"Listen to me, your mind is currently in chaos. You don't know who you are, why you're here, or what you're going to do next. You feel like I'm familiar, but you're not sure whether to trust me."

"Next, you will encounter many dangers and find yourself in terrible predicaments, but you will also experience many wonderful things. You will have companions like family and embark on adventures you never dreamed of."

"And at the end of your journey, all the mysteries that trouble you will be solved. This is what Elio foresees, and the future you will reach. Do you like it?"

Kafka's words carried the effect of a Word of Power. She wasn't trying to control Star's thoughts, but rather hoping to use the Word of Power to stabilize her chaotic inner state.

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Outside the light screen, in a forest outside the Empire's capital city, Najenda, the leader of Night Raid, was watching along with Akame and the others.

As the head of an assassination organization, Najenda immediately took a liking to Kafka's Word of Power ability. It was even more suitable for assassination than Mainer's "Gaia Foundation."

"The effect of language can not only manipulate the mind but also stabilize others' emotions? What a convenient ability," Najenda couldn't help but exclaim. If there truly were an Imperial Arm that could control others' thoughts like this, infiltrating Minister Honest's mansion would be effortless. And being even bolder... killing Esdeath wouldn't be a pipe dream either.

"Najenda, I know what you're thinking. But if you hope for a peaceful future, an Imperial Arm capable of manipulating people's hearts is the last thing that should appear, isn't it?" Susano-o, Najenda's humanoid Imperial Arm, easily saw through Najenda's thoughts.

If this woman named Kafka came to their world, putting aside her sharp swordsmanship, just relying on her Word of Power could easily remotely control a king and toy with a country... it would be far too easy.

Not to mention the woman's beautiful and elegant appearance—as an Imperial Arm with extremely keen combat senses, Susano-o could tell that Kafka was likely very cunning and dangerous, perhaps even on par with Esdeath.

As for the young girl named Silver Wolf beside her... Susano-o completely failed to understand what she meant by "hacking technology," but being able to go on missions with Kafka and even casually display a teleportation ability similar to "Shangri-La" meant she was no pushover either.

"Where are you going?" Star asked.

Kafka smiled faintly, "To the next place, to pave the way for the prepared future. It's like weaving brocade; you and I can only weave one golden thread at a time, but it will eventually become a beautiful picture."

"How much longer?" Silver Wolf urged impatiently from the side, "The Star Rail people are almost here, we shouldn't meet them."

"I know, Silver Wolf, just a moment, just a moment," Kafka turned her gaze back, "Listen to me, someone will find you soon. Feel free to go with them. Also, when you have the chance to make a choice, don't let yourself regret it."

"Kafka..."

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Mainer sat beside Tatsumi, looking up at the upcoming separation on the light screen. Her eyes were slightly lowered, with a hard-to-detect, fleeting hint of melancholy.

"When you have the chance to make a choice, don't let yourself regret it." She repeated Kafka's words in her heart. After repeating them seven or eight times, she finally mustered the courage to look up at the young man beside her.

Although the young man's features were slightly immature, he already had a subtle air of masculinity. Mainer couldn't remember when she started developing feelings for him. He had just come to the organization not long ago, a naive country boy who hadn't seen much of the world...

Clutching her skirt tightly with her fingers, Mainer finally made up her mind at this moment.

Anyway, this time, she absolutely had to say it...

"Ta, Tatsumi..."

As soon as she spoke, the courage she had painstakingly gathered vanished instantly. Mainer's voice inexplicably became weak, and her eyes involuntarily darted to the side, her voice as tiny as a mosquito's buzz.

Tatsumi slowly turned his body, leaning his face slightly closer, "Mainer, what's wrong?"

"Uh..." Mainer subconsciously took a step back. She still didn't dare to look Tatsumi in the eye, just fiddled with her fingers with a blushing face, her gaze darting away like a startled deer. "Actually, it's, it's nothing..."

Looking at Mainer's strange awkwardness, Tatsumi lowered his head and looked at her somewhat flustered eyes, "What is it? You've been like this lately."

"So, so annoying!" Mainer twisted her head away with a huff, her delicate pink cheeks almost steaming. She bit her lower lip lightly, hugged the pumpkin in her arms tightly, and swore she never wanted to see this dense guy again.

...Her only confession in this life, she'd better wait until this guy smartens up!

In the light screen on the other side, after Kafka left, Star, without the support of the Word of Power, quickly closed her eyes and fainted. However, it wasn't long before a man and a woman walked towards her.

The young man held a long spear, had short black hair, sword-like eyebrows, and starry eyes. His appearance was quite handsome. He wore a black inner garment with gold cloud patterns and a large white-blue coat over it, looking quite skilled.

The girl had short pink hair and a pair of rainbow-like pupils, just like a certain two-letter game's Intertwined Fate next door, practically having gained sentience.

Over her white inner wear, which outlined a beautiful curve, was a blue dress. The blue and white colors fit the girl's figure, showcasing her infinite beauty.

Her legs beneath the short skirt were slender and straight, and white leg rings added a touch of the girl's charm and cuteness.

She held a large bow and worked together with the black-haired young man, their momentum unmatched. Although the pink-haired girl was adorable, her skilled archery was not for show. The arrows she shot were condensed from ice, and all hit enemies were frozen in ice crystals.

Mavuika, the God of Fire, watched the scene of the two beating up Voidrangers with great interest, nodding in praise as she watched, "This young man's spear technique is extraordinary. I'm afraid there aren't many people in all of Natlan who can match him..."

"The girl's archery is also good. She can manipulate the power of the Ice element without the help of a Vision. If she could come to Teyvat and obtain a Vision, her control over ice could probably reach another level."

The scene in the light screen sobered Citlali up by seven or eight parts from her drunkenness. As the High Shaman of the Smoke Tribe, she had originally intended to analyze the scenes and events in the light screen with the God of Fire. However, when her gaze accidentally fell upon the Traveler next to her, who was staring intently at March 7th, a wave of jealousy arose in her heart.

"Look at her, not even blinking. Is that pink-haired girl really that pretty?"

"Could it be that the clothing and styles of people from another world are more attractive?"

"Tsk... I knew I shouldn't have stayed up late reading light novels last night. Now I have slight puffiness under my eyes today."

Citlali suddenly felt a little annoyed, regretting not putting on heavy makeup when she went out today.