Honkai Impact: Star Railway: I'm really not a Star God!

"Who are you? What are you doing here?"

"Oh, oh~ don't rush, let me introduce myself first. I am Diamond, the head of the strategic investment department of Interstellar Peace Company. By the way, to put it more simply, the City Builder is my colleague."

With a slight twitch of her fingers, the pressure on Huan Die increased dramatically, and Xi Er's figure appeared in the audience hall. She looked at the woman who called herself Diamond in shock.

It found its place in an instant and forced itself out of it?!

"Don't rush, young Great Guardian. If there's no gap in the history of Beloborg, you should know that your ancestors once cooperated with our company. I've come here today simply to improve our cooperation and make up for some past regrets."

“Regret? How can I trust you? Besides... we don’t believe in preservation now, we believe in... original sin.”

Upon hearing this, Diamond paused for a moment.

Is there no faith to protect it?

Why is the Lord of Preservation glancing this way? Isn't it just to unleash his protective power and help the people here defeat the Star Core?

Original sin? What exactly is original sin?

Why didn't that informant report this?

After quickly gathering the information, Diamond did not show any signs of losing his composure.

After all, as the minister of one of the strongest forces in the world, a certain level of strategic vision is essential.

Her main purpose in coming here was actually just to see what miracles the Lord of Preservation had left behind.

According to the information, the thing that brought down the miracle was most likely a lance. Even if it might not be particularly suitable for her, it could at least be kept as a collectible, and it could also help to revitalize the earth marrow market in Arilo-VI.

This segment offers considerable profit.

“That’s true. As for proof... may I be so bold as to borrow... that lance? Only those who have been recognized by the Guardian can wield that lance. As the Great Guardian, you should know that.”

Bronya was speechless for a moment, looking at the diamond with a puzzled expression.

This person inexplicably appeared in the audience hall, claiming to be a colleague of the city builders.

Don't they know that Yalilo has already changed sides? Their information is so outdated, yet they still have the nerve to call themselves employees of the Interstellar Peace Corporation.

"I don't care much about your identity, but if you're looking for the lance, I regret to inform you that it's not with me. It's been taken away and has a new owner. The residents here no longer believe in the Protection Star. The Protection Star can't save us. The Protection Star has abandoned us, so why should we still believe in Him?"

Bronya's expression was indifferent, and her tone was slightly sharp.

As the supreme leader of a country, how can one easily lower one's head in front of outsiders? Even if the other party is stronger than oneself, so what?

Didn't you know to secretly send messages to Xing and the others?

Does this person not know that the Star Train is parked directly above Cripperburg? She's very quick to call people.

"The lance was taken away?! Cough cough cough... Sorry, I lost my composure a bit. In that case, let's continue with the rest of the conversation. I'll prove I'm from the Interstellar Peace Corporation in another way."

With a slight smile, Diamond snapped his fingers, and the protective power was no longer suppressed. A heavy, scorching feeling appeared, making Bronya and Seele feel as if their bodies were filled with lead.

Diamond snapped his fingers again, withdrawing his power, and said with a smile.

"Now the Great Guardian should believe it, right? Oh, by the way, you can also search it on your phone. After all, as a minister, it's inevitable that you'll occasionally have to show your face in public."

That's how arrogant they are; it's the consistent style of Interstellar Peace Corporation.

They'll give you a bargaining chip from the start: the chance to realize the value of your planet. If you refuse, they'll simply use more violent means to acquire resources.

Anyway, the Interstellar Peace Corporation owns countless planets, so one or two more won't make a difference. She just wanted to see something new this time.

However, before Bronya and Seele could recover from the powerful protective force, something even more shocking happened.

A force completely different from the somewhat domineering protective power just now appeared. It was largely protective, but it felt much gentler.

The golden phantom gradually solidified, and an extremely cold power surged forth, instantly causing Diamond's pupils to shrink slightly. He hurriedly raised his defenses to resist this power.

"A friend comes from afar... um... what's the next line after 'soaring through the air'?"

Cocolia, who was still muttering to herself, paused for a moment, but she couldn't care less about that now.

Fortunately, she no longer suppressed her special protective power and it erupted directly, locking onto the diamond with a deadly crisis.

"Hello... friend who has come from afar, if you want to discuss cooperation... there's no need to use such... an unpleasant way to end things, is there? Don't you agree?"

Diamond slowly withdrew her imposing aura, sat down on the sofa, and stared intently at Cocolia as she asked.

"Who are you? Why is the protective power on you... somewhat strange?"

“My name is Cocolia, you can also call me the former Great Guardian. As for the power of preservation? I think... that’s the real deal.”

Chapter 106 Cat and Mouse Game

"Bronya... I'm sorry, I might be a little late."

Ever since she mischievously spread the rumors about Jepard, Cocolia has been wandering around every corner of Belloberg, getting to know her native land.

From the homes of high-ranking officials to the homes of homeless people in the lower districts, Cocolia witnessed it all.

Give your past self a score and identify your mistakes.

Her mindset also underwent subtle changes during this period.

Besides experiencing the daily life of Beloborg, Cocolia's biggest worry is Bronya, and she always secretly observes Bronya.

She longed to tell Bronya that she was still alive, but she was afraid that her presence would disturb the young Great Guardian's peace of mind, so she could only watch her silently.

This time, she happened to be out experiencing the people's plight and felt a tremendous protective force, so she immediately returned to Cripper Castle.

The power of original sin...one of its characteristics is inclusiveness.

Preservation is also included.

"Mother...Mother...?"

The moment Bronya saw Cocolia's back, she thought she was seeing things.

But that gentle voice constantly reminded her that the person in front of her was her mother, Cocolia, the previous Great Guardian.

“Silly child, it seems you’re alright. You and Seele should go out first. We’ll talk about the situation later. You can also choose to stay here. You’re still too young, Bronya. Of course, I’m not blaming you, High Warden. No one can make her bow down except the people.”

Ice crystals adhered to Cocolia's hands, forming a pair of ice crystal gloves. With a casual wave of her hand, the entire audience hall was instantly transformed. An ice throne appeared behind her, and two ice thrones appeared on the left and right sides, slightly below the throne.

Ice is her inherent attribute, while original sin is her destiny attribute. In addition, original sin has a unique inclusive characteristic, allowing her to switch freely between her inherent attribute and destiny attribute, which is equivalent to dual cultivation.

Cocolia slowly sat down, her gaze fixed on the diamond.

"Now...can we talk about cooperation normally?"

Seeing this, Diamond stood up and apologized slightly.

"Forgive my previous arrogance. Let's get to know each other again. Diamond, the head of the Strategic Investment Department of Interstellar Peace Corporation, hopes to cooperate with Yalilo-VI to jointly build an interstellar business circle."

"Former High Guardian of Beloborg, Sin Envoy, Cocolia."

......

The weather was beautiful, the air was fresh, and Sambo, who had been swept away by the strong winds whipped up by the two protective forces, rubbed his waist and looked at the hundreds-of-meters-high Kripper Fortress, his lips twitching.

"Are they crazy?! These two envoys have nothing better to do than engage in this battle of wits in broad daylight!"

Sambo stood up, cursing.

If it weren't for Sambo's good physical condition, he would have been smashed to pieces long ago.

What? You're asking him why he climbed Cripper Fort?

Oh, my friend, the higher you stand, the farther you can see.

The damaged buildings, recently restored by the Lord of Pleasure, have forced many routes to be replanned. He dared not be angry or speak out, and could only say that the Lord of Pleasure had his own plans.

For a nobody like him, just being obedient is enough.

Sangbo tidied his hair and muttered to himself.

"Diamonds? What's she doing here? Why isn't she going to a place like Aprilon, all that extravagance and debauchery, instead of bothering her little brother..."

Besides embodying human dignity, what else is fun to do in this place?

"It seems... they've seen my Lord's handiwork and want to get a piece of the pie? Sigh~ No wonder they're from the Interstellar Peace Corporation. Wherever there's profit, there are their people. They really are interstellar troublemakers. But... hasn't the news of the blasphemer they just defeated here spread yet?"

With a helpless shrug, Sambo clapped his hands, deciding to find another spot and climb back to the top of Kripper Castle.

Suddenly, a sound that sent chills down his spine rang out.

"It really was you that day, Sambo."

With a calm tone that carried an unquestionable air, Jepard quietly looked at Sambo.

Thinking about the stares I received on the street and in the army...

Jepard suddenly became anything but calm.

"Cough cough cough... My dear brother, what a coincidence! The weather's quite nice today, how about... you let me off the hook?"

"I don't have time to play games with you. Even from a thousand miles away, I can smell your sinful aura, all for the sake of finally arresting you."

"I want to make some tough talk like a vicious criminal," Jepard said fiercely.

"Um... I don't think Sambo wears perfume, right?"

"?"

To prevent his blood pressure from rising and to keep up with Sambo's pace, Jepard took a deep breath.

Don't bother arguing with Sangbo. Arrest him directly and make sure he can't pull any tricks. This man is extremely cunning and has a sharp tongue. We can't let him get away.

Sambo, who hadn't made any prior arrangements, scratched his head, looking a little lost.

Or should I use some of my own strength to knock Jepard unconscious?

But doing that feels too boring.

Usually, it's me running and him chasing. If I were to ruin this addictive cat-and-mouse game, it would really be a waste.

Just as Sambo was deep in thought, Jepard was already within three meters of him, and his silver fist was about to grab Sambo when he suddenly stopped.

Jepard twisted his hand and slowly said.

"Looks like you've been a bit overworked lately... You need to rest for about three minutes... Since you saved my sister's life, you can run for your life as much as you want, but in the end... I will catch up with you."

"Pfft."

Sambo burst out laughing.