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As Tirispyos carefully placed the gift from Sora in a prominent position on her desk, she asked softly.
Over the past two months, even someone as intelligent as her has had her doubts.
Although Kyon claims to be the father of the Titans, and even Oronis himself acknowledges his identity, Tirispyos discovers that Kyon knows almost nothing about Onpharos.
The occasional novel words and strange metaphors he used gave her a vague feeling.
Qiong may not be a person of this world, but rather a being from beyond the heavens.
She didn't spell it out, but directly asked Qiong for the answer.
Because it doesn't seem to matter much anymore.
Qiong is her friend, her best friend.
After all, she only had this one friend.
It's definitely the best.
Qiong's fantasy of having a friend is so similar to her own loneliness back then.
That's why, without her noticing, a single word or gesture can precisely touch the softest part of her heart.
This resonance made her feel warm and made her trust Qiong even more.
Persona is so useful, you know?
The more you understand someone, the more complete their personality model becomes. The more complete the personality model, the better they understand you, the more they can consider things from your perspective, and the better they understand your needs.
It's a classic case of using a beautiful woman as a trap.
The focus and key lies in the plan; beauty is merely an added bonus.
A deceptive honey trap: Using the stunning good looks of a male version of the Star Core Spirit, he would play with Tirispius, coax her, and make her happy in order to gain her favor.
He was like a gigolo selling his face.
The true honey trap: I understand your soul, making you feel that I am the one and only soulmate you can meet in this lifetime, that you are precious and unique.
You claim to be detached from worldly desires, yet you keep your eyes tightly shut. If you were to open your eyes and look at me, I wouldn't believe your eyes are empty.
Tirispius was merely a saint who had never experienced the harsh realities of society.
How could she possibly withstand such a test?
"more or less."
"Now, we are just waiting for our Holy Maiden's command before the journey to pursue fire can officially begin!"
Actually, not yet.
Good news, this library does indeed contain a map of the entire territory of Onphalus.
Bad news, it was too rough!
All of them are hand-drawn, and some are even carved on stone slabs, in the style of medieval ancient Greece.
It's barely usable, but it can't provide precise positioning.
Good news! After learning more about Onpharos, Kyō has figured out a way to obtain a detailed map.
As a gateway Titan, Janus must know all of Onphalus's 'paths'.
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Volume 1: Chapter 805 March 7th: Don't Laugh, I Will Become the Heroine of the New World
The year 3760 of the Guangli calendar, the third day of the Long Night Moon.
At dawn.
"If the murmurs of the Titans as they fell were not mere words, if beyond the Black Tide, at the end of creation, such a realm truly exists..."
"Then I will cross the ruins of the gods, dispel the dark fog of Onphalus, and pray for us, and for all people."
"May we all reunite at the end of the fragrant west wind, just as we promised."
"Wait for me, Mother."
Tirispius turned around and walked to the long table that had witnessed countless days and nights.
On the table are three dolls with fluffy red hair.
The dolls were surrounded by various small gifts, like stars around the moon.
Hair clips, miscellaneous books that shouldn't be in the library, and candy.
These gifts were all given to her by Qiong.
The second, third, and fourth gifts given to her by her best friend were left by Tirispius to these three special individuals.
“Tibo, Tian, Tinin, I have now become a saint like my mother, beyond the control of Damnatio’s faction.”
Unlike the other dolls, these three dolls were left behind by their mother before she left, embodying her hopes and warmth.
“I have a feeling that if I don’t take action soon, they will soon turn on me, just like they did to my mother back then.”
"So, I'm ready to set off."
A slight tug came from the end of her hair, and Tirispius lowered her head.
She saw her long red hair curling and spreading like the branches of a torch tree, the ends of which were tied in a knot, gently wrapping around three children who were only the size of Thumbelina.
【Titi!】
The children laughed, swinging on her hair, and Tirispius laughed too.
They are Titi, her imaginary friends, and also Titicipios herself.
She is the one who knows her own heart best.
May you be blessed with nimble white wings, keen senses, and an unwavering sense of direction, thanks to the wishes of Tibo, Tian, and Tining.
You will leave Janusapolis, together with Qiong, to deliver the Titan oracle to the world. Goodbye, Titi!
"Although saying such things at this time might ruin the atmosphere, but..."
On March 7th, watching the red-haired saintess bid a warm farewell to the doll, he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.
"A-Qiong, don't you think Tirispyos's mental state... well, it's a little... something?"
"It feels like someone with schizophrenia."
Taking advantage of the fact that Tirispius couldn't hear, March 7th spoke very directly.
It's a bit thrilling to complain to someone in front of you, like doing something bad in front of others.
Of course, March 7th didn't dislike the girl.
Conversely, although they cannot see or touch each other, Qiong acts as a repeater and a messenger.
During this time, March 7th also became friends with Tirispius, and their relationship was developing into that of best friends.
But she felt something was off when she talked to Tirispius.
As for exactly what's strange about it, March 7th couldn't quite put it into words, but it was just really weird!
"After being locked up in this godforsaken place for over a decade, starting from childhood, and only managing to develop a few close friends to alleviate loneliness, their mental resilience is already ridiculously strong, okay?"
Qiong's expression was quite strange, mixed with a hint of excitement and barely suppressed joy.
Could Tirispyos really be taking March 7th for a friend from his imagination?
what?
Did I lead it myself?
That's fine.
Happy!
When relaying the words of March 7th, Sora only needed to make slight adjustments and perform, which allowed Tirispius, who was suspected of having mild schizophrenia, to judge with her noble wisdom.
Qiong has the same mild mental health issues as herself.
Therefore, the conversation and chat with March 7th is like chatting with another side of Qiong's past.
Tirispius knew that her condition was a form of hysteria.
But she never received treatment, and when she was all alone, she relied on her schizophrenia to get through it.
As she grew up, Tibbo, Tien, and Tining rarely appeared in front of her anymore.
After Qiong arrived, she never appeared again.
Tirispius thought.
Since Qiong has healed herself.
Therefore, I also have an obligation to help him come out of his fantasy.
Therefore, when faced with the March 7th imagined by Qiong, she felt a gentle sense of mission and shared a similar plight, and wanted to heal him even more and pull him out of his fantasy.
This is the source of that lingering sense of unease surrounding March 7th.
Every time I see Tirispyos treating March 7 as her imaginary friend and having a lively chat with her, Little March is completely oblivious and innocent.
Qiong's energy surged wildly, increased dramatically, and surged even more!
I was trying so hard to suppress my laughter that my stomach hurt.
"Have you said goodbye? Then let's set off."
While she was inwardly laughing, Qiong maintained a serious and reliable demeanor on the surface.
Where is the entrance to the secret passage?
The altar priest who helped Tyresibios' mother take care of her did not seem to be helping the mother and daughter out of pure self-interest, but was indeed a friend of Mortes.
After Mortes' death, as promised, a secret passage leading to the outside world was opened in the secret room where Tirispeius was imprisoned.
This was to prevent the worst-case scenario, that if the group could no longer tolerate the growing Tirispius and attacked her, it would offer the girl a glimmer of hope.
"Here."
Tirispius walked to a bookshelf filled with ancient scrolls, moved aside several heavy stone slabs and parchment scrolls, revealing a hidden mechanism.
She pressed it down gently.
"The secret passage is behind this bookshelf."
With a heavy creaking sound from the chains and rollers, the entire bookshelf, like a heavy stone door, slowly spun open inwards, revealing a dark, extended opening.
"Qiong, let's go."
Tirispius was the first to enter.
"Let's go, Ah Qi."
"Did they come in in March?"
"She's already inside."
"Okay, then I'll close the door."
"Ugh, it's so inconvenient not being able to communicate."
"Aren't you used to it yet?"
"Uh, you saying that sounds a bit like I'm used to it."
The deep, dark secret passage, since it was impossible to determine when Tirispeius would use it, naturally did not contain any consumable light sources.
The torch burning in Tirispius's hand was the only source of light.
The flickering orange flames cast three elongated shadows on the stone wall, swaying with each step.
As Tirispyos walked forward, she listened to the lively, everyday banter between Qiong and March 7 behind her.
Although she could only hear Sora's voice, she could clearly feel the deep and intimate affection between him and his imaginary friend from his tone.
This stirred a complex resonance within her.