Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"Ha, do you people from Suspended Peak City dislike reading so much?" Paris said with a smug look.

“Arcadia is a paradise woven by Meneta, one of its gifts to Ceres.”

"Bound by the golden threads, the spear of divine punishment could not penetrate, and the gray hand could not reach..."

Seeing Paris's blissful expression, the Godslayer sneered.

"Ha, it sounds like a story people made up out of fear of conflict and death."

"No!!" Paris exclaimed, his expression agitated.

“Arcadia exists, because I possess the golden threads of rebirth that flowed from Arcadia!”

He quickly pulled a spindle from his clothes, with several golden threads wound around it, gleaming in the dawn light.

The bookstore owner saw this and immediately started to laugh.

"Oh my, you're actually willing to pull out your treasure in front of others?"

"Haha, that's right." Paris was very happy.

"Wait a minute," the Heavenly Punishment Hunter suddenly asked.

"When that expert searched you just now... he probably took all the valuables."

"Your gold thread...?"

"Oh, he just doesn't know what's good for him!"

Chapter 1240 You Don’t Understand Love

“I once rescued a princess fleeing from the Kuroshio Current, and as a token of my gratitude, she gave me this national treasure.”

“Every day I can feel these threads whispering to me, calling me to go to that distant land…”

Paris's expression was resolute.

"One day, I will find that place, escape from this endless strife and the ever-present threat of death, and enjoy eternal romance with the one I love."

The bookstore manager scoffed at this explanation.

"Hehe, so who is your beloved? It wouldn't happen to be Lady Oenone, who gave you this treasure, would it?"

"?!" Seeing the Heavenly Punishment Hunter cast a glance his way, Paris quickly distanced himself, saying:

"Don't joke like that. If it weren't for past kindness, I wouldn't even have the right to speak to her."

"A more suitable travel companion is someone else than a respected elder who is loved by many."

"That's someone who has never experienced love and has never understood what romance is!"

At this point, Paris looked affectionately at the Wrath Hunter.

"Whether she is an enemy or an outsider, I hope to become her romantic companion, to personally wrap that beautiful golden thread around my travel companion, and to sever her originally cold fate!"

The bookstore manager raised an eyebrow at these words.

His ability to pick up girls is terrifying; he even manages to gain favor with someone involved in something as trivial as this.

The Heavenly Hunter turned his face away, seemingly somewhat at a loss.

"...What a boring and superficial topic. Let's continue discussing your delusions here. I'm more interested in the armor in that shop over there."

Looking in the direction the Heavenly Wrath Hunter was looking, Paris quickly explained:

"That's not armor, it's a skirt!"

Before Paris could react, the Wrath Hunter headed straight for the clothing store.

Taking this opportunity, the bookstore manager finally couldn't hold back and started complaining.

"Paris, I think you're really driven mad by loneliness..."

"Your line might be enough to flirt with city girls, but how can you even say things like that?"

"I advise you to seize the opportunity while Elder Oenone still has some affection for you."

The store manager crossed his arms and said earnestly:

“If you could really marry someone as important as her, then Ohma City would be no different from Arcadia for you.”

"You... how could you think that?" Paris was a little flustered, but his expression remained firm.

“Elder Oenone is extremely busy every day, and has so many things to deal with... What if I get caught up in trouble?”

"The real Arcadia is free from war!"

"Besides, that beautiful young lady from earlier might not be any less attractive than her."

"You descendants of Sersis are so conservative; in the face of romance, everything should be treated equally..."

……

the other side.

The Heavenly Punishment Hunter was actually wandering around the Marble Market.

As she walked along, she looked around, attracting the attention of many people.

"It's really strange."

Along the roadside, a blonde woman in elegant attire stood with her arms crossed, silently watching the Heavenly Punishment Hunter strolling through the streets.

"Soldiers of the Spear of Heaven's Punishment are not commonly seen in Marble Market."

Seemingly noticing Aglaia's unusual nature, the Scourge Hunter turned around and met her gaze.

Upon seeing this, Aglaia smiled.

"Welcome to the Eternal City, guest of Suspended Edge."

“…Thank you.” The Heavenly Punishment Hunter nodded gently.

"And the other two hiding in the shadows, please show yourselves as well." Aglaia glanced at the bushes beside her.

"..."

A short while later, Yan Huan and Xia Die, who had been hiding, came out.

At this moment, Yan Huan's appearance had changed to that of an ordinary resident, as had Xia Die's.

"This isn't how you were originally, is it?"

Aglaia looked at the two of them.

"However, I have no intention of investigating your true identities, so please rest assured."

"You are free as long as it does not affect the peace of Ohmma."

"That's good." Yan Huan led Xia Die to Aglaia and asked:

"Did your Golden Thread discover this Heavenly Punishment Hunter a long time ago? Could it be that you're here to eliminate her...?"

"It seems you know me somewhat." Aglaia couldn't help but glance at Yan Huan again.

"But please rest assured, I'm just here to check things out."

"As long as no one is harmed, everyone is a guest of Ohmma."

"Thank you," the Heavenly Punishment Hunter said again.

Looking at Aglaia in this time period, Yan Huan saw that it was no different from the future.

Speaking of which... Meneta has already been subdued by the Golden Clan, hasn't he?

In other words, Aglaia might have a clue about Arcadia, which Paris is pursuing.

"..."

"what happened?"

Seeing that Yan Huan was staring at her, Aglaia asked:

"If you have anything to say to me, please feel free to speak."

"Then I'll really ask."

Yan Huan immediately spoke:

"Did you take away the flame of Meneta? I don't get the feeling that you have anything to do with [Romance] at all?"

“This question…” Aglaia pondered for a moment.

"Perhaps if we have the chance to spend more time together, you will know."

"Just like this nymph."

Aglaia walked behind the Wrath Hunter and gently picked up a golden butterfly that was lying dormant on a leaf.

"It is said that Meneta pursued Cecis but was never able to win his heart, and ultimately lived with regret for the rest of her life."

"Cenatos, moved by compassion, gathered the souls of those who had died for love and cast them into the remnants of a romantic cocoon, from which the golden butterflies—these were their companions."

"They are now also busy for their beloved gods, following romantic footsteps, collecting the love that heals Sersis for Meneta..."

Upon hearing Aglaia's words, the Wrath Hunter immediately sneered.

"Ah, everyone here is praising Meneta's infatuation, but it turns out he's just a foolish god indulging in wishful thinking."

Aglaia nodded.

"Because from a rational perspective, romance is indeed an incomprehensible concept."

The Heavenly Punishment Hunter looked at Yan Huan and Aglaia and said coldly:

"In my opinion, immersing oneself in fantasy and projecting that fantasy onto others is like staging a personal tragedy on one's own..."

"Such selfish romance is nothing more than a one-person conflict."

Yan Huan actually thought the Heavenly Punishment Hunter's insights made sense.

"If only the vast majority of simps could understand this."

Of course, this does not refer to Paris.