
Duet Night Abyss story · Main story, Huaxu: Mistwharf, Veiled in Fragrant Haze
Stranger from Afar
8 scenes, 648 lines
1. Head to the theatre entrance
44 linesTickets! Special staff discounts, interested?
Only 500 silver coins for the best seat in the house, front row, dead centre, prime viewing.
Five hundred!? That's outrageous!
But it's worth every coin! From that seat, you'll see every sparkle on Lady Violetta's gown, every subtle movement of her lips. It's absolutely a once-in-a-lifetime experience!
Thanks, but we've already got our tickets.
Thanks, but we've already got our tickets.
Well then... I also buy tickets. If you're willing to sell, you could walk away with a pocketful of shiny silver coins. What do you say?
Sorry, these were a gift. I wouldn't feel right selling them.
...You should've said that earlier! What a bummer.
The boy stomped off. As if to prove his frustration, he deliberately shoved his shoulder into you and Snow as he passed.
...Ow!
He was the one who stopped us! What's his problem?
Forget him. Let's hurry to the ticket booth before the show starts. Wouldn't want to miss the opening!
...
Good day, sir. Here is your ticket. Your seat is just to the left. Have a wonderful evening.
Here you go! These are our tickets.
And where does a filthy Charon like you think you're going? Get out of here before you stain our carpets.
Your own rules state admission is ticket-based. I don't see anything about excluding specific groups.
What kind of attitude is that? I'm reporting you to your manager!
...Honestly, the fact that "No Charons or Filthoids Allowed" isn't in the theatre's policies is beyond ridiculous.
Fine. Lemme see them.
The ticket collector donned his monocle with deliberate slowness, scrutinising the two flimsy tickets in his hand from every angle.
Ha, busted!
Did you really think you could scribble over the dates and sneak in with expired tickets? You filthy lowlifes! I can spot cheap tricks like this a mile away!
(Faced with undeniable evidence, you're left speechless.)
Wait a second, Little Minion, the picture on these tickets is different from the ones I had!
Could it be... that boy swapped our tickets when he bumped into us!?
He can't have gone far! Let's find him and set this straight!
Trying to run off now? Thieving little brats like you aren't going anywhere. I'm hauling you both straight to the Security Bureau!
Hey! That was mean! I'm going to curse you, really, really badly!
Ma'am, my sincerest apologies for the disturbance. It's just a minor misunderstanding between them, there's no need for such a trivial matter to take up your t...
I heard a commotion... Is something wrong here?
Ah, boss...? And who is this?
This is one of the theatre's distinguished guests. Ahem... What on earth is going on here? Take this outside now. We can't afford a scene in front of someone like her.
This sneaky little twerp tried to get in with fake tickets, and I saw right through her trick. Honestly, these Charons deserve to be...
Oh? Deserve to be... what?
M, My apologies, ma'am! I, I didn't mean anything by it. I was just rambling nonsense... I didn't mean to offend you...
No offence taken. I'm sure it was an innocent slip of the tongue.
We weren't trying to sneak in! Our tickets were switched! I was just about to track down the thief and give him a piece of my mind!
Mmm... I see. I believe I understand the situation now.
It appears there's been a misunderstanding. These two young ones are actually guests for the VIP suite.
The VIP suite? No way! That's the best seating in the Galea Theatre. Only someone with deep pockets and high standing could reserve it.
Today's VIP suite was already booked by a wealthy foreign merchant. Now, what was the name again...?
, Zhiliu, correct?
2. Speak with Zhiliu
185 linesBerry, I...
Yeah.
Get some more sleep. I won't leave, I'll be right here when you wake up.
It's okay. We should get down the mountain and head to the village.
You wanna go back? There've been roars coming from there for days...
I was thinking, if we could make it home and grab our weapons...
And with your strength, you'll find a way out.
No one's going to save us no matter how long we stay here anyway.
...Let's go then.
Take it easy.
Watch your step.
You're not fully recovered. Are you sure you can do this?
I'm okay. It's just a few scratches.
Don't push yourself too hard. We still have to save some strength for those Filthoids.
Take that sword with you. It might be helpful one day.
Keep yourself safe. I'll take care of these Filthoids.
Is this place... a temple?
...Yes.
Someone once left that flying ship here.
And... a "key."
Listen, thrust your sword right in there.
Like this?
Is this your idea of "accurate intel," Randy? You gave me your word.
The soldiers did their best with the Filthoids. These are indeed unforeseen circumstances. But we did find something valuable on this island today...
Alchemical tools she has used and an airship with a Legion serial number on it.
You realise we're looking for "No. 0," not this useless junk, right?
We've been searching for over a decade... But our maritime unit intercepted several of the villagers' vessels. They might be able to dig up some...
Were those gunshots?
Randy.
Yes, ma'am!
...That's how it happened.
The Filthoids attacked you "for no reason" after you came here, and you managed to open the hidden path "by chance"... Is that really your story?
We're telling the truth! Let her go!
...!
Chief Sibylle, we've checked her spinal structure and confirmed that...
She's the "No. 0" we've been looking for.
Remember... Vita, you must remember...
Your power... the power of Resonance...
If you wish to save all this...
Hang in there! I got you...
Berry!
Give it up, No. 0. Even the toughest blade has its breaking point.
Come back with me, and you'll live, so will this kid you care so much about.
Otherwise, she will...
...Give me your word.
Hmm?
I'll go back with you, but you have to promise to let her go.
Give me your word! Or, you can take two corpses back!
Perhaps I wasn't clear, This is not a negotiation, it's an order.
...Berry.
...?! You...!
Get out of here, and live.
I've got this, Berry. Three quick blinks means...
"Even if left all alone, you should be brave and live on."
"Until the day we meet again."
Run!
You can't get away!
Quest failed. Try again
Quest failed. Try again
This is my first time in the Cocytus Province. Is this how the people here show their hospitality?
I don't want to bother you, I just want to... strike a small "bargain."
I'll pay you whatever you want, and all you have to do, well, it will be a piece of cake.
The ship is at the mountaintop. After a short break, we'll push on.
...Can't believe we'll be saying goodbye to Purgatorio Island soon.
...You creatures just can't give us a break, can you?
But up until now, there has been no answer. Only endless flowing quicksand covering my vision, and...
him.
No...
Don't... take her...
No chance we're leaving by sea. Guess we'll have to count on that thing...
Listen, there's actually another "ship" on this island, up in the mountain ruins.
A ship... on the mountain?
Yes, a "ship" that flies. Now follow me.
Remem▇▇... ▇▇, you must ▇▇▇...
Your ▇▇... the power of ▇▇...
▇▇▇ wish to ▇ all this...
Wait, I can't hear you...
This is my first time in Cocytus Province. Is this how the people here show their hospitality?
I don't want to bother you, I just want to... strike a small "bargain."
I'll pay you whatever you want, and all you have to do, well, it will be a piece of cake.
I paid for this suite in full. Bringing along two young ones shouldn't be a problem, right?
...Ma'am, are you sure you want shady little punks like them to dirty your private suite? Don't be fooled by their innocent appearances!
I have my own judgment as to what kind of people they are. Or... are you questioning my judgment?
Of course not, ma'am. Whom you choose to bring into the suite is entirely up to you. Even if you invited ragamuffins from the slums, the Galea Theatre would still be honoured to serve you. Shut your cake hole, you idiot!
...
Alright, calm yourselves. You've done your part. Now, here's what you should do: lead the way and show us inside.
...Yes, ma'am.
One last piece of advice for you. In my homeland, there's an old saying: "Thoughtless lips invite trouble."
Watch your words. You never know what misfortune they might bring upon you.
Thank you for stepping in to help us earlier, ma'am.
Hehe... No need to be so formal. Just call me by my name.
...Lady Zhiliu, then?
...That's not much of an improvement. "Lady" is more of an Empire term, isn't it? I've never really grown used to it.
I've spent years travelling these lands as a merchant, overseeing a few shops of my own. If you feel you must use a title, perhaps "proprietress" would be more fitting.
Alright then... Proprietress Zhiliu, were you expecting someone? I hope we're not intruding.
That's what you've been worrying about? How adorably considerate of you.
It's okay. I don't think that person will be coming.
Watching a show on one's own can feel a bit lonely. Having you two here has brightened this suite considerably. If anything, I should be the one thanking you.
Little Minion, can you believe someone would stand up such a rich, generous, and gorgeous lady? What a fool!
In my homeland, we refer to the chance encounters between people as "fate." Such moments are rare and precious. When it happens, we believe it's worth cherishing, wouldn't you agree?
Snow thinks this nice, pretty lady is absolutely right! So, Snow and Vita will stay! Thank you for having us~
Ladies and gentlemen, the performance is about to begin. Kindly take your seats at your earliest convenience.
Up next, we are delighted to present a magnificent performance by the Galea Opera Troupe.
Once upon a time, in a frosted castle in the Snowfield, a slumbering frost fairy was awakened by the laughter of two children...
The tiny fairy flew towards the monstrous creature...
...only for its delicate limbs to snap beneath its might.
The fairy's frozen heart pulsed for the first time, beating, screaming its own destiny...
...
You seem a little upset.
Something in the story struck a chord with me, that's all.
...
Across every time and place, the same stories are told, tales of those who sacrifice their lives for something greater.
But... are the things they die for truly worth the price?
Hehe... Look at me, waxing sentimental all of a sudden.
Come now. It's time we left.
Not so fast. Our boss says you're not going anywhere yet.
Who are you? And why so rude? Is this how you treat the great Demon King of Light?
Huh? What's that...? Move it, kiddo.
Ms Zhiliu, right? My boss has an appointment with you. Before the area is cleared, I'll need you to wait here for a moment.
The performance has finished, and your boss is still nowhere to be seen. Is this considered proper business etiquette here in Hyperborea?
I can wait, but what about these two? Surely you can let the young ones leave.
Didn't I make myself clear? I said no one leaves until the place is cleared. Not a single one of you!
...
The audience gradually disperses, leaving the once-bustling theatre empty. You stand in tense silence, facing the man before you.
The sound of sharp, deliberate footsteps echoes through the hall.
Sorry about the wait, Ms Zhiliu. Crowded places aren't really my thing. A quiet space is far more suited for business, don't you agree?
Heh, a little power play, was it? Enough with the excuses. Show me the goods.
The Phoxichor you asked for, I have it.
Wait, I know that guy... Camilla told me all about him. He's a notorious underground arms dealer around here. The stuff he peddles is always subpar, and he's always scheming to rip people off!
Allow me to confirm one last time. I am not seeking just any common Phoxichor that can be procured from a street vendor. My requirement is for the highest grade, with a purity of no less than 95%. Is that understood?
You're free to inspect it yourself. But let me make one thing clear, our policy is payment first. Pay up, ma'am, and then it's all yours to examine.
But what if it's not good enough? Do you offer after-sale service?
That goes against the most basic rules of fair trade.
How gullible do you think we are?
Boss, why bother with this act? We've got the numbers, let's just beat her up and take the money!
Have you paused to wonder why I would come here alone, fully aware this was a setup?
There are two possibilities. Either I'm hopelessly naive, trusting that this exchange will proceed peacefully... or I'm entirely certain that no matter how many men you've brought, I'll leave here unscathed.
Now, which do you think it is?
Wh, What do we do, boss? It sounds like she's got everything under control...
...She's bluffing! Let's get her!
You have come. So, how was your little tour?
Everyone we met was so nice and welcoming. The sights and people of Huaxu... they're really nothing like Icelake.
We also saw what happened down here, you calmed all those Starweavers and handled the whole situation with just a few words! You're amazing!
Hehe. Business is all about knowing how to deal with people, that's nothing new to me. What's rare... is meeting someone like you.
Now then, let's get to the point. The reason I hired you is to help us prepare for dealing with the Scourge of Zhuyin. As for what that truly is...
Oh! We already got a bit of a crash course on that!
Hm? Let's hear it.
On our way here, we were attacked by Sable Bi'an. Fortunately, a passing trader helped us out, and we managed to drive them off without getting hurt.
She told us the Scourge of Zhuyin creates all kinds of nasty beasts like the Sable Bi'an, and they go around biting people and making life miserable!
That's about right. Tell me, before the Sable Bi'an emerged, did either of you notice anything out of place?
I think... there was a roar. It came from the void, sounded like some kind of beast.
Yes... That roar came from Zhuyin, the ancient evil jiaolong once sealed away. It is now stirring from its slumber.
According to Huaxu's oldest myths, Zhuyin is the evil foe of Lord Argent. Its mindless, frenzied power seeps into the realm, unleashing vicious beasts wherever it touches. In those tainted places, even plants refuse to grow.
About a hundred years ago, the Scourge of Zhuyin was first witnessed at Mistwharf. Back then, the unprepared people of Huaxu only barely managed to contain it, at great cost and heavy loss.
Now, Zhuyin is awakening once more. This time, I intend to stay ahead of the disaster, lest we be caught off guard again.
Wow... fighting against a real loong! The Demon King is fired up already! So, what do you need us to do?
Combats are forbidden in Huaxu. Even the most well-travelled Starweavers know little of how to defend themselves.
That is why I am entrusting you with this commission: you shall go alone into the tainted wastes of the Gritblight Expanse, and secure for me three Zhuyin Scales, for they are essential to the sealing ritual.
Proprietress Zhiliu, may I ask you something?
This commission... it sounds incredibly important. Why entrust it to an outsider like me?
I'm just a green Phoxhunter, I'm sure there are many far more skilled than I am.
Back at the theatre, when I touched that censer, the smoke shifted towards me... as if it was drawn in. Does that have something to do with why you chose me?
...You're indeed perceptive.
I'm sure someone has already warned you, your ability is rare... and precious. And precious things are always coveted. Handle them carelessly, and they only invite disaster.
The Zhuyin Scales cannot be harvested through normal means. They require resonance with a highly concentrated active substance, only then can their bonds be softened for extraction.
Originally, I travelled to Icelake to see if the Imperial Alchemy Academy's high-purity Phoxichor might suffice. But by sheer chance, I met you, someone who possesses the priceless power of Resonance.
I need your ability to soften the Zhuyin Scales. Of course, the choice is yours. You may refuse, I would never force you to risk your safety.
Thank you for telling me all this, Proprietress Zhiliu. I take this commission.
...Have you ever considered that the reason I helped you back then might not have been out of kindness, but because I saw your worth... and had my own ulterior motive?
Actually, I have. But that doesn't change the fact that you did help me. And I have my own selfish reasons, too.
I'm searching for my family. But I'm powerless to do it alone. To reach that goal, I'll cling to any strength I can find.
If helping you means I can count on your help someday... I'd say that's a trade well worth making.
Besides, when we first met at the theatre, you didn't know I had this power. I was just a stranger to you. You didn't have to help me, and yet you did. Now... I want to return that favour.
Hehe... You've covered every perspective. I've nothing to add. Given time, you might just make an excellent "merchant" yourself.
Before you leave, there's a pouch on the table. It's for your travelling expenses. Spend it as you see fit. If you run short, feel free to come back for more.
3. Wait for the curtain to rise
62 linesI paid for this suite in full. Bringing along two young ones shouldn't be a problem, right?
...Ma'am, are you sure you want shady little punks like them to dirty your private suite? Don't be fooled by their innocent appearances!
I have my own judgment as to what kind of people they are. Or... are you questioning my judgment?
Of course not, ma'am. Whom you choose to bring into the suite is entirely up to you. Even if you invited ragamuffins from the slums, the Galea Theatre would still be honoured to serve you. Shut your cake hole, you idiot!
...
Alright, calm yourselves. You've done your part. Now, here's what you should do: lead the way and show us inside.
...Yes, ma'am.
One last piece of advice for you. In my homeland, there's an old saying: "Thoughtless lips invite trouble."
Watch your words. You never know what misfortune they might bring upon you.
Thank you for stepping in to help us earlier, ma'am.
Hehe... No need to be so formal. Just call me by my name.
...Lady Zhiliu, then?
...That's not much of an improvement. "Lady" is more of an Empire term, isn't it? I've never really grown used to it.
I've spent years travelling these lands as a merchant, overseeing a few shops of my own. If you feel you must use a title, perhaps "proprietress" would be more fitting.
Alright then... Proprietress Zhiliu, were you expecting someone? I hope we're not intruding.
That's what you've been worrying about? How adorably considerate of you.
It's okay. I don't think that person will be coming.
Watching a show on one's own can feel a bit lonely. Having you two here has brightened this suite considerably. If anything, I should be the one thanking you.
Little Minion, can you believe someone would stand up such a rich, generous, and gorgeous lady? What a fool!
In my homeland, we refer to the chance encounters between people as "fate." Such moments are rare and precious. When it happens, we believe it's worth cherishing, wouldn't you agree?
Snow thinks this nice, pretty lady is absolutely right! So, Snow and Vita will stay! Thank you for having us~
Ladies and gentlemen, the performance is about to begin. Kindly take your seats at your earliest convenience.
Up next, we are delighted to present a magnificent performance by the Galea Opera Troupe.
Once upon a time, in a frosted castle in the Snowfield, a slumbering frost fairy was awakened by the laughter of two children...
The tiny fairy flew towards the monstrous creature...
...only for its delicate limbs to snap beneath its might.
The fairy's frozen heart pulsed for the first time, beating, screaming its own destiny...
...
You seem a little upset.
Something in the story struck a chord with me, that's all.
...
Across every time and place, the same stories are told, tales of those who sacrifice their lives for something greater.
But... are the things they die for truly worth the price?
Hehe... Look at me, waxing sentimental all of a sudden.
Come now. It's time we left.
Not so fast. Our boss says you're not going anywhere yet.
Who are you? And why so rude? Is this how you treat the great Demon King of Light?
Huh? What's that...? Move it, kiddo.
Ms Zhiliu, right? My boss has an appointment with you. Before the area is cleared, I'll need you to wait here for a moment.
The performance has finished, and your boss is still nowhere to be seen. Is this considered proper business etiquette here in Hyperborea?
I can wait, but what about these two? Surely you can let the young ones leave.
Didn't I make myself clear? I said no one leaves until the place is cleared. Not a single one of you!
...
The audience gradually disperses, leaving the once-bustling theatre empty. You stand in tense silence, facing the man before you.
The sound of sharp, deliberate footsteps echoes through the hall.
Sorry about the wait, Ms Zhiliu. Crowded places aren't really my thing. A quiet space is far more suited for business, don't you agree?
Heh, a little power play, was it? Enough with the excuses. Show me the goods.
The Phoxichor you asked for, I have it.
Wait, I know that guy... Camilla told me all about him. He's a notorious underground arms dealer around here. The stuff he peddles is always subpar, and he's always scheming to rip people off!
Allow me to confirm one last time. I am not seeking just any common Phoxichor that can be procured from a street vendor. My requirement is for the highest grade, with a purity of no less than 95%. Is that understood?
You're free to inspect it yourself. But let me make one thing clear, our policy is payment first. Pay up, ma'am, and then it's all yours to examine.
But what if it's not good enough? Do you offer after-sale service?
That goes against the most basic rules of fair trade.
How gullible do you think we are?
Boss, why bother with this act? We've got the numbers, let's just beat her up and take the money!
Have you paused to wonder why I would come here alone, fully aware this was a setup?
There are two possibilities. Either I'm hopelessly naive, trusting that this exchange will proceed peacefully... or I'm entirely certain that no matter how many men you've brought, I'll leave here unscathed.
Now, which do you think it is?
Wh, What do we do, boss? It sounds like she's got everything under control...
...She's bluffing! Let's get her!
4. Leave the Galea Theatre
63 linesI paid for this suite in full. Bringing along two young ones shouldn't be a problem, right?
...Ma'am, are you sure you want shady little punks like them to dirty your private suite? Don't be fooled by their innocent appearances!
I have my own judgment as to what kind of people they are. Or... are you questioning my judgment?
Of course not, ma'am. Whom you choose to bring into the suite is entirely up to you. Even if you invited ragamuffins from the slums, the Galea Theatre would still be honoured to serve you. Shut your cake hole, you idiot!
...
Alright, calm yourselves. You've done your part. Now, here's what you should do: lead the way and show us inside.
...Yes, ma'am.
One last piece of advice for you. In my homeland, there's an old saying: "Thoughtless lips invite trouble."
Watch your words. You never know what misfortune they might bring upon you.
Thank you for stepping in to help us earlier, ma'am.
Hehe... No need to be so formal. Just call me by my name.
...Lady Zhiliu, then?
...That's not much of an improvement. "Lady" is more of an Empire term, isn't it? I've never really grown used to it.
I've spent years travelling these lands as a merchant, overseeing a few shops of my own. If you feel you must use a title, perhaps "proprietress" would be more fitting.
Alright then... Proprietress Zhiliu, were you expecting someone? I hope we're not intruding.
That's what you've been worrying about? How adorably considerate of you.
It's okay. I don't think that person will be coming.
Watching a show on one's own can feel a bit lonely. Having you two here has brightened this suite considerably. If anything, I should be the one thanking you.
Little Minion, can you believe someone would stand up such a rich, generous, and gorgeous lady? What a fool!
In my homeland, we refer to the chance encounters between people as "fate." Such moments are rare and precious. When it happens, we believe it's worth cherishing, wouldn't you agree?
Snow thinks this nice, pretty lady is absolutely right! So, Snow and Vita will stay! Thank you for having us~
Ladies and gentlemen, the performance is about to begin. Kindly take your seats at your earliest convenience.
Up next, we are delighted to present a magnificent performance by the Galea Opera Troupe.
Once upon a time, in a frosted castle in the Snowfield, a slumbering frost fairy was awakened by the laughter of two children...
The tiny fairy flew towards the monstrous creature...
...only for its delicate limbs to snap beneath its might.
The fairy's frozen heart pulsed for the first time, beating, screaming its own destiny...
...
You seem a little upset.
Something in the story struck a chord with me, that's all.
...
Across every time and place, the same stories are told, tales of those who sacrifice their lives for something greater.
But... are the things they die for truly worth the price?
Hehe... Look at me, waxing sentimental all of a sudden.
Come now. It's time we left.
Not so fast. Our boss says you're not going anywhere yet.
Who are you? And why so rude? Is this how you treat the great Demon King of Light?
Huh? What's that...? Move it, kiddo.
Ms Zhiliu, right? My boss has an appointment with you. Before the area is cleared, I'll need you to wait here for a moment.
The performance has finished, and your boss is still nowhere to be seen. Is this considered proper business etiquette here in Hyperborea?
I can wait, but what about these two? Surely you can let the young ones leave.
Didn't I make myself clear? I said no one leaves until the place is cleared. Not a single one of you!
...
The audience gradually disperses, leaving the once-bustling theatre empty. You stand in tense silence, facing the man before you.
The sound of sharp, deliberate footsteps echoes through the hall.
Sorry about the wait, Ms Zhiliu. Crowded places aren't really my thing. A quiet space is far more suited for business, don't you agree?
Heh, a little power play, was it? Enough with the excuses. Show me the goods.
The Phoxichor you asked for, I have it.
Wait, I know that guy... Camilla told me all about him. He's a notorious underground arms dealer around here. The stuff he peddles is always subpar, and he's always scheming to rip people off!
Allow me to confirm one last time. I am not seeking just any common Phoxichor that can be procured from a street vendor. My requirement is for the highest grade, with a purity of no less than 95%. Is that understood?
You're free to inspect it yourself. But let me make one thing clear, our policy is payment first. Pay up, ma'am, and then it's all yours to examine.
But what if it's not good enough? Do you offer after-sale service?
That goes against the most basic rules of fair trade.
How gullible do you think we are?
Boss, why bother with this act? We've got the numbers, let's just beat her up and take the money!
Have you paused to wonder why I would come here alone, fully aware this was a setup?
There are two possibilities. Either I'm hopelessly naive, trusting that this exchange will proceed peacefully... or I'm entirely certain that no matter how many men you've brought, I'll leave here unscathed.
Now, which do you think it is?
Wh, What do we do, boss? It sounds like she's got everything under control...
...She's bluffing! Let's get her!
There are two young ones with me. I shall ensure they remain unharmed.
5. Confront the shifty stranger
60 linesStop! Ma'am, please!
We're just trying to make ends meet, ma'am... How about this: consider the Phoxichor a little gift from us. Someone as understanding and big-hearted as you wouldn't hold this against a few small-timers like us, right?
Oh, so your "payment first" rule has suddenly vanished, has it?
Never mind. Continuing this conversation any longer would be a waste of my time.
Vita, would you pass me the container? I need to ready my tools for inspection.
(Zhiliu retrieves a small, intricate object and lights it. Its design jogs your memory, you recall reading about it in a book. Could it be a carved incense burner?)
(Slender trails of smoke curl upwards, perfectly straight, before fading into nothingness.)
This incense is a rare speciality of Huaxu. It resonates powerfully with a particular substance found in pure Phoxichor. Even the slightest contact will cause the smoke to change its pattern.
...Judging by this reaction, the Phoxichor he's brought is worse than even the lowest-grade.
High-purity Phoxichor is military-regulated. It's not as though common folk like us can get hold of it easily...
I was under the impression you had your own connections. Clearly not. What a complete waste of my time.
Alright, Vita, thank you for helping. Could you pop the lid back on?
(The lid feels slippery to the touch. As you twist it shut, your hand accidentally knocks into Zhiliu's, nearly causing the incense burner to drop.)
I'm so sorry, Proprietress Zhiliu...!
Little Minion, look! The smoke is reacting to you... Could it be...?
...
Huh... I was completely wrong! So this pretty lady wasn't stood up by her lover, she was there for a secret trade! Phew, good thing I didn't blurt that out earlier.
Vita, I only intended to invite you for a lovely evening at the opera. I didn't expect to pull you into trouble. My sincerest apologies.
Oh, no worries at all! My Little Minion has a special knack for attracting trouble wherever she goes!
...Thanks for the compliment, Snow.
Hehe... Well then, take care.
Oh, one more thing, I'm not familiar with this area. Do you happen to know the way to a tavern called The Asphodel?
I know that place like the back of my hand! We'll take you there!
So, how was the show? Did you enjoy it?
Camilla! Guess what, we brought back an awesome customer!
...It's you!?
Well, I didn't expect you to cross paths with this dynamic duo.
They both work for me, in a manner of speaking. They didn't cause you any trouble, did they?
Not at all. They're both delightful.
So this is your "important client," huh? Hm-hmm, well, you two chat away. The ever-mature and oh-so-reliable Snow is off to have some fun on her own!
So, how did things go with your business here in Icelake?
Before setting out, I cast a divination.
The Symbol said "Nourishment, Through peril comes fortune. Favourable it is to cross the great river." It hinted at trials to be faced, yet promised a fortuitous outcome.
Sounds like you've gained something worthwhile. I won't pry into the details. So, what's next for you?
The ship for my return journey won't set sail for a few more days. In the meantime, I plan to acquire some additional materials. I may need to impose on your hospitality a while longer.
Speaking of which... do you happen to know any capable Phoxhunters I could hire?
Capable Phoxhunters? Well, there you go, they're all yours. Just this morning, they were complaining about having nothing to do.
They may not look like the most dependable pair, but their skills are somewhat solid.
Snow can hear you! For the record, we're super dependable!
Hehe... how fortunate. It seems our paths were meant to cross again, Vita. I'll be counting on you in the coming days, then.
...Hmph!
What's with the sour face?
Haha! Before you came, our little Snow got into a heated argument with Old John about who the current emperor is. They even placed a bet, and, as expected, Snow lost ten coins.
...Boohoo... How dare you make fun of this great Demon King! Look at this, the newspaper says it clear as day: "His Majesty Clavois!"
(Without waiting for a response, Snow shoves the newspaper into your hands.)
Hahaha... Snow, take a closer look at the title. That's a serialised novel!
(You flip through the newspaper absentmindedly. Suddenly, a small ad tucked into the corner catches your eye.)
...!
Lost and Found Notice
Hey, Little Minion, what are you looking at? Let me see!
Huh? This sword looks kind of familiar... Have we seen it somewhere before?
The pattern on the blade... Ah! I remember now! That's your "legendary weapon," isn't it?
"By midnight"...? What kind of goof writes a lost-and-found notice like this? What if the person who has the sword never comes across the notice and doesn't show up? That poor person might end up waiting all night at the phone booth! Am I right, Little Minion?
...Hey, Little Minion, I was talking to you! Hello? Are you okay?
Uh... I'm not feeling great. I think I'll head back and rest for a bit.
I've lost a sword, a very precious one. It was last in the possession of a close family member of mine from whom I was separated.
If you have any information about its whereabouts, please bring it to the red phone booth in the square by midnight tonight. A generous reward is guaranteed.
Ugh! Way to go, Little Minion! Thanks for jinxing us and drawing that thing here!
Sable Bi'an again... Where do they keep coming from!?
Watch out...
6. Bring the Phoxichor to Zhiliu
58 linesStop! Ma'am, please!
We're just trying to make ends meet, ma'am... How about this: consider the Phoxichor a little gift from us. Someone as understanding and big-hearted as you wouldn't hold this against a few small-timers like us, right?
Oh, so your "payment first" rule has suddenly vanished, has it?
Never mind. Continuing this conversation any longer would be a waste of my time.
Vita, would you pass me the container? I need to ready my tools for inspection.
(Zhiliu retrieves a small, intricate object and lights it. Its design jogs your memory, you recall reading about it in a book. Could it be a carved incense burner?)
(Slender trails of smoke curl upwards, perfectly straight, before fading into nothingness.)
This incense is a rare speciality of Huaxu. It resonates powerfully with a particular substance found in pure Phoxichor. Even the slightest contact will cause the smoke to change its pattern.
...Judging by this reaction, the Phoxichor he's brought is worse than even the lowest-grade.
High-purity Phoxichor is military-regulated. It's not as though common folk like us can get hold of it easily...
I was under the impression you had your own connections. Clearly not. What a complete waste of my time.
Alright, Vita, thank you for helping. Could you pop the lid back on?
(The lid feels slippery to the touch. As you twist it shut, your hand accidentally knocks into Zhiliu's, nearly causing the incense burner to drop.)
I'm so sorry, Proprietress Zhiliu...!
Little Minion, look! The smoke is reacting to you... Could it be...?
...
Huh... I was completely wrong! So this pretty lady wasn't stood up by her lover, she was there for a secret trade! Phew, good thing I didn't blurt that out earlier.
Vita, I only intended to invite you for a lovely evening at the opera. I didn't expect to pull you into trouble. My sincerest apologies.
Oh, no worries at all! My Little Minion has a special knack for attracting trouble wherever she goes!
...Thanks for the compliment, Snow.
Hehe... Well then, take care.
Oh, one more thing, I'm not familiar with this area. Do you happen to know the way to a tavern called The Asphodel?
I know that place like the back of my hand! We'll take you there!
So, how was the show? Did you enjoy it?
Camilla! Guess what, we brought back an awesome customer!
...It's you!?
Well, I didn't expect you to cross paths with this dynamic duo.
They both work for me, in a manner of speaking. They didn't cause you any trouble, did they?
Not at all. They're both delightful.
So this is your "important client," huh? Hm-hmm, well, you two chat away. The ever-mature and oh-so-reliable Snow is off to have some fun on her own!
So, how did things go with your business here in Icelake?
Before setting out, I cast a divination.
The Symbol said "Nourishment, Through peril comes fortune. Favourable it is to cross the great river." It hinted at trials to be faced, yet promised a fortuitous outcome.
Sounds like you've gained something worthwhile. I won't pry into the details. So, what's next for you?
The ship for my return journey won't set sail for a few more days. In the meantime, I plan to acquire some additional materials. I may need to impose on your hospitality a while longer.
Speaking of which... do you happen to know any capable Phoxhunters I could hire?
Capable Phoxhunters? Well, there you go, they're all yours. Just this morning, they were complaining about having nothing to do.
They may not look like the most dependable pair, but their skills are somewhat solid.
Snow can hear you! For the record, we're super dependable!
Hehe... how fortunate. It seems our paths were meant to cross again, Vita. I'll be counting on you in the coming days, then.
...Hmph!
What's with the sour face?
Haha! Before you came, our little Snow got into a heated argument with Old John about who the current emperor is. They even placed a bet, and, as expected, Snow lost ten coins.
...Boohoo... How dare you make fun of this great Demon King! Look at this, the newspaper says it clear as day: "His Majesty Clavois!"
(Without waiting for a response, Snow shoves the newspaper into your hands.)
Hahaha... Snow, take a closer look at the title. That's a serialised novel!
(You flip through the newspaper absentmindedly. Suddenly, a small ad tucked into the corner catches your eye.)
...!
Lost and Found Notice
Hey, Little Minion, what are you looking at? Let me see!
Huh? This sword looks kind of familiar... Have we seen it somewhere before?
The pattern on the blade... Ah! I remember now! That's your "legendary weapon," isn't it?
"By midnight"...? What kind of goof writes a lost-and-found notice like this? What if the person who has the sword never comes across the notice and doesn't show up? That poor person might end up waiting all night at the phone booth! Am I right, Little Minion?
...Hey, Little Minion, I was talking to you! Hello? Are you okay?
Uh... I'm not feeling great. I think I'll head back and rest for a bit.
I've lost a sword, a very precious one. It was last in the possession of a close family member of mine from whom I was separated.
If you have any information about its whereabouts, please bring it to the red phone booth in the square by midnight tonight. A generous reward is guaranteed.
There may be more Sable Bi'an lurking ahead. I'll take the lead. Please stay close behind me.
7. Leave the Galea Theatre
119 linesI paid for this suite in full. Bringing along two young ones shouldn't be a problem, right?
...Ma'am, are you sure you want shady little punks like them to dirty your private suite? Don't be fooled by their innocent appearances!
I have my own judgment as to what kind of people they are. Or... are you questioning my judgment?
Of course not, ma'am. Whom you choose to bring into the suite is entirely up to you. Even if you invited ragamuffins from the slums, the Galea Theatre would still be honoured to serve you. Shut your cake hole, you idiot!
...
Alright, calm yourselves. You've done your part. Now, here's what you should do: lead the way and show us inside.
...Yes, ma'am.
One last piece of advice for you. In my homeland, there's an old saying: "Thoughtless lips invite trouble."
Watch your words. You never know what misfortune they might bring upon you.
Thank you for stepping in to help us earlier, ma'am.
Hehe... No need to be so formal. Just call me by my name.
...Lady Zhiliu, then?
...That's not much of an improvement. "Lady" is more of an Empire term, isn't it? I've never really grown used to it.
I've spent years travelling these lands as a merchant, overseeing a few shops of my own. If you feel you must use a title, perhaps "proprietress" would be more fitting.
Alright then... Proprietress Zhiliu, were you expecting someone? I hope we're not intruding.
That's what you've been worrying about? How adorably considerate of you.
It's okay. I don't think that person will be coming.
Watching a show on one's own can feel a bit lonely. Having you two here has brightened this suite considerably. If anything, I should be the one thanking you.
Little Minion, can you believe someone would stand up such a rich, generous, and gorgeous lady? What a fool!
In my homeland, we refer to the chance encounters between people as "fate." Such moments are rare and precious. When it happens, we believe it's worth cherishing, wouldn't you agree?
Snow thinks this nice, pretty lady is absolutely right! So, Snow and Vita will stay! Thank you for having us~
Ladies and gentlemen, the performance is about to begin. Kindly take your seats at your earliest convenience.
Up next, we are delighted to present a magnificent performance by the Galea Opera Troupe.
Once upon a time, in a frosted castle in the Snowfield, a slumbering frost fairy was awakened by the laughter of two children...
The tiny fairy flew towards the monstrous creature...
...only for its delicate limbs to snap beneath its might.
The fairy's frozen heart pulsed for the first time, beating, screaming its own destiny...
...
You seem a little upset.
Something in the story struck a chord with me, that's all.
...
Across every time and place, the same stories are told, tales of those who sacrifice their lives for something greater.
But... are the things they die for truly worth the price?
Hehe... Look at me, waxing sentimental all of a sudden.
Come now. It's time we left.
Not so fast. Our boss says you're not going anywhere yet.
Who are you? And why so rude? Is this how you treat the great Demon King of Light?
Huh? What's that...? Move it, kiddo.
Ms Zhiliu, right? My boss has an appointment with you. Before the area is cleared, I'll need you to wait here for a moment.
The performance has finished, and your boss is still nowhere to be seen. Is this considered proper business etiquette here in Hyperborea?
I can wait, but what about these two? Surely you can let the young ones leave.
Didn't I make myself clear? I said no one leaves until the place is cleared. Not a single one of you!
...
The audience gradually disperses, leaving the once-bustling theatre empty. You stand in tense silence, facing the man before you.
The sound of sharp, deliberate footsteps echoes through the hall.
Sorry about the wait, Ms Zhiliu. Crowded places aren't really my thing. A quiet space is far more suited for business, don't you agree?
Heh, a little power play, was it? Enough with the excuses. Show me the goods.
The Phoxichor you asked for, I have it.
Wait, I know that guy... Camilla told me all about him. He's a notorious underground arms dealer around here. The stuff he peddles is always subpar, and he's always scheming to rip people off!
Allow me to confirm one last time. I am not seeking just any common Phoxichor that can be procured from a street vendor. My requirement is for the highest grade, with a purity of no less than 95%. Is that understood?
You're free to inspect it yourself. But let me make one thing clear, our policy is payment first. Pay up, ma'am, and then it's all yours to examine.
But what if it's not good enough? Do you offer after-sale service?
That goes against the most basic rules of fair trade.
How gullible do you think we are?
Boss, why bother with this act? We've got the numbers, let's just beat her up and take the money!
Have you paused to wonder why I would come here alone, fully aware this was a setup?
There are two possibilities. Either I'm hopelessly naive, trusting that this exchange will proceed peacefully... or I'm entirely certain that no matter how many men you've brought, I'll leave here unscathed.
Now, which do you think it is?
Wh, What do we do, boss? It sounds like she's got everything under control...
...She's bluffing! Let's get her!
Stop! Ma'am, please!
We're just trying to make ends meet, ma'am... How about this: consider the Phoxichor a little gift from us. Someone as understanding and big-hearted as you wouldn't hold this against a few small-timers like us, right?
Oh, so your "payment first" rule has suddenly vanished, has it?
Never mind. Continuing this conversation any longer would be a waste of my time.
Vita, would you pass me the container? I need to ready my tools for inspection.
(Zhiliu retrieves a small, intricate object and lights it. Its design jogs your memory, you recall reading about it in a book. Could it be a carved incense burner?)
(Slender trails of smoke curl upwards, perfectly straight, before fading into nothingness.)
This incense is a rare speciality of Huaxu. It resonates powerfully with a particular substance found in pure Phoxichor. Even the slightest contact will cause the smoke to change its pattern.
...Judging by this reaction, the Phoxichor he's brought is worse than even the lowest-grade.
High-purity Phoxichor is military-regulated. It's not as though common folk like us can get hold of it easily...
I was under the impression you had your own connections. Clearly not. What a complete waste of my time.
Alright, Vita, thank you for helping. Could you pop the lid back on?
(The lid feels slippery to the touch. As you twist it shut, your hand accidentally knocks into Zhiliu's, nearly causing the incense burner to drop.)
I'm so sorry, Proprietress Zhiliu...!
Little Minion, look! The smoke is reacting to you... Could it be...?
...
Huh... I was completely wrong! So this pretty lady wasn't stood up by her lover, she was there for a secret trade! Phew, good thing I didn't blurt that out earlier.
Vita, I only intended to invite you for a lovely evening at the opera. I didn't expect to pull you into trouble. My sincerest apologies.
Oh, no worries at all! My Little Minion has a special knack for attracting trouble wherever she goes!
...Thanks for the compliment, Snow.
Hehe... Well then, take care.
Oh, one more thing, I'm not familiar with this area. Do you happen to know the way to a tavern called The Asphodel?
I know that place like the back of my hand! We'll take you there!
So, how was the show? Did you enjoy it?
Camilla! Guess what, we brought back an awesome customer!
...It's you!?
Well, I didn't expect you to cross paths with this dynamic duo.
They both work for me, in a manner of speaking. They didn't cause you any trouble, did they?
Not at all. They're both delightful.
So this is your "important client," huh? Hm-hmm, well, you two chat away. The ever-mature and oh-so-reliable Snow is off to have some fun on her own!
So, how did things go with your business here in Icelake?
Before setting out, I cast a divination.
The Symbol said "Nourishment, Through peril comes fortune. Favourable it is to cross the great river." It hinted at trials to be faced, yet promised a fortuitous outcome.
Sounds like you've gained something worthwhile. I won't pry into the details. So, what's next for you?
The ship for my return journey won't set sail for a few more days. In the meantime, I plan to acquire some additional materials. I may need to impose on your hospitality a while longer.
Speaking of which... do you happen to know any capable Phoxhunters I could hire?
Capable Phoxhunters? Well, there you go, they're all yours. Just this morning, they were complaining about having nothing to do.
They may not look like the most dependable pair, but their skills are somewhat solid.
Snow can hear you! For the record, we're super dependable!
Hehe... how fortunate. It seems our paths were meant to cross again, Vita. I'll be counting on you in the coming days, then.
...Hmph!
What's with the sour face?
Haha! Before you came, our little Snow got into a heated argument with Old John about who the current emperor is. They even placed a bet, and, as expected, Snow lost ten coins.
...Boohoo... How dare you make fun of this great Demon King! Look at this, the newspaper says it clear as day: "His Majesty Clavois!"
(Without waiting for a response, Snow shoves the newspaper into your hands.)
Hahaha... Snow, take a closer look at the title. That's a serialised novel!
(You flip through the newspaper absentmindedly. Suddenly, a small ad tucked into the corner catches your eye.)
...!
Lost and Found Notice
Hey, Little Minion, what are you looking at? Let me see!
Huh? This sword looks kind of familiar... Have we seen it somewhere before?
The pattern on the blade... Ah! I remember now! That's your "legendary weapon," isn't it?
"By midnight"...? What kind of goof writes a lost-and-found notice like this? What if the person who has the sword never comes across the notice and doesn't show up? That poor person might end up waiting all night at the phone booth! Am I right, Little Minion?
...Hey, Little Minion, I was talking to you! Hello? Are you okay?
Uh... I'm not feeling great. I think I'll head back and rest for a bit.
I've lost a sword, a very precious one. It was last in the possession of a close family member of mine from whom I was separated.
If you have any information about its whereabouts, please bring it to the red phone booth in the square by midnight tonight. A generous reward is guaranteed.
8. Return to The Asphodel
57 linesStop! Ma'am, please!
We're just trying to make ends meet, ma'am... How about this: consider the Phoxichor a little gift from us. Someone as understanding and big-hearted as you wouldn't hold this against a few small-timers like us, right?
Oh, so your "payment first" rule has suddenly vanished, has it?
Never mind. Continuing this conversation any longer would be a waste of my time.
Vita, would you pass me the container? I need to ready my tools for inspection.
(Zhiliu retrieves a small, intricate object and lights it. Its design jogs your memory, you recall reading about it in a book. Could it be a carved incense burner?)
(Slender trails of smoke curl upwards, perfectly straight, before fading into nothingness.)
This incense is a rare speciality of Huaxu. It resonates powerfully with a particular substance found in pure Phoxichor. Even the slightest contact will cause the smoke to change its pattern.
...Judging by this reaction, the Phoxichor he's brought is worse than even the lowest-grade.
High-purity Phoxichor is military-regulated. It's not as though common folk like us can get hold of it easily...
I was under the impression you had your own connections. Clearly not. What a complete waste of my time.
Alright, Vita, thank you for helping. Could you pop the lid back on?
(The lid feels slippery to the touch. As you twist it shut, your hand accidentally knocks into Zhiliu's, nearly causing the incense burner to drop.)
I'm so sorry, Proprietress Zhiliu...!
Little Minion, look! The smoke is reacting to you... Could it be...?
...
Huh... I was completely wrong! So this pretty lady wasn't stood up by her lover, she was there for a secret trade! Phew, good thing I didn't blurt that out earlier.
Vita, I only intended to invite you for a lovely evening at the opera. I didn't expect to pull you into trouble. My sincerest apologies.
Oh, no worries at all! My Little Minion has a special knack for attracting trouble wherever she goes!
...Thanks for the compliment, Snow.
Hehe... Well then, take care.
Oh, one more thing, I'm not familiar with this area. Do you happen to know the way to a tavern called The Asphodel?
I know that place like the back of my hand! We'll take you there!
So, how was the show? Did you enjoy it?
Camilla! Guess what, we brought back an awesome customer!
...It's you!?
Well, I didn't expect you to cross paths with this dynamic duo.
They both work for me, in a manner of speaking. They didn't cause you any trouble, did they?
Not at all. They're both delightful.
So this is your "important client," huh? Hm-hmm, well, you two chat away. The ever-mature and oh-so-reliable Snow is off to have some fun on her own!
So, how did things go with your business here in Icelake?
Before setting out, I cast a divination.
The Symbol said "Nourishment, Through peril comes fortune. Favourable it is to cross the great river." It hinted at trials to be faced, yet promised a fortuitous outcome.
Sounds like you've gained something worthwhile. I won't pry into the details. So, what's next for you?
The ship for my return journey won't set sail for a few more days. In the meantime, I plan to acquire some additional materials. I may need to impose on your hospitality a while longer.
Speaking of which... do you happen to know any capable Phoxhunters I could hire?
Capable Phoxhunters? Well, there you go, they're all yours. Just this morning, they were complaining about having nothing to do.
They may not look like the most dependable pair, but their skills are somewhat solid.
Snow can hear you! For the record, we're super dependable!
Hehe... how fortunate. It seems our paths were meant to cross again, Vita. I'll be counting on you in the coming days, then.
...Hmph!
What's with the sour face?
Haha! Before you came, our little Snow got into a heated argument with Old John about who the current emperor is. They even placed a bet, and, as expected, Snow lost ten coins.
...Boohoo... How dare you make fun of this great Demon King! Look at this, the newspaper says it clear as day: "His Majesty Clavois!"
(Without waiting for a response, Snow shoves the newspaper into your hands.)
Hahaha... Snow, take a closer look at the title. That's a serialised novel!
(You flip through the newspaper absentmindedly. Suddenly, a small ad tucked into the corner catches your eye.)
...!
Lost and Found Notice
Hey, Little Minion, what are you looking at? Let me see!
Huh? This sword looks kind of familiar... Have we seen it somewhere before?
The pattern on the blade... Ah! I remember now! That's your "legendary weapon," isn't it?
"By midnight"...? What kind of goof writes a lost-and-found notice like this? What if the person who has the sword never comes across the notice and doesn't show up? That poor person might end up waiting all night at the phone booth! Am I right, Little Minion?
...Hey, Little Minion, I was talking to you! Hello? Are you okay?
Uh... I'm not feeling great. I think I'll head back and rest for a bit.
I've lost a sword, a very precious one. It was last in the possession of a close family member of mine from whom I was separated.
If you have any information about its whereabouts, please bring it to the red phone booth in the square by midnight tonight. A generous reward is guaranteed.



