I am Möbius's sister.

Looking at the dead Third Herrscher in front of her, Alicia couldn't help but think of Sirin. She couldn't find any trace of Sirin around here, not even her body. The only Herrscher reaction was that of the Third Herrscher, and now that the Third Herrscher was dead, even the only remaining Herrscher reaction was gone.

Rather than believing that Sirin had already been obliterated by the Honkai energy fission bomb, Alicia was more inclined to believe that Sirin was hiding somewhere.

After taking away the body of the Third Herrscher, Alicia got into the car and left.

She never saw Celine in the end.

Meanwhile, Sirin herself was still asleep in the Imaginary Space, completely unaware of everything happening outside.

Chapter Thirty-Nine: Sirin's Funeral?

More than ten hours later, the sleeping Xilin slowly opened her eyes and woke up from her deep sleep. She rubbed her eyes and subconsciously looked around. At this moment, the wounds on her body had almost healed, and even the injury in her abdomen had improved a lot, but it was still not completely healed.

I feel like I've been asleep for a long time. I guess everything should be alright outside now.

Xilin stood up from the ground. Her complexion was noticeably better than before. Her fair face had regained some color, and her long, flowing purple hair had regained its luster. After assessing her physical condition, Xilin nodded slightly. It seemed that her recovery ability was quite strong.

Just then, a system notification suddenly rang in Xilin's ears, almost startling her.

[The Third Honkai Impact 3rd storyline is complete! Congratulations on taking a major step towards ascending the throne! You have been granted two chances to draw prizes and unlock the hidden special storyline [The Third Gem on the Crown]. Please obtain the Herrscher Core of the Third Herrscher and complete the analysis of the Herrscher Core. Completing the storyline will reward you with: Herrscher of Thunder Authority]

The follow-up storyline [Sirin's Funeral] has been triggered. Completing the storyline will reward you with the title [The Undying Hero]

The system notification echoed in Celine's ears. She stood there blankly, blinking. What the heck? My own funeral? Did those people think I was already dead? And they even held a grand funeral for me?

Xilin pondered for a moment, but still couldn't figure out what was going on. She was still alive and well, so at most she could be classified as missing.

Why don't you... go back and take a look? How heartbroken Möbius would be if he knew about her death, and... she also wanted to go back and see what was going on in those guys' heads, launching a Honkai energy fission bomb without a word and announcing her death in such a short time, less than a day had passed since she fell asleep.

Well, although she really didn't want to go back, after all, if she had reacted even a fraction slower, she would have really died there! How could Sirin forgive them? Although Sirin considered herself an angel, she wasn't a saint. The real reason she would go back was for Mebius and Alicia. If they weren't with the Firemoth, Sirin wouldn't have gone back.

After making this decision, Celine began to sort out her gains and losses.

The dueling area was intact... The cloak was tattered and could only conceal her presence... The sword that had helped her many times was still outside; it was unknown whether it could withstand the impact of the explosion. Little Sirin was still safely inside the dollhouse.

Suddenly, she felt that after accounting for the losses, she didn't seem to have gained much. Xilin scratched her head, feeling a bit cheated... She would try to get some money from those higher-ups later, since they were partly responsible for her losses, and they should bear some responsibility. As for what they thought, Xilin didn't care.

Xilin touched the wound on her abdomen and winced in pain. This abdominal injury needed to be treated by a professional; it would take her a very long time to fully recover on her own.

At this moment, Sirin suddenly realized that she had deactivated her Herrscher form at some point. Sirin guessed that it was probably deactivated while she was sleeping, and the reason might be to conserve Honkai energy to aid in the healing of her wounds.

After adjusting her little dress, Sirin frowned as she looked at the red bloodstain on her abdomen. She remembered that her blood was purple, so why was it red now? Could it be because she had reverted to Herrscher form? Sirin was puzzled.

However, after thinking about it for a moment, she put the question out of her mind. Whatever, it didn't bother her, and it wasn't something she needed to worry about. Let Möbius handle this.

After stretching her limbs a bit, Sirin slightly activated her powers, reaching out to tear a large hole in the void in front of her, opening a passage to the outside world.

Then, Xilin poked her little head out of the passage, cautiously looking around. After confirming that there was nothing wrong, she jumped out of the imaginary space completely. As soon as the round-toed leather shoes covering Xilin's white silk feet landed, Xilin felt a burning heat coming from her feet.

Luckily, her shoes were of good quality, otherwise they would probably be ruined here. Even after so long, the temperature here is still a bit high.

Of course, this is only true for the average person; for Sirin, this temperature is nothing.

Xilin searched around and found a broken sword a moment later. The broken sword lay on the ground, its blade pitted and uneven as if it had suffered some great calamity. Although it was somewhat deformed, Xilin could still tell that it was her sword, the one that could be caught bare-handed.

So Sirin quickly took it in her hand. To Sirin's surprise, the sword was still usable despite its condition. However, the wear and tear was so low that it would be useless after a few uses against someone stronger than Sirin.

Although somewhat regretful, Sirin still put the broken sword away; something useful is better than nothing.

After scanning the area, Sirin found no trace of the Third Herrscher, presumably having been retrieved by the Moth of Flames. Although this situation was not unexpected, she still felt a little disappointed. It was no longer possible to complete Mebius's request, and she hoped her sister wouldn't blame her.

After walking around for a while, Sirin decided to tear open a portal in space to teleport herself to the headquarters of the Firemoth and attend her own funeral. Although attending her own funeral was a bit strange, it seemed quite fun when she thought about it.

She slightly activated her powers to locate the location, and soon a space portal as tall as a person appeared in front of her. Every time she used her powers, the wound on her abdomen would be aggravated, which made Xilin very uncomfortable. If only she had high-speed regeneration ability.

Celine shook her head, stopping herself from thinking about such unrealistic things, and stepped into the portal.

……

Moth of Fire Headquarters

At this moment, Mebius was standing at the very front of the funeral procession, expressionless as he looked at the small coffin not far away and the Speaker of the Moth of Fire Council standing on the podium.

She clenched and unclenched her fists repeatedly, a complex look flashing across her eyes. Mebius knew that the small coffin did not contain Sirin's body, but rather her clothes.

What chilled Mebius was that not long after the Third Honkai Impact officially ended, these people announced that Sirin, whose body had not yet been found, was dead, and when she went to ask her about it, they were evasive, as if they had some unspeakable secret that they could not tell her.

If it weren't for Alicia, she might never have known the truth. "Those damned guys!" Mebius clenched her fists again, her eyes icy cold. If Sirin were to be confirmed dead later, she would make those people pay a terrible price.

For Möbius, Sirin was not only her sister, but also the most important link in achieving her great ideals. These people, for the sake of immediate victory and the so-called threat, attacked Sirin, euphemistically calling it the work of humanity.

This undoubtedly made Mebius feel extremely dissatisfied, but at this moment she forced herself not to lash out. She was just an ordinary researcher at the moment, and she needed to have a greater voice and stronger power.

A glint of emotion flickered in Möbius's eyes. Perhaps it was time to begin that plan. It just so happened that the girl named Mei had also arrived at the Moth of Fire. With her help, the plan should be able to be realized more quickly.

The speaker on the stage continued to deliver his speech with great force, but Mebius in the audience was not listening to him at all. She was thinking about something else, something that could affect the future.

Chapter 40 I'm not dead yet!

At this moment, the headquarters of the Firemoth was shrouded in dark clouds, the thick clouds blocking out the sunlight, making the atmosphere on the field even more somber.

"Today is the funeral of our hero Sirin! She bravely went alone to stop the Third Herrscher, like a moth drawn to a flame, rushing towards the raging fire. But the enemy was too powerful. In the last moment, she bravely decided to sacrifice herself for humanity and asked to be fired at her with Honkai energy fission bombs. In the end, the Third Herrscher was destroyed, but she also died with the Third Herrscher under the Honkai energy fission bombs."

"We will always remember this name—Sirin. It was her sacrifice that brought us a moment of peace. However, our war against the Honkai is far from over. May you all remember the departed and carry on her will to move forward bravely!"

On the podium, the speaker was delivering a passionate eulogy. As his words fell, thunderous applause erupted from the audience. Anyone who didn't know better would have thought it was a lecture rather than a funeral.

The people here are all dressed in black to show respect for the deceased. Four people dressed in neat clothes carry the small coffin containing Xilin's clothes and walk slowly forward. At the front of the funeral procession, two people carry Xilin's portrait step by step towards the cemetery.

After the memorial service, everyone present followed the funeral procession. Next came the burial and covering of the grave. After this, the worship ceremony began, and finally, the speaker gave a final eulogy.

Inside the cemetery, Sirin's grave had already been built. The tombstone clearly read "Sirin," and below her name, a line of smaller characters described her great achievements and the reason why she was able to be buried in this cemetery. Only those who have made significant contributions to humanity can be buried in this cemetery after their death.

To appease Mebius and Alicia, and to make their own story seem more believable, the Firemoth Council granted special permission to bury Sirin here.

Mebius followed the main group to Sirin's grave. Looking at the portrait placed in front of the tomb, she remained silent for a long time. She knew that Sirin was not dead, but for some reason, looking at the portrait and the tombstone made her feel inexplicably uncomfortable, as if Sirin really was dead.

Feeling frustrated, Mebius wanted to pop the bubble wrap, but after thinking it over, she decided to stay, since it wasn't easy for her to leave now.

Unbeknownst to Mebius, not far away, Sirin, draped in a tattered Shadow Cloak, was secretly watching them with a very strange expression on her face.

She hadn't expected these people to be so thorough. The more she listened to what the person on the stage said, the more embarrassed she felt. She hadn't expected the Fire Moth to portray her as so righteous and fearless for humanity, directly depicting her as a great hero.

What made Xilin even more embarrassed was that her portrait was a picture of her as a child. Although she was quite cute as a child, she was still a little different from how she looks now. So having so many people see her old photos made Xilin feel extremely awkward.

Looking at her grave from afar, Xilin felt increasingly strange and embarrassed. However, the feeling was quite novel. If conditions allowed, she really wanted to take some photos with her grave. Such an opportunity to take photos with one's own grave is rare and not something most people would have.

Xilin shook her head to come back to her senses, then stared wide-eyed at her own funeral. After the small coffin was buried, the people began to pay their respects to Xilin, placing piles of flowers in front of her grave. To Xilin's regret, no one offered her any food, otherwise she could have taken it and eaten it openly.

It sounds really funny that I eat my own offerings.

As Celine thought this, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly. At this moment, it was Möbius's turn to pay his respects. Unlike the others, Möbius did not cry or feel sad when he paid his respects. He did not recite any eulogies. He simply placed a bouquet of blue flowers in front of Celine's grave and put a few packets of Celine's favorite snacks next to it before turning around and leaving.

From a distance, Sirin watched Möbius's retreating figure and blinked. The bouquet of blue flowers that Möbius had placed in front of Sirin's grave stood out conspicuously among the white flowers.

So much so that everyone secretly turned their attention to Möbius, stealing glances at her. However, due to Möbius's 'reputation,' none of them dared to meet her gaze. Subsequently, various opinions emerged: some said that Möbius was too cold-blooded, some said that Möbius was impolite, and some said that Möbius was loyal and righteous.

However, Mebius didn't care too much about these things. As far as she was concerned, what others said about her was none of her business, as long as it didn't involve things she cared about.

The next person to offer sacrifices was Alicia, who did exactly the same thing as Mebius, placing the same flowers and the same snacks as Mebius.

However, this time, people's attitudes toward her were slightly different. Almost all of them praised Alicia for being very sentimental and unable to face the fact that Sirin was dead. There was not a single negative opinion. The most negative opinion was that Alicia was a little bit self-centered.

The memorial service quickly came to an end, and then it was the speaker's turn to deliver his final eulogy.

"The memorial service is over. I'm sure everyone is saddened by the passing of the hero, but it's alright. We will carry on her will. If Sirin hadn't died, she would surely be overjoyed at this moment, for she would see that among the humans she protected, some are carrying on her will and forging ahead, becoming new heroes..."

The speaker spoke at length, his expression filled with profound sorrow, as if he were about to burst into tears at any moment.

Sirin knew that now was the perfect time for her to make her appearance. A slight smile played on her lips; she was going to give the Moth Chaser a big surprise.

"Let us pay tribute to the hero Sirin." The Speaker led the way, facing Sirin's grave and bowing deeply. Those behind him followed suit, except for Mebius and Alicia, who only slightly bent their waists and did not bow.

After a while, as the speaker was about to straighten up, a sweet girl's voice reached his ears from not far away.

"Oh dear, everyone, why do you have to bow to me like this? I really can't accept it. I didn't expect you all to be so welcoming to my return. Please rise." Sirin walked out of the portal with a smile and waved to the people in front of her.

These people were initially wondering who was so bold, but when they saw Sirin's face, the entire place erupted in cheers, especially Mebius and Alicia, who were incredibly excited.

Of those present, only the speaker, with a livid face, looked rather unpleasant, his complexion alternating between pale and red, clearly quite embarrassed.

Chapter 41 The Speaker's Disarray

A moment later, Sirin turned to the Speaker beside her, looking at him with a forced smile: "I'm still alive, do you think I'm happy?" Sirin had a smile on her face, but her eyes were icy cold.

The speaker, standing rooted to the spot, opened his mouth as if to say something, but then closed it again. The situation was far too awkward. He had just announced Sirin's death, and now Sirin had appeared. He felt as if he had been slapped in the face repeatedly, but he couldn't say anything and could only smile awkwardly.

After all, Sirin had become a hero to humanity in his eyes. How could he still be so dissatisfied when the hero returned? This time, he had dug a hole for himself and had no choice but to jump in.

"By the way, I'm a hero of humanity now, right? So it's not unreasonable for me to ask for some rewards, is it? After all, I am a hero of humanity, and my contributions to humanity are great. I can be called a hero with outstanding achievements. And I'm still injured." Sirin winked at the Speaker, looking harmless, and showed the wound on her abdomen as she spoke.

As soon as Sirin said this, everyone's eyes turned to the Speaker. Feeling the gazes on him, beads of sweat appeared on the Speaker's forehead. He wiped the sweat from his brow without making a sound, then nodded with a dry laugh: "You're right, not at all. Treating heroes well is something we must do. So what do you want?"

“What do I want…” Sirin pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, “I feel that as a human hero, I should always think about humanity. Currently, our research on the Herrschers is still too superficial, so I want Moth to hand over the body and core of the Third Herrscher to my sister, Dr. Mebius, for her to study at will. I believe this will definitely benefit us humans.”

Upon hearing this, the speaker was taken aback and subconsciously wanted to refuse, but he swallowed the words before he could say them. Sirin was looking at him with incredibly 'kind' eyes, while cold sweat broke out on his back.

Only then did he come to his senses. The person opposite him possessed the power of a Herrscher. He had no choice but to accept it from the beginning. Now, Sirin's relationship with them was gradually turning hostile, and the other party also held the title of a human hero, making the situation extremely unfavorable for them...

After a moment's thought, the Speaker nodded in agreement with Sirin's request. Given the current situation, it was better to back down. Sometimes, yielding was a wise move, and it would also be a good opportunity to see if they could mend their relationship with the other party.

After the Speaker nodded, Sirin didn't say anything more. She had achieved her goal and there was no need to make any more demands. She wasn't good at dealing with these old foxes, and who knew when rumors would spread that she was greedy and aggressive.

Let her sister Mebius handle the rest. I'm sure she'll make good use of the title of human hero to gain even more. Although Sirin doesn't know much about this, she understands that this title is her best asset and her best protection.

What? You want to harm human heroes? Then you are a traitor to humanity!

What made Sirin laugh the most was that this title was given to her voluntarily by those guys from the Firemoth Council. Who would have thought that I was still alive?

These people are now in a situation where they have no way to express their suffering.

Although Celine was still a little angry and furious, she knew she couldn't act impulsively, that would be too foolish.

The speaker, who was standing to the side, gradually calmed down.

He hadn't expected that Sirin could survive the Honkai energy fission bomb, and that she didn't seem to have suffered much damage. This meant that even the most powerful weapons humans possessed might not be able to kill Sirin.

This kind of strength is undoubtedly terrifying, especially since Sirin also has the title of a human hero.

Although Sirin still seems to be on the side of humanity, there is nothing left for humanity to restrain her in terms of strength. At most, they can only restrain her in terms of emotions. Fortunately, Sirin is different from ordinary Herrschers and still retains human emotions.

What made him extremely embarrassed was that neither of the two people who could emotionally bind her felt any sense of belonging to the Fire Moth; it was all about exchanging benefits. Especially Alicia, who was only invited here because she was interesting. As for Mebius, it was much simpler; this place could provide her with the best experimental equipment and facilities.