I'm playing Honkai Impact 3

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Qiong ignored the little bunny's complaints; he couldn't possibly fight the Black Tower anyway, and patiently explained.

"Draw a summoning circle, infuse it with magic power... the power of destiny, chant a spell to resonate with the Holy Grail, connect the Greater Grail to... uh, the Throne of Heroes?"

Where does the Throne of Heroes come from in the Honkai Impact universe?

So, where exactly does the Holy Grail lead?

Qiong didn't know.

He has been granted Command Seals and has the qualifications of a Master.

However, the summoning of Heroic Spirits has not yet been performed.

Let the Black Tower test the waters first.

"Summoning circle specifications? Material recipe? Specific requirements? Spell text?"

He asked about the project's requirements with great familiarity, while his fair, black-haired fingertips moved rapidly across the floating fourth mirror, as if searching for something.

"No."

Qiong spread her hands.

"what?"

Black Tower stopped pointing, a strange look appearing on his face, and turned to look at him.

"What happened to summoning famous historical heroes? Is it really that casual?"

On March 7th, Black Tower voiced his doubts.

"It's not exactly casual, is it?"

Qiong looked at March Seven, who was holding her hand and studying the Command Seals, and waved her other hand, and a box of exquisitely designed pastries appeared on the table.

He picked up a piece and deliberately waved it in front of Sanqi, instantly diverting Sanqi's attention.

"The most important factor in summoning a Heroic Spirit is the artifact. Summoning circles, materials, and spells are secondary issues and have almost no impact on the summoning effect."

The girl, like a Samoyed being fed, opened her mouth to bite, but Qiong nimbly moved away and then made a teasing gesture.

The hunting operation continued on March 7th.

"Relics? What are those?"

Black Tower is like a player who wants to skip the tutorial in a game but can't find the skip button.

She spotted the pastries, walked straight over, picked one up from the box, and put it in her mouth.

"So bland?"

"It's not bland anymore, the sweetness is just right."

"How is that possible? It's not even half as sweet as usual."

Black Tower took another bite.

Qiong casually slapped away the hand that the big black tower reached out again and closed the box: "This was made especially for me by A-Ruan, not for you."

"Tch~ Anyone can do that."

Black Tower pursed his lips and elegantly adjusted the brim of his hat.

"You can cook?"

"What a joke, I'm a genius."

"I don't believe you unless you make me a dessert and Xingbao tastes it first."

"Qiongzai, do you want to poison your own mother?"

"No, how did we get off topic? What exactly are relics?"

Haitu looked at this group of people with an expression of utter disbelief.

All she could say was that geniuses were, to some extent, well-suited to sit at the same table as the stars.

"Ahem, what we call a relic is a ritual medium used to summon a specific heroic spirit."

Xing put her hands on her hips and proudly showed off the knowledge that had surfaced in her subconscious.

"It needs to have a direct connection with the Heroic Spirit, including but not limited to items owned by the deceased, important related items, or historical relics."

"Oh, so to put it bluntly, it's just an antique that's related to Heroic Spirits?"

The big black tower understood instantly, then shrugged confidently, "No."

How could she possibly collect that kind of thing?

"You don't need a relic."

Based on past experience, if you avoid March 7th again, it will breathe out and then bite you directly. Before the girl could get angry, Qiong put the pastry into her mouth.

The girl's anger level was successfully reduced to zero.

"It looks so casual, like you can do without anything?"

On March 7th, with his mouth full of pastries, he mumbled a complaint.

Black Tower revealed a blank, lifeless expression for a moment.

Are you kidding me?

If we don't need anything, then what's the point of saying all this?

"While summoning circles and summoning incantations are not important, they are necessary steps. Specific incantations can affect the summoning. Not needing artifacts doesn't mean not using artifacts at all, but rather using oneself as an artifact, which will match you with a Servant with good compatibility."

Qiong nimbly dodged the magic wand that the black tower was swinging at her.

"Oh? Compatibility?"

Black Tower stopped what he was doing, his wand hovering in mid-air, a hint of interest flashing in his eyes.

"In other words, it can summon beauty equal to the world's splendor, a radiance that dims the stars..."

Qiong: "Lady Black Tower is unparalleled!"

Xing: "Lady Black Tower loves bento boxes!"

Qiong: "Lady Black Tower has a flat chest!"

Qiong admitted that this guy's narcissism was no less than hers, and she had to interrupt Black Tower's self-praise, otherwise this guy could praise most of her system without repeating a single word.

Abruptly interrupting is a poor approach.

The Masked Fool's approach is to make the Black Tower realize that its actions are being taken as a joke, thus prompting it to stop voluntarily.

"What nonsense!"

Black Tower glared fiercely at Qiong and stopped its self-praising chant.

"Since you put it that way, then I'll see what this broken cup can summon for me."

With a flourish, Heita tossed her long hair, causing dreamy stardust to fall from the ends—a passive effect she had set up.

She strode confidently onto the spacious deck, her key-shaped, purplish-black crystal magic wand twirling in her hand, its tip gleaming with a mysterious and noble purple light.

Butterflies fluttered and danced around.

For a magical old woman like her, drawing magic circles on a large black tower was naturally a piece of cake.

The same applies to summoning spells.

"Use the mirror as a guide, and beauty as a promise."

"Respond to the call of the Black Tower, admirers and praisers of the perfect Black Tower lady's magnificent face, answer me!"

“I am the messenger of pure beauty that Idrila should be looking upon; your body embodies my perfection, and your staff reflects my wisdom.”

"Human, female, young, beautiful, cute."

"Come here through the mirrored corridor of all things."

As Black Tower's aloof and cold voice echoed within the courtyard of the Celestial Stone, the magic circle she drew with her wand shone brightly.

"This summoning phrase... I can only say, it's very Dark Tower."

Qiong sat on the steps, her chin resting lazily on Xing's shoulder.

"Who will be summoned?"

Xing rubbed her cheek against Qiong's face, and through empathy, she could feel the smoothness and softness of her own cheek, which felt very comfortable.

Amidst the light, a clear and melodious female voice rang out with admiration.

"Under the stars, with a head of smooth, flowing hair, she is a walking hormone generator. Even the moonlight has to detour around her, for fear of being compared to a cheap glow stick."

"Wearing a black robe and a magic hat, when he stands in front of the mirror, the world should pause for three seconds to breathe for him."

Black Tower revealed a satisfied expression.

Not bad, not bad. The summoned creatures are much better at praising than the puppets.

"Who is this witch with beauty that could make fish sink and geese fall from the sky, a beauty so stunning that even the sun would squint in her presence?"

A playful female voice subtly altered Qiong's expression as she asked a question.

"That's right, it's me!" ×2

The playful and proud female voice perfectly overlapped with Black Tower's arrogant and confident voice.

"Uh, this is a good match..."

Qiong blinked as she watched the figure appear in the magic circle.

"Who did the Holy Grail defeat?"

Her long, silvery-white hair, shimmering with light, cascaded from beneath a black witch's hat adorned with a pink ribbon. The brim tilted to one side, revealing her smooth forehead and eyes as clear and blue as the sky.

A black wizard's robe paired with a white stand-up collar shirt, tied with a large yellow bow tie, revealing slender, beautiful legs that are as smooth and delicate as if bathed in moonlight beneath the skirt.

It shines in the eyes of a star.

Great!

She's a beautiful girl!

She's going to summon a beautiful girl too!

Although I've never seen it before, it looks... kind of familiar?

It has a familiar feel to it.

The form of address arises subconsciously.

"The shaving witch?"

Qiong's exclamation and Xing's murmur attracted the attention of the girl who appeared from the magic circle and the Great Black Tower.

Who are you calling trash?

However, the two soon attracted attention, their eyes meeting and their brows furrowing slightly.

"So you're what they call a Heroic Spirit? Those words of praise you just used were probably meant to praise your Master."

"Excuse me, miss, that was a description of myself."

Elena gave a professional smile.

"Oh? Didn't you come here to admire my beauty and talent?"

"My beauty is so great that even the stars pale in comparison."

Elena raised her chin slightly, her smile sweet: "As for wisdom, if it had a shape, it would surely be sculpted based on the shape of my forehead!"

"Oh? Pretty arrogant, kid. You're still a hundred and eight thousand light-years away from me."

The Master and the Servant, meeting for the first time, started arguing.

"Witch, beautiful, extremely narcissistic... Is this how compatibility works?"

March 7th had a strange expression.

Out of curiosity, Haha Rabbit, Little Duck, Bai hope, and the others who came to watch the Holy Grail summon Heroic Spirits also looked at each other in bewilderment.

"These are the heroic spirits from history?"

"So young."