Ironclad Group Chat: Red and Black Lists Engraved with Heroic Epics

[Star: Hahaha, that feels so good! You think you can escape my grasp, you little swan? Resist? Resisting is useless! Woohoo!]

[Hanabi: Hehehe, in the Memory Realm, you can only be considered a...loli (Hanabi's amazing bubble voice).]

[March 7th: You two, have you had enough fun?]

[Sambo: This pose really reminds one of the dance steps of Huang Quan and the Black Swan Lady. And though times have changed, even when facing the lady who could only tuck her tail between her legs and slink away at Huang Quan's hands, the Black Swan still hasn't changed her tactics; she can only dance the lady's steps.]

[Virtual Image: Okay, let's add another rule to the Black Swan setting: When encountering a top, she becomes the bottom; when encountering a bottom, she becomes even more bottom-like, bottom-like bottom-like bottom-like bottom!]

[Black Swan: ...Ms. Phantom, could you please draw something normal?]

[Qingque: Speaking of which, why did the fight suddenly change locations? Where is this place now? The two memory users fought to the edge of the dream realm, even obliterating their memory domain?]

[Robin: This place...I've never seen anything like it before.]

Unlike other dreams, even the desolate dream of a child is furnished exactly like the Daydream Hotel, except that it is filled with too many unclaimed memories.

But here, it could only be described as dilapidated. Even in Pinocchio, a land of dreams, it was a scene of utter ruin!

Everywhere you look, red is everywhere. The stems and leaves of almost all plants are as vibrant as flames. Ancient trees with their gnarled roots entangle abandoned buildings, and even the sunlight that shines down from the dreamlike landscape is filtered through a layer of red by the massive, dense foliage.

Beside them, a huge flower closed its bud, unfurling stamens even longer than a dahlia's tail. The bud pulsated in rhythm with a certain pulse, and scarlet spores burst forth.

As the dahlia loosened its leash, the black swan was able to stand upright, and the atmosphere between the two instantly returned to normal.

The black swan looked aggrieved and resentful. The dahlia smiled and blinked, saying nothing, then turned to leave.

[Star: Huh? Why did you stop fighting? We only exchanged one move! I wasn't done playing yet! I chose the wrong person to dance with last time, and now that I finally got another chance, you're just leaving like this?]

[Fireworks: Exactly! Black Swans are so much fun, let's play with them a little longer! Where else can you find such a confident yet easily frustrated, and resilient toy?]

Black Swan: ...

She'd lost count of how many times she'd been speechless; veins bulged on Black Swan's forehead. If it weren't for the fact that one of them was someone she couldn't afford to offend, and the other someone she had nowhere else to provoke, even she wouldn't be able to resist teaching these two a lesson!

……

Seeing Dahlia leave so readily, Black Swan raised her eyebrows and scolded, "...Where are you going? You went to all that trouble, putting on such a good show, aren't you going to come and have a chat?"

[March 7th: Huh? What do you mean? Was that... an act?]

[Star: You guys are acting out this kind of play? Wow... that's so perverted! You're actually using this kind of thing to spice things up? Could it be that your seemingly tense relationship, even your past "betrayals," was just part of a staged play for added excitement?]

[Firefly: Huh? Me too?]

[Robin: Could it be that I...?]

[Illusory Image: I didn't expect this at all? I'm the one being played? Damn it, I never imagined this! The Black Swan is playing too well; they even seem to enjoy playing this role!]

[Black Swan: Ms. Phantom, perhaps we should have a serious talk.]

Even a clay figure has some earthy qualities, let alone a black swan with a meme-like body.

She screamed uncontrollably in her mind: Who's playing these tricks? Who's enjoying themselves?

Black Swan simply couldn't stand these trolls and fictional historians making up all sorts of unofficial histories about her in chat groups!

She couldn't teach the Starry Sky Train a lesson, but could a mere cartoonist bully her so easily? And would she really fail in such a low-level situation?

Absolutely not. It's time to change my reputation and, incidentally, make an example of someone to scare others.

I'm a formidable traveler of destiny, you know?!

[Xu Zhao: Well... as long as we don't discuss copyright issues, everything else is negotiable.]

[Yao Guang: Hmph, it seems there's more to Ms. Dahlia's actions than meets the eye. Let me guess, is that force of harmony or order not without its price?]

The black swan was so moved she almost lost her composure. Finally, someone got down to business!

[Dahlia: Ha~ What in this world comes without a price? If something appears to have no price, it simply means it's expensive and prohibitively expensive, so the price tag is placed where it can't be seen.]

[Qingque: If this is a play, then their teamwork is amazing. When did they start acting out their scenes?]

Hearing the other person's hesitant attempt to persuade her to stay, Dahlia smiled without saying a word and walked back.

The Black Swan turned her head away, no longer looking at her: "The most trustworthy thing about you is that you *should never* be trusted, my dear. And you've never changed that."

Dahlia wasn't angry: "When did you figure that out? — Gopher's [law] of sharing power is also a restriction he placed on me."

[Star: Damn, I'm getting stuck on this. "Though soaring like a great eagle..." Hearing birds in the lyrics, I instinctively assumed it was a move against the black swan, but it turned out to be a move against the dahlia.]

[Fireworks: What a proud goose! "I'm angry, come and comfort me~~" Hahahaha!]

Black Swan glanced at her out of the corner of her eye: "The moment you admitted to being an ally of the Dream Master, I began to doubt your true intentions. So far, you have betrayed every faction you have joined, without exception."

"Besides... it's been a long time since we last met, and you have an overwhelming advantage over me. Even if I only have a slight chance of escaping, you will do everything in your power to stop me."

Her eyes were filled with resentment: "The flaws you deliberately left during our fight weren't very clever. Rather than saying you were having fun, it would be more accurate to say that you were leaving me openings everywhere for [Incinerating Memories]."

Dahlia walked up to her, looking her old friend up and down, whether genuinely feeling something or just trying to scare her, it was hard to tell: "Really? I'd love to make this a real show and give you a good hard time."

"Unfortunately, as long as the restriction remains, I am not in control of my own destiny. I cannot do anything that would be detrimental to Gopher, nor can I reveal his secrets."

"Fortunately, we've always been so in sync, always trusting each other's fickleness."

Black Swan said coldly, "I'd rather this hadn't happened. I don't want my interactions with you to attract Yi Ting's attention."

"Oh?" Dahlia seemed quite surprised. "You've gone back to your old ways?"

"...It's a sudden realization, my dear, you'll never understand," Black Swan corrected, even with a hint of smugness in her eyes, like someone who has come ashore looking down at someone who has gone back to sea.

"Let's talk about the important matter at hand. What do you hope to gain from the Dream Master, by submitting to his control?"