The lingering trace of black gold beneath the divine sword flashed through her mind once more.

"The Xuanyuan Sword 'Grasp the Void'... Master, are you going to take that sword strike with your own body?"

"Now that my sword heart is shattered, it is still unknown how much of the Sword God's power I can still withstand. But the theoretical possibility... certainly exists."

"But Master, that is your Sword God—formless and boundless, emanating from within. While tangible true energy can certainly dispel it..."

"But what about the 'intangible' part? You no longer... possess Feather of Dust."

"Only by blocking this sword can I find a sliver of hope for victory, and only then can I do more to stop Otto. For this, I must..."

Fu Hua paused for a moment, but still said it herself.

"...I bid you farewell."

"…master."

The woman lowered her head and let out a barely audible sigh. Her eyes, like a mirror-like lake, shimmered with light.

Have you decided... to let go of the past?

Lin Chaoyu knew perfectly well that...

Endure the sword energy with your body, endure the sword god with your memories...

This is something the other party has done countless times.

All that was in the past is now.

As she said, in order to protect the "present," the people in front of her have sacrificed their past countless times.

Compared to the archbishop who was trying to restore the past by destroying the present, they seemed to stand at opposite ends of the scale.

So, are we going to have to rely on the past again?

To abandon the present for the past, or to burn the past for the present—who is right and who is wrong?

But apart from that, there seems to be no other way.

...

"Hey, hey, hey, you didn't even call me? You'd rather burn yourself out than call a couple of helpers?"

"Or, why don't you just fake a fight with that kid?"

"Anyway, I don't think the other person minds. You're just too stubborn!"

The Herrscher of Knowledge frowned as he watched Fu Hua's performance and couldn't help but complain.

If you can't beat them, why don't you run away?

You want to fight it head-on? Don't you even look at the state of your body?! Seriously!

"That's right, that's right. This time I'm standing next to Shi Bao, so class monitor... you can rest assured and leave it to me. You've already solved a big problem!"

Kiana patted her chest and said with great enthusiasm.

There's nothing wrong with each person doing one thing and working together, and the class monitor didn't even appear later in the dubbing process... but the problem was still solved, wasn't it?

"Who started this whole thing? What 'knowledge treasure'? Please call me—the great Lady Herald of Knowledge!"

The one who understood the law frowned and said with dissatisfaction.

"Yes, yes, the great Herrscher of Knowledge... Tch, how embarrassing!" Black Seele's voice rang out beside Seele, who was completely indifferent to her.

"But this is a matter of great importance; every bit of help brings more hope..."

"Although in the end, my plan failed and the other side emerged victorious... Sigh."

Fu Hua said helplessly that she could not remain indifferent to such a major disaster. Now that she knew about it, she should do her best to stop it, for whatever reason.

"Fu Hua, is she burning her past memories like she did during the Second Honkai Impact?"

Alicia couldn't help but ask as well. Of course, she didn't want the other person to delete the past. Although seeing Shinwa every time was quite interesting, she didn't want to do something that would hurt herself...

She vividly remembered the scene when she came out of Paradise, where Fu Hua actually let her give him a close hug.

Although she felt good, she was indeed worried about her friend.

"It can burn, but I inside have no intention of doing so," Fu Hua said calmly, pointing to the screen before turning her head away.

"I will never have that thought again."

"Phew, that's good."

Alicia breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

"...Sigh, Hua, no, Fu Hua. Actually, if your memories are full, or if you need fighting power, you can try burning the part about me. I wouldn't mind..."

Mebius sighed, his slender hands supporting his head exuding a strangely delicate aura.

Fu Hua's face darkened, she paused, took a deep breath, and said helplessly to Möbius,

"...Doctor, there are many kinds of memories, and those about you are undoubtedly very profound."

She certainly understood what the other person meant, or rather, the other person's meaning had always been quite clear, without any attempt to conceal it.

They just want to keep dragging people onto the lab table.

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