When the ti of Erudition's reckoning arrives, I believe we will have a final resolution."
Polka said coldly.
"Don't make laugh. You think your stats are high enough to talk to like that?"
Leon was completely unafraid, retorting without a shred of politeness.
"Cut the crap. , avoid you?"
As his words fell, the Vanquisher slung over his shoulder erupted in a brilliant azure glow, as if responding to his statent.
"This is..."
The confident, victorious tone in Polka's voice was now clearly tinged with surprise and astonishnt.
Crack!
The mory Bubble shattered, and Leon's consciousness returned from the imrsive experience to reality.
"So this is the mad dog raised by Erudition?"
Leon looked at the cracked, now-dull mory Bubble in his hand, feeling utterly baffled.
"Hidden so deep, and I thought it was sothing good. Turns out it was just a useless conversation with so riddle-spouting weirdo."
Leon said, tossing the mory Bubble to Phantylia.
"And she likes being a riddler. I really don't get it. People who can't speak plainly like that wouldn't even deserve a seat at the table where I co from."
He couldn't understand what genius had so much ti on their hands that they'd hide sothing so worthless so deeply.
"Keep it safe. We're off to the next stop."
If he weren't afraid of damaging the mories within the Garden of Recollection, he would have already blown the whole place up with an arrow.
"What are you looking for?"
Before he could push the door open to leave, an elegant female voice suddenly rang out by his ear.
Imdiately after, the scene in the room changed abruptly.
Unique stained-glass windows rose up on all four sides, and a dim violet light cast its glow, instantly suffusing the room with a strange atmosphere.
"Perhaps I can help you."
A purple-haired woman wearing a veil sat cross-legged in mid-air, her hand supporting her chin, a benevolent smile playing on her lips.
A Galaxy Ranger.
A bit mysterious, a bit forthright, and a bit of a character.
The mont he entered the Garden of Recollection, Black Swan, herself sothing of a stowaway, had keenly sensed his presence.
Driven by curiosity and the possibility of cooperation, she had been paying attention to him for a while.
When he easily tore through the disguise of Rembrance that she had been powerless against and obtained that sealed mory Bubble...
...Black Swan knew he was an indispensable ally for her own debt-collecting journey.
"Would you like to cooperate with , Mr. Ranger?"
As she spoke, Black Swan stood up and walked forward.
The tapping of her heels against the floor echoed continuously in the empty room.
"I can help you find the mory Bubble of Holstein. In return, I hope you can help retrieve a mory Bubble as well. What do you say?"
Black Swan extended her hand toward him, as if inviting him to a dance.
Everyone has a past; the past makes the present.
So people can grasp their mories, while others are ensnared by them, unable to escape.
Before cooperating, she really wanted to know which category this Galaxy Ranger before her fell into.
So...
She made her move!
Probing the experiences of others through Rembrance is sothing every mokeeper does casually when forming a relationship with soone.
Everyone can lie, but mories cannot.
In the night's hunt, The Hunt is not the only hunter.
Trading, copying, stealing, luring—mokeepers use every ans at their disposal to collect precious mories.
Black Swan was no exception.
Leon looked down at the hand extended by the mysterious veiled woman who had suddenly appeared before him.
"You're a real turn-off, sis."
He made no move, only uttered that one sentence.
"?"
Black Swan's outstretched hand froze, and her expression beca a little unnatural.
A turn-off? Who? Her?
Seriously, dude!
Say what you will, but Black Swan had so confidence in her looks.
While she couldn't claim to surpass Idrila, there was no way she could be described as a turn-off, right?
No, seriously, her character model is this good and she's a turn-off? Is this guy even a man?
Black Swan sized him up with astonishnt.
Fine, in terms of character models, he was indeed on her level. The top spot on any 'must-have' list would look just like this.
He clearly had a way with won, so it was no surprise he'd call her a turn-off.
"If you want to cooperate, then let's cooperate. What are you trying to do with that hand?"
If you want to get intimate with , show your total damage and DPS first. If they're too low, don't even bother. You'll just contaminate my cup rating.
"I'm Black Swan. And you are?"
Fine. Black Swan retracted her hand, introducing herself with considerable resignation.
Hearing her na, Leon answered instinctively, "I'm Goose Delivery."
"...Could you please provide a proper codena."
"Then just call Sun," Leon said, feeling he had no choice.
"Never mind. Regarding our cooperation, what is your stance?"
Black Swan conceded defeat. It was better to talk business with him.
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