I'm playing Honkai Impact 3

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"Speaking of which, that immortal witch lady isn't just a womanizer who preys on her best friend's child; she's also a top-tier player in the 'raising a child' game!"

After Lelouch and his sister were sent to Japan as hostages by Emperor Old Deng, C.C. was entrusted by Lelouch's mother to secretly follow and protect Lelouch for a long time.

Given the witch's cunning nature, it's highly unlikely that Sora would honestly observe and protect her in secret.

My best friend's son is just for playing with, isn't he?

Amidst a multitude of thoughts leaping and bounding like a pack of huskies, one dog kicks over the other competitors and firmly occupies the high ground of thought.

"How about I learn from that witch and try raising her?"

"It sounds like this is going to be really interesting."

Qiong had always wanted to find a girl with a troubled life, preferably one with some flaws in her personality.

They reached out to her in her most desperate moment, giving her the best warmth and care in the world.

Accompany her as she grows, change her destiny, and give her hope and redemption.

Day after day, year after year, he was a teacher, a friend, a brother, and a father.

He became the only light in her eyes.

Then, on a beautiful, sunny day filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers.

Qiong died instantly in front of her!

That instantaneous collapse from heaven to hell, that utter despair of faith and worldview shattered, that emotion born from extreme love.

Ah!

The dramatic scene was enough to overturn a person's soul; just imagining it made my head spin.

This is art!

This is the real fun!

Unfortunately, a suitable actor has yet to appear.

Those mediocre women who are easily bought off by material possessions?

Too boring, a losing proposition.

But what about truly kind and pure good girls?

Even Qiong's moral bottom line felt that it was a bit excessive.

Therefore, Director Qiong could only seal away the excellent script he had painstakingly created, waiting for the arrival of his chosen one.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty."

Heather's gentle, tide-like call pulled Qiong back from her reverie.

"That imperial nobleman seems to be paying special attention to that child."

"Oh?"

Following Hazel's gaze, Qiong saw a nobleman dressed in luxurious clothes.

His face was gentle and kind, but with Qiong's keen eyesight, he could see the coldness beneath that gentleness and kindness.

It's clearly an act to win over the public.

The moment he spotted the girl, the nobleman's gentle eyes sharpened like those of a hawk.

"Have they discovered the girl's Golden Descendant status?"

Qiong raised an eyebrow with interest.

"But could the fact that he is a child of the Golden Descendant alone elicit such a strong reaction from the noble grandfather?"

That's not enough.

Expanding our perspective to the entire Onfaros, the number of Golden Descendants is not as large as it would be after the map was changed in the novel. Dou Zong is as common as dogs, and Dou Zun is everywhere.

The number should be comparable to the fusion warriors of the pre-collapse civilization; forming two or three reinforced regiments shouldn't be a problem.

Not all Golden Bloodline members are valiant warriors; they come from all walks of life, and their powers are not necessarily related to combat, nor do they necessarily possess special abilities.

A grown-up Golden Descendant is of no use to the nobility.

So why is this guy paying attention to that girl?

Blue hair?

A thought flashed through Qiong's mind, and she turned to ask Heather:

"If I remember correctly, the symbol of the Hyperion Empire's royal family is that blue hair that looks like burning ice flames, right?"

"Yes, King."

Hathaway nodded: "The Iron Lion once claimed that this distinctive blue hair was a symbol of honor bestowed upon the royal family by the giant god Tarranton."

Naturally blue hair is extremely rare and is considered a symbol of royal nobility.

Of course, this does not mean that people born with blue hair are necessarily related to royalty.

In peacetime, having only blue hair would allow you to rise very high in the world, much like how you might resemble a celebrity or even the president of a country on Earth.

They're definitely blessed with good fortune.

In times of chaos, no one cares about such a role.

Apart from the royal offspring who are currently vying for the right of succession and some ambitious nobles.

"Your Majesty, they've surrounded us. Should we go over?"

Hazel saw that the guard beside the nobleman separated the girl from the crowd.

Of course~

Qiong rested her chin on her hand and pondered for two seconds before raising her head with a playful look in her eyes.

"Let's go join in the fun."

If he's right, filming for the princess-raising drama can begin this time.

……

"Child, don't be afraid. Tell me, what's your name? Where do you come from?"

Rival concealed the ambition in his eyes, his voice as gentle as the warm sun of early spring, as he looked kindly at the wary little girl who was like a little rabbit.

"My name is Lampeluge."

Although the nobleman in front of her was gentle and smiling, the girl could clearly sense her situation from the imposing soldiers surrounding her, so she obediently revealed her name and origin.

“From Tani town.”

"Lamperouge...Tani Town."

Rival reached out and smiled as he brushed away the withered leaves and dust from the girl's fiery blue hair.

Tani is a relatively wealthy town within the empire, and it is now the border between Lord Clovis and Lord Audie's sphere of influence.

A few days ago, the two sides fought there, and many townspeople in Tanny were forced to abandon their homes and flee as refugees.

"Poor child, where are your parents? Have they gotten separated from you?"

The girl shook her head, behaving very obediently.

"My mother... died a long time ago, and my father... died in the war."

"Alas, may Senatos protect their souls."

Lival sighed, but a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

Very good!

He was an orphan.

That way he won't have to lay a hand on her and turn her into an orphan.

Are you all alone?

Rival's tone became increasingly gentle, and he even began to brush the stains off the girl's cloak.

The fact that a high-ranking nobleman would condescend to such an extent would be enough to make most commoners feel flattered and apprehensive.

The intelligent young girl sensed something unusual. The reason she, a child, could survive in such a chaotic world was because of her clear understanding and vigilance.

If I answer that someone is a person, will they arrest me?

The girl was aware of her own uniqueness; she was one of the few people with golden blood flowing through her veins.

Just as the girl was hesitating, a voice suddenly came from the other side, filled with excitement and disbelief.

"You...you are Lamperouge!?"

The sudden shout startled the girl, who turned her head to look.

Count Lival frowned almost imperceptibly, quickly stood up, and looked at the newcomer.

A gray-haired, golden-eyed young man was looking in their direction with great excitement. Behind him was a beautiful young woman with flowing black hair, a stunning face, and a cold expression, exuding a subtle allure.

Even Rival, who had enjoyed countless women, was amazed by her beauty.

But he belongs to the type of man whose small head is controlled by a rabbit's head.

They only care about DPS.

What use is a woman who can't help him reach greater heights?

It's just a toy.

Therefore, he quickly shifted his attention from the stunningly beautiful girl to the gray-haired youth.

The two were clearly dominated by the gray-haired youth, while the dark-haired girl gave Rival the feeling of a knight, silently protecting her lord.

As the guards blocked the gray-haired youth who was walking quickly towards them, the black-haired girl was like a sword drawn from its sheath for a moment. The sharpness that chilled Rival to the bone appeared briefly, but quickly disappeared, as if it were an illusion.

But that wasn't an illusion.

Rival's expression turned serious.

These two are no ordinary people.

Judging from his hair color and clothing, he is not a member of the Hyperion royal family, and can also be ruled out as one of the well-known noble families. Could he be a noble from another country?

"Do not be rude."

Rival reacted swiftly, immediately waving away the guards and reverting to his approachable noble demeanor:

"And this gentleman is...?"

Qiong ignored Rival and quickly stepped forward, placing her hands on the girl's thin shoulders.

"Lamperouge, don't you remember me? I'm Sora, your father's friend. I even held you when you were little."

To be honest, Qiong was a little taken aback when she heard the girl's name.

This name sounds so damn familiar!

But this doesn't stop Director Qiong from starting the show.

"Qiong? Dad's... friend?"

The blue-haired girl stared blankly at the completely unfamiliar face in front of her, her expression one of utter bewilderment.

The fact that he had held her when she was a child made her feel even stranger.

She had absolutely no recollection of this person.

Sora looks quite young, only about 18 years old...

The Onphalus civilization bears a striking resemblance to the ancient Greek and Roman civilizations on Earth.

The timing of marriage and childbirth varied depending on the period, city-state, and social class. Men had a great deal of freedom in choosing when to marry and have children, as early as 18 or as late as 40.

Women could marry and have children around the age of 13 or 14, which is very similar to ancient China.

It's not impossible that she had a relationship that spanned two years, but she never mentioned that name when her father was alive or deceased.

But how would the other party know my name?

Although she had just told the nobleman her name, they were so far away, no one could have heard her, right?

First, eliminate the incorrect answers.