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Their foreheads touched, and their noses lightly brushed together.

March 7th blinked again unconsciously, a warm breath escaping from her slightly parted cherry lips, just in time to catch Qiong's exhalation.

Two breaths intertwined and trembled slightly, creating silent yet incredibly ambiguous ripples in the extremely close proximity.

"Ah, Ah Ah Qiong?"

The girl's voice trembled slightly.

"Don't move."

Qiong gently lifted the hand that was cupping March 7's face, straightening her head as she tried to turn it away.

"Oh……"

With a gentle response, March 7th obediently stopped moving, her cheeks flushed red.

The ticking of the clock was exceptionally clear in the silence, and crimson particles emanated from the foreheads of the two people touching.

Her pale blue eyes clearly reflected the face of the sky so close to hers and the swirling scarlet particles.

In an extremely brief, imperceptible moment, it turned dark.

However, it returned to normal in less than 0.001 seconds.

I felt very at ease on March 7th. Although my body was still weak and powerless, my inner fears were strangely calmed down.

She knew that Qiong was examining her.

"Could it be a memory?"

Qiong is using Feather Crossing Dust to examine March 7's spirit and consciousness.

Feedback from the deity Jingwei flooded his mind.

On the surface, everything seemed normal, but there was an underlying sense of unease, as if the memory of March 7th, which forms the foundation of my being, was undergoing some kind of silent transformation.

However, it is impossible to be 100% certain about Jingwei.

[Master, in my current state, I'm afraid I can't fully see through this fog. Perhaps if I merge with Rin, we could see things more clearly?]

Jingwei's pure and mature voice rang in Qiong's ears.

"it is good."

Qiong's brows twitched slightly, and his forehead, which had been pressed together, moved slightly as he got up from March 7.

"A-Qiong, have you found the reason?"

Jingwei appeared when Pinocchio was eliminating the meme virus. March 7th knew that she was a weapon that Qiong had turned into a beautiful girl using her magical abilities.

Knowing Jingwei's abilities, she asked softly.

"It may be related to the destiny of [memory]."

"A destiny of memories? Could it be that I've embarked on a destiny of memories?"

March 7th's eyes lit up at once, but were quickly replaced by weakness, and she wrinkled her little nose in confusion.

"But why didn't I become stronger? Instead, I lost my power."

"It's only related to the destiny of [memory], not to embarking on the destiny of memory."

Qiong pinched March 7's delicate and pretty nose.

"The situation is a bit complicated, Jingwei, Ling, I'm counting on you."

Qiong summoned Jizo's Soul and Feather Crossing Dust.

A tall, elegant, and sophisticated woman in a pristine white dress, with fiery red hair adorned with divine feathers, Jingwei makes her graceful entrance.

"Leave it to us, boss."

Immediately afterwards, a petite figure full of energy, with a cherry blossom-colored ponytail, Rin, lightly leaped out from the phantom of Jizo's Soul with a playful smile.

Qiong handed the Potara earrings to them.

In the dim red light.

A pair of lively fox ears twitched gently atop her head, and her beautiful, purplish-red eyes sparkled with starlight.

The fused divine essence, Jingling, has descended once more.

"Let me see who's behind this."

Jingling smiled playfully yet dignifiedly, her voice as melodious as a wind chime.

She floated down to the bedside as lightly as a weightless willow catkin, reached out, and gently pressed her hand on March 7's forehead.

In the very next instant.

A terrifying power, which only meme life forms and memory travelers could sense, erupted without warning.

Jingling raised her eyebrows slightly, her expression becoming serious.

"A-Qiong!"

March 7th instinctively threw herself into Qiong's arms.

Qiong reacted with lightning speed, opening her arms and tightly embracing March 7's trembling body.

Without a sound, the temperature in the room dropped instantly.

Layers of crystal-clear six-phase ice rapidly condensed and spread from March 7's skin and hair without warning.

"Has the Six-Phase Ice been activated?"

"Master, I've discovered a problem."

The sound of the bell rang in the heart of the sky; the speed of telepathy surpassed that of words.

"Miss March's memories have been hijacked."

"hijack?"

The surrounding temperature was dropping steadily, and then it became very cold, but Qiong did not loosen her grip on that slightly chilly body at all; instead, she held her even tighter.

"What do you mean?"

"Simply put, Miss March 7 is carrying and utilizing the ability of memory, while an individual who loses the ability of memory will become nothingness."

Nine pink gradient fox tails behind Jingling burst forth like burning flames.

The crimson wings of the Jingwei Goddess unfolded like wings of light, releasing scorching holy flames to fight against the ever-spreading Six-Phase Ice.

“The ‘past’ is composed of memory matter, the ‘future’ is also a possibility that will eventually be transformed, while the present never truly exists, but is merely an abstract expression.”

"Therefore, when a person is affected by fate and loses the ability to remember... the physical body will also be affected, and these ice crystals are one of the manifestations."

"Is it Yi Ting's doing this?"

Qiong frowned slightly; it seemed the Black Swan hadn't explained everything clearly.

We'll pluck the goose feathers later.

"Can you steal Ah Qi's memory?"

"..."

Jingling pursed her fiery red lips and shook her head slightly after a few seconds.

"no!"

"Master, it's too late."

"Miss March 7's memory began to have problems a long time ago, but because the loss of her memory ability was so slow and silent, she herself did not even notice it."

Just like a mountaineer's rope, it breaks little by little during the climb. The climber doesn't notice until the rope breaks completely and loses its load-bearing capacity.

By then, it's too late to do anything.

The disturbance caused by Onphalus's appearance will cut all the remaining ropes binding the seventh day of the third month.

"I am able to slow down Miss March's erosion by the ice, all thanks to Master's previous instruction to use Feather Bond on you, which tightly connects your spirits."

It's like taking a branch of Qiong's climbing rope and tying it to March 7th.

"Ah... Qiong, don't... worry, I'm fine..."

March 7th's eyelids became incredibly heavy, teetering on the verge of collapse, and he finished speaking in a barely audible voice.

Her eyelids closed, and she fell asleep.

"Jingwei!"

"Understood, Master!"

The foundation for divine awakening is intimacy, and intimacy with a weapon represents the degree of tacit understanding.

Qiong simply called out, and Jingling understood what he meant.

"Wow—!"

A clear, melodious cry that pierced the soul.

The phantom of the divine bird appeared proudly behind Jingling, flapping its wings and soaring high.

Feathers burning with divine flames fell like rain of light, gently enveloping the embracing Qiong and March 7.

The phantom of the divine bird first transformed into a stream of light and disappeared into the chest of the sky.

It spread its wings and flew back, entering the body of March 7th.

Divine Status: Feathered Bonds with the Mortal World

The divine skill that evolved from the first rated power of Feathered Dust is not so simple.

Even if the opponent's strength is comparable to that of a Commander, and Jingling is not yet at the Commander level, making it impossible to win the tug-of-war, it is still possible to find her by following the rope.

The moment Jingwei's phantom left, Qiong's body seemed to leave her body as if her soul had departed, and she lay on the bed holding March 7.

But soon.

As one of the smaller black towers in the distant Black Tower City regained its autonomous mode, Qiong opened her eyes again, a look of astonishment flashing in them.

"This is……!?"

……

The time was slightly earlier, for the party cars.

“Onfaros… this station is indeed extraordinary.”

Through the huge porthole, Himeko stared intently at the magnificent yet eerie Möbius strip outside.

"The situation in March..."

Danheng remained worried.

"Relax, relax, Teacher Danheng, with Qiongzai here, Aqi will be fine."

Xing comforted her.

She believed in herself and that no matter what means she used, Qiongzai would not let anything happen to Aqi.

"Yes, trust Sora."

Walter nodded in agreement, his gaze behind his glasses steady.

Although Xingqiong is usually carefree, unserious, and prone to erratic behavior, they are everyone's source of reassurance in times of crisis.

Rescue the fairy boat, Pinocchio, and their companions from the fire and water.

Himeko withdrew her gaze from Onpharos, her gentle expression turning serious.

"Everyone, I'd like to entrust this pioneering journey to Xing, Bronya, Kiana, Elena, and Danheng to lead the charge. What do you all think?"

"It is the right time to entrust the task of pioneering the world to young people. I believe in your abilities and I also believe that you can be each other's strongest support."

"What about the others?"

Xing asked.

"I'll stay and take care of Sister March."

Bai Xier raised her hand with a soft yet firm gesture.

"As the train's medical officer, Seele is growing very quickly."