Honkai: Star Rail – Banner Character, Delivering Knives to the Player [46]

Seele stepped forward, eyes falling on the corpse’s ruined head.

To be exact—on the hole blown open through the skull.

“…Dead for real.”

Lingzhou looked a little speechless at the meaningless observation from her lips.

“A mortal body takes a bullet to the head and dies. Natural. Now the ones blocking the road are gone. We’re in a hurry. Keep moving.”

His voice carried no ripple of emotion. Yet in Seele’s eyes, that very flatness stirred waves.

It seemed as if Lingzhou was accustomed to the departure of life…

Seeing her expression, Lingzhou chuckled softly.

“Wildfire is equivalent to the Silvermane Guards down here. Surely you don’t plan to pass judgment on me?”

Seele pushed aside the tangle of thoughts, shaking her head lightly.

“That’s not what I meant. The death of such scum doesn’t matter to me. To end up like this—they brought it on themselves.”

It was only that she herself had never killed.

Her scythe had swung almost exclusively at Fragmentum monsters and machines.

“Can you tell me how you did it? I’ve never seen or heard of a bullet bending midair.”

“And you, Miss Surface Heiress—your Silvermane Guards are all armed. Have you ever seen such a thing?”

“I’m no heiress. I have a name—Bronya.”

Bronya’s eyes on Lingzhou were equally conflicted.

A living person’s life had simply, without warning, ended before her eyes.

No—

Not without warning.

Lingzhou had cautioned the vagrants: three shots each, no more.

The one who broke the rule was killed by the bullet fired from his own hand.

What did that have to do with Lingzhou?

Even if you stretched the argument to the extreme—visually speaking, who could prove Lingzhou had acted?

Everyone had only seen his hands calmly clasped behind his back.

“If I spoke the truth, Commander Bronya—would you arrest me for murder?”

Lingzhou’s tone was layered with meaning.

Bronya shook her head.

“…All I saw was a bullet curve bizarrely back at its shooter. I didn’t see you make a move.”

March 7th leaned forward. “Honestly…I’m curious too.”

Stelle: “I know.”

March 7th: “Huh? Then tell us.”

① “Lingzhou is the Emanator of Pure Beauty—he’s so beautiful, bullets can’t bear to harm him.”
② “Lingzhou is the Emanator of Nihility—he can reverse the trajectory of bullets.”
③ “Lingzhou is the Emanator of Preservation—bullets bouncing off is only natural.”

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The sudden appearance of three options made many players laugh out loud.

[Could it be…Lingzhou really is one of them?]
[Preservation isn’t impossible. Nihility—unlikely.]
[Pure Beauty though…didn’t that Aeon vanish? Could there still be a Emanator?]

“Pure Beauty Emanator makes perfect sense. Is Lingzhou not beautiful?”

[That’s called handsome!]
[But seriously, his face is almost monumental—both men and women would fall.]

“A beautiful man is also a kind of handsome. And the Aeon of Pure Beauty was written as missing, not dead.”
“Writers love planting foreshadowing. The things that seem impossible often turn out real later.”

“If not for how vague the Path of Pure Beauty is, I’d really think Lingzhou could be its Emanator.”

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“Because Lingzhou is the Emanator of Pure Beauty—even Idrila herself would call him handsome. Against such beauty, how could mere bullets bear to harm him?”

Stelle put hands on her waist, lips quirking leftward.

Her little smirk carried that cheeky vibe, a mischievous contrast to her composed appearance, making it all the cuter.

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[Stelle’s smile is so good-looking.]
[Ugh, forgive me, I just committed crimes against Stelle-chan.]
[That’s only human.]
[It’s fine, Japanese law doesn’t count.]
[You’re all afflicted with sudden illness. How can you be so outrageous—outrageousness is my job.]
[This Yan Kingdom map isn’t long enough—zero points.]

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March 7th had lost count of how many times Stelle’s words had left her utterly speechless.

“The first part I’ll accept. But bullets don’t have intelligence. You’re spouting pure nonsense.”

Stelle: “Exactly. Nonsense is fun.”

March 7th: “Big sis, that’s a bit of a dark joke. It’s not funny.”

Stelle: “I was only praising my brain’s sense of humor. What else were you thinking?”

“I—” March 7th froze.

Hard.

Her soft, pink little fists had gone hard!

Once again.

She wanted to punch Stelle.

Always so punchable.

But if she really did, Stelle would probably twist it into some smug line about “rewarding” her.

Annoying.

Punch or don’t punch—either way was aggravating.

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[If the MC were male, March would be calling him big brother right now. Melting my heart~]
[Big sister works fine too.]
[MC’s barely born and already being big sibling—impressive.]
[Don’t sweat the details.]

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March 7th: “So what’s the real truth, Lingzhou?”

Lingzhou, serious face, spouting nonsense: “Stelle is right. I’m actually the Emanator of Pure Beauty. I’m under beauty’s protection.”

In truth, there was no “special trick.”

A bullet, however fast, was still only a bullet.

It was subject to the wind.

With enough force of wind, he could forcibly redirect its path while maintaining the equivalent kinetic energy.

If he wanted, Lingzhou could even tell people he knew Gun-Tremble Arts—bullets would curve however he pleased.

March 7th: “…”

Ha. These two…

Impossible to tell who was corrupting whom anymore.

“Then I can be the Emanator of Remembrance!”

“Because my existence touches on a great secret—even Fuli personally sealed my memories, protecting them with a Emanator’s power.”

“Tell me, isn’t that perfectly reasonable?”

March 7th rolled her eyes, spinning lies as casually as she breathed.

Stelle: “Not bad. Pretty convincing.”

Lingzhou nodded solemnly: “I think so too.”

March 7th smiled politely, hands spread as if to say I’m done here.

Tired…fine, whatever…

Seele: “Now isn’t the time for idle chatter. Since it’s resolved, let’s move.”

Bronya nodded. “Too much time has already been wasted. We’ll never finish otherwise.”

Seele: “Natasha, please handle this body’s aftermath.”

“…Alright.” Natasha answered, eyes complicated.

A life had still been lost. Who knew how this would end?

Sigh.

It was going to be a headache.

The group headed deeper toward the Great Mine.

Passing the vagrants’ encampment crossroads, they found it guarded.

Just as Natasha suspected, the men were there out of fear of retaliation from miners.

But the moment they saw Lingzhou, recognition flashed across their faces.

No need for threats—one after another, they bolted like they’d seen a ghost.

Seele smirked faintly.

“Your deterrent power on these thugs already exceeds mine.”

Lingzhou was unbothered. “Only toward a handful.”

The little episode wasted no time. Soon, they arrived at a fully blocked passage.

Bronya frowned. “Why is this branch sealed so tightly?”

March 7th: “Want me to blast it with explosives?”

Stelle: “Ohh, so you’re a demolition queen, huh, March? Didn’t see that coming.”

March 7th puffed her cheeks proudly. “Hmph! Scared now? Keep annoying me and I’ll blow you sky-high!”

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T/N: trying new format

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